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After Shen Mo finished speaking, he frowned slightly, and the atmosphere in the tent dropped in vain. More than a dozen eyes were on him, and the sharpest one looked at him, as if a saber was cutting his flesh inch by inch.

Urhan Batu tapped his fingers on the table, staring at the only boy in the grassland who dared to swear allegiance to him.

Lifting his eyelids to look at the large empty bowl, Mo Mo picked up the wine jar and poured the wine in, then cut off a few pieces of mutton with the machete on his waist and put them in another large bowl.

Seeming to be somewhat useful, Urhan Batu moved his facial muscles.

The next few big men watched in astonishment as the young man poured a bowl of wine, and they drank only one bowl of sweat.

After seven bowls of wine, Urhan Batu's face was obviously not as gloomy as before, and he shouted loudly, "Temu."

The man named Temu was slightly stunned, and looked at Urhan Batu hesitantly. Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, he got up and went out.

Mo Mo couldn't figure out the current situation, so he had to continue pouring wine for Urhan Batu.

After a while, there was a lot of movement behind him. He looked back, and then he was stunned.

Urhan Batu raised his chin slightly, "That grass horse is yours."

Looking at the small animal with a big red flower on its neck, which looks like a sheep or a camel, Shen Mo really knelt down.

Calling such a high-end foreign style name, is it really scientific?

"Khan, isn't that a gift for the Yan family?" Ba Kuo licked his lips, "It is said that the skin of women in the Celestial Dynasty is as smooth as silk."

When mentioning the Celestial Dynasty, Urhan Batu's brows froze for a moment, and he said nonchalantly, "Change to a grass cow."

And grass cows?The frowning Shen Mo's mouth twitched uncontrollably, pulling the big red flower on the grass horse's neck.

"Thank you, Great Khan, for the reward."

Uerhan Batu said nothing, and threw a jar of wine over.

"It's done, it's done!" There were boos from around, and Ba Kuo even yelled at the top of his voice.

Shen Mo swallowed, picked up the wine jar, raised his head and drank it, the spilled spirits slid down his chin, and wet the front skirt of his neck.

His mouth was clogged with acrid and pungent taste, and a fire was burning in his stomach. He put the empty jar on the table, and propped his hands on the table to breathe.

Urhan Batu laughed loudly, and slapped his palm over, covering his head in silent conditioned reflex, but who knew that the palm landed on his buttocks, making a slap.

Men in the prairie have always been wild and brave, and dared to express their inner emotions. Urhan Batu stared at Silence without covering up, and squeezed his hand without any scruples.

"Your ass is pretty bouncy."

The others were stunned at first, wouldn't Da Khan have taken a fancy to this young man?Huge cheers followed.

Enduring the burning pain in his buttocks, Mo Mo burped, and pointed at the suspicious wetness of Urhan Batu's crotch. The wide trousers can be lifted up, and the size should not be underestimated.

"The sweaty bird seems to be in good spirits."

Rough big hands rubbed his crotch, and Urhan Batu laughed heartily, "It wants to fly."

Not to mention Ba Kuo, even several other clan members shuddered. The last time Khan laughed like this, several women in the clan died.

The fine wine in the grassland is very strong, and once you drink it, it is easy to get drunk. Shen Mo felt that his brain was swollen and painful. He wiped the wine from his mouth with the back of his hand, and shook his head vigorously. Pulling the skirt of his clothes, he said to himself, "Fly, fly quickly."

Squinting his eyes to see the young man undoing his clothes in a daze, his gaze rested on his slightly parted lips. Urhan Batu rolled his protruding Adam's apple, "This kid is drunk."

In the next moment, the boy fell headlong to the ground.

Men on the prairie who don't know how to drink are just like women who don't know how to have children, so they will be despised.

No, boos sounded immediately, Ba Kuo was ordered to go over and clamp the young man under his arms, compared with his big man, the young man was even weaker.

Opening the curtain of the tent and going out, he saw a silver wolf standing in front of him with a fierce look in his eyes, Ba Kuo swallowed his saliva, "He's not dead, he's just drunk."

After finishing speaking, he threw the boy on the silver wolf's back. He watched the silver wolf leave with the boy on his back, stroked his mustache, and his eyes were filled with admiration.

After making sure that he was far away, Shen Mo, who was lying on the wolf king's back, opened his eyes, not a little bit drunk, he lowered his eyes and began to wonder whether the step just now was successful.

A little girl sitting outside a tent playing on the ground stared wide-eyed at the silver wolf passing by, and shrank into the middle-aged man's arms in fear, "Father, what is big brother doing?"

The middle-aged man stroked the little girl's hair, his tone was serious, and his face was full of awe, "It should be taming a wolf..."

The wolf is the master of the grassland, the most ferocious animal, and those who can tame it are worthy of respect.

In fact, it was just the silence of dozing off with the wolf king in his arms: ...

In the afternoon, there were many red spots on Shen Mo's body, and he had a splitting headache. At noon, he thought his body could drink.

Feed some green grass to the grass horse, silently rubbing his temples, "111, do you have any medicine for hangover?"

"Ding, only drunk people."

"forget it."

Mo Mo turned around in the tent a few times, and found many marks on his body. Finally, he took out the map of the Dokele Grassland and found a remote river.

After finally staying up until dark, he planned to take a bath with the wolf king, but was stopped by Ba Kuo, followed by a girl who seemed to be called Crescent Moon.

"Here you are." The girl took off the cloth scarf on her head and stuffed it into Shen Mo's hands, then ran away quickly with her head down.

"Yueya'er has fallen in love with you, tsk, she is the most beautiful girl in our grassland." Ba Kuo had an envious face and a sour tone.

Shen Mo played with the cloth towel in his hand, according to the usual customs of the grassland, if he also had interest in Yue Ya'er, he would shoot down an eagle and send it over tomorrow.

Ba Kuo saw that the young man was not interested, he rolled his eyes, "Little brother, does the bird in your crotch have something..."

Shen Mo threw the cloth towel to the old wolf king, who grabbed it in his mouth and ran towards the direction where Yue Yaer ran away.

"I like men." Seeing Ba Kuo's doubts, the corners of his lips curled up silently, "I especially like powerful men."

"You...you...don't come here!" Bakuo's face turned pale immediately, his two well-developed pectoral muscles trembled, and he took a few steps back, "I'm going to scream if I come here again!"

Silence is full of black lines, should I say something at this time?