Rescuing the Supporting Character

Most of the people living in exile are uncultivated barbarians. Wen Ruo took a large stack of silver tickets but could not buy what he wanted.

She couldn't believe that the barbarians actually stayed in the era of barter.

Even if she pulls the only wise elders in the family who can communicate, and repeatedly guarantees that these thin papers with light patterns and prints represent the gold and silver they like, and anyone can use this for half a year. There was something they really liked, and they still looked at her with a look of a swindler.

People who have goods do not understand, and people who know do not have what she wants.

Wen Ruo is completely sad, she has not counted such a situation, I know that I will buy more beautiful things to fool people...

Seeing my beloved young lady sadly looking at the silver ticket that turned into a pile of waste paper, Mo Mo was angry.

When he brought up the scabbard, he strode forward and shook his head with the beast fur and smiled at her barbarian.

Wen Ru is stunned to see the trading area that is still in full swing, and instantly becomes a fighting ground for chickens and dogs.

At the beginning, those unruly men could organize and fight back and fight effectively, but after they had not persisted for a long time, they were beaten by the anger of Mo Xie.

If the silver ticket is used, they will have no money! If you don't have the money, you can't buy the house items! Without a decent home, he can't marry a lady! Can't get married, he can only sleep in the cold land of hard state at night!

- How can he not burn in anger? !

The imposing Moxie is like a tiger into the flock, squatting with a group of big-eyed big men running east and west. Whoever is bad luck, he will be caught a little slower, and there will be a few gray throws on the man’s butt. Big foot prints.

The thick fur and all kinds of colorful hand-made gadgets are scattered in the center of the field, and there is no one within ten meters.

Mo Xie squinted and warned those who were hiding in the distance, those who were sore and swollen, not to sway, half a squat, only to indicate that the head was warm, and the tone was soft and inconsistent with the fierce expression on his face: "Miss, who likes to take it They will be willing to accept the money."

All eyes were gathered on her body at once, and it was really stressful.

She glanced over the circle and smiled at the grief-stricken eyes around her. She bent down and carefully picked up a gray, black, black skin that was closest to her. Then he returned to Mo Xie.

He saw a thick eyebrow, took the scabbard and pulled it in the goods, grabbed what he thought he could use, and stuffed it into the warm arms.

Wen is holding a lot of things, and his face is red. Seriously, although this feeling is very cool, but the length is so big, she really has not done such a powerful thing.

She lowered her head and did not dare to look at the expressions of the sufferings around her. She reached out from a pile of beautiful fur and handed it to Moxie: "...the silver ticket."

Mo Xie grabbed a barbarian from the good, and forced the silver ticket into his hands. As for how they should be divided, it was not something he cares about.

The small guard who successfully completed the task was in a good mood. He turned around and took the items in his arms. He smiled slightly and stalked his own lady home.

Wen is like a little daughter-in-law, rushing all the way to catch up.

When she came to sin, she was still sinful, and she was tight and safe. She took his clothes without shame.

From that day on, the barbarians who must report will enter the long-term tug-of-war with Moxie. From the beginning of the stone, mud, to the long bow, the javelin, the battle began to upgrade step by step.

But the wonderful thing is that they never go to harass the temperature.

Earlier, they slammed their windows unscrupulously, but after being repaired by angry Moxie, they were robbed of more things, and no one dared to move their house.

Wen Ru is now accustomed to his own guards to fight with the gang for three days. When the weather is good, she will move a small chair and lay a rabbit fur that can’t be seen. Sitting leisurely at the door, licking the seeds to appreciate their noise.

Mo Xie is very measured, the sword is never sheathed, and most of the places are thick fleshy buttocks and back.

He hasn't gotten his wife's dowry yet, and when he is fine, he is venting fire. Under normal circumstances, as long as they do not annoy him, he is at best to take the group of people away.

Of course, he will never tolerate the matter of throwing his house with stones.

After a long time, the other party slowly found out his temper.

The more uncivilized the place, the more faithful the fist is the truth. Mo Xie did not figure out what was going on, and he unconsciously became the "brother" in their mouth.

He doesn't catch a cold for this kind of address. There are no brothers in the hidden guards, only the masters.

What's more, the gangsters are still close to him by hunting in the mountains. Mo is very dissatisfied with this behavior.

But the young lady said that it is convenient for people and convenient for themselves. The neighbors must help each other to get along well. So he can only close one eye and let those people follow his ass, the big prey will solve it himself, and the smaller one will be kept for them.

When they saw the Moxie killing an adult bear, the war provoked by the silver ticket finally fell to a perfect conclusion.

A group of people carried a **** bear of more than 600 kilograms in a noisy manner, and hula squeezed into a small courtyard with a low voice. He shouted with a lame Zhongyuan dialect: "Sister, come out! We are coming to Monaco." is you!"

The temperature just drank into a sip of water is like "噗-" and it will be sprayed out!

She raised her eyes and had not had time to wipe the water stains on her mouth. She saw that Mo Xie was half-pushing and was pushed to the front by a group of big men who were afraid of the world.

His face was flushed, his dark twins were bright, and his lips curled and twisted for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence: "... Miss, the gift is enough."

When Wen was blind, he poked his chest with a smile: "And then?"

Plain white jade refers to the slender, poke on his strong chest is not painful, only the numbness of the heart, Moxie boldly to pull her little hand: "I want to marry you."

Wen Ruo did not answer, just smiled at him gently, the brilliance in his eyes was like a morning glow, then gently nodded: "Good."

Although I have thought about such a lot of scenes, but it is really at this moment, Mo Xie's heart is still stirring as if it is about to float out of the chest.

He completely forgot that there were still many people on the sidelines, and he forgot to warm up and turned around, then he heard the laughter on the side, and then he let go of her and squatted. People around.

It is a pity that this time, he couldn’t put a cold look.

The wedding banquet is set in the open space in front of the door, only there can accommodate the guests who have said that they are coming.

The people here are poor and simple, and have not learned the habit of eating big families. On that day, every household consciously took out the food to cook together. The atmosphere on the open space was full of laughter. Everyone laughed, just like holding a grand festival.

There is no black in the sky, and the elders who must be whitened will raise the torch to the front of Moxie. He is the most powerful warrior and the protagonist of today. It is up to him to ignite the campfire tonight.

The flames rose into the sky, and the orange light reflected on Mo's face. He looked back if he knew it.

Not far away, Wen Ru is a fiery wedding dress, and she is delicately placed on a stage of a half-person high-rise, and the audience is surrounded by a group of women.

He bent his mouth slightly and smiled softly at her. In the deep shackles, only the lady on the stage who smiled and stared at him, no one else.

Mo Xie is very proud. Tonight, Miss will really become his wife, crown his surname, and have children for him. This day will imprint a deep mark on his life.

This is a day worth remembering than ever, and it is not to be embarrassed.

But soon, Mo Xie found that he was too happy to be happy.

There are many people who want to get rid of his bride.

... very much.

Looking at the man who had danced well and danced closer to the high side, until later, the young men of the whole family rushed toward Wen.

These **** barbarians actually have the custom of grabbing the bride? ! Mo Xie is completely fried!

He slaps a few people who are fighting in front of him and wants to toast him. Falling in the air just happened to be the head of the crowd that squeezed to the table. He stepped on their heads unceremoniously, and looked at the warmth of the eyes as they swept away!

The man who had just climbed the stage had not had time to stand still, and he was beaten by a punch that flew out of the volley.

The place where the fist is located is also sinister. If you don’t touch it anywhere else, you will focus on your eyes. After a while, the panda eyes lying on the ground are...

Others saw the situation is not good, have changed direction to grab bridesmaids.

The beautiful barbarian girls dressed up were not tweaking, giggling and being resisted by the wicked men. Only a strong warrior can win the hearts of the beauty, but unfortunately, the most powerful one is already famous.

Mo Xie was annoyed and stood in front of Wen, who couldn’t stand the waist, and hugged her and ran to the house.

Until the kick kicked the door, the woman in her arms was still laughing, still laughing! Mo Mo angered: "I knew that I would finish the happy event and come to this broken place!" The same is true for the ceremony, and the wedding banquet is the same. Every one is different from what he expected. What is it?

Wen Ruo reluctantly held back his smile, not afraid that he was angry, but he was afraid that Mo was so angry that he could not even have a room.

She hooked his neck, fluttering long eyelashes, and softly and softly said: "Yang Gong, we should rest earlier."

Mo Xie immediately snorted, the momentum was weak and weak, and his face was red and pulled down her hand. He turned his head and went to the yard: "I will wash and wash you."

When he grinds the water and comes in, Wen has already taken off the robe outside, and only an ivory soft silk shirt leans obliquely on the edge of the bed. The ink of the ink color did not completely dissipate, just gently pull up the white jade plaque with a lily flower.

Her bright and transparent black cockroaches looked at him so gently and softly, and Moxie’s heartbeat was almost as good as the smash in his hand.

Seeing that he stiffly handed the wrought pan to his hand, Wen gently smiled. She did not pick up, but instead put her face in front of him, smiling and covering her eyes: "Help me rub."

Her skin is white and jade, and the thick eyelashes are cleverly placed on the lower eyelids. The collar is somewhat open, and the delicate clavicle can be seen in the faint.

Moxie fixed the god, carefully holding up her chin to wipe her cheeks, which was only a short while, and a thin layer of sweat on his smooth forehead.

He didn't want to be so nervous, but the right hand used to the sword always couldn't help but tremble. When he thought about what would happen next, he couldn't help but want to go outside to breathe.

"I... I am going to pour water..."

Moxie stuttered and stepped back. He turned to awkwardly and wanted to leave, but he was pulled by Wen. 2k novel reading network