Li Yuanfa was strangled to death by Yan Lisheng.

There is no thrilling showdown between a practitioner and a practitioner.

If you peel off the skin on Li Yuanfa's neck now, you will find that the inside of his neck has been completely crushed into meat sauce. The expression of horror hung on his face forever, and there was a hint of confusion.

"Zhou Shen!" Yan Li helped Zhou Shen up, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, trembled his hands, and poured out the last medicine that Ye Qing gave him, wanting to give it to Zhou Shen, but after trying several times, he failed because of his trembling hands.

When he tried for the fourth time, Zhou Shen suddenly pressed his hand and shook his head with a reluctant smile.

Yan Li roared: "I hate owing favors the most, you quickly took the medicine and survived for me, I have to repay you for this favor!"

Zhou Shen grabbed his hand tighter, vomited blood, and seemed to spit out a mouthful of stuffy breath, barely able to speak: "You are seriously injured, you keep ......"

Yan Li gritted his teeth: "Why did you save me?"

Zhou Shen said: "Because you are Yan Li." ”

"I'm Yan Li, what's wrong?"

"You killed Azari. ”

"Worth your life?"

"General Huo is kind to me. ”

"It's that old thing again!"

"Nope. Zhou Shen shook his head. Then he looked at the other slaves in the cave, "I can't save them, you can." ”

Yan Li said: "I can't even beat the three indiscriminately now!"

Zhou Shen still shook his head: "Not only them, all the human beings who are enslaved by the desolate people, I beg you to save them......"

"How to save it?" Yan Li seemed to be listening to the Arabian Nights.

"Kill Acuba. Zhou Shen said.

Yan Li was both sad and desperate: "You saved me from this one. ”

Zhou Shen showed one last smile: "You killed Azari, you are a hero." ”

"Ridiculous, all this is ridiculous!" Yan Li couldn't accept it at all. But no one spoke to him again.

After sitting for a long time, he looked down at Zhou Shen's corpse, although his eyes had lost their lustre, they were still looking at him.

"Don't look at me, I won't be able to do this......"

He was still looking at him.

"Even if you see the sky and the earth is old, Aguba will not suddenly become weaker than Azari......"

He was still looking at him.

"I'm not a hero! Listen, I'm not a hero!"

He was still looking at him.

"You madman!"

He was still looking at him.

Yan Li took a deep breath, his eyes moved to the wound medicine next to the corpse, the medicine was stained with blood, he reached out to pick it up, and slowly put it in his mouth.

"Okay! I'm crazy, too. ”

......

After that, it took another three days to finally reach the destination.

When Yan Li saw Wang Ting for the first time, he realized the reason why Wang Ting was a royal court.

The lava tribe lives up to its name because it was built around a huge volcano.

It's not scary to build on a volcano, it's scary to know that this volcano is alive, not only alive, but also like a living beast, every once in a while, you can always hear magma roaring inside the volcano, and the whole mountain will shake.

And the most ornate stone house closest to the crater was even a hundred steps away, and Sun Gu told him that it was the residence of Acuba.

Sun Gu is Zhou Shen's most trusted subordinate. In fact, he was also awake that night, and he said that he would inherit Zhou Shen's last wish and assist Yan Li in killing Acuba.

That night, the desolate man guarding the cave had been killed by Li Yuanfa, and the two were able to find a place to bury Zhou Shen. Of course, Li Yuanfa's body should also be disposed of, otherwise it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the desolate.

Syllable!

A whip whipped through the air and hit the iron cage, and Liu Xiaoba walked over: "Cheer up Lao Tzu, when you get to the royal court, grow a few more eyes, and serve me the desolate man, otherwise I want you to look good!"

Liu Xiaoba is the leader of the slaves who rescued Yan Li from the knife of the desolate warriors, and he is their chief manager. Zhou Shen disappeared for no reason, and the desolate man blamed him for all the blame, and he suffered a lot, so his temper was particularly bad these days, and he would arrest and whip people at every turn.

He glared at Yan Li fiercely: "I'll tell you, no matter what your identity was before, you are now a slave, if you want to die, you will die, let you live, do whatever you want, if you dare to resist, see if I don't kill you!"

After speaking, he shook his hand and whipped Yan Li's thigh.

In the past few days, he has been whipped, because Liu Xiaoba was afraid that he would not serve people and offend the powerful people in the tribe, so he was worried about being implicated, so he specially conducted special training.

The road gradually flattened, and when the Mother River reached this point, it suddenly turned around and flowed in the direction of the south, that is, the 100,000 mountains.

When he arrived here, the whole picture of the lava tribe was displayed in front of Yan Li's eyes.

It surrounds the volcano, and the whole circle is reclaimed to form terraced flat land, and the stone houses are lined up, and some of them are set aside as streets, and there are four avenues leading to the top of the volcano, and on both sides of these four avenues, a part is set aside as a ditch, and the streets of each threshold are connected by arched bridges, forming a transportation network extending in all directions.

This subverted Yan Li's view of the desolate people, who originally thought that they were just a group of barbarians, but now he found out that there were not no wise men and craftsmen among the desolate people.

The convoy walked along a straight avenue with a huge stone gate at the end, open on both sides, and the stone beams topped with the totems of the lava tribe.

The Totem of the Lava Tribe is a blue-faced fanged demon bathed in flames.

When the convoy entered Shimen, it was the first terraced street, dozens of paces wide, lined with shops selling all kinds of goods, and the streets were crowded with deserted people from all over the Taganra Mountains.

"The hierarchy of the desolate man is strict, the nobles of the tribe can kill and take their subordinates, it is not strange that a desolate man marries a wife today will be snatched by his boss tomorrow, and he can't resist yet, if he resists, he will immediately become a slave. ”

Sun Gu told Yan Lidao: "From top to bottom, the lava tribe is the desolate king Aguba, the high priest Tashi Dorjee, the eldest prince Sochitunu, the second princess Cangyang, the third prince Lennon, and the other deputy commander of the Aragami Legion, Feili......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a rapid sound of horses' hooves behind him, and a loud voice shouted a word in the absurd language.

The convoy hurriedly separated to both sides, and Yan Li looked back, and his heart suddenly shocked.

I saw Ji Paper Kite and Cangyang riding together, passing by quickly.

Ji Paper Kite suddenly felt something, and turned her head to look at the prisoner car where Yan Li was.

But Yan Li had already turned his back.

It was only after Cangyang's army passed through that order gradually returned to the streets.

After the leader of the convoy and a somewhat arrogant man, Yan Li and the others were taken to a large stone house, in which there were two rows of wooden basins, a little water in the wooden basin, and a set of clothes next to the wooden basin.

It turns out that these desolate people also know how to enjoy, and they don't want slaves to come to entertain VIPs. The uniform style of slave clothing will also be more neat. Of course, slaves are not qualified to wear shoes, and Yan Li's boots have long been confiscated by Liu Xiaoba.

I changed my clothes and was taken up again.

Sun Gu asked Yan Li in a low voice, "How are you going to assassinate Aguba?"

Yan Li said: "When is the Fire Worship Festival?"

"The day after tomorrow. Sun Gu said.

Yan Li said: "We will all be on the scene?"

Sun Gu said: "This is exactly why we were transported, those nobles need someone to bring tea and water. ”

Yan Li thought for a while and said, "I need a quiet environment. ”

......

As the night deepened, Ji Paper Kite sat in the room provided by Cangyang, and even though she was single in a foreign country, she was not anxious.

It's just that the person she was waiting for was late, and she wasn't very happy.

She thought that she seemed to see Yan Li when she entered the city, and she decided to ask Cangyang to help, she knew that it was a prisoner cart dedicated to transporting slaves, and she also knew that the slaves sent by each tribe would be placed in different places.

A knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

"Enter. She replied calmly.

The door was pushed open, and the candle flame flickered at an accelerated pace.

A woman walks into a dimly lit room, she takes off her hood, revealing a charming and shrewd face.

"Are you Ji Tiansheng?" she was looking at Ji Paper Kite.

"You're a mulberry flower?" Ji Paper Kite was also looking at her.

This is a glamorous woman, and all the characteristics of a mature woman, can be seen in her.

She twisted her waist and sat down opposite Ji Paper Kite.

Then three more people walked in through the door, two women and one man.

The man was about fifty years old, with a very neatly trimmed beard, dressed retro, and with a meticulous smile on his face, like a gentleman living in an old age.

"Oh, let's take a look, beautiful Great Xia Lord," he said with a dignified courtesy very gracefully, "I beg your pardon for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, Your Majesty's beauty alone is enough to conquer the world." ”

"Thank you. Ji Paper Kite replied politely.

"Oh, I like polite children, and such beautiful children, are you right, Hachi?"

He was asking a girl next to him.

The girl is not big, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old, such a flower-like age, it should be the most innocent time, but it is not visible on her face at all, it is as cold as a piece of ice.

"I don't know. She replied nonchalantly.

"Oh, you're so uncute. ”

"Shut up!"

The middle-aged man immediately shut up and didn't dare to say anything more.

Because it was Tang Sanghua who shut him up.

Tang Sanghua was the last to come in, she was originally smiling brightly, but when she saw that Ji Paper Kite was alone, her face suddenly became ugly: "Where is Yan Li?"

Ji Paper Kite looked at her for a long time before she slowly spoke: "He's injured." ”

Tang Sanghua screamed angrily: "Even if it's a corpse!

She squinted slightly, and suddenly said, "Are you in love with him?"

"Nope. Ji Paper Kite said categorically.

Tang Sanghua laughed coldly: "Then why didn't you bring him here? You still don't admit that you are protecting him?"

Ji Paper Kite smiled faintly: "Controlling him is equivalent to controlling the Yanshan Thief, how could I let him die in your hands." ”

"You want to control him?" Tang Sanghua seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and laughed wildly, "Let me tell you, you don't know him at all, he has a deep grudge against your dynasty, and you will pay the price sooner or later!"