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Snow mountains. Many towering snow mountains were called divine mountains by the foreign forces, and they had to be worshipped from afar. The pious clan members would prostrate themselves in worship around the divine mountain, and with every step, they would kneel down, expressing their devotion and reverence.

The bonfire was rising and the aroma of roasting meat was spreading in the air, attracting everyone's appetite.

The Huns were mostly engaged in animal husbandry, so their food, clothing, living, and production were all inseparable from the livestock.

"The vulgarity of the Huns is to eat the meat of their animals, drink their juice, and skin." The meat they ate, in addition to the livestock they raised, was also the prey they hunted.

The Huns were also very well-developed in hunting. Usually, they would graze and hunt beasts to make a living.

"Searing Mo Xie, roasting him all, cutting him with a blade of his own, and doing what Hu Mo did." The whole animal was roasted and then sliced up with a knife.

Roast the reared livestock or hunted prey over a fire and sprinkle it with seasoning and salt. If it was exquisite then it would be sprinkled with various spices. The spices would fuse with the aroma of the roast meat. Even if he wasn't hungry he would salivate as he smelled the aroma.

Simply put, it was only sprinkled with some salt. The meat that was thus roasted tasted more primitive and less fragrant.

Yue Chan Juan had never seen such a way of eating. She sat by the campfire curiously, watching the Huns singing and dancing around her.

Most of the Huns were good at singing and dancing. Perhaps it was because they were close to the big moon branch, so everyone was very excited. They were also a lot less prepared. They sang loudly beside the bonfire, dancing to their heart's content.

The exotic scenery opened up Yue Chan's eyes. Their songs were high-pitched and clear like the spring water flowing on a snowy mountain. Although he didn't quite understand what they were singing, he was unknowingly infected by their emotions.

Their dance, warm and unrestrained, full of feelings, bold and warm.

Next to the bonfire, they used the short knife on their waists to cut off the uncooked meat. Blood flowed from the tip of the knife and fingers, and just like that, they stuffed the half-cooked meat into their mouths, laughing loudly as if they were unspeakably happy.

They raised their glasses and drank heartily because it was cold outside, and all of them carried wineskins on their waists, not to drink, but to keep out the cold.

"Do you like it?"

Tuoba Fei sat cross-legged on his fox fur coat as he looked at the bonfire that extinguished Yue Chan's impeccable appearance. Under his veil, he could not help but be captivated by her lovable dreams.

"They are all very straightforward and bold, unlike the people of the Central Plains."

When could they be like them, carefree and unrestrained? They did not have to worry about formalities and endless scheming and fighting in the midst of this vast world. Singing and dancing, galloping and galloping at full speed?

Her breathing was still rapid and her heart was beating wildly. This kind of breathless beauty still tightly restrained her. Fortunately, after taking the pill Tuoba Fei gave her, she was able to endure it. She turned her gaze towards Tuoba Fei. Under the firelight, his expression was calm and a bit gentle.

He still had that faint smile on his face as he watched his clansmen and subordinates dance and sing.

"Princess, the most beautiful princess of the Great Kang. You are the snow lotus on the snowy mountain, the Gesun flower on the prairie. "You are the brightest star in the sky, the fairy-like woman. I offer my best flesh from this plateau to you as a tribute. May your beauty last forever."

The enthusiasm of the Huns and their directness, so plain, were sung without fear.

A Hun, wearing a fine fox fur coat, with a mink tail around his neck, exuded a noble aura. "Although his words were straightforward and his gaze was fiery, the valiant aura he exuded, as well as the fine leather clothes he wore and the gold ornaments he wore, made Yue Chan understand that his status was not low at all.

"This is the general of the Great Moon Branch. He is a brave warrior of the Great Moon Branch."

"Prince Xian of the Left is the great hero of the Huns."

He bowed once again to Yue Chanjuan and offered up the bloody meat in his hand. The Huns were usually rude and rude, and even to Tuoba Fei, the Prince of the Left, they only bowed and did not kneel.

Yue Chanjuan looked at the meat in Huhe's hand. Indeed, it was as he had said, the meat that was the most fatty and the most beautiful.

It was plump, with traces of white fat and fat. It was steaming hot.

Wisps of dark red blood still seeped out of his wounds and dripped from his fingers.

The gazes of the crowd were all fixed on Yue Chanjuan. Their gazes were all fixed on this princess of great fortune, waiting to see how she would treat her.

The Huns treat their guests, the meat is not cooked, everyone kneels, cuts, blood between the fingers, and offers to your guests. Refusing was an extremely disrespectful and disrespectful action. Not only did it have to be accepted, it had to be enjoyed as well.

Yue Chanjuan stretched out her hand without the slightest hesitation and took the plate from Huu Wuxie. Fortunately, Huhe had considered her identity as the princess of the Great Kang, so he placed the meat on the plate instead of directly sending it over on the blade's tip.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak …"

The meat on the plate was still bubbling from the heat. It had just been cut off from the bonfire and was still hot from the heat.

Tuoba Fei was also a little nervous as he stared at Yue Chan. He could sense something from Tuoba Fei's gaze. Yue Chan let out a faint smile and removed the white veil covering her face, revealing her devastatingly beautiful face.

The surroundings immediately quietened down. Everyone looked at Yue Chanjuan with infatuation. Some of them did not dare to look directly at her glory, and only cast sidelong glances at her.

Qin Yun and the others looked nervously at the plate in Yue Chanjuan's hand, which was continuously oozing blood. Even they were unable to swallow such a half-cooked item, much less a princess.

Jade Book gritted her teeth as she leaned towards Yue Chanjuan, thinking to help her eat the meat.

Even He Tianhui was unknowingly approaching. Zhong Ao Shuang was able to stop everyone's movements, his cold gaze sweeping across everyone's faces.

When the Huns offer meat as a gift, no one else can eat it in place of Yue Chan Juan. That would be even more rude.

Yue Chanjuan reached into her sleeve and pulled out a short knife. She cut a strip off the meat on the plate and used the knife to pick up that strip of meat. She blew on it a few times before placing it in her mouth.

With a sweet smile, her gaze focused on his face that did not look bad at all. "It is indeed very plump and beautiful. The taste is rich and fragrant, yet I do not know what kind of seasoning was used to roast it."

Huu Wuxie and the other Huns all revealed joy on their faces. They raised their hands and cheered, laughing out loud: "It's rare to see the princess like this, it's a special seasoning unique to us Huns, but it's not as delicious as this one. "Princess, how would you like to taste this meat?"

"The taste is mellow, the taste is melodious, especially the fragrance of its aftertaste. With such a special seasoning, I should have let these delicacies reach my body, allowing the Central Plains to taste the incomparably fragrant delicacies of the Huns."

Yue Chanjuan's face carried a hint of a smile. Once again, she used a knife to slice the meat into small pieces, and then used the tip of the knife to put the meat into her mouth.

Actually, she didn't want to eat such half-cooked meat. It made her feel nauseous, let alone eat it.

However, if one did not look, the smell of the roasted meat would cause one to be unable to breathe. He forced himself to eat a piece of meat to suppress the urge to vomit.

Unexpectedly, when the meat entered his mouth, it had a strange rich fragrance. It did not seem as hard to eat as he had imagined, much harder to swallow.

Huu Wuxie had indeed chosen the fattest spot on the body of the sheep and presented it to Yue Chanjuan. However, he also wanted to make things difficult for the delicate and beautiful princess.

Surprise appeared in his eyes. This princess was indeed different from the ordinary girls from the Central Plains. Not only did she praise their meat and seasonings, she had also continued to eat them.

His beautiful, absent-minded face had a smile on it, as if he really enjoyed the taste of barbecue.

Huu Wuxie turned around, took the jade cup from his subordinate's hand, and poured the wine into it. He walked up to Yue Chanjuan and knelt down on one knee. At this moment, Yue Chanjuan had already won the respect from him and all the other Hunters.

"This official offers you the wine of the Great Moon Branch, and wishes the most beautiful princess a happy new moon."

He raised the wine bottle above his head with both hands. Such courtesy and words meant that he had acknowledged Yue Chan Juan.

Yue Chanjuan accepted the wine in the hands of Huaixie and downed it in one gulp. "Thank you for your wine and delicacies, First Lieutenant. Heroes, let me toast all of you."

Raise your glass to all the Huns.