A man's low growl was heard outside, followed by the sound of messy footsteps.
They didn't speak her native language, but Su Yumo could understand their language.
After that trip to the grassland, Su Yumo became interested in their language.
Since you already know so many languages, wouldn’t it be even better if you learn your own language?
Su Yumo lowered his arms and looked towards the door. Two tall men in long robes walked in.
One has a big beard and the other has a scar on his face.
Su Yumo is 1.68 meters tall. In modern times, she doesn't need to dress up much when wearing a pair of high heels. Just standing there, her queen-like aura can crush everyone.
But now, standing between the two Mongolian men, she felt like a weak, pitiful and helpless little white rabbit.
The word "concave" is not enough to describe her current situation.
This is not what she imagined.
The two men lifted her up and walked out without saying a word.
Su Yumo panicked and shouted in his heart: System! System! What is going on now?
"Host, congratulations! You are approaching your capture target."
Su Yumo complained in his heart, couldn't this way of approaching be more elegant?
As soon as she got outside, the cold wind gave her a sense of relief.
She hugged her arms, shivering, and let the two men carry her like a dead fish.
After walking a few steps, the men placed Su Yumo like a carrot in front of a golden tent. This big tent looked more magnificent and grand than any other tent.
The aroma of barbecue and wine wafted in from the gap. Su Yumo put down his arm, leaned in to smell it, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.
So hungry!
Does the system take care of meals?
"Go in." One of the bearded men stood at the door and glanced at her.
Su Yumo faced the sharp gaze from above and took a cautious step forward.
The man couldn't bear to see her being so slow, so he pushed her from behind.
Su Yumo used his head to push the door curtain open. Fortunately, his lower body was stable enough and he just staggered a few times without falling flat on his face.
From childhood to adulthood, because of her identity, everyone was kind to her, not even those who spoke to her in a slightly harsher tone.
It was the first time Su Yumo was treated so rudely, and he got angry.
He straightened up and turned around to curse.
Unexpectedly, she was shocked by the person facing her.
He was a typical grassland man, with thick eyebrows, a high nose bridge, no beard, and a heroic face.
The thick black hair that modern people envy is casually draped behind her. If you look closely, you can see that it is tied into several small braids.
The only unusual thing was his eyes, which seemed to contain an eagle circling in the sky.
It observes its prey on the ground, and when the time is right, it swoops down and swallows it in one gulp, leaving no bone behind.
Su Yumo was frightened by the man's eyes and shuddered, and the thought of running away suddenly came to his mind.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the people sitting on both sides. There were about eight or nine of them. They were all tall and strong. Their heavy clothes could not hide their murderous aura.
She felt like a piece of fat on the table, maybe even worse, at most a piece of lean meat.
She took back her thoughts of forgiving the system.
Su Yumo was born and raised in the Jiangnan water town, where most men are gentle and handsome.
When traveling in the northwest, the people I met were all bold and straightforward. Although they were different from those in the south, they were all men, so there wasn't much difference.
The men here are more like their advanced version, primitive and wild, exuding the ferocity of wild beasts, with sharp fangs and bloody mouths full of blood.
She remembered what her father taught her since she was a child: no matter what, she must never lose her momentum. Even if she is at a disadvantage, she must give people the feeling that she has 10 million in her pocket and a thousand people behind her.
So she stood up straight, chest out, abdomen in, head held high, eyes looking straight at the man in front of her, clutching her skirt in her hands, silently cheering herself up.
I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid...
The man seemed to have no interest in Su Yumo's arrival. He glanced at her casually, then picked up the wine jar on the table and poured wine into his bowl.
If that person stared at her for a while longer, she was afraid she would not be able to bear it and would kneel down and shout "King".
People around were drinking and chatting.
"What a thin waist."
"Looks like a red fox."
"That chin can poke a person's face."
The sounds came one after another, like waves rushing towards the only person standing in the tent.
Su Yumo had heard countless compliments, but this was the first time he had heard such explicit and impolite words.
She gritted her teeth and told herself to bear with it.
After all, we can't beat them.
The first middle-aged man with silver hair sitting below the man spoke at this time.
He looked the oldest of them all, with a little gray in his hair and obvious wrinkles on his forehead, but he didn't look old at all.
At first glance, he looked a bit like the man sitting on the throne just now.
His back is straight, no less handsome than the young men present. I guess he was also a handsome and suave man more than ten years ago.
"Great Khan, it is said that women from the Western Regions are not only beautiful but also good at singing and dancing. Why not have her come to liven up our celebration?"
The Khan? That Stu? Is he the one she wants to capture?
When Su Yumo heard the information that was useful to him, he suppressed his fear and looked at the man in front of him carefully.
I found that if you ignore that piercing look, he looks pretty handsome overall.
Most people here were wearing gray-brown robes, but the same clothes made him look taller than the two men just now.
Maybe it’s because of the face.
In modern times, he would be a tough guy who could kick someone ten meters away.
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