The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

The stalwart tartar who carried the woman in was gone, and the gold and silver nest surrounded by fireworks was originally decorated with original ecology. Animal heads and animal skins were hung everywhere. The space was very large. Tables, chairs, benches, short stone tables, grass mounds or woven blankets are filled with Tartars with fat buttocks and big hips, almost all of them are middle-aged Tartars. Twenty or thirty people are scattered around the low stone table, howling and clapping. There are people with wine glasses on the table, people who eat all kinds of things, and all kinds of fools. In the noisy wine shop, there are big bowls of wine and big bowls of meat, which is a mess.

Lan Xishu quickly scanned the environment of the Jinyin Nest. There was a back door on the north wall, and people kept coming in and out through the back door. Lan Xishu was not sure whether the back door was inside the Jin Yin Nest or through the outside world.

"Hi!" A round-faced tartar suddenly climbed up from the nearest stone table, squinted his eyes and ran towards Lan Xishu. Lan Xishu thought he was going out, so he hurriedly turned aside.

Who would have thought that this bald man with braids behind his ears stuck to Lan Xishu's sideways when he passed by, and stuck his shoulders to Lan Xishu, because the person who came did not use strong force, and Lan Xishu did not Responding sharply, he touched the Tartar's shoulder with his shoulder and elbow, stabilizing the Tartar's half-wall attachment.

The exquisite Mongolian scimitar on the waist of this Tartar made Lan Xishu focus on it. Mongolian Tartars are known for their martial arts and combativeness.

Tartar did not take advantage of the situation to stand firm, but rested his weight on Lan Xishu's shoulders and elbows supporting him with peace of mind. Outsiders didn't know it, but they saw this ecstatic imperial concubine leaning on Lan Xishu's side like a drunk. On the chest, because Lan Xishu is half a head short, he looked at Lan Xishu with squinted eyes and looked at Lan Xishu very ambiguously.

"Hey! Is there any stock?" The oily face was facing Lan Xishu, and Lan Xishu understood the Chinese dialect when he was drunk, and the alcohol sprayed Lan Xishu's face directly. Feeling sick, he frowned slightly, held his breath and was about to twitch his shoulders and dodge someone, suddenly he didn't notice that the bear's paws of this tartar suddenly went down, and he grabbed his lifeblood with all his hands.

My mother!It's terrible!Except for my little brother, no one has ever been directly touched like this. It's not pain, but a feeling that is hard to explain. Lightning struck Lan Xishu all over his body.

"There are goods! There are birds! Woohaha!" Once the round-faced tartar succeeded, he smiled ghostly and wanted to have fun again.

Lan Xishu was furious, and withdrew his shoulders and cut his palms to separate the bear's paws. Taking advantage of the slight sway of the tartar's body, he lunged with his right foot, and the wolf with its teeth and claws bared was howling. Xie's tree fell down, and the mouse didn't see the tartar attacking Lan Xishu's crotch ambiguously from behind, but clearly saw the movement of Lan Xishu's feet, and the mouse knew that Lan Xishu had been deflated just now when he heard the tartar's proud and weird cry Now, I saw the Tartars falling to my side like a pig, simply falling into trouble, jumping up and down in a panic, the foothold of the boots almost coincided with the landing of the Tartars with their big hands on the ground. Twist the toes and nail it for a while, and then it will jump like a chicken and a dog.

Lan Xishu was very satisfied with the mouse's cooperation with him, and relieved his anger slightly.

Tartar was in so much pain that he didn't have time to shake his bear's paw, so he lay down on the ground with a muffled sound.

The Tartar next to him laughed loudly, no one paid attention to the cooperation between Lan Xishu and the mouse, they all thought that this round-faced Tartar could not steal the chicken, so he missed it!

Lan Xishu folded his robe, ignored the screaming man on the ground, and walked in, but this half-drunk tartar was also nimble, and when he got up, he turned his palm and pulled Lan Xishu's right shoulder, This time Lan Xishu was vigilant, with eyes in the back of his head. Hearing the wind, he turned his shoulders, kept his head and eyes straight, and grabbed the tartar's fleshy neck with precision, and hurried forward. The mouse is really clever. Seeing that Tartar was being controlled by Lan Xishu to lean forward, he made a flurry of movements at the right time, and lifted his toe to hook Tartar's left ankle. At this time, Lan Xishu grasped Tartar's wrist and felt the change of Tartar's center of gravity. He also let go in time, and took a quick step forward. The tartar's strange call was still lingering, and he threw himself on Lan Xishu's handsome back.

This time it was more serious than the fall just now, both bear paws of the tartar were numb, his fat chin almost hit the bluestone hard ground, and he was injured somewhere, his mouth was full of blood, but the tartar was also stubborn, He raised his head like a pig's head, and it stood upright.

The mouse was close to Lan Xishu, with his arms bent to gain momentum, and was held down by Lan Xishu.

The mouse dodges, Lan Xishu bends his shoulders and elbows, and Lan Xishu pushes the ashen-faced tartar half a foot away while spitting blood. The tartar suddenly froze, glaring at Lan Xishu like a plague god. Still motionless, Lan Xishu was still puzzled, he had no intention of taking the initiative to attack, he just wanted to see the tricks and kill the prestige of this Tartar and let it out of his anger, after all, the lurking caravan came here not to fight for power after a long journey Competitive.

"What is this for! Why do you have to be impatient to make fun of me? Tuotuo!" On the shoulders of Tuantuan's face, a white and fat woman's fingers undulated softly like playing a piano, and a woman turned to Tuantuan's face with a smile on her face. Son, it turned out that she petrified this Tartar.

Lan Xishu withdrew in relief, and distanced himself from the round-faced Tartar. The tartar's sleeves flew, and he wiped off the bloody scum on the corners of his mouth and chin in two or three strokes.

The woman who appeared suddenly looked at Lan Xishu carefully, and Lan Xishu felt that every inch of his skin had been ruthlessly touched by this woman's eyes.

This is a Tartar woman who is less than 30 years old. She is wearing a sable right lapel gown. A belt around her waist tightly tightens her slender waist. It sets off her breasts and her buttocks are well-shaped. The goods, just look at the cutting and workmanship is not deep and exquisite, after all, it is not the craftsmanship of Guannei.

The Tartar woman has curved eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose and full lips, and she doesn't necessarily need to wear makeup. Although her complexion is not fair, when the lights are flickering and she is set off by a sable velvet dress, her appearance is extraordinarily charming and charming. This kind of wild and flamboyant charm is not possessed by women in the pass, even if it is a spoiled princess from a wealthy family, you can't see this kind of temperament on the face.

The narrow sleeves are high, and the two seductive arms are bare and crossed in front of the chest, which makes the breasts bulge out. This pair of fat babies is a bit too much, and it really makes people suspect that there is any stuffing inside.

When this Tartar woman was looking at Lan Xishu, Lan Xishu was also looking at her from top to bottom without any scruples. Many Tartars in the gold and silver nest stood up, and there was a loud whistle, and some people booed and screamed strangely. Chinese is mixed with Mongolian which Lan Xishu cannot understand.

"Guga is not flowery! Come on! Woohoo!"

There was even a high-pitched whistling sound from the Tartars sucking their mouths, and the whole gold and silver nest became a mess.

Lan Xishu insisted that this Tartar woman had become the focus of the gold and silver nest.

"You just came here?" The Tartar woman ignored the shouting and shouting of the people around her, she bit her lip and teased Lan Xishu with her eyes: "My name is Cha'er Huahua, and everyone on your side calls me Huanu !"

Except for Tuotuo, Buhua, and fungus, the rest of the Tatar names are hard to pronounce, Huanu?This is simple and smooth, and it's a bit cheap!

"I'm new here! Third Young Master Lan!" Lan Xishu wondered if the Tatar woman in front of him was the proprietress of Jinyinwo, and she couldn't make enemies with her, so she pretended to be extremely refined and elegant. A man like Xishu is extremely lethal to the woman in front of him.

The local men are too strong, so a flexible and fresh one came out of nowhere, and Hua Nu was immediately attracted.

Lan Xishu's slight smile made his cold face look neither humble nor arrogant, but his eyes revealed a domineering look that swept over everything and looked down on everything.

Lan Xishu wondered why women are so alive in this place.

Hua Nu's eyes were overwhelmed by Lan Xishu's unyielding expression of not showing weakness. Once a woman is conquered psychologically, even her natural wildness will fade a lot.

The contest of eyes consumed too much energy of Hua Nu, Hua Nu lowered her crossed arms, her chest trembled, it was genuine!

"I'm here to find someone! By the way, I'm looking for a way to get rich." Lan Xishu watched Hua Nu narrow his winking eyes and play with his round jaw with his fingertips, and lowered his head a little bit. What do you think, but Hua Nu thought that Lan Xishu was sending some kind of signal, so he couldn't wait to meet Lan Xishu's ambiguous invitation, twisted his waist and raised his arms, and put half of his body on Lan Xishu's shoulder, because Lan Xishu was tall. , this action of Hua Nu's entire upper body was affected, her breasts were pressing, and Lan Xishu's arms immediately felt oppressed.

Lan Xishu instinctively wanted to pull away, but thinking about it was wrong, he stabilized, Hua Nu's body followed his slight sway and rubbed against Lan Xishu's arm, which was good, Lan Xishu fully felt Hua Nu's pairing. Full elasticity of the bust.

Lan Xishu didn't do it on purpose, but Hua Nu thought that Lan Xishu did it on purpose. Ming men are just different, flirting is so subtle and intriguing.