The red robe tightened suddenly, at first snug, then tighter and tighter, like a tight-fitting prison uniform.

Pasha screamed, and reached out to unwrap his shirt, but found it tightly buttoned. He tried to tear the fabric, but found that the fabric looked ordinary, but it was flexible and strong, and there was nothing he could do with it.

The clothes were so tight that Pasha could barely breathe, and he felt extremely itchy. He scratched his body with his hands, but it was useless to be blocked by the cloth. He felt that his face was also itching unbearably, and he couldn't help scratching it with his hands, but the more he scratched it, the more it itched, and his face was constantly scratched with blood marks.

Looking at his dying and struggling appearance, Zhang Bai smiled and said, "How is it? Do you still think that this red robe came from the tailor's shop?" He put his hands behind his back and swayed back and forth in front of Pasha, but he didn't help.

The red robe was still tightening, and Pasha couldn't even care about the itching on his face now, his lungs were squeezed so that he could barely expand, he was so suffocated that he couldn't even say a word, and his hands were desperately pulling at the red robe, but to no avail.

Zhang Bai smiled evilly on the side: "You see that you still don't trust me, and you are always unwilling to cooperate thoroughly, in fact, we can be good partners." ”

He looked helpless, "I can kill you at any time, but I'm not a butcher and don't like to kill." I can give you one last chance, from now on, if you are willing to recognize me as the new leader, Ahurama, and you become my subordinate, then I will set you free. I think that's fairer, what do you think?" Zhang Bai asked Pasha seemingly nonchalantly.

Pasha's eyes were almost out of their sockets. On the one hand, he was strangled by the red robe, and on the other hand, he was full of shock, this stinky boy actually wanted to be an ahurama? He couldn't speak, he couldn't make an expression, he just shook his head violently.

Zhang Bai was silent, staring at Pasha with his eyes, watching him writhe and roll in pain, without saying a word.

The red robe became tighter and tighter, and blood flowed from the corners of Pasha's mouth, and now he couldn't even roll, because his ribs were broken, and he felt a piercing pain as soon as he rolled, and even if it hurt, he couldn't make a sound. His eyes were black, he only had breath out, no breath to enter, and death was imminent.

Pasha finally felt fear, and the mournful cry of Al Hilal in his dream came to his ears: "I ——! in the dark"

He regretted it and wanted to beg Zhang Bai for mercy, but he couldn't say anything and could only nod desperately, but the movement of his head involved the broken ribs in his chest, and he fainted with a sharp pain.

......

In the moonlight, Zhang Bai jumped from Zero into the Tigris River, and he had not taken a bath for many days. Soaking in the clean river water like this, he imagined such a life in his previous life, but of course he didn't have the guts. Now that he is an immortal cultivator who has entered the Dao, there is no danger in doing so. He lay on his back in the water, looking up at the moonlight, thinking that he still lacked a bar of soap.

Mu Jing suddenly appeared next to him, startling Zhang Bai, quickly covered the key, sank into the water and floated up again: "Hey, I said that your goddess's family, can you not peek at the man taking a bath, be reserved?"

"You don't care," Mu Jing pursed her lips and snickered, "It's comfortable here, I just want to talk to you here." ”

"Okay, then you can say it!" Zhang Bai changed his swimming style and lay on the water.

"I heard that you forced Pasha to recognize you as the sect leader?" Mu Jing asked, tilting his head.

It turned out to be this thing. Zhang Bai almost forced Pasha to death today, the die-hard man now has almost all his ribs broken and is unconscious in bed, and the Roman doctor is taking care of him.

After a little free time, the Roman doctor finally had time to announce his name, his name was Titus, and his grandfather was Galen of Pergamum, a famous Roman physician who had written more than 500 medical books.

"Uh...... Yes, but it's just a plan of mine, and I don't really like being a leader. Zhang Bai explained. "Really just trying, not too sure. ”

"What's the plan?" Mu Jing asked.

"So, we are here now for the purpose of bringing together King Aldaban and his army, and if possible, returning to the capital to quell the rebellion there. But as you should have noticed, this is a battlefield, and the army can't get out. If you still want to achieve your goal, in general, you must first defeat the enemy on the opposite side, then return to Ctesiphon, and then defeat the enemy there. Zhang Bai said.

"In short, we have at least two big battles to fight, and there will be a river of blood when the time comes. It is estimated that at least five or six thousand people will have to die, and the injured with broken legs and hands should have ten thousand people, and the Grim Reaper is preparing to enjoy this destruction!"

Mu Jing was silent when she heard this, and she felt a little unbearable. "Does your plan have anything to do with this?" she asked.

"Of course!" Zhang Bai thought for a moment and said, "I don't want so many people to die, even if they are not of my kind. So I want to use Zoroastrianism, if I am the leader, then whether it is this battle on the other side or the suppression of the rebellion in the capital, it can greatly reduce casualties. I'm not God, that's all I can do, do my best! It's okay if I don't succeed, we didn't start this battle. ”

Mu Jing smiled at the corner of her mouth after hearing this, she looked at Zhang Bai and said, "You are very good, you deserve to be the person I fancied!"

Is this a confession? It's a bit sudden! In this case, if you don't dare to respond explicitly, you're not a man!

"Sister Mujing, don't worry! Like the two of us, it is a classic sister and brother relationship, generally speaking, the woman must stay calm, and when I reach the legal age in a few years, I will marry ......"

"——!

The sunken Zhang Bai was bubbling in the water.

"What's wrong with that?

......

When he woke up, the first thing Zhang Bai did was to replenish hydrogen, and now his cultivation has increased the speed of preparing gas very quickly, basically half an hour even the consumption of tattooed gas tanks and airbags with spaceships has been completed.

Waiting for the boat, breakfast has been prepared, today is the pancake prepared by Qingchi, which is sandwiched with salted meat brought from Peshawar, and it tastes good after being baked and sandwiched in the cake, and most of the people in the two boats eat very deliciously.

Except for the king, who could not accept such poor food.

Seeing this, Zhang Bai persuaded: "Your Majesty, you should take care of your body and eat a little bit! You are like this, I ...... in my heart!" He made a look of distress for the king, and covered his eyes with his hands and pretended to cry.

Mu Jing hid aside and shook his head and vomited, this festival all over the ground!