Liste der attraktivsten Männer in der Kampfsportwelt

Kapitel 14

"Okay, have a safe trip!" Bai Qianqian smiled as she watched her departing figure, then sat back down beside the healing coffin and continued to wait.

An hour later, at the gates of the Western Xia capital, two fine horses stepped out leisurely and began to gallop.

"Master, are we going to Young Master Duan's place in Dali?" Zicheng asked casually. It was finally over. The recent string of major events had made him extremely nervous, not so much about his own life, but about his carefree, trouble-making master.

"Well, it's time to go catch up with some old friends." Wanyan Lie said leisurely, a blade of grass dangling from his handsome lips.

"Giddy up!" A clear female voice rang out, followed by a graceful figure riding past on horseback, leaving behind a faint fragrance and a beautiful silhouette.

“That woman… is Piaoye!” Wanyan Lie was stunned, and the wild grass at the corner of his mouth fell off.

"..." Now there's trouble again, and it's no small matter! Zi Cheng felt uneasy, thinking of the look in his master's eyes when he first met Miss Piaoye, the smile when she ignored him, and the seriousness now—an expression his master had never shown before, not even when facing Miss Qianqian. Master... could he really have failed?

"Zicheng! Go!" Wanyan Lie suddenly sped up and spurred his horse to give chase.

"Sigh, I knew it..." Zicheng sighed and spurred his horse to follow. But following a master like this, it's certainly not boring.

Next, the icy beauty Piaoye will be subjected to a fierce romantic offensive from the handsome Heat player...

Chapter Forty-Six: The Flying Eagle Tattoo

"Flying Eagle, it'll be alright in a little while. In the future... please don't risk your life to protect me like this, okay?" Bai Qianqian murmured, gazing tenderly at the still-sleeping Flying Eagle.

"Qianqian..." The soft whisper, like a breath, clearly reached Bai Qianqian's ears.

The door to the treatment coffin opened automatically, and Bai Qianqian couldn't help but throw herself into Fei Ying's arms. With such deep reluctance, she understood that she couldn't live without him.

"Qianqian?...Qianqian!" Flying Eagle was surprised for a moment, then hugged her tightly. He never wanted her to leave again. For the first time, he tasted fear, fear of what life would be like without her...

“Flying Eagle, you have a tattoo on your collarbone! It’s an eagle design… Did you get it at the Hall of Absolute Killing?” Bai Qianqian couldn’t help but be curious when she saw the faintly visible tattoo under Flying Eagle’s loose clothes.

"I had this before Aunt Lin carried me into the Hall of Absolute Killing," Flying Eagle said calmly.

"Hey, aren't you curious? Maybe it's related to your background!" Bai Qianqian was very curious about his background.

"I used to be curious about it, but I forgot about it over time." In the constant killing missions, his heart gradually became numb, and he forgot about the mystery of his origins.

"An eagle pattern? It might be related to the totem of the Mongol tribe to which Genghis Khan belonged in history. Come to think of it, Genghis Khan wasn't even born yet. Ah, what a great man! Why not go with the eagle to find his biological parents, investigate his origins, and perhaps pay homage to the glory of Genghis Khan's ancestors? Hehe..." Someone started daydreaming again. "The vast grasslands, I really want to see them, to experience them..."

"Then let's go together!" Fei Ying smiled as he looked at Bai Qianqian's fascinated expression and decided to go to Mongolia. It wasn't to learn about his own background, but because of the anticipation on Qianqian's face.

"Really? That's wonderful! Flying Eagle, I love you to death!" Overwhelmed with excitement, Bai Qianqian cupped Flying Eagle's face and kissed him passionately. As a modern person from the 32nd century, she was naturally quite normal, but Flying Eagle was still taken aback for a moment, a faint blush flashing across his face.

"Flying Eagle? You seem to be blushing!" Bai Qianqian excitedly noticed his unusual expression.

"You...you've misread it..." Flying Eagle said awkwardly. "I, I'll go pack my bags." He then hurriedly left.

"Hehe, you still say you're not blushing? Then why are you hiding?" Bai Qianqian looked at Fei Ying's hurried retreating figure, a sly smile on her face. Dealing with Fei Ying like this... is quite amusing, hehe!

It's getting dark, let's set off tomorrow!

"Mongolia, here I come!" Bai Qianqian flashed a big V-sign to the sky.

Day 2

"Flying Eagle, I feel like I've forgotten something, like there's an emptiness inside?" Not long after setting off, Bai Qianqian suddenly felt something was missing. "You found my old compression bag too, what else is there?"

“…Bai Ke?” Flying Eagle pondered for a moment and uttered a name.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! It's Xiao Ke! Oh, how could I forget him? He's the most important person to me!" Bai Qianqian blurted out. Xiao Ke is a super capable robot, her ultimate secret weapon! Hehe, with him, this trip to Mongolia will definitely be much more exciting, and their safety will be better guaranteed!

Bai Qianqian was so engrossed in fantasizing about a bright future that she didn't notice the fleeting look of loneliness and heartache on Fei Ying's face. "The...most important person?" Really?

Next, they naturally rushed back to Lengyue Manor. Because time was tight, Bai Qianqian decided to use a sonic boat to fly to the vicinity of Yingtian before entering the city at night.

"What...is this?" Seeing such a huge creature for the first time, Flying Eagle was surprised but not panicked.

"This is a supersonic boat. It can take us to where we want to go much faster, similar to a horse-drawn carriage, only much faster," Bai Qianqian explained simply.

Half an hour later...

"Wow! Flying Eagle, you're amazing! You learned to operate a supersonic boat so quickly!" Bai Qianqian exclaimed in surprise, looking at Flying Eagle with a calm expression but meticulous control. Indeed, men focused on their work are the most handsome! Hearts began to flicker in Bai Qianqian's eyes.

"It's just rote memorization. For me, it's a skill, I guess. We used to have special training." Eagle paused, recalling that dark period of his past…

"Flying Eagle, would you like a drink?" Bai Qianqian specially brought over a health drink from the 32nd century.

"It tastes delicious. What is this?" Flying Eagle's eyes dimmed. Qianqian... why do I seem to know nothing about you?

"It's a health drink, and everyone in my area loves to drink it," Bai Qianqian said happily. "If you like it, you can drink it every day."

“Okay…” Flying Eagle looked at Bai Qianqian tenderly, but there was sadness in his eyes. Qianqian, no matter when, I hope that one day you can tell me everything about yourself, because I… love you and want to know everything about you so that I can better protect you.

Chapter 47 First Arrival in Mongolia

It was almost November when I returned to Cold Moon Manor. The Northern Song Dynasty was about to fall…

After replacing Xiao Ke's super-powered battery and explaining the situation to Leng Haotian and the others, Bai Qianqian managed to temporarily smooth things over. Next, Bai Qianqian instructed Xiao Ke to find a place resembling a deserted island to begin building their Xiaoyao Palace's headquarters. Bai Qianqian now knew that, thanks to the recruitment and selection by Liu Xiao, Mei'er, Hong Feng, and others, their Xiaoyao Palace had nearly 30 elite talents—all handsome men and beautiful women according to Bai Qianqian's standards. In addition, there were nearly two hundred skilled talents, all solid forces in their respective fields. Furthermore, there were nearly five hundred families accompanying these talents. With so many people, they needed a relatively large place that wouldn't be easily detected. A deserted island…hmm, they needed to build a Xiaoyao Paradise with a strong island-country feel!

After Xiao Ke's reconnaissance, a medium-sized uninhabited island with a beautiful environment and relatively large area was finally selected in the south. Liu Xiao, Bai Ke, and others stayed on the island to do their best to help the new members of the Xiaoyao Palace and a considerable number of refugees settle down there...

At this time, the Northern Song Dynasty fell.

Mongolia.

"Wow! It's a real grassland, so magnificent!" Bai Qianqian exclaimed excitedly as she looked at the boundless grassland and the herds of cattle and sheep in the distance.

“Mongolia…” Looking at the vast grassland, Flying Eagle felt an inexplicable surge of excitement and affection. Perhaps, nomadic blood really did flow in his veins.

"The sun is setting! It's so beautiful!" Bai Qianqian squinted her beautiful eyes. The fierce wind on the grassland made her shiver involuntarily, and then she was wrapped in a warm embrace.

"Flying Eagle..." Bai Qianqian closed her eyes slightly, snuggling close to his chest in enjoyment, "I want to see the sunrise."

"Okay, I'll go with you." Flying Eagle hugged the person in his arms tightly, a beautiful smile appearing on his lips.

"It's so cold... but it's so comfortable." Bai Qianqian sat on the sofa bed, looking up at the sky. "So many stars, so bright..."

Not far away, Flying Eagle was skillfully starting a fire. His nimble movements were so practiced that his handsome profile looked even more vivid in the firelight.

"Darling!" Bai Qianqian smiled charmingly and leaned on his shoulder.

"..." Flying Eagle was suddenly stunned, and his face quickly turned red.

"Hehe, what's wrong... are you shy?" Bai Qianqian couldn't help but chuckle mischievously to herself, while outwardly maintaining a cold and charming demeanor as she stroked Fei Ying's face.

"Qianqian..." Flying Eagle uttered a hoarse voice with difficulty, embracing the beauty before him with his large, broad hands.

The surroundings gradually became mesmerizing, their lips slowly drew closer, the atmosphere was so beautiful...

Suddenly, Flying Eagle stopped, his face turning grim. Noticing the change in Flying Eagle, Bai Qianqian then noticed countless torches that had appeared not far from them and were rapidly approaching.

They quickly packed up. Bai Qianqian mainly put away the 32nd-century items that shouldn't be there, set up her and Feiying's disguise devices to be in Mongolian attire, and most importantly, put away the miniature language translator so they could communicate with the ancient Mongols. Feiying calmly observed the surrounding torches, determining the number of enemies, their distribution, and their combat strength, while simultaneously preparing for the worst-case scenario.

"Who are you people!" the burly man who seemed to be the leader shouted at them.

"We escaped after being attacked by other tribes," Flying Eagle replied in a low voice, his eyes looking fearlessly at the burly man who had asked the question.

"Oh?" Hearing his reply, the burly man raised an eyebrow, scrutinized Flying Eagle for a few moments, then glanced at Bai Qianqian, who was all smiles. "Hehe, if that's really the case, you wouldn't mind joining our tribe, would you?" These two were no ordinary people. If they could be recruited to the Tatar tribe, they would surely earn the chieftain's praise. Jida generously pulled Flying Eagle over, patting his shoulder politely—a pat with enough force to kill a newborn calf.

“Alright, we’ll go with you.” Flying Eagle hesitated for a moment, then gave a Mongolian salute.

After a quick packing, the group set off. About half an hour later, they entered the territory of the Tatar tribe. Though called a tribe, it consisted of only about a hundred tents, five hundred cattle and sheep, and two hundred horses. It seemed the Tatar tribe was a relatively weak and small clan. No wonder the burly man named Jida was so polite to them; he wanted to recruit them to increase his own tribe's strength.

Chapter Forty-Eight: The Bride Robbery

"Chief! Look, I've brought two distinguished guests!" Jida led Bai Qianqian and Feiying into a traditional Mongolian yurt, bowed to the burly chief sitting in the upper seat, and grinned broadly.

"Oh? Welcome, welcome! Guests from afar!" Chief Lakshin glanced at Flying Eagle subtly, then his eyes lit up when he looked at Bai Qianqian, seemingly unable to look away. As he spoke, he rose and walked towards them, though his ultimate target was the celestial beauty Bai Qianqian beside Flying Eagle.

Flying Eagle saw through his intentions and seemingly warmly stepped forward to embrace the so-called leader. In reality, in addition to isolating Lakshin and Bai Qianqian from contact, he also added some internal force when embracing him in order to intimidate him, make him understand his strength, and not dare to act rashly.

"Hehe..." Lakshen chuckled awkwardly, changing the subject, "You two have come from afar, you must be tired. Let my beautiful daughter join you in entertaining you!" His daughter, Ulunjurige, was famous for her beauty on the grasslands and was his greatest pride.

Soon, a small but lively banquet began on the grasslands of the Tatar tribe.

As dusk settled, countless men and women danced joyfully around the roaring bonfire. On the nearby grass lay the furs of unidentified animals, their hides exceptionally soft. The Tatar chieftain and several important tribal members sat upon these furs, entertaining Flying Eagle and Bai Qianqian.

“Brother Harigacha (the Mongolian word for eagle, but let’s call him Flying Eagle from now on), come, let me pour you a bowl of wine!” The chief’s daughter, Ulunjurige, poured wine for Flying Eagle with exceptional enthusiasm, her alluring eyes gazing at him eagerly.

Flying Eagle awkwardly said thank you, then picked up his drink and started drinking.

Bai Qianqian happened to witness this scene and felt extremely displeased. She glared at the woman and then turned her anger into appetite, grabbing a piece of beef and devouring it without any regard for appearances, while also drinking large gulps of strong barley wine.

"Hehe, it seems Miss Qianqian really likes the food we prepared. What an honor!" Lakshin kept his eyes fixed on Bai Qianqian.

"The leader has prepared a very lavish feast. Thank you so much for your hospitality." Bai Qianqian smiled brightly, then took another big gulp of wine. Her face was flushed and incredibly beautiful; the alcohol was starting to take effect, and she... was already slightly drunk.

"Qianqian, don't drink anymore, or you'll have a headache tomorrow." Having finally escaped Ulunzhurig's enthusiasm, Flying Eagle immediately took Bai Qianqian's bowl of wine. He had been watching her closely, but Ulunzhurig was too persistent, and the tribal elders kept coming to offer her drinks. Seeing her flushed face, Flying Eagle began to worry. If they continued to pester her, he wouldn't care if things turned sour.

"Flying Eagle... I'm fine now. This wine is delicious... Why won't you let me drink it?" Bai Qianqian leaned towards Flying Eagle and stretched out her arm to take the wine that Flying Eagle had taken away.

"Qianqian, you're already drunk, please stop drinking, okay?" Feiying put down the wine and gently supported Bai Qianqian's body as she was about to collapse.

"How could that be? You're talking nonsense. I'm perfectly sober. You're Flying Eagle, I'm Bai Qianqian, and that's Chief Lakshmi... See, I didn't say anything wrong, did I?" Bai Qianqian pointed at them one by one, her eyes glazed over.

"Yes, you're right." Flying Eagle smiled gently, at a loss for words. "Qianqian, can you stop drinking? How about we go for a barbecue?" He had no choice but to distract her.

"Barbecue? Great, let's go!" Bai Qianqian tried to stand up, but found that her feet seemed to be on clouds and she couldn't get any strength. "Hmm... Flying Eagle, I feel like I'm flying, hehe, how interesting."

"Okay, let's go." Flying Eagle picked up Bai Qianqian, said goodbye to the chief, and then led Bai Qianqian directly to a newly erected yurt. Looking down, he saw that the person in his arms had already fallen asleep...

After settling Bai Qianqian on the bed, Feiying spread some wool on the floor and also fell asleep quietly.

Beside the campfire, there was the disgruntled gaze of Chief Lakshin and the indifferent look of his daughter, Ulunjurige.

In the middle of the night, the entire Tatar tribe was fast asleep, and even the few guards on watch were occasionally dozing off. A group of men was quietly closing in, without lighting torches, in order to surprise them and avoid detection.

"Boss, look at them, sleeping like logs, hehe. They have no idea we're about to steal Ulunjurige, the beautiful flower of the grassland." A tall, rugged-looking man couldn't help but feel smug.

"Yes, I've heard about Ulunjurig's beauty. Once we take her back, we'll present her to our chieftain Batel. He'll surely praise us greatly." The burly man at the head of the group was also very excited.

Soon, the main battle began. Flying Eagle heard the commotion outside, glanced at the sleeping Bai Qianqian, sighed, and said, "Wait for me." Then he picked up his sword and left the tent. If he didn't rescue the elderly, women, and children outside, she would be furious when she woke up and found out.

There were so many people outside, it was incredibly chaotic. Gradually, the eagle drifted further and further away from Bai Qianqian's yurt...

"Boss, I snatched Ulunjurige! My God, she's even more beautiful than the legends say, she's like the moon in the sky!" A burly man, carrying a woman who was clearly still fast asleep, excitedly reported the good news to his boss.