Absolutely Be Called by the Girl System

Last night they were wronged first, Jianghu people have always had a sense of superiority, and they have never cared much about the impact on ordinary people. They calmed down yesterday, and they can only comfort themselves like this. The five of them went together, and they were instantly defeated. , didn't even see the opponent's shot clearly.

This is a big difference in strength, or even a big difference in level.

The horse king god Han Baoju suddenly pointed at the faraway figure in an extremely horrified tone, and stammered, "That's the dragon... Dragon Horse King."

"What Dragon Horse King?"

"It was the horse that nearly kicked me to death two years ago. At that time, I was blinded by lard and wanted to tame him. Before I got close to the horse that kicked me to death, even I was almost kicked to death. Half a year will be fine."

Several people were shocked, and quickly asked: "Are you reading that right?"

They all knew about that incident. The four people who were present at that time stepped forward almost together, and their true energy was connected together to form a large net to pass through, but they were easily torn apart, and they were all kicked in two or three times.

At that time, Ke Zhen'e asserted that this dragon horse was not inferior to the top masters in the world, but now it was tamed, and it rode obediently and galloped.

"This dragon horse has a dragon-like face and red spots like gills. It is the only one in the world. It will never be mistaken. Wild horses, especially horse kings, are inherently rebellious, and this dragon horse is even more so. It can make such a god horse succumb. , It’s hard to imagine what the situation is like, what kind of means it is.”

After confirming, the six monsters took a sharp breath.

When did the world have such a master.

Chapter 110: Like a God, Like a Demon!Who is innocent?

Wo Kuo Town.

In other words, the Wokuo gathering place is just a market gathering place for nomads from all over the vicinity to trade. It is centered on a vast open space surrounded by hundreds of tents that are irregularly distributed.

Farther away, there is a more orderly camp, patrolled by soldiers with cold faces from time to time, and the entire camp area is strictly guarded.

Blue sky and white clouds.

Black clothes and white riding.

On this day, a pair of strangers came to Wokuo Town, a man and a woman, both of whom were from the Central Plains.

The man was in his twenties, with a slender body and a cold face. He was dressed in black black clothes and had a long silver knife on his waist.And the girl, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, was sitting on the man's shoulder, her face was unsurpassed in the world, her skin was delicate and fair, she looked like a porcelain doll, holding a mung bean cake and eating it with relish.

Of course it was Wang Lie and his little Rong'er.

Such a combination will naturally attract attention, especially some prying eyes.

But Wang Lie will definitely not do anything because of this, such tricks as hiding a knife and a horse, and covering his face with a scarf, if those people with malicious intentions really dare to do something, naturally he will not be polite.

While eating the pastry, Xiao Rong'er glanced around, also not caring about the curious or malicious eyes around her.

Since having her brother Lie, her sense of security has never been overwhelming, and she is not afraid of anything.

Even if the sky falls, she believes that her brother lie can push it back.

Wang Lie's indifferent gaze also scanned the market.

Regardless of men and women, everyone carries a bow and knife, and sitting on horseback is as peaceful and comfortable as sitting in a chair.Different ethnic groups have different dialects, clothing, and attire, which are dazzling to see and confusing to hear.

There are not only ordinary herdsmen, but also chiefs, local tyrants, and bullies who come here to do business, but everyone follows the rules and bargains, and there is no bullying.

There are all kinds of goods traded, in addition to all kinds of livestock, cowhide, sheepskin, deerskin, local wine, utensils, etc., there are also silk, ceramics, etc. from the sergeant, which is dizzying and eye-opening.

This place belonged to Temujin's territory that was won by Wo Kuotai, one of the four mastiffs who sat down, and it belonged to Temujin's property, the biggest overlord of the grassland. Naturally, no one dared to act presumptuously here.At this time, Temujin was not as weak as he said in Shooting the Condors.

On the contrary, on the prairie, they have already devoured the mountains and rivers, looked around in all directions, and even the lord of the country, the Jin Kingdom, was not in their eyes. They even sharpened their knives and prepared to deal with Wang Han before destroying the Jin Kingdom.And once the Kingdom of Jin is destroyed, the Song Dynasty will follow immediately, and hundreds of millions of people will become souls under the machete of horseshoes.

"Extend to dig immediately.!!"

Suddenly a violent voice interrupted Wang Lie's contemplation.

Wang Lie raised his eyes lightly and saw that he was a big man with braids and wolf head tattoos on his arms. He raised his chin and looked at him who was leading the horse.

Without thinking too much, Wang Lie knew that someone finally couldn't help but wanted to make a move.

The Mongolian language was passed to Wang Lie's ears and became a language he was familiar with. The Mongolian meant.

He took a fancy to this horse, and quickly offered it up, and he would reward him with some coins.

Song people were weak, they were always looked down upon by foreigners, bullying was common, so Wang Lie was ready when he entered the market.

The big man pointed at Wang Lie's horse and roared loudly, and suddenly he saw the silver saber on Wang Lie's waist. In the depths of his eyes full of fierce light, a hint of greed was uncontrollably revealed, and he pointed anxiously. Finger cut heart.

Wang Lie was not in a hurry, and said with a half-smile: "If I don't sell it, how will you treat it?"

What was spoken was obviously Chinese, but it became familiar Mongolian to the ears of the people around.

The Mongolian man was taken aback for a moment, apparently he did not expect this man dressed in Han to be so proficient in Mongolian, but soon the fierce light flashed, and he pulled out the scimitar, with a sharp sound of air tearing, the blade instantly turned into A silver light, with a knife slashing over.

He turned out to be a good player, and he was considered second-rate in martial arts.

Exclaimed everywhere, pedestrians dodged one after another.

Wang Lie smiled slightly, raised his hand and stretched it out slowly and quickly, Yin Liang retracted immediately, and the air flow dissipated at the same time, unexpectedly he just pinched the blade so lightly...

"Ask you something."

The Mongolian man was terrified. He once split a wild horse into two evenly with the knife, without any blood on it, but now he was pinched by the man in front of him.

He tried hard to pull out the blade, but it didn't move at all as if it was growing on a mountain.

"Tiemujin is probably in the tent over there now."

Immediately, not only the people around the big man changed their faces, they glanced at the direction of the big tent, and turned their heads and shouted: "Bold, how dare you call the name of the big Khan directly."