Su Mo's words were like a thunderclap, which exploded in the ears of everyone in Mongolia.

The Fire Sieve is dead, the Fire Sieve is dead! The Right Tent Khan looked at Su Mo in disbelief, and there was only one thought left in his heart: How dare he?

Who is the fire sieve? It was the Khan of the Menggol Jin Division, the husband of Princess Iksi, the son-in-law of the former Mongol Great Khan Mandulu, the commander of the Manchu Dynasty, and the Tabu Nang of the Wangu Division.

A person of such an identity, listening to Su Mo's tone, was actually killed by his own hands, was he preparing to be the enemy of the whole of Mongolia? Was he stupid and bold, the ignorant fearless, or was he really crazy?

The king of the right tent was completely stunned. No, it wasn't just the Right Khan who was stunned, but all the Mongols present, except for Alborot.

"You are talking nonsense, you are lying to us!" Alborot suddenly exclaimed, "as far as we know, the fire sieve was only captured by you, how could he be seriously injured and died? Although he had injuries on his body, they were all minor injuries, and he did not even affect his movement at all, how could he ...... Yes, you said arrow wounds, he never got an arrow at all, where did the arrow wound come from?"

The King of the Right Horde was suddenly shocked, yes, according to the news brought by Alborot, Gulunai had returned to the royal court safely. He once said that the details of the war at that time were just that the fire sieve was captured because his mount was frightened, fell off his horse and was exhausted, how could he have been hit by an arrow or something? Could it be that this guy is really deceiving people? But why is he?

As for the arrow wound, it may have been caused after being captured, well, after the Mongol soldiers captured some Han people, they did use people as live targets to shoot and play, but they were just ordinary people.

But what kind of person is Huo Sieve, the existence of this kind of status, not to mention comparing with others, even Su Mo and Zhang Yue are a little incomparable. Even if they are as brutal as the Mongol soldiers, they are strange to this kind of person, where can anyone dare to hurt, can hurt, or are willing to hurt?

So in this way, the arrow wound doesn't make sense at all. The Right Tent King was puzzled, and his eyes were fixed on Su Mo to see how he was going to answer.

Unlike everyone on the Mongolian side, after Su Mo's words came out, several people on the Ming side were also a little confused. However, Zhang Yue and Xu Pengju just glanced at each other, and then lowered their eyes tacitly and said nothing. Who knows what tricks this boss will play again, so it's better to watch quietly.

But Eunuch Yao, who was next to Su Mo, turned bloodless in an instant, and he couldn't wait to jump up and cover Su Mo's mouth.

I'll drop a grandfather, ancestor! Is this a nonsense to say? That's going to kill people. When did you kill the fire sieve, that guy is obviously alive and well, why are you kidding about this? You are dying, you are dying in tricks.

Hey, why are you so impulsive in the first place? Why do you want to be this overseer? It's over, it's all over. Now it's no different from the nest of the Mongolians, so many Mongolians, even one person can drown everyone with a mouthful of spit. Grandpa Su, Ancestor Su, what are you trying to do here?

Eunuch Yao's eyes were straight, his whole body trembled like a quail, and his whole person was not good, like a walking corpse, completely lost his soul.

And no one knew that at this time, in a tent behind Daming's side, a bearded and red-bearded man who was tied into a dumpling-like man was struggling desperately, whining in his mouth, just because his mouth was tightly gagged, but the sound couldn't attract anyone's attention at all.

On the stage, Su Mo listened to Alborote's questioning, but there was no panic on his face.

"You said an arrow wound, that's another sad story......" he sighed softly, a look of remembrance on his face again.

“…… It was a sunny afternoon, and it was said that the fire sieve had eaten and drunk enough...... Well, by the way, there is something I want to tell you first......" Su Mo suddenly turned his head and looked at Alborot.

Alborot stared at him without saying a word.

Su Mo's face was sad, "Lord Huosieve is worthy of being your Mongolian warrior, and in his days with me, he will eat ten sheep and ten cows for one meal. Alas, you also know, brother-in-law, I am poor, this is what I eat...... Tsk, it's all tears when I mention it. Little brother, we have to talk about it, you have to reimburse me for this room and board expenses......

Alborot was dizzy, so he hung over. Let's get down to business here, now you come and calculate with me the food expenses, or the food expenses of a dead man, can you be more unreliable? Also, eat ten sheep and ten cows in one meal, are you sure you are talking about people, not pigs? No! Even if it is a pig, this Nima can't eat ten sheep and ten cows in one meal. This bastard, he's playing himself again!

Alborot's liver ached, his eyes stared at him like fire, and he thought over and over again in his heart, whether he would simply let it go and just pounce and strangle him.

Obviously, Su Mo was keenly aware of Alborot's extremely unstable mood, and he felt that it was better to accept it when he saw it.

"Okay, okay, don't get excited, don't get excited, that's what I said, you know....... uh, okay, let's move on, get down to business. He muttered, and seeing that Alborot was about to go crazy again, he quickly changed the subject.

Alborot gasped as he listened to him relent, and then he tried to suppress his emotions that were about to explode.

"Let's go on, huh...... Where did I come from? I can't remember...... Ahem, don't worry, wait for me to think about it. You know, the story has to be coherent, otherwise the audience will scold......" Su Mo pondered.

Story?!Still waiting for you to think about it?!

Alborot's eyes darkened, you don't have enough to play, don't you? You have the heart to go out and be angry, but in the end, the mind that wants to know about the fire sieve prevails, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You said he was full of food and drink!"

"Ah, yes!" Su Mo suddenly realized, raised his eyes to look at him, and praised: "Oh, it's still a young man's brain, I remember it so clearly." ”

Alborot began to grind his teeth.

Su Mo's face quickly straightened, and his eyes became misty again, "...... It was a sunny afternoon, and he was well fed and drunk...... Well, we Han people have a saying, called full of warmth and lust. It is said that after the fire sieve has eaten and drunk enough, he begins to think about lust. Alas, you say this man, he just can't get used to it, look at him...... Uh, okay, don't stare, let's move on......"

"....... fire sieves lust, but we are in a military camp, how can there be lust for him, right? In the barracks, there is not even a mosquito to find a mother. So, he set his sights on the flock......"

On the Mongolian side, everyone's eyes were straight, and Alborot's body was a little shaky.

“…… Shame, beasts! Alas, I'm too embarrassed to say it, you don't know what it was. Su Mo sighed and said, his face full of resentment and sadness.

The faces of all the Mongolian soldiers were pale, and their eyes were a little dazed.

"Poor ewes, that's all...... Alas, the most pitiful thing is to say that those little lambs, seeing their mothers so ruined, imagine how devastated their young hearts will be? and how ...... Forget it, it's dirty, it's so dirty, I can't talk about it......"

It's really dirty, and we can't even listen to it, and everyone in Mongolia thought in unison. In the tent just now, the man who was tied up and pouted was struggling more violently at the moment. With a whining roar in his mouth, his eyes were about to split, and in a hurry, he slammed his head on the ground to vent the shame and anger in his heart......

"I ...... I'll fight with you!" On the stage, Alborot finally couldn't hold back any longer, shouted, and got up to pounce on Su Mo.

Su Mo quickly raised his hand and pressed him back steadily. Alborot struggled desperately, and Su Mo said in a deep voice: "Don't make trouble! I'm going to talk about the arrow right away, do you want to hear it?"

The Right Khan and Duolun also came to their senses and hurriedly stepped forward, shook off Sumer's hand, and also grabbed Alborot.

The King of the Right Tent said in a low voice: "Al, calm down!"

Alborot's eyes were full of fire, staring at Su Mo fiercely, snorting and gasping for breath as if pulling a wind box. Hearing the persuasion of the Right Khan, he pushed him away vigorously, and then sat down again.

Su Mo also waved his hand, signaling that Zhang Yue, Xu Pengju and the others who stood up behind him were okay. waited until Alborot finally sat down again, and then nodded with a smile: "I'm actually very happy that you look like this, which shows that my storytelling skills have not regressed, and I can let you substitute so quickly, which is the biggest compliment for an artist." ”

Alborot and the Mongols were dumbfounded, completely unable to understand what they meant. However, some of the brains turned quickly, but the eyes that looked at Su Mo began to become strange. This thing is a nervous disorder, otherwise why would he almost be beaten and say that he was very happy? Well, it is indeed sick.

It's a pity that Su Mo didn't feel that he was sick, coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and continued to enter storytelling mode.

“…… The book was picked up and the words ......"

Later, Zhang Yue and Xu Peng covered their faces together, okay, this boss is too substituted by himself, and even terms like "book pick-up" have come out. Anyway, you are now holding the official titles of Daming Qincha and Dazai Shaoqing, okay, can we take care of the national body? The two of them are also drunk, this is really a shame Youmu You?

Over there, Su Mo continued to foam at the mouth, said that he was happy, and suddenly pointed at Zhang Yue and said to the Mongolian people: "...... See, this is my brother Zhang Yue, who is the son of my Ming Dynasty and the British prince, and the people in the rivers and lakes call him the white-clothed arrow. Seeing the tragic scene that day, he was furious, and immediately performed the light skill of eight steps to drive away the toad, and rushed straight to the fire sieve and roared, the thief dared! But when he saw the bow like a thunderbolt and the arrow like a meteor, he struck the shoulder socket of the fire sieve with a pop. The fire sieve screamed, it was so powerful! It turned over and fell down in an instant......"

Everyone listened to the black line in their heads, how outrageous do you dare to say? That's archery, archery requires a certain distance to cut down? Why did you rush to the fire sieve, and the bow was like a thunderbolt, and the arrow was like a meteor......

Behind him, Zhang Yue couldn't listen to it anymore, reached out and quietly pulled Su Mo's clothes, and said in a low voice: "Brother, don't blow it." I shot down the king of the Right Horde, and the main one is here. ”

Su Mo froze, raised his hand to smack the spittle on the side of his mouth, and raised his eyes to look, but saw that the right tent Khan King behind Alborot on the opposite side was trembling all over at this moment, and his eyes seemed to be on fire.......