"They all call you Mr. Wu, what is your full name?" I don't know how Princess Rouge found the dungeon where Wu Yonglin was imprisoned. Looking at Wu Yonglin who was stunned in the prison, she asked boldly.

Wu Yonglin looked at each other and smiled at her, then said seriously: "This is not the place you should come."

"Can you tell me why you were locked up here?" Princess Rouge asked curiously, but her eyes showed great interest in Goji in Wu Yonglin's chessboard.

"Don't you think you might be dangerous here? I'm a guy who can cause trouble, and that's why I'm locked up here."

"Do you want to go out from here?" When Princess Rouge proposed this condition that was enough to move anyone, she wanted to get the kind of gratitude and excitement she wanted from Wu Yonglin's eyes, but it did not appear. In the end, she was a little confused about the guy who was not surprised by the favor and disgrace in front of her.

“I will be free through my own efforts.”

"Then the reward for Kubai this time..." Princess Rouge swallowed her words again. Although she showed great favor to the man in front of her who had passed three levels in a row, she could not let her golden branches and jade leaves be put on.

Wu Yonglin seemed to understand Princess Rouge's purpose this time and said indirectly: "In fact, there are so many Tubo warriors participating in this competition, you can choose more in the middle."

The fallen flowers are intentional, and the flowing water is ruthless. At this moment, Wu Yonglin is in prison and bears thousands of lives. He really can't be interested in the beauty, and he can only do King Xiang's polite rejection of the goddess.

Princess Rouge was unclear about this ambiguous reply, but instead showed a strong interest in his unreliable spirit of being able to bow down to the powerful and wealth that was within reach.

"Do you know why I don't hate you Wei Chao people? Because the teacher who taught me Chinese was a great sage of Wei Chao. She has always praised the bravery and courageous people of Wei Chao, and I have seen the kind of backbone that other Wei Chao people rarely have in you."

"Actually I..."

"I will continue to pay attention to you in the next competition, and I hope you don't let me down."

Wu Yonglin is one of the top two. If a woman in this world doesn’t understand human words, she will still...

When Duanmuli returned to the dungeon just after the competition, Duanmuxiong and his son were also surprised when they saw Princess Rouge. Wu Yonglin's charm was too great. He actually asked the daughter of King Yundan to come to see him in this place. When Duanmuxiong saw Princess Rouge leave, he didn't want to leave for a moment. The place that should be big is big, and the place that should be small is small. In his eyes, it is a fairy princess. Can he marry such a beauty in the future? He dared not continue thinking, because the competition these few days has made him a little forgetful. No matter how hard he tried, he had to return to this reality: he was always a son of a prisoner and a sheep-herding baby.

"I like that girl just now?" Wu Yonglin asked with a smile as he looked at Duanmu Xiong whose soul was about to fall out.

Duanmu Xiong nodded first, then began to shake his head wildly. He was so panicked that he didn't know what to do. He looked at his father with his eyes shining at him, and hid behind Wu Yonglin with guilt.

"Mr. Wu, you have seen it too. This is still a big child and can't even say what you like."

"I don't think he is like a child. Now he is as strong as a hill. I guess he has been stealing a lot, right?"

"I don't like him." Duanmu Xiong looked at the curious gazes that Tsomuli and Wu Yonglin cast, and realized that he had missed it, but there was nothing to hide about this matter, so he rescued the little white wolf in a scattered manner, and the wolf king kept thanking all the things he kept thanking.

Cumli next to him had heard of such a novel thing, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't believe that his son would encounter such a good thing. When he took the string of hanging decorations from Duanmuxiong's neck, he showed a look of surprise. For a moment, he fell into deep thought. Today, Cumhun locked the three of them together because the next team competition was next, and some tactics still need to be studied with each other. Cumhun seemed to be no longer so hostile to Wu Yonglin's capture of Kubai. Wu Yonglin was too lazy to think about what tricks he was thinking behind his back. The soldiers came to block the water and soil, and he responded to all changes. If he lost, he would have to accompany them to the ancient tomb. Maybe he would meet the Zhugan brothers again and take this opportunity to take him back.

At this time, Tsomuli sat alone in the corner and carefully studied the string of hanging decorations, while Wu Yonglin showed a strong interest in what Duanmuxiong had eaten over the years.

"You mean you often eat some mushrooms? And after each time you eat them, how much more strength will you be than usual?"

"Well, it's just that every time I eat too much, I will have a nosebleed."

"Is that thing still?"

"That's too much. I can eat so much by myself. I secretly hid it after drying it."

Wu Yonglin thought that Yue Fei was finally saved. Most of the things hidden by Duanmu Xiong were immortal branches and grass. Those wolves lived among the mountains and ridges, and many places that humans could not reach may be easy for them. So how did these spiritual wolves show that these things are beneficial to people? Wu Yonglin couldn't understand them now.

"Can we sell those things to me after we go out? I have an urgent need."

"Brother Wu, you're joking. I'm not very useful for keeping those things. You just need to take them away."

"Why are you so embarrassed? Then I'm not polite."

Tsomuli next to him suddenly had his eyes lit up and said in a forgot way: "I understand, I understand."

The calming world Tongcuo Muli finally told this mythical and unreal anecdote: During the Shang Dynasty, Tubo was almost hit by the Rongdi people from the outside. At this time, a Tubo warrior with wisdom and courage stood up and wiped out thousands of Rongdi people in the Bison Valley with his own strength, but since then, he disappeared. Some people say that God sent him to save the Tubo tribe. He was a god. After completing his mission, he returned to heaven.

"Then what's going on with this thing in your hand?"

"A ancestor witnessed the scene when the warrior used his bone flute to drive the wolf pack to attack the Rongdi people."

"Then he still remembers how this bone flute was used?"

When the original legendary story became a reality, even if there was such a way of playing, it would probably have disappeared from the long river of history after passing.
Chapter completed!