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This palace is the smallest palace that Yan Li has ever seen, and it looks similar to the Zichen Hall of the Shengshi Palace.

A Cuba is also what Yan Li has seen, and he is the most desolate and desolate to be a desolate person.

His guests,

The bloodthirsty and brutal Desolate King, the first impression everyone hears is a huge demon image, and Yan Li is naturally no exception. But Aguba's height was only eight feet at most, and even the shortest of the desolate people was a cut above him.

His appearance is not fierce, and there is no indication of any cruelty in his behavior, this is a person who cannot be found in the pile of people.

Yes, he looks like a human race, not a king of the desolate.

There was only one guest in the palace, sitting at the top of the seat, his whole body covered in a black robe, Yan Li could only judge from his size that this was a human race.

Aguba sat on his throne, and in front of him lay a table that was as high as his chest, and on it lay a large plate of meat, the legs of some unknown animal, skinned, probably roasted, but at most only one ripe, covered with sticky blood.

He cut a piece of meat with a knife, grabbed it with his hand, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and showed an expression of enjoyment, and when he heard Sun Gu's words, he didn't raise his head, and waited until the food in his mouth was completely chewed and swallowed, and then he said lightly: "Yes, who is so bold." ”

Yan Li thought of Lian Hai Changjin, who, like Ah Cuba, would never speak when there was food in his mouth. This is a very faux pas.

Sun Gu said: "Before telling his secret, the villain wanted to get a promise from the Desolate King. ”

"Then it depends on whether the secret is equal to your wishes. "Aguba.

Yan Li suddenly found that the lingua franca of Aguba was more standard and proficient than Azali, with more profound meanings and clearer expressions, and it was tepid, unable to understand the joy and anger, and it could be said that if he listened with his eyes closed, he would only think that he was a high-ranking official and nobleman in Kyoto.

Sun Gu said: "The villain hopes that the king can let me go free!"

"Let's start with the secret. "Aguba.

Sun Gu hesitated, and finally gritted his teeth, pointed at Yan Li and said: "It's him, his name is Yan Li, he is the murderer who killed your own brother, he is also the young master of the Yanshan thieves, this time he mixed into the slave camp just to assassinate you at the Fire Worship Festival!"

Yan Li's gaze fell on Sun Gu's body, and at this moment, he had completely understood where the panic, hesitation, and uneasiness in Sun Gu's heart came from.

There are many things in this world that are difficult to forgive, and betrayal is the most hated.

But Yan Li only has sorrow at this moment, the sadness is that he has not had time to trust Zhou Shen, Zhou Shen has died for him, he has not had time to distrust Sun Gu, Sun Gu has betrayed him.

If it were you, should you be disappointed or relieved, sad or angry?

Once there are too many emotions, there are no emotions.

Hearing the word "Yan Li", Ah Guba slowly put the knife aside, and then raised his head and looked at Sun Gu first.

That knife was barely a cutlery in Yan Li's opinion. Only the son of a well-educated family can make such a move, which cannot be pretended no matter how much it is pretended.

Now at the moment of life and death, he suddenly thought of something that had nothing to do with life and death, and the situation was exactly the same as when he rescued Ji Paper Kite.

There is an unproven phenomenon that says that when people are in the moment of life and death, their minds will be clearer than usual, and they are more likely to think of things that they can't usually think of, or things that they usually think of but can't perceive the mysteries.

"You're free. Agbaba smiled slightly.

Sun Gu's eyes widened, and he was immediately convinced that he had heard correctly, and couldn't help but say excitedly: "Thank you, Your Majesty!" He stood up and ran frantically outside the palace, unable to suppress his excitement while running, "I'm free, I'm free, I'm free, I can go home......"

He ran out of the palace crying and laughing, but not far away his voice abruptly stopped, and fell silent forever.

Yan Li said coldly: "Since you refuse to let him go, why give him an unrealistic hope?"

Only then did Ah Cuba look at Yan Li, and he was very interested: "He betrayed you, but you spoke for him, is it possible that this king's cognition is wrong, in the land of Great Xia, robbers are not good people?"

Yan Li said: "I only know that this is the lava tribe, and without your order, a human race running out will only be treated as a slave who intends to escape." ”

"Escaping is a much better chance than surviving here, so why don't you give it a try?"

"Here, I only have to face you, and if I escape, I will face all the tribes of desolate people. Yan Lidao.

"It's boring. Ah Cuba suddenly lost interest, his body suddenly shook, and his strength was like rolling thunder, surging towards Yan Li.

At the same time, the man in the black robe also shot at the same time, and without seeing him make any movements, a sword light shot out.

Yan Li had already taken out the cliff, wanting to block a blow from A Cuba, and took advantage of the situation to escape, but who knew that these two shameless people actually attacked him, and he instinctively felt that A Cuba was a greater threat, so he had to suffer the sword light.

Boom!

He was knocked out from a distance, drew a parabola, and spat out a bloody arrow in mid-air, and the injuries that he had managed to recover from instantly worsened, even worse than before.

He was firmly caught on both sides. It's a lot heavier than Cangyang's blow.

Originally, there were two strange forces in his body, and at this moment, he should have passed out directly, but a fact that shocked him was barely enough to hang his consciousness.

He looked at Cuba in shock, because although the other party's blow looked like courage, it was actually true qi.

Aguba used true qi that looked like a lot of courage.

Ah Cuba didn't know that Yan Li was shocked, he looked at the black-robed man in surprise, and said with some displeasure: "Do you think I can't kill him?"

The black-robed man reminded in a deep voice, "Hidden sword." ”

Aguba was stunned, and then realized that the other party was trying to stop him.

He looked at Yan Li suddenly, and saw that the latter was really shocked, so he had to smile slightly: "Originally, I planned to keep you on the fire worship festival, but now I have to send you on the road in advance." ”

"Hmm!" he suddenly thought of something, "the festival of fire needs sacrifices anyway, just so that he can feel the pain of being burned to death by lava......"

Yan Li didn't know what the so-called sacrifice was, and he didn't think about it, because before Ah Cuba finished speaking, he had already fainted.

Those who faint can only be slaughtered by others.

It's the second day in the blink of an eye.

It was still the room arranged by Cangyang, she had wine glasses on the table, and there was wine in the glasses, she casually raised a glass and looked around at everyone: "Success or failure is here, I wish you all good luck." ”

Everyone raised their glasses without a word, drank their own drinks, and set off for the venue.

The venue is divided into two floors, inside and outside.

On the outer layer is the personal guard camp headed by the eldest son of Aguba, the Great Prince of the Desolate. Three hundred desolate warriors firmly guarded all the entrances and exits of the entire tribe, ensuring that not a single fly could fly in.

Of course, if you want to assassinate Aguba, there is only this opportunity, because in normal times, three hundred desolate warriors are always ambushed around the palace, and they will desperately protect Aguba at any time.

This is a terrifying force, even Zhang Huaibi does not dare to risk rushing in.

Inside, there was a huge square surrounding the crater, which was now filled with important figures of the desolate tribes gathered from all over the world, each with a slave who was called, arranged around Aguba in the form of stars and moons.

The position of Agubaba, on a high platform directly below the crater, all the desolate people seemed to worship their own king, prostrate themselves to the ground.

Below Aguba, there is no doubt that the position of the head is none other than the high priest Tashi Dorjee.

The next position is another confidant of Aguba.

And so on, and so on, covering the entire square.

"Flat. Acuba waved his hand.

And all the desolations stood up in turn.

With a solemn look on his face, he said in the standard barren language: "Since the establishment of the Aragami Tower, the barren people have lived on this land for generations. Now that the barren tribe is at the moment of life and death, there are fewer and fewer prey in the Taganra Mountains, and many people starve to death every year, and in the long run, the barren people will disappear in the long river of history. ”

"Everyone!" he slowly straightened his back, his eyes showing an inhuman fierce light, "If the desolate clan wants to reproduce, they must have more territory, and the fire worship festival is imperative......"

Oh!

The desolate people raised their hands in the air and shouted, and the square seemed to have become a nest of demons.

But in the midst of this earth-shattering noise, an abrupt voice suddenly said, "I object!"

These three words are sonorous and powerful, and they are categorical.

The square fell silent for a moment, and they all looked at the source of the sound.

The person who spoke was very close to the high platform, and it was Tashi Dorjee at the top of the table.

He had slowly stood up, and walked out of his place, and walked into the aisle in front of Aguba, with his back to Aguba, facing all the desolate people.

His waist was straight, like a beast vying for the throne, and his old age could not affect his majesty in the slightest, and most of the desolate people were frightened by him, and were dumbfounded and unable to speak.

"Bold!" a pro-Agbabar chieftain snapped to his feet.

Tashi Dorjee looked coldly, and a desolate man sitting in the center suddenly jumped up and pounced, throwing the chief to the ground, and the two scuffled together, sweeping over countless tables and chairs.

"Stop!" said Aguba, with a calm face.

After the two were separated by the others, he looked at Tashi Dorjee: "High Priest, this king has always respected you, what do you mean by this?"

Tashi Dorjee turned around, looked at Aguba, and shouted: "Under your leadership, the desolate tribe has killed more and more people in the war over the years, have you ever reflected?

As soon as his words came out, the absurd people couldn't help but talk about it.

At this moment, a desolate warrior strode in: "Your Majesty, the army from nowhere has launched an attack on us!"

PS: Let's add more tomorrow, I'm busy during the day today.