The death of the Black Moon Witch is a big deal for the Western Turks, but it is impossible to prevent the Eight Tribes from proceeding as usual.

Early the next morning, Cui Bugugui and they had just changed their clothes and washed up. Mu Ge, the maid next to Jinlian, brought breakfast and waited for them to finish their meal before taking them to the meeting.

"Mr. Cui, my master asked you, if you want to see the body of the great witch, she can try to arrange it, but you can't stay for too long." Mu Ge said.

Last night, the second prince deliberately targeted Feng Xiao, and then Feng Xiao appeared in the second prince's tent again. Jin Lian was just slow to react. At this time, she realized that it was unusual. What's more, she had seen Feng Xiao's martial arts with her own eyes. If Feng Xiao was plotted by the second prince, it would undoubtedly be the sun to hit the west. It was impossible. She even suspected that the death of the Black Moon Witch was related to Feng Xiao, but Cui did not deny it. They did not have a reason to do so.

However, the Second Prince, with his fearless nature, is likely to kill the great witch, and blame Cui Buqu and others for such a thing.

In Qiemo City, Jinlian had seen Cui Buyou's ability to take the autopsy, so she naturally hoped that he would take action again and found out the cause of the death of the great witch.

Cui Buqun shook his head and said, "In order to destroy the corpse, the murderer killed people and burned them. I'm afraid that it has been foolproof. Now, I can't find anything."

Mu Ge seemed to understand but she would tell Jinlian this.

Cui Bugu and Fengxiao had a delicious Turkic breakfast, so he followed Muge to the Green Grass Lake.

This lake is named after the green grass reflected around it. It is translated into Chinese as Green Grass Lake.

Neither early nor late, nor too late, but also surrounded by attendants, they arrived almost the same time as them.

He lost his anger from last night, glanced at Cui Buqi and Fengxiao, and had a malicious curve in the corner of his mouth. He must have come up with some bad idea to deal with them.

Fo Er's gaze stayed on Feng Xiao for a long time, and then moved away thoughtfully.

"He saw that I was injured." Feng Xiao said.

The reason why a master is a master is not only because of his high martial arts skills, but also because of his sharp eyesight and decisive judgment. Feng Xiao claims that his martial arts ranks among the top ten or even the top five in the world, but his confidence comes from strength, not arrogance and blindness. Fo Er has fought with him twice, and he is very clear about the other party's strength and is only comparable to him. In other words, Fo Er can also rank among the top ten in the world.

If Feng Xiao was not injured, Fo Er had to think about it. However, after last night's farce, Fo Er was sure that Feng Xiao was injured and his injuries were not light, otherwise he would not need to cover up the smell of blood, so Fo Er would definitely try every means to force Feng Xiao to take action today.

The so-called alliance is not about everyone sitting around and talking about everything in harmony. The Turkic people’s methods are simple and crude. First, they can see the best and the worst with their martial arts. If you win, I respect you as a strong man. Everything is easy to talk about, but if you lose... If the envoys of the Sui Dynasty are so vulnerable, how can people believe that the power and reliability of the Sui Dynasty are?

Choi Bulu said, "He will likely ask to fight you alone."

Feng Xiao: "Then kill me in full view of everyone."

Cui Bugui nodded.

Only in this way can one achieve the effect of killing people and shocking the entire audience.

Feng Xiao laughed lazily: "Then I'm really scared."

The conversation between the two was interrupted because Apo Khan came.

The arrival of Khan means the beginning of the alliance. Everyone has fine wine and delicacies. Apo Khan raised his glass and stood up, thanking everyone for coming from afar. He also specially ordered the envoys of the Sui Dynasty and the envoys of Sha Boluo Khan, and gave wine to Cui Buqu and Foer separately, and said a lot of conversations.

In Cui Bulu's opinion, this Turkic Khan was still quite clear when he was not addicted to beauty.

Sha Bo was a little aggressive and sent Foer to coerce Apo Khan to form an alliance. He probably made many benefits for this. Foer arrived at Sanmi Mountain a few days before them, so it was because they were troubled when Cui Budd arrived at Sanmi Mountain yesterday.

But when Apo Khan saw that the Sui Dynasty was not easy to mess with, it was a tough trick to crack, he immediately changed his position and treated them with politeness. Even the death of the Black Moon Witch last night did not take the opportunity to attack. Instead, he calmed down the situation and let Cui Bu go and they spend a peaceful night.

Just as Cui Bu was drifting away, Apo Khan still spoke to everyone with a cheerful smile. It seemed that the death of the Black Moon Witch last night did not affect his new Turkic concubine.

He clapped his hands and several Turkic warriors stepped forward, carried scimitars and began to wave.

Unlike the Kucha music and dance last night, today is a sword dance that is completely masculine. This sword dance evolved from real swords and guns on the battlefield is full of murderous aura. Several warriors move in the same movements, swelling from time to time, exuding a simple and simplicity, which is unique.

But few people can really calm down and appreciate it. Many people pay more attention to the next competition. The envoys of the small Western Regions countries were thinking about how to show off, the small Turkic tribes around them were thinking about how to avoid being annexed, and the second prince thought about how to make Cui not go and they were in trouble. The eldest prince recalled that he had the courage to argue with his younger brother out of thin air last night, and was a little excited. He thought about finding another opportunity to suppress the arrogant brother. Apo Khan held the beauty and whispered and laughed, looking at Daowu happily, and didn't take everyone's reaction at all.

As for Buddha's ears—

He looked at Feng Xiao from afar through the warrior, and after a moment, he showed a meaningful smile.

It seems to be saying: I know you were injured and the injury is not light. In the past, we were evenly matched, but today, I must die.

After the sword dance, the warriors dispersed. The second prince finally waited for the opportunity. He stood up and looked around everyone with a proud and satisfied expression. Then he said to Apo Khan: "Father Khan, in the past, the alliances also started with martial arts competitions, but I think that since there are a few more honorable guests this year, the rules should also change, otherwise, it will be too disrespectful to them."

Jinlian knew what he was thinking when she heard this, and immediately opposed it: "Khan, the alliance competition is already a grand event in Sanmi Mountain. It is only by changing it easily that it means disrespecting the guests."

Apo Khan raised his hand to stop her and asked the second prince with interest: "How to make a reform?"

The second prince glanced at Jinlian proudly and said, "In the past, the competition started with riding and shooting, and the accuracy of the head and distance were the winner. But Foer is the best master of the East and West Turks. Such a comparison is too insulting. It is better to ride a horse and hold fresh fruits alone. The archer must be at a distance of a hundred steps away, and the one who hits fresh fruits is the winner."

When the people present heard this, most of them hissed and gasped.

A hundred steps to penetrate the Yang is enough to be a master, so what if that Yangye is running all the time?

And it is not moving at a constant speed, it is being held in the hand and moving as the horse rushes up and down. It would be fine if it is accidentally shot in the air. What if it is only a slight difference, what if the person holding the fresh fruit is shot?

To put it bluntly, it's just a target.

The second prince made up his mind not to let Cui Bulu and Fengxiao go easily, and of course he would not let the archer find a slave to take the fresh fruit on the field.

"Arrowers and target holders must have certain identities and cannot be replaced by slave servants."

Fo Er quivered and said, "The Second Prince has a good idea, so let me start the lottery!"

Before Apo Khan or Choi could object, he let the deputy envoy who came with him get on the horse with an apple and then gallop forward.

The horse ran hundreds of steps away and was turned around and galloped backwards. Then Fo Er picked up the bow and arrow, pulled the bow, poured it into the internal force, and shot it steadily!

Everyone squinted their eyes and looked at the arrows straight ahead.

It is absolutely impossible for an ordinary sharpshooter to shoot at this distance, because the range of the bow itself must be considered. The bow in Foer's hand can only be opened a hundred steps away, not more.

But after injecting internal force, the arrow reached about a hundred steps and still did not slow down. Instead, it continued to fly forward until it hit the apple in the hands of the Turkic deputy envoy.

The cheers of tsunami sounded suddenly, and almost everyone slapped. No matter what grudges Sha Boluo had with them or whether they were in ally, the arrow of Foer was indeed amazing, and the strong were worthy of awe.

Fo Er lowered his bow and arrow calmly, looked at Fengxiao, and smiled.

He had seen that among the three, Cui Buqun knew how to do martial arts, and it was even more impossible to use a bow to shoot. Qiao Xian’s martial arts skills were good, but good martial arts did not mean that archery was accurate. This was a skill to test his eyesight. Otherwise, there would be no special archers in the army. Even if Qiao Xian practiced archery, he would never be able to rush to shoot from a hundred meters away like himself, with an apple of such a small target. Anyone who performed inferior to him could be regarded as losing.

It seems nothing to lose an archery game, but what Cui Buqu and others lost was not only the prestige and face of the Sui Dynasty among the countries in the Western Regions, but also the possibility of losing Apo Khan who ultimately chose to surrender to.

If they don't want to lose, Fengxiao has to play in person—

That would be even better. Because Feng Xiao was injured, pulling a bow and shooting an arrow would definitely pull the wound and aggravate the injury. Even if they win the first game, they will definitely lose in the next second game.

Fo Er's smile became deeper.

How do you solve this situation?

No matter how you solve it, you will lose.

Cui Buqi frowned slightly, as if he was a little worried, so he turned around and said something to Feng Xiao.

The latter showed dissatisfaction, and the two seemed to have a slight dispute, but it quickly subsided.

In Fu Er's eyes, this is undoubtedly a disagreement within the enemy.

If there are differences in front of the battlefield and people are uneven, it is easier to lose.

He thought with a relaxed mood.

The second prince was still adding fuel to the fire: "Are you afraid of the envoys of the Sui Dynasty? No wonder, Foer is the best master of the Turkic Republic. You are indeed worse than that. It is better to admit defeat on the spot. Forget an alliance, I beg for love with my father Khan, and at least I will give you some cattle and sheep so that you will not be too ugly when you return to the Central Plains."

In fact, Foer and the Second Prince did not form an alliance. They were completely irrelevant groups of people. Before, Foer even thought the Second Prince was very noisy and irritable, far from Sha Boluo Khan. With such an heir, the Western Turks would never be much stronger in the future. But now, the two have a common enemy, and he doesn't have to speak by himself. The Second Prince jumped in front, and Foer suddenly felt that the Second Prince was not that annoying.

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