"Slow!"

When the middle-aged man saw that Fengyun really showed signs of killing the son of the Crow King, he couldn't help but change his face and shouted to stop.

"What else do you have to say?"

Fengyun's hand stopped exerting force, but a hint of mockery appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man.

For Fengyun's anger, in fact, many people on the scene, especially the warriors on the side of the Baicao tribe, can understand.

The middle-aged man's request was indeed excessive.

Mu Qiuxia is the witch of the Baicao tribe, it is its core and soul, and it is said that she was asked to follow to prevent the injury of the Black Crow King's son from worsening, but in fact, the middle-aged man wants to control her in his own hands.

Once his intentions succeeded, the side of the Crow Tribe would be equal to winning the war.

As long as he threatens the side of the Baicao tribe with Mu Qiuxia, it is very likely that he can achieve his goal.

With the importance of Mu Qiuxia to the Baicao Tribe, it is impossible for her people to sit idly by and ignore her safety, and in the end, they are likely to surrender to the side of the Black Crow Tribe.

If this happens, the middle-aged person will have a lot to do.

The fact that the Black Crow King would send troops to attack the Baicao Tribe did not mean that he did not want to get it, but Mu Qiuxia had always refused his solicitation, so he had the idea of destroying it if he could not get it, so it was a last resort to take the way of war.

If there is a way for him to get access to the Hundred Grass Tribe, he will immediately stop attacking it.

Compared to the importance of the entire Baicao tribe to the Black Crow King, even if the Black Crow King's son died of serious injuries in the end, it would be enough to eliminate the anger in his heart.

"You're mistaken. When I'm done, it's not too late for you to make a decision. ”

Say. ”

"Although I asked Mu Qiuxia to follow me, it was limited to the range of the Purple Bamboo Forest, as long as I reached the edge of the Purple Bamboo Forest, as long as the Seventh Prince's injuries did not deteriorate. I'll let her come back. ”

At this point, he paused slightly, as if to organize the language, before saying, "You should understand me." After all, the Purple Bamboo Forest is the territory of the Baicao Tribe, and they are far more familiar with it than us, not to mention that there are many traps in it. ”

"Even if we agree to your request and leave, but we can't fly, we have to go from the purple bamboo forest, if they sneak attack us at this time, wouldn't we be in danger? ”

"I proposed to let Mu Qiuxia follow, in fact, I also wanted her to help us show the way, so as not to be hurt by those traps, otherwise I would not be able to explain to the king. ”

Fengyun listened to the middle-aged man's explanation, and did not respond immediately, but turned his head to look at the side of the Baicao tribe and asked, "What do you think?"

"I think what he's saying is just an excuse. If he was really worried about the situation he was talking about, there were other ways to solve it, and there was no need to let Wu follow. His purpose was to use this to control the witch. ”

A middle-aged female warrior from the Baicao tribe took a step forward, revealing an indignant expression.

"That's, that's it, he just wants to control witches. ”

Her words were unanimously agreed by the warriors on the side of the Baicao tribe.

"You misunderstood. I definitely didn't mean that, I really just wanted to protect myself. I'm talking about ......"

Seeing that the warriors on the side of the Baicao tribe reacted so violently, the middle-aged man couldn't help but change his expression, and hurriedly explained.

"Shut up. ”

Before he could finish speaking, Fengyun interrupted him, and then he asked the middle-aged female warrior who stood up, "Can you tell me about your solution?"

"Yes. ”

"Please. ”

"Actually, it's very simple, if he's worried about being attacked by us, he can make us swear. What's more, the credibility of our Baicao tribe is obvious to all. After all these years, when did our Baicao tribe promise things to go back on it?"

Speaking of this, the middle-aged female warrior glanced at the middle-aged man, sneered and continued: "As for the trap in the bamboo forest, we didn't think about harming people, it was all for self-preservation. If it weren't for trespassing, there wouldn't be any threat at all. ”

"If there is really something going on in our tribe, you can notify us, we will send someone to pick them up, there is no possibility of triggering them at all, only enemies like the Crow tribe who want to attack the Baicao tribe will see how powerful they are. ”

"As for what he said about the trap that will be triggered when you evacuate from here, and that you need to show them the way, it's even more nonsense. If they can come here, it means that they have opened a passage in the purple bamboo forest, and they just need to go back along this passage, where do they need someone to show them the way. ”

"Very well explained. ”

Fengyun nodded, then turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and asked, "What do you think?"

"This ...... This ......"

The middle-aged man seemed a little distracted, and seemed unable to refute the middle-aged female warrior's statement, but he eventually expressed his opinion.

"There's some truth to what she's saying, but I'm still not completely reassured. You know, we're at war with their Hundred Grass tribe right now. I can't believe the promises they made. What if they don't keep their word?"

"If that happens, we're in a lot of danger, and a lot of people are going to lose their lives. In that case, I would not only betray the king's trust, but I would also not be able to give an account to my dead people. ”

"So, you're still going to stick to your original conditions?"

Fengyun's eyebrows were raised, and he exuded a hint of danger towards the unsheathed sword.

"Yes. If Mu Qiuxia doesn't come with us, I can only refuse your request. As for the Seventh Prince, if he really went on a business trip, the king is reasonable, and I believe he will forgive us. ”

The middle-aged man's attitude seemed very resolute, and he looked absolutely non-negotiable.

"You're so pathetic. The son of the dignified Black Crow King put your life and death aside because a person wanted to make meritorious contributions. I have to say, you've lived a real failure. ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, Fengyun didn't say anything, but turned his head to look at the Crow King's son and mocked him.

"Uh......"

I don't know if it was stimulated by the wind and clouds, or if his injuries worsened, the Crow King's son let out a low roar in his throat, and then a stream of blood gushed out of his mouth, dripping down his jaw, staining his chest red.

"Tsk...... It's miserable. I vomited blood. ”

Fengyun raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man, cast a hint of amusement in his eyes, and said, "What would the Crow King do if he knew that you would not save his son and watch him die?" )