After dawn, Duanmu Xiong burned a bucket of hot water for the first time and brought it to Wu Yonglin and the Tubo people named Doroba. Wu Yonglin and Doroba were still stunned at that time.

"Our master loves to clean it. Let's wash it before going to see him."

Wu Yonglin smiled like a sunshine. For a moment, there were waves of "swinging" sounds of water hitting the water at the door of the haystack room. After Wu Yonglin and Duanmu Xiong washed away all their dew and dust, they showed their original true face, and they still looked unrestrained and unrestrained, but there was a little more undetectable calmness and sophistication. The bucket of clear water next to them was already as black as ink, which made the two of them laugh awkwardly for a while. The bald head who followed Wu Yonglin just washed his hands symbolically.

When a girl with a ponytail and darkened face saw three people with a strong ponytail, she was already moved and wanted to walk forward to express her love to these people. But when she heard that these people were visiting her Master Tsomuhun, she had already pounced into the felt tent like the wind.

When the girl appeared in front of the three of them again, she made a smile that Duanmu Xiong could never forget. He saw the girl's smile like a peach blossom. The girl who was originally disdainful of him enjoyed a VIP treatment because she stood next to Wu Yonglin and Doroba and the others, and for the first time he was allowed to enter the master's residence.

Wu Yonglin stood at the door of the felt tent and looked around. The felt tent was too particular than Duanmuxiong. The ground was covered with spotless pure white carpets, and the body of the felt tent was neatly surrounded by circles of knitted navy blue plaids, which looked at both atmospheric and unconventional. The gaps between the plaids were decorated with various exquisitely crafted decorations. When they just entered, the cold wind poured into them together drove a nice sound of wind chimes. Wu Yonglin knew that this guy was a person who knew how to enjoy it.

In the middle of the felt tent, a man casually supported his fat body with his elbows. Perhaps he was used to being pampered. There were no traces of other Tubo people being tanned on his face, but as white as those Wei Dynasty merchants. Next to him, there were two beautiful women. One of them sucked fresh goat milk into the cherry mouth and fed it to the mouth of the lying man. The man also rubbed the woman's plump breasts freely, making her blush and dry. The man next to him might know that someone had come in, so he stopped further teasing.

Wu Yonglin cursed in his heart: The lives of these chiefs are too corrupt. Damn, this is the life that people live. In the future, I will also live such a good life of clothes and food.

Compared with Doroba who seemed to be nothing next to him, Duanmuxiong swallowed his saliva several times at this time. The two graceful and orderly women wearing transparent silk clothes showed the boundless spring scenery inside the silk skirt, the forest was dangerous, and the gentle smile on their faces that could strengthen everything, Duanmuxiong had already been immersed in the charming colors of random thoughts and could not extricate himself for a long time.

The guy named Tsomuhun raised his hand lazily and waved his hand. Duanmuxiong stared at the two almost naked women nostalgic and disappeared into the felt tent that made him linger. Since his mission has been completed, he must answer his post. This place is not a place for people like him to stay for a long time.

Just as Duanmu Xiong left, he ran into a thin, pointed-eared man at the door of the felt tent. After he looked Duanmu Xiong with a yin falcon-like look, he showed a look that only Duanmu Xiong knew. The cold feeling behind him came back. Duanmu Xiong lowered his head and left hurriedly like a trot. The man's face was even more unrestrained and a smile of contempt. However, this seemingly inadvertent scene was captured by Wu Yonglin who was doing nothing at the moment and looked around. Perhaps, he could do something for Duanmu Xiong to be grateful for his kindness of taking in and introducing, let alone we are friends.

Doroba had already chatted with Tsomuhun there. Doroba looked back at Wu Yonglin from time to time. Wu Yonglin occasionally guessed from Doroba's lost eyes that the person he came to find this time might not be as easy to find as he imagined.

Wu Yonglin is dressed in a big beard. After the man who had just come in, he saluted Tsomuhun, and Tsomuhun also introduced him to Doroba, who looked like a torch and stood majestic. At this moment, this man's attention was not at all on him. He thought Wu Yonglin was just the personal bodyguard of the man chatting with Tsomuhun, because Wu Yonglin was carrying an ordinary iron knife behind his back. In this way, the man joined the conversation between the two. Tsomuhun stared at Wu Yonglin intentionally or unintentionally from time to time, but there was a hint of malicious intention in his eyes. Wu Yonglin was like a torch, and he could see who was a little bit of a little Jiujiu at one glance. Then he looked at the thin man next to Tsomuhun. It was obvious that he was not a good person. Later, he found out that this man was Awang.

What surprised Wu Yonglin the most was that these two guys actually kept them here as guests. Although Wu Yonglin didn't understand what they said in the first conversation, judging from Doroba's expression of leaving, it may be quite a bit of a problem to find that person or gain their trust in order to obtain more useful information.

When Doroba and Wu Yonglin stepped into a separate felt tent prepared for them by Tsomuhun, Wu Yonglin saw the specific location of Awang's felt tent and kept it in his heart. He observed carefully around the felt tent for a while, and after no one was listening to the corner of the wall, the "Dorba" began to slowly recount the content of the conversation to Wu Yonglin.

This "Doroba" was carefully modified by Chun Hong and others, and completely followed the Tubo people's wearable characteristics and living habits. Jiumo Xuankong Li Dai Tao Zoon replaced Doroba to explore the tone of these people.

After all, it remains to be considered how these people are about Doroba. After all, Doroba fled from Tubo as a fugitive. Although Tsomuli was once a powerful general under Doroba, the tea was gone, and even Tsomuli was no longer alive. He learned from his younger brother Tsomuhun that Tsomuli returned to his hometown after losing Qingtang City, he was intercepted and killed by Weichao people halfway. And where to go next, even Wu Yonglin was a little in trouble.

"You can rest here first. I'll go to Duanmuxiong's cabin to talk to him about something."

After Wu Yonglin finished speaking, he sneaked out while the night was falling. When he was about to leave Awang's felt tent that had just arrived accidentally, a guy with a stingy eyebrow broke out of the door and galloped away. He seemed to be still capturing a letter in his hand. Wu Yonglin secretly followed him out of curiosity.

After the man rode a fierce horse and ran away overnight, Wu Yonglin realized that things were a little bad, because the man did not go to the direction he had just caught, but went towards Qingtang City, which was not far from Qingtang City. If there was a post station for changing horses in the middle of the journey, the man only needed to gallop overnight for eight hours to arrive.
Chapter completed!