In a thatched hut in the Beiwang Realm.

There are several large roosters free in the yard.

At this moment, these big roosters were abnormal.

It is constantly chirping towards the sun that is gradually sinking.

The roosters elsewhere are all called early.

Why do the roosters in this thatched hut crow late?

Hearing the rooster crowing, a man walked out of the hut.

Slid your arms.

It seems that I just woke up shortly after I woke up.

This chicken follows the owner.

The master gets up at sunset, and it is the morning for the chicken and the master.

The man walked to the center of the yard.

There was an iron rack there.

There is a pot on the shelf.

But there was no cooking in the pot, and there was no burning firewood under the pot.

Instead, a handful of fire was burning in the pot.

The man looked up and saw that the fire was already weak.

He picked up some branches anywhere and threw them in.

The fire suddenly soared into the sky again, half a foot high.

It turns out that this chicken is not with its owner.

Instead, the sense of time was disturbed by the bonfire that never ended day and night.

That's why it roars when it's dark.

Because it was dark, the bonfire was still bright.

However, its door regarded the bonfire as the rising sun in the morning.

What kind of people can set up a bunch of bonfires in the yard that can be spared no effort every day and night?

Naturally, they are grassland people.

This is their habit and sustenance.

No matter where you are, only if you set up a bonfire, this place can be regarded as your hometown.

When the sunset shines on Jingyao's side face again.

He then carved another mark on the pillar at the door with a knife.

Including the previous ones, the total number is already the fourth one.

Each path is a day.

So he has been in this hut for four days.

It can be seen that he is living a leisurely life.

The people who robbed four million taels of money and caused the entire Zhenbei King Realm to be in turmoil, were lying on a wooden rocking chair at this moment.

It swayed squeakingly.

Holding a pot of wine and a vegetable in his hand.

Wine is for drinking.

Vegetables are used to feed chickens.

Every time Jingyao took a sip of wine, she pulled a little leaves from the vegetables and threw them behind a group of big roosters.

"Look, do these chickens look very much like the people in the government offices of the Northern King Realm?"

Jingyao said with a smile.

Although these roosters saw Jingyao and pulled off the vegetable leaves.

But its eyesight is not enough to see where the vegetable leaf was thrown.

I always have to scream and find it for a while.

However, every time, it is a seemingly inconspicuous rooster that can be found.

Its fur color is not as bright as that of its partners.

Especially the tail.

Bare.

There is no slight radiance at all.

Jingyao stared at the chicken.

But his eyes were filled with anger and resentment.

"Cook that chicken tonight!"

Jingyao ordered.

The people around him responded and were about to go and catch the chicken.

But the chicken seemed to be able to know foresight.

I spit out before I finished eating the leaves in my mouth.

He flapped his wings and flew to the roof.

The roof is behind Jingyao.

I saw him change the wine pot to his left hand.

Put his right hand on his waist.

A backhanded knife.

He actually cut off the chicken's head directly.

The chicken head rolled down from the roof.

Falling at Jingyao's feet.

His eyelids were trembling, and his pointed mouth opened and closed.

Jingyao stared at it for a while, then picked it with the tip of the knife and threw it out of the yard.

"Mr....Would you still eat that chicken?"

Jingyao's subordinates asked.

At this moment, a drop of chicken blood happened to drip from the roof and drip into Jingyao's wine pot.

Jingyao saw it, but she shook the wine pot indifferently.

It seemed to make the drop of chicken blood and wine more harmonious.

Since there is the first drop, there will be the second, third, and fourth drops...

Every drop of chicken blood fell into Jingyao's wine pot intact.

But he never shook the wine pot again.

Instead, he raised his head and took a big sip.

"I won't eat it anymore... I just didn't like the chicken... I took it off the roof and threw it into the bonfire."

Jingyao said.

How could the dignified master compete with the rooster?

His subordinates couldn't understand either.

But since my master gave the order, it is always wrong to do so.

The moment the chicken's body was thrown into the bonfire, Jingyao suddenly laughed.

He seemed to see Liu Ruiying being crushed by himself in the rising fire.

Jingyao still holds a knife in his right hand.

Just as he was about to return the knife to the sheath, he saw another broken mark on the blade.

This knife was not damaged after he fought south and north for more than ten years.

It was actually under the power of Liu Ruiying's sword that the blade was severely damaged.

How can Jingyao not hate him?
To be continued...