Quick wear: the beauty of flirting is forced to have deep difficulties

Chapter 521 Grassland Princess X Loyal Dog Guard 3
"Oh? Princess Yuehua is so bold." Princess Suotu Qiqige held up a glass of fine wine and said so, and Dari'achi also cast approving glances at Wuluolan Yuehua.

Wuluolan Yuehua all smiled and signaled one by one.

This is a small gathering for the younger generation to get to know each other. After a few rounds of competitions, everyone is in good spirits.

Everyone drank and ate meat, and watched the contest in the middle with great interest.

I saw a young girl in a strong outfit, with her long hair tied up high, blindfolded, listening to the wind, with a focused expression.

She drew the bow to the full, and shot without any hesitation in shooting three arrows in a row.

The audience was silent, only the whistling sound of arrows passing by.

Three arrows hit!
"Good!" The barbarian king greatly appreciated it.Totoda also applauded loudly.

It's not like the twists and turns of Gongdou, the able one is respected, Tuotuoda is the host, and it is naturally good for King Wuluolan's daughter to win the first place.

"What kind of reward does Princess Yuehua want?"

"A thousand taels of gold or ten thousand taels of silver"

It was rare for the Man King to bow down and be kind, and he continued, "Of course, my Man's cattle and sheep are fat and strong, and Princess Yuehua can also choose at will."

"No gold and silver, no horses, cattle and sheep"

"I want him!" The girl's voice was clear and loud.

Wu Luolan Yuehua turned sideways slightly, as if throwing the delicate short knife casually, it landed right at the boy's feet.

Everyone's eyes followed Wuluolan Yuehua, and they didn't know why Wuluolan Yuehua wanted a little slave.

"Hahaha, good! It's all about wanting a little slave! Princess Yuehua is very skilled, and I will reward you with a box of pearls and jade."

"Thank you, my lord." Wu Luolan Yuehua did not refuse, she cupped her hands in salute, turned to the young man, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Come on, you are mine."Someone had already picked up Wuluolan Yuehua's dagger for her and delivered it to her.

"This knife is for you." Wu Luolan Yuehua waved her hand towards the boy.

The servant also understood, and handed it to the boy's skinny hand.

He didn't speak, and let people unshackle his hands, and the heavy dagger was placed on his hands.

But he followed Wuluolan Yuehua's footsteps and stood respectfully behind Wuluolan Yuehua.

Yuena was a little disgusted, but kept her face.He just covered his mouth and nose vaguely.

The other little slaves were not so lucky, and the competition continued.

Cruel and bloody, but this kind of scene inspired the most primitive bloody fighting spirit of the barbarians.

Wu Luolan Yuehua clenched her fist slightly, she couldn't save everyone.

There was an inaudible sigh.

The little slave standing behind her could clearly see her movements.He just lowered his head and didn't move.

At the end of the banquet, Wu Luolan Yuehua arranged for someone to take the little slave to groom and wash.

"Do you have a name?" Wu Luolan Yuehua leaned back on the chair and said casually.

"Slave, no"

"You are respectful and sensible." Wu Luolan Yuehua raised her eyes.

"Attila, Urolan Attila, you will be called from now on."

"Yes, thank you master." Attila respectfully wanted to kneel down.

"Get up, a good man has ambitions everywhere, how can he kneel down so easily."

At some point, Wuluolan Yuehua had already arrived in front of Attila and held his arm.

"I am a boy from the Wuluolan tribe, and I only kneel to King Khan's parents and Changshengtian." Yuehua explained patiently when he saw doubts flashing in his eyes.

"Yes, master." Attila clumsily changed to Urolan's etiquette, which is how he saw others salute.

"Hahahaha" Yuehua smiled and sat back in the chair, letting Attila down to rest.

Attila pulled out Yuehua's tent and looked into the distance, the bright moon was bright and clear, hanging high in the night sky, and the vast grassland was dotted with stars.

One by one printed in Attila's eyes.

(End of this chapter)