Chapter 67 Fucheng(1/2)
I don't agree, you can't do it.
Wanyan Agu found out and understood what Lu Yun meant.
At this moment, he had an impulse to kill this person at all costs.
However, he did not give the order.
If the shaman elder of the Jurchen tribe was still there, he would have asked them to deal with this uninvited guest without hesitation.
But in the war not long ago, their shaman elders all sacrificed their lives to eliminate the Liao nationality.
There are no wizards in the Jurchen tribe today.
Wanyan Aguda deeply knows the power of a wizard.
One person can defeat a army.
One person can kill tens of thousands of people.
Wizards, only wizards can fight against them.
Using quantity to deal with it will only make his son die in vain.
Lu Yun sat in the talisman car, watched Wanyan Aguda's expression change in disguise, and spoke again.
"You only have two ways, either leave this continent or leave this world."
"Play us? What's the difference?" One of Wanyan Aguda's sons, named Wanyan Zong, could no longer bear the arrogance of the people in front of him. He raised his blood-colored giant sword, ran, and ran towards the talisman car.
No matter what master you are, you will cut you first.
"No!" Wanyan Agu yelled.
But it's too late.
Lu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed his hand.
It started raining in the sky.
It was clear just now, but now it suddenly started to rain heavily.
Amid the drizzling sound of rain, a strong warning suddenly appeared in the heart of Wanyan Zonggan, but he didn't know where the warning came from.
Then, he was a little confused.
Heavy rain fell.
His big knife was broken.
His clothes were torn.
His whole body was covered in scars by raindrops and his body was completely covered in skin.
It seems that every drop of rain is not rain, but a knife.
...
Countless raindrops were like countless sharp knives, falling from above the sky, falling on Wanyan Zonggan's knife, and the large blades shattered.
It fell on the clothes that Wanyan Zong had dried, and the clothes turned into shatter.
After falling on Wanyan Zonggan's body, Wanyan Zonggan was cut into pieces.
However, Wanyan Zonggan was not dead.
Lu Yun didn't want him to die, so he didn't die.
Wanyan Zonggan wanted to die.
It is better to die than to suffer from all kinds of pain.
"Wanyan Aguda, do you want me to rain again?"
The sounds in the talisman car gradually became more impatient.
Wanyan Aguda was silent for a moment and asked, "What's the difference?"
His son asked this question before, but now he asked this question again.
What is the difference between leaving this continent and leaving this world?
Isn’t this continent the only continent?
"From your current position, you can go east, and you may be able to reach a new continent, which is called America. If you survive, or if you can't survive, it depends on your luck!"
"We are willing to leave!" After endless silence, Wanyan Aguda finally said this.
Rejection means death.
The people in the carriage are too powerful.
Whether it is the return of the ten thousand swords or the overturning of hands to rain, it proves that the people in the carriage have the strength to destroy them.
This is probably the most powerful person he has ever seen.
It is even stronger than the Liao national commander they met back then.
A rain can destroy them all!
He had to think about it for the entire tribe.
People on the grassland are the strong and the strong will not be rejected by them.
Then migrate eastward.
The Jurchen tribe members have already endured an extremely difficult environment. What's the point of migrating again?
Giving up the prosperity of the north and giving up everything he won, the Jurchens left the Asian continent and headed further north and east to find the legendary American continent.
Lu Yun did not allow them to exist in this continent, so they had to leave.
The talisman car continued to move forward.
Continue to head north.
Go west again.
The temperature here is getting colder.
Above the talisman car, a talisman fire is produced, bringing warmth to the talisman car.
The talisman car arrived on the prairie further north.
There are also people living here.
The herdsmen living on the grasslands seem to be even more depressed than the Jin people.
A feather arrow shot deep into the gentle slope outside the snow. A snow rabbit hidden in the snow slope was torn apart by an arrow cluster. He jumped up desperately, and fell into the snow. He ran into the snow for a few bounces and died.
Heavy footsteps sounded on the slope. A woman in a lint suit climbed over the edge of the snow slope and searched for the injured snow rabbit's eyes first saw a huge carriage. She was shocked and started to squeak.
Lu Yun got out of the talisman car and said, "I have no malice."
The woman couldn't understand Lu Yun's words, but when the woman listened to Lu Yun's words, she had an unshakable thought in her heart: He is definitely a good person.
The woman immediately smiled, took an invitation posture, pulled out the feather arrow from the snow rabbit, carefully watched the wear of the arrow cluster, then grabbed the snow ball, wiped the blood stains on the rabbit's body, and threw it into the bag behind her, warmly invited Lu Yun to go home.
Lu Yun did not refuse, and took two disciples and the little girl Chen Liqing to follow the woman.
A lonely tent is painted with a paint similar to black mud, which should be able to block the wind and cold according to its appearance.
Lu Yun entered the tent, and the woman enthusiastically threw a large piece of jerky meat over and poured them a bowl of milk tea.
There is not much salt in the jerky meat. Although it is tasteless, if it is mixed with saliva for a long time, it will emit a rough and original fragrance.
As for milk tea, it is a bit rough.
After drinking, Lu Yun also asked them to force them out, which only increased some waste in his body.
Miss Chen Liqing was very happy. Although the language was different, she had a great chat with the woman.
The next day, Lu Yun left here and began to return to the capital.
Yue Fei has been worried, but now he says: "Master, what kind of tribe is this? Their women actually have to hunt themselves. Their children will become soldiers at the age of twelve to fight with wild wolves?"
This was asked by Yue Fei and the woman.
Women from the Song Dynasty never did such a thing.
Hunting? This is what men do.
Fighting with wild wolves? The twelve-year-old Song people don’t have such a powerful child.
Of course, except for Miss Chen...
"They are Mongolians."
Lu Yun said lightly.
The overlord of the future grassland.
It almost swept across the world.
Genghis Khan's army has attacked Africa...
To be continued...