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    "Have you heard? The patriarch of the Qingying clan and his daughter are coming to Boya!" The voices of several Boya people not far away came to Qi Surong's ears.

    "I've heard it too. I didn't expect that this time Patriarch Datan even brought his own daughter. She is a well-known beauty in the Western Regions. She is both talented in singing and dancing, and she is also good at shooting arrows."

    "You said, does the Patriarch Datan intend to marry our Boya?"

    "It's really possible! Our young patriarch is brave and brave, and it really matches Alorian."

    "Hmph, maybe Alorian just has a name for nothing, and may not be worthy of our young patriarch."

    "Dolan, you're jealous, hahaha..."

    When Qi Surong heard the word "marriage", she immediately felt a flash of inspiration. Yes, why didn't she think of marriage? The alliance between Qingying and Boya is likely to be based on marriage.

    She hurried back to her tent, silently reciting the words Qingying, Boa, Yirun, and Aarorian in her heart. If she could destroy their marriage, would it also be equivalent to indirectly destroying their alliance? Without the participation of the Boya people, Qingying's long-planned war would never have been organized. Even if it is forced, it will only end in disastrous failure.

    But this matter is too difficult. She is still in a place of suspicion, and it is inconvenient to act. It seems that for the time being, she can only stand still and wait for the opportunity.

    It was night, a bonfire was raised in the inner camp, singing and dancing were noisy, and laughter and laughter were endless.

    Qi Surong was sitting in the side camp watching from afar, when a squire suddenly ran over and said to her, "Young Master Zhuo, Young Patriarch, please come over and have fun."

    Qi Surong was stunned, but she never expected that Yi Lun would invite her. She straightened her clothes, gave an explanation, and followed the squire from toward the inner camp.

    The defense of the inner camp city is obviously not comparable to that of the side camps. There is a sentry every tens of meters, and a group of three or five people patrols alternately.

    Walking into a spacious open space, there was a bonfire in the middle of the open space, and dozens of people gathered in a circle, singing and dancing. There are nearly a hundred tables and tables regularly arranged around, and there are all kinds of delicious food and wine. There are many people sitting on the ground, chatting and laughing.

    Directly in front, Yi Lun, who was gorgeously dressed, sat side by side with a middle-aged man with a beard, chatting about wine. Next to the middle-aged man, there was also a beautiful woman of sixteen or seventeen years old. Presumably they were the patriarch of the Qingying clan, Datan and his daughter Aaronian.

    Hu Cong led Qi Surong to an vacant case and then retreated.

    Qi Surong searched around and finally found Tut and Jinyun in a corner not far from Yi Lun. Tut refused to drink wine, drinking cup after cup, and even Jin Yun was drunk a lot. However, unlike the popular Tut, the people who poured alcohol on Jin Yun were rude and malicious, and Jin Yun's clothes were soaked by the spilled wine.

    A trace of anger flashed in Qi Surong's eyes, her fists clenched tightly. At this moment, there was a burst of cheers in his ears, and he looked after the sound, just to see Alolian holding Elon's hand and walking into the singing and dancing group.

    The crowd cheered and the music became more cheerful.

    There was no joy in Yi Lun's expression. Following the rhythm, he danced against Aarorian, and everyone around them laughed and danced for them. Some people threw petals, and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

    Judging by this momentum, the marriage of Elon and Alorien is likely to be completed. Qi Surong knew the customs of Boya and other ethnic groups, and the men and women who looked at each other during the celebration could consummate the marriage on the same day and achieve good things. Once they are in the account tonight, there is no room for manoeuvre.

    Qi Surong was anxious and kept thinking about countermeasures. At this moment, she inadvertently saw several women walk into a pink tent, and soon after, each changed their clothes and came out.

    Her eyes lit up, she stood up and crossed the crowd, instead of walking directly towards the tent, she went around to the other side, pretended to go to the toilet, and then sneaked into a pink tent. The tent was full of beautiful dresses and accessories. Qi Surong hid behind the curtain and quickly took off his men's clothes and put on a set of Boya clothes.

    After taking the medicine she carried with her, Qi Surong's skin turned white at a visible speed. Spreading her hair, she quickly made a delicate bun, with beaded flowers hanging down, thrush, eye drawing, and red dots... Finally, Qi Surong's eyes fell on a beautiful silver mask on the desk...

    In the clearing, Elon was still dancing with Alorien. Arolian is beautiful and moving, and her passion is like fire, compared with other women, all of them pale in comparison. Even Aaron, who has read countless people, has to admit her charm.

    Marrying a beautiful wife seems like a good idea. Ellen thought to herself.

    "Ding ding, ding ding ding..." Suddenly, a string of pleasant Ding Ling voices came faintly, Yi Lun turned his head subconsciously, and a bright red shadow lightly jumped into his eyes...

    ☆、Chapter 87 Fighting Dance

    A red dress and blue jacket, long hair and a sash, a delicate silver mask covers the part above the nose, only revealing full and attractive red lips; on the slender waist, a string of golden bells hangs, following the The dancing body emits bursts of pleasant sounds, like a breeze in the dry heat; the tall figure and the unique clothing match are particularly outstanding among a group of women. As soon as they appeared, they attracted the attention of most people. , Ellen is one of them.

    This mysterious woman danced around him while pulling the slightly stiff "Silent Camel". Her dance is unique, her movements are dexterous, light, and elegant, and she is completely different from Aarorian. Ya Luolian has a plump figure and is enthusiastic and wanton, while she is beautiful and exquisite and enchanting.

    This woman is Qi Surong who came in full costume. Her participation pushed the banquet to another climax.Arolian had the intention of competing for superiority, took a step back, and made a bold and difficult dance move, which attracted applause.

    Unwilling to be left behind, Qi Surong leaned on Jin Yun's arm and turned over with strength, the skirt and belt unfolded in mid-air, like a blooming peony.

    "Okay, okay! That's great!" There was applause.

    With a low snort, Arolian spun down on Elon's body, letting him hold up his waist and jump high, the two of them cooperated seamlessly.

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