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It's not dark yet. The sky is red in the distance.
There were small tables beside the campfire, and there were several strong men with bare arms, holding roasted whole sheep to share mutton with each person on the table.
Among them, a middle-aged man who looked very strong was ma Yao's father, Ma Huayun, the leader of the village.
At this time, the UAV hovers high above the tribe, quietly watching the nomadic bonfire party, so netizens can also watch the real ethnic customs.
The heat of Ning Fei's live broadcasting room is surging again.
At this time, Ma Huayun poured the mare's milk wine into a silver bowl, held it on the long hada, and walked towards Ningfei, singing the traditional Mongolian toast song while walking.
"First cup, to our most expensive guest today, Ning Fei, buligude of grassland!"
Ma Huayun said boldly.
"Oh ~ ~"
the other members cheered and the atmosphere became very hot.
At this time, a netizen named "blue sky, my home" said: "this is called pouring wine and respecting guests, which is the traditional way of Mongolian hospitality. Wine in the hearts of nomads is the crystallization of grain, the most precious food. To offer good wine is to show the respect of grassland herdsmen for their guests. "
At this time, Ning Fei first allowed Ma Huayun to wear hada around his neck, then took the wine, but did not drink it directly. But with the ring finger dipped in wine to the sky, the ground, the direction of the campfire to point, and then drink the wine in the cup.
Ning Fei's action makes netizens particularly curious.
"What is this for?"
Some netizens couldn't help asking.
[blue sky, my home] explained: "it's a traditional Mongolian custom. Guests light heaven, earth and bonfire with wine respectively, which means to respect heaven, earth and fire god, and also means to accept the pure friendship of the host."
Hearing his explanation, many netizens suddenly realized.
"There are so many manners!"
"It seems that Ning Guanzhu has completely integrated into it."
"It's nice to wear a pure hada."
"I can give you hada with toilet paper."
"Can it feel the same?"
At the bonfire party, everyone was cheering, eating roast whole sheep and drinking, very forthright.
Ning Fei used to have a moderate amount of wine, but there was no way for him not to drink on that occasion just now. When this cup went down, he suddenly got a bit on top.
But fortunately, after a few mouthfuls of roast mutton, it slowed down.
The mutton tastes very good. It's fat but not greasy. It tastes delicious. The roast mutton here is really unique, I'm afraid other places may not be able to eat such delicious mutton.
"Not bad."
Ning Fei exclaimed.
Ningfei drinks milk tea, which is unique to Mongolian people. In addition to wine and mare's milk, people in the tribe prefer tea. Basically, three meals a day are inseparable from tea.
The taste of mare's milk wine is too strong. Some people like it and think it's very delicious. Those who don't like it smell dizzy.
Ma Huayun sits on the throne, Ma Yao and Li Yan sit on one side, and Ning Fei and Lin Yueer sit on the other side. There are not many young people in the tribe, so Ning Fei is arranged to be with Lin Yueer.
Mongolian people are basically good at singing and dancing.
During the banquet, the sound of Matouqin and Mongolian songs circled around the bonfire. Then a big man left his seat and went to the campfire to dance.
His dance is a unique dance of ethnic minorities, with a unique flavor against the background of fire.
Others cheered for him.
Netizens are envious of the live broadcast.
Ning Fei took them and saw a different way of life.
At this time, after the dance, there was a sound of appreciation.
"Ning Fei, you also want to jump one!" Ma Yao was in the crowd, laughing and shouting to Ning Fei.
"Come on, eagle of the prairie!"
"Bregude! Come on
"Bregude! Bregude
"One!"
Ma Yao yelled, the atmosphere around him became more and more heated, and other people immediately followed him.
Netizens were infected by this atmosphere, barrage came.
"Ha ha, I'd rather have one!"
"Show them a piece!"
"Let them see the dance of the Central Plains!"
Ning Fei is very helpless, he has always been low-key, but the atmosphere set off here, do not play and appear too stingy.
Dance, he can't, that's the truth.
But, sword dance, he can.
"Little falcon, get my peach sword." Ning Fei stood up and said to the Falcon.
The peach sword was hanging in the room. There was a ventilated window open on the room. The Falcon could fly in.
Falcon's IQ is very high. It's not difficult to get a sword.Then there was a scene that stunned all the people in the tribe.
Ning Fei went to the campfire, and the white Falcon came down from the sky. Its claws were still holding a long peach sword, and it handed the sword to Ning Fei.
Netizens had some silly eyes, but after seeing the expression of the herdsmen, they were happy.
"Ha ha ha, their expressions are the same as the first time I watched the live broadcast of Ningguan master."
"Well, I can't believe it."
"What a bird
"How do you compare the style of white Falcon delivering sword?"
"The herdsmen expressed some doubts about life."
"This is the fairy!"
Ning Fei takes over the peach wood sword and immediately rises!
Sword dance is a favorite performance of ancient Chinese princes and Marquises, which is full of ancient charm.
This time, Ningfei chose Wudang sword!
Wudang sword combines hardness and softness, and its speed is orderly and rhythmic.
When it's slow, it's like pacing in a leisurely court; when it's fast, it's like dancing in a wild sand; when it's changing, it's natural and graceful.
In the eyes of nomads, Ningfei's movements are neat and full of a kind of unrestrained beauty.
Next to the campfire, Ning Fei's figure is vigorous, jumping up in the air, just like a martial arts master.
And then, it was the scene that stunned everyone.
I saw Ning Fei suddenly pause for a moment, immediately, he pointed to the ground, drew a full moon, made an upward chop action.
It's not a simple move.
He's chopping up, facing the direction of the campfire!
His sword turned into a gust of wind and went straight to the campfire. The campfire suddenly trembled violently, as if it was going out!
Sword Qi turns into wind!
A powerful swordsman can extinguish a row of candles only by sword Qi.
However, the campfire was just like a man, shaking for a few seconds, and then it was calm again.
Ning Fei's operation is so successful that he is shocked by the people in the tribe.
Some people don't know Ning Fei. They only know that he is a friend of Ma Yao and has been respected by Ma Huayun before. They don't know what he will do.
However, after Ning Fei's sword dance, these people immediately feel that Ning Fei is a master in the martial arts story, with a very powerful martial arts!
Lin yue'er and Li Yan are not surprised by Ning Fei's ability because they have seen the live broadcast of Ning Fei.
Others don't think so.
"Great
Ma Huayun took the lead in clapping, and others immediately cheered.
"Eagle of the prairie!"
"One more time!"
"It's bregude!"
The atmosphere was warm to the extreme!
Netizens are also infected by this atmosphere, a lot of people sent to the rocket.
[Jiang Gongzi] sent 10 Super Rockets: "Ning Guanzhu is still domineering!"
"It's still interesting to watch the live broadcast of Ning Guanzhu!" Yanzong sent 10 Super rockets
[one temple in the mountains, one pot of wine] send 5 super Rockets: "find a treasure anchor, send a reward!"
Ning Fei took back his sword, waved to everyone and went back to his seat.
Lin yue'er poured him a cup of hot tea and exclaimed, "you are too good."
"Thank you." Ning Fei responded politely.
After that, more and more people left their seats and danced around the campfire.
On the one hand, we are very happy to sing and dance. On the other hand, there is a big temperature difference between day and night. Now it is cold and warm around the campfire.
Matouqin's voice mixed with laughter is floating on the grassland. In the light of the bonfire, every face is filled with the most simple smile.
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It's not dark yet. The sky is red in the distance.
There were small tables beside the campfire, and there were several strong men with bare arms, holding roasted whole sheep to share mutton with each person on the table.
Among them, a middle-aged man who looked very strong was ma Yao's father, Ma Huayun, the leader of the village.
At this time, the UAV hovers high above the tribe, quietly watching the nomadic bonfire party, so netizens can also watch the real ethnic customs.
The heat of Ning Fei's live broadcasting room is surging again.
At this time, Ma Huayun poured the mare's milk wine into a silver bowl, held it on the long hada, and walked towards Ningfei, singing the traditional Mongolian toast song while walking.
"First cup, to our most expensive guest today, Ning Fei, buligude of grassland!"
Ma Huayun said boldly.
"Oh ~ ~"
the other members cheered and the atmosphere became very hot.
At this time, a netizen named "blue sky, my home" said: "this is called pouring wine and respecting guests, which is the traditional way of Mongolian hospitality. Wine in the hearts of nomads is the crystallization of grain, the most precious food. To offer good wine is to show the respect of grassland herdsmen for their guests. "
At this time, Ning Fei first allowed Ma Huayun to wear hada around his neck, then took the wine, but did not drink it directly. But with the ring finger dipped in wine to the sky, the ground, the direction of the campfire to point, and then drink the wine in the cup.
Ning Fei's action makes netizens particularly curious.
"What is this for?"
Some netizens couldn't help asking.
[blue sky, my home] explained: "it's a traditional Mongolian custom. Guests light heaven, earth and bonfire with wine respectively, which means to respect heaven, earth and fire god, and also means to accept the pure friendship of the host."
Hearing his explanation, many netizens suddenly realized.
"There are so many manners!"
"It seems that Ning Guanzhu has completely integrated into it."
"It's nice to wear a pure hada."
"I can give you hada with toilet paper."
"Can it feel the same?"
At the bonfire party, everyone was cheering, eating roast whole sheep and drinking, very forthright.
Ning Fei used to have a moderate amount of wine, but there was no way for him not to drink on that occasion just now. When this cup went down, he suddenly got a bit on top.
But fortunately, after a few mouthfuls of roast mutton, it slowed down.
The mutton tastes very good. It's fat but not greasy. It tastes delicious. The roast mutton here is really unique, I'm afraid other places may not be able to eat such delicious mutton.
"Not bad."
Ning Fei exclaimed.
Ningfei drinks milk tea, which is unique to Mongolian people. In addition to wine and mare's milk, people in the tribe prefer tea. Basically, three meals a day are inseparable from tea.
The taste of mare's milk wine is too strong. Some people like it and think it's very delicious. Those who don't like it smell dizzy.
Ma Huayun sits on the throne, Ma Yao and Li Yan sit on one side, and Ning Fei and Lin Yueer sit on the other side. There are not many young people in the tribe, so Ning Fei is arranged to be with Lin Yueer.
Mongolian people are basically good at singing and dancing.
During the banquet, the sound of Matouqin and Mongolian songs circled around the bonfire. Then a big man left his seat and went to the campfire to dance.
His dance is a unique dance of ethnic minorities, with a unique flavor against the background of fire.
Others cheered for him.
Netizens are envious of the live broadcast.
Ning Fei took them and saw a different way of life.
At this time, after the dance, there was a sound of appreciation.
"Ning Fei, you also want to jump one!" Ma Yao was in the crowd, laughing and shouting to Ning Fei.
"Come on, eagle of the prairie!"
"Bregude! Come on
"Bregude! Bregude
"One!"
Ma Yao yelled, the atmosphere around him became more and more heated, and other people immediately followed him.
Netizens were infected by this atmosphere, barrage came.
"Ha ha, I'd rather have one!"
"Show them a piece!"
"Let them see the dance of the Central Plains!"
Ning Fei is very helpless, he has always been low-key, but the atmosphere set off here, do not play and appear too stingy.
Dance, he can't, that's the truth.
But, sword dance, he can.
"Little falcon, get my peach sword." Ning Fei stood up and said to the Falcon.
The peach sword was hanging in the room. There was a ventilated window open on the room. The Falcon could fly in.
Falcon's IQ is very high. It's not difficult to get a sword.Then there was a scene that stunned all the people in the tribe.
Ning Fei went to the campfire, and the white Falcon came down from the sky. Its claws were still holding a long peach sword, and it handed the sword to Ning Fei.
Netizens had some silly eyes, but after seeing the expression of the herdsmen, they were happy.
"Ha ha ha, their expressions are the same as the first time I watched the live broadcast of Ningguan master."
"Well, I can't believe it."
"What a bird
"How do you compare the style of white Falcon delivering sword?"
"The herdsmen expressed some doubts about life."
"This is the fairy!"
Ning Fei takes over the peach wood sword and immediately rises!
Sword dance is a favorite performance of ancient Chinese princes and Marquises, which is full of ancient charm.
This time, Ningfei chose Wudang sword!
Wudang sword combines hardness and softness, and its speed is orderly and rhythmic.
When it's slow, it's like pacing in a leisurely court; when it's fast, it's like dancing in a wild sand; when it's changing, it's natural and graceful.
In the eyes of nomads, Ningfei's movements are neat and full of a kind of unrestrained beauty.
Next to the campfire, Ning Fei's figure is vigorous, jumping up in the air, just like a martial arts master.
And then, it was the scene that stunned everyone.
I saw Ning Fei suddenly pause for a moment, immediately, he pointed to the ground, drew a full moon, made an upward chop action.
It's not a simple move.
He's chopping up, facing the direction of the campfire!
His sword turned into a gust of wind and went straight to the campfire. The campfire suddenly trembled violently, as if it was going out!
Sword Qi turns into wind!
A powerful swordsman can extinguish a row of candles only by sword Qi.
However, the campfire was just like a man, shaking for a few seconds, and then it was calm again.
Ning Fei's operation is so successful that he is shocked by the people in the tribe.
Some people don't know Ning Fei. They only know that he is a friend of Ma Yao and has been respected by Ma Huayun before. They don't know what he will do.
However, after Ning Fei's sword dance, these people immediately feel that Ning Fei is a master in the martial arts story, with a very powerful martial arts!
Lin yue'er and Li Yan are not surprised by Ning Fei's ability because they have seen the live broadcast of Ning Fei.
Others don't think so.
"Great
Ma Huayun took the lead in clapping, and others immediately cheered.
"Eagle of the prairie!"
"One more time!"
"It's bregude!"
The atmosphere was warm to the extreme!
Netizens are also infected by this atmosphere, a lot of people sent to the rocket.
[Jiang Gongzi] sent 10 Super Rockets: "Ning Guanzhu is still domineering!"
"It's still interesting to watch the live broadcast of Ning Guanzhu!" Yanzong sent 10 Super rockets
[one temple in the mountains, one pot of wine] send 5 super Rockets: "find a treasure anchor, send a reward!"
Ning Fei took back his sword, waved to everyone and went back to his seat.
Lin yue'er poured him a cup of hot tea and exclaimed, "you are too good."
"Thank you." Ning Fei responded politely.
After that, more and more people left their seats and danced around the campfire.
On the one hand, we are very happy to sing and dance. On the other hand, there is a big temperature difference between day and night. Now it is cold and warm around the campfire.
Matouqin's voice mixed with laughter is floating on the grassland. In the light of the bonfire, every face is filled with the most simple smile.
It's not dark yet. The sky is red in the distance. There were small tables beside the campfire, and there were several strong men with bare arms, holding roasted whole sheep to share mutton with each person on the table. Among them, a middle-aged man who looked very strong was ma Yao's father, Ma Huayun, the leader of the village. At this time, the UAV hovers high above the tribe, quietly watching the nomadic bonfire party, so netizens can also watch the real ethnic customs. The heat of Ning Fei's live broadcasting room is surging again. At this time, Ma Huayun poured the mare's milk wine into a silver bowl, held it on the long hada, and walked towards Ningfei, singing the traditional Mongolian toast song while walking. "First cup, to our most expensive guest today, Ning Fei, buligude of grassland!" Ma Huayun said boldly. "Oh ~ ~" the other members cheered and the atmosphere became very hot. At this time, a netizen named "blue sky, my home" said: "this is called pouring wine and respecting guests, which is the traditional way of Mongolian hospitality. Wine in the hearts of nomads is the crystallization of grain, the most precious food. To offer good wine is to show the respect of grassland herdsmen for their guests. " At this time, Ning Fei first allowed Ma Huayun to wear hada around his neck, then took the wine, but did not drink it directly. But with the ring finger dipped in wine to the sky, the ground, the direction of the campfire to point, and then drink the wine in the cup. Ning Fei's action makes netizens particularly curious. "What is this for?" Some netizens couldn't help asking. blue sky, my home explained: "it's a traditional Mongolian custom. Guests light heaven, earth and bonfire with wine respectively, which means to respect heaven, earth and fire god, and also means to accept the pure friendship of the host." Hearing his explanation, many netizens suddenly realized. "There are so many manners!" "It seems that Ning Guanzhu has completely integrated into it." "It's nice to wear a pure hada." "I can give you hada with toilet paper." "Can it feel the same?" At the bonfire party, everyone was cheering, eating roast whole sheep and drinking, very forthright. Ning Fei used to have a moderate amount of wine, but there was no way for him not to drink on that occasion just now. When this cup went down, he suddenly got a bit on top. But fortunately, after a few mouthfuls of roast mutton, it slowed down. The mutton tastes very good. It's fat but not greasy. It tastes delicious. The roast mutton here is really unique, I'm afraid other places may not be able to eat such delicious mutton. "Not bad." Ning Fei exclaimed. Ningfei drinks milk tea, which is unique to Mongolian people. In addition to wine and mare's milk, people in the tribe prefer tea. Basically, three meals a day are inseparable from tea. The taste of mare's milk wine is too strong. Some people like it and think it's very delicious. Those who don't like it smell dizzy. Ma Huayun sits on the throne, Ma Yao and Li Yan sit on one side, and Ning Fei and Lin Yueer sit on the other side. There are not many young people in the tribe, so Ning Fei is arranged to be with Lin Yueer. Mongolian people are basically good at singing and dancing. During the banquet, the sound of Matouqin and Mongolian songs circled around the bonfire. Then a big man left his seat and went to the campfire to dance. His dance is a unique dance of ethnic minorities, with a unique flavor against the background of fire. Others cheered for him. Netizens are envious of the live broadcast. Ning Fei took them and saw a different way of life. At this time, after the dance, there was a sound of appreciation. "Ning Fei, you also want to jump one!" Ma Yao was in the crowd, laughing and shouting to Ning Fei. "Come on, eagle of the prairie!" "Bregude! Come on "Bregude! Bregude "One!" Ma Yao yelled, the atmosphere around him became more and more heated, and other people immediately followed him. Netizens were infected by this atmosphere, barrage came. "Ha ha, I'd rather have one!" "Show them a piece!" "Let them see the dance of the Central Plains!" Ning Fei is very helpless, he has always been low-key, but the atmosphere set off here, do not play and appear too stingy. Dance, he can't, that's the truth. But, sword dance, he can. "Little falcon, get my peach sword." Ning Fei stood up and said to the Falcon. The peach sword was hanging in the room. There was a ventilated window open on the room. The Falcon could fly in. Falcon's IQ is very high. It's not difficult to get a sword.Then there was a scene that stunned all the people in the tribe. Ning Fei went to the campfire, and the white Falcon came down from the sky. Its claws were still holding a long peach sword, and it handed the sword to Ning Fei. Netizens had some silly eyes, but after seeing the expression of the herdsmen, they were happy. "Ha ha ha, their expressions are the same as the first time I watched the live broadcast of Ningguan master." "Well, I can't believe it." "What a bird "How do you compare the style of white Falcon delivering sword?" "The herdsmen expressed some doubts about life." "This is the fairy!" Ning Fei takes over the peach wood sword and immediately rises! Sword dance is a favorite performance of ancient Chinese princes and Marquises, which is full of ancient charm. This time, Ningfei chose Wudang sword! Wudang sword combines hardness and softness, and its speed is orderly and rhythmic. When it's slow, it's like pacing in a leisurely court; when it's fast, it's like dancing in a wild sand; when it's changing, it's natural and graceful. In the eyes of nomads, Ningfei's movements are neat and full of a kind of unrestrained beauty. Next to the campfire, Ning Fei's figure is vigorous, jumping up in the air, just like a martial arts master. And then, it was the scene that stunned everyone. I saw Ning Fei suddenly pause for a moment, immediately, he pointed to the ground, drew a full moon, made an upward chop action. It's not a simple move. He's chopping up, facing the direction of the campfire! His sword turned into a gust of wind and went straight to the campfire. The campfire suddenly trembled violently, as if it was going out! Sword Qi turns into wind! A powerful swordsman can extinguish a row of candles only by sword Qi. However, the campfire was just like a man, shaking for a few seconds, and then it was calm again. Ning Fei's operation is so successful that he is shocked by the people in the tribe. Some people don't know Ning Fei. They only know that he is a friend of Ma Yao and has been respected by Ma Huayun before. They don't know what he will do. However, after Ning Fei's sword dance, these people immediately feel that Ning Fei is a master in the martial arts story, with a very powerful martial arts! Lin yue'er and Li Yan are not surprised by Ning Fei's ability because they have seen the live broadcast of Ning Fei. Others don't think so. "Great Ma Huayun took the lead in clapping, and others immediately cheered. "Eagle of the prairie!" "One more time!" "It's bregude!" The atmosphere was warm to the extreme! Netizens are also infected by this atmosphere, a lot of people sent to the rocket. Jiang Gongzi sent 10 Super Rockets: "Ning Guanzhu is still domineering!" "It's still interesting to watch the live broadcast of Ning Guanzhu!" Yanzong sent 10 Super rockets one temple in the mountains, one pot of wine send 5 super Rockets: "find a treasure anchor, send a reward!" Ning Fei took back his sword, waved to everyone and went back to his seat. Lin yue'er poured him a cup of hot tea and exclaimed, "you are too good." "Thank you." Ning Fei responded politely. After that, more and more people left their seats and danced around the campfire. On the one hand, we are very happy to sing and dance. On the other hand, there is a big temperature difference between day and night. Now it is cold and warm around the campfire. Matouqin's voice mixed with laughter is floating on the grassland. In the light of the bonfire, every face is filled with the most simple smile.
