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Chapter 350: [Brother died, brother married sister-in-law](1/2)

At the waist, a young man wearing a fox fur and a famous sword hung on his waist, looking into the distance and falling into deep thought.

This time he left home, in addition to being angry with his father, he was unwilling to let him lead his troops alone and go outside the border of Gusai Prefecture, and he also had the intention of honing his martial arts alone.

His father is the second-ranked expert on the martial arts list today, second only to Wang Xianzhi.

The God of the Northern Mang Army, Tuoba Bodhisattva!

Although my father relied on his brilliant military achievements to the royal court, he valued his elder brother who had been reading the Central Plains scriptures for many years.

It's really annoying to be favored by one and the other.

However, although he was not satisfied with his elder brother's learning of Liyang culture, his brotherly feelings have never been weak.

Over the years, I have caused countless troubles, but my elder brother has come forward to settle them.

For his sake, he did not hesitate to turn against many Yelu Murong's children and became enemies.

He, the younger brother, known as Xiao Tuoba, appreciated it very much.

However, early this year.

The fox sister-in-law actually took the initiative to hook up with her.

At that time, even my father was furious.

If he didn't listen to the explanation, he would destroy his biological son's martial arts.

At that time, he was still the elder brother, calming his father's anger.

Afterwards, the brothers talked.

The woman, who was nominally his sister-in-law, was also on the side.

But she smiled and said, "Anyway, her husband is sick, and he will die sooner or later."

My brother dies and I marry my sister-in-law.

It's natural!

He was also moved by his brother's gentleness and tolerance.

I remember when I was young, my father fought everywhere and the two brothers depended on each other for life.

The elder brother is like his father, and he has never been bullied by his tribe members at all.

Xiao Tuoba took back his thoughts and murmured:

"As long as you really don't live to be 40 years old, as long as you don't fight with me, I will always regard you as your brother."

As for what he would make if his elder brother lived past 40 years old, what he meant was self-evident.

On the side, the devil in the brocade robe turned a deaf ear to the little master's words that had just been punished.

Xiao Tuoba touched the handle of the knife and asked:

"Who is the nearest tribal leader?"

The old man smiled and replied:

"It was Qin Chaer from the Uighur tribe who was in charge of 20,000 to 30,000 people. His tribe members were good at leopard hunting and lion hunting.

I heard that the women in the tribe are very beautiful.”

Xiao Tuoba said coldly:

"Just go and catch Cha'er to rest. As for women, you can choose."

The devil of brocade robe got along with this young man who was born in a noble family and was far from being servile like a middle-aged man. Instead, he laughed:

"The little master has a high vision and looks down on these common things, so the old slave will refuse."

Xiao Tuoba Yi laughed it off.

For him, the Beimang woman was not interested except for those few.

First, the national player of the dynasty of Pipa is known to be a slender hand, and the most exquisite one is ready to blow.

Rumor has it that this stunning princess in the world has a marriage with Chen Zhibao, Beiliang.

Secondly, the princess in the Murong family in Jinchanzhou who likes to raise face-to-face princesses.

Third, a pianist woman among the top ten devils.

Apart from that, few people could make him interested.

The boy suddenly asked, "I heard that Xie Ling, the tenth-ranked devil, is he dead?"

The old man in Jinbo said calmly: "When Xie Ling was at the peak, he fought with Luoyang and was lucky enough to die.

However, he should have been seriously injured. Lao Nu guessed that he had fallen from Zhixuan to Vajra.

If you meet a strange person, it is not surprising that you are killed.

The ranking of the Ten Demonics is determined by the size of the fame and cannot convince the public.

In the first martial arts, the killing skills are broken, and the ones are still the ones, step by step, and go from the second level to the first level, then enter Vajra, referring to the mysterious and celestial phenomena, and follow the steps. The most powerful figures who have become immortals on land are.

Some young people seem to be extremely talented, but are now amazing.

If it is spread, it will definitely achieve extraordinary results in the future. In fact, in Lao Nu's opinion, it is not worth mentioning.

The old slave looks at the Liyang of Beimang and the rivers of two dynasties

The lake has only been five people for a hundred years.

Guyuan

The dragon and tiger are all in the mysterious frame, and the Wudang Hongxie Xiang is considered the same person.

Next, Wang Xianzhi, master, Li Chungang, and Luoyang.

The last four people all took action step by step.

Little master, don’t look at Yelu Dongshu and Murong Shuilong, your realm is higher than yours now.

However, you are the only one, and you are expected to be among the list, standing side by side with the five, and at the peak of martial arts.

The old slave waits for a while, so he can't bear to die, haha..."

The devil in the brocade robe had a gloomy laughter, like an evil ghost walking at night, and laughed when he saw someone.

Xiao Tuoba stretched and said slowly:

"After you said this, I want to kill someone again."

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The sun sets, the herdsman camp.

The scorching sun is the afterglow, the heat gradually fades away, and the breeze blows, ushering in the long-lost peace and peace.

Tonight's official dinner, the clan leader called Yan'an Bao, not only used roasted lamb to entertain these benefactors of the entire clan, but also took out tiger bone wine and rehmannia wine that he had collected for many years.

The second son Xu Fengnian and Lao Huang were swallowed up like starving ghosts.

Xu Qianqiu is much gentler and elegant. Although these foods are rich, they are still much worse than the cooking skills of Blue Bird.

The prince's descendants refused to accept the toast.

This made more than a dozen generous herdsmen who represented their own tents to attend the banquet and gained a little favor to him.

Most people are already having a good time, drunk, and are in a mess.

Lao Huang, who lacks front teeth, is no exception.

Xu Qianqiu was not at all drunk.

Walking out of the tent that smells of wine and meat, I am planning to take a walk outside.

The shepherd was more respectful to this young man in white who had martial power, and he did not dare to disturb him.

I came to the lake and found a place to sit down.

The starry sky on the grassland seems to be closer.

The little girl was still wearing a black robe and a mask, following Xu Qianqiu closely.

Wherever you go, you will follow.

I haven't drunk it just now, and I ate half of your lamb leg, and my mouth is full of oil.

These days, the little girl's face has often smiled, not as cold as before, and her whole body is full of murderous aura.

The Holy Monk of Baoshu was also a little afraid.

Suddenly, an arrow flew into the darkness.

The black shadow flashed, and the arrow breaking through the air was steadily caught by the little girl.

Above the arrow, there is a letter.

There is a blood-colored handprint at the corner of the envelope, and in addition, there is a blood-colored cold plum mark.
To be continued...
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