"So you want to tell me that you are not running away, but trying to survive?"

The sword in Liu Ruiying's hand retracted some force, and the tip of the sword pulled out of the flesh in his throat, bringing out a series of blood flowers.

“That’s exactly that.”

The barbarian Zhiji nodded and said.

When he nodded, his chin just hit the sword.

I saw my eyes from the reflection of the sword body.

For a moment, he didn't recognize that this was his own eyes, and he was extremely unfamiliar.

In fact, anyone who looks at his own eyes will feel very strange, and this is not something that is strange.

This is the first time he has looked in the mirror.

As a man and a barbarian in Monan, he didn't care much about his appearance.

In other words, their aesthetics are very different from those in the five kingdoms.

Liu Ruiying didn't know the specific aesthetic standards, and even he himself couldn't understand them.

But I just felt that I was reflected from Liu Ruiying's sword, and it was a little strange. Maybe I didn't have a rest for a day and night, and my eyes were exhausted. Or after such a long period of time, I had worn away the wildness and bloodthirst in his eyes.

No matter which one it is, it makes him feel in an instant that he is really meaningful?

Mo Nan, can you really go back?

But when he thinks of his wife, children, relatives, and friends in the tribe, he must go back.

Otherwise, these people who are close to him will become rebellious together, and will be used as sacrifices by Si Ming when he asks the sky next time, peel off the skin and flesh as a tablecloth, and lift the skull to serve wine.

"I don't blame you."

Liu Ruiying completely withdrew her sword.

He noticed that the wound on the barbarian Zhiji's throat had stopped bleeding and began to heal slowly.

Such a racial talent cannot be envied by others.

But Liu Ruiying found that he seemed to be afraid of hotness.

Otherwise, the marks on the rolling water on the arm should not be so obvious after several hours.

Liu Ruiying didn't want to ask about this.

If it is really his weakness, it is best to hide it in his heart and use it when it should be used.

If he asked in advance and had a dike, his weakness could not be called a weakness, but instead became his strongest place.

“Now there are two ways before you.”

Liu Ruiying said after pondering for a moment.

"Anyway, one must be life, and you won't let me die the other one."

The barbarian Zhiji said with fearlessness.

"I said that the antidote cannot threaten me. I am really anxious. I can gather the three powerful troops in the kingdom and tell you that there will be no people in Monan anymore."

Liu Ruiying said lightly.

The voice is not loud or loud, but it is extremely firm and loud.

With his voice, the barbarian Zhiji suddenly had a cold war.

He seemed to see thousands of troops coming towards him.

The dust raised by the iron cavalry is higher than the rooftop built by the tribe Siming.

The sword light fell.

His wife held her young child and fell to the ground.

Blood shot out, dyeing half of the sky red...

People who have never been to Zhongdu City will not have such an illusion.

Only those who have been there know how powerful the power is hidden under this prosperous era.

Like a sleeping giant dragon.

When no one is invading, it closes its eyes and is very docile. But once the sound of the golden drum in the border river sounds, the dragon will burst out with its supposed momentum, with one claw reaching the sky.

Although the Monan barbarians, with their physical advantages, have been able to compete with the Ou family and Hu family in Xiawei City for so many years and be able to settle down in a corner.

But if King Qingzhong really takes over the three powerful troops of Zhongdu, then Monan's resistance will be like hitting a stone with an egg, which is meaningless.

Even if all the barbarian tribes are united together, not to mention that now there is still a lot of sand on the surface.

He needs time, and the entire barbarian tribe also needs time.

He did not regard Liu Ruiying's words as a threat, but believed them.

Although Liu Ruiying only investigated the provincial flag of the Central Government and ordered the prisons and prisons. But when he said this from his mouth, he was a golden sword and angered like a tiger.

"I...I want to live!"

The barbarian Zhiji struggled for a long time and spoke.

"If you want to live, do what I say."

Liu Ruiying stood with her hands behind her back.

Then he pointed to the house of Beizhi and signaled him to get the customized token first.

"etc!"

When the barbarian Zhiji walked to him, Liu Ruiying suddenly called him.

The barbarian Zhiji's body froze and his eyes stared at Liu Ruiying's sword.

Fortunately, he didn't mean to draw a sword.

His empty right hand went deep into his arms, twisted it for a while, took out five silver notes, and handed them to the barbarian Zhiji.

"I gave these silver notes to the North Array and said I would not make the token of leaving the city. But if I had said that first, I broke the contract, so I was willing to pay half of the money as compensation."

As a result, the barbarians' wisdom and dullness were gathered, Liu Ruiying turned around and walked into the yard.

After a while, there was an extra token in his hand, but Liu Ruiying gave him the silver notes, but he still held them in his hand.

Liu Ruiying couldn't help but frown.

Since he just finished talking about the three powerful troops, he felt that the barbarian Zhiji was a little stunning, but now he can even forget what he agreed to in person in a blink of an eye, which makes him even more strange.

Even though most of the barbarians have simple minds, their extraordinary identities are the wisdom of the group. Moreover, along the way, Liu Ruiying felt that he was smart and changeable and did not look stupid at all. How could he become like this in just one sentence?

"It seems you don't want to live..."

Liu Ruiying said.

He raised his left hand slightly, and pointed the hilt straight towards his chest.

"He doesn't want it!"

The barbarian Zhiji waved his hands repeatedly and said.

"What else did he say?"

Liu Ruiying asked.

"I really didn't say anything! After handing me the token, I put the silver notes on the table, and he just said softly and took them away."

Liu Ruiying pondered for a long time and finally sighed.

Forget it, the fate is different every day, and we can’t fight for this day and night.

Although Wannian is too long, some things are too anxious and can only appear short-sighted, narrow-minded, and have no demeanor.

Since he and the Northern Formation can be seen today, it means they are destined to be together.

The Northern Formation refused to accept his money, so he said that today's fate was about meeting.

Maybe there are still some opportunities to owe each other to each other in the future.

Liu Ruiying and the Barbarian Zhiji walked in the crowded area one by one. There were a few gambling ghosts and wine bugs on the road. They had just finished the game and were walking staggeringly on the street.

The gambling ghost seemed to have lost his soul, but the wineworms were all over their faces.

The gambling must have lost money, but the wine bug encountered a good thing.

The gambling ghost couldn't see it and took action to knock the wine worm over.

When two people who are both stupid are in trouble, they are troublesome. One is not clear-headed and the other is confused. Perhaps they can't figure out the situation and will only implicate the people around them in vain.

The wineworm didn't know the pain, and spread it underground and burped with satisfaction, allowing the gambler to look through his pocket.

How could he have silver in his pocket? If you want to talk about this silver, I'm afraid only he has it in his stomach.

The last two taels of silver was replaced by him and he had eaten it with yellow soup, and he didn't even have half a piece of money in his pocket.

Good things are good things.
To be continued...