Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Killer Burns V
"He told me to give it to you, Rusty Tooth." Although Raider knew that Mu Boyi didn't like the name Rusty Tooth now, she still shouted like this when she handed over "Jiao Tooth" to Mu Boyi. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
She was reminding Mu Boyi that there were some things that there was no turning back, and the killers of the Killer Gate did not have a surname, and they were not given a surname in this war-torn situation.
"He... What does he mean?" Mu Boyi looked at the gold-inlaid dagger that Liying handed to him, and he already had a little guess in his heart.
King Lu hopes that the "killer gate" will serve the country of Lu, gather the power of the world's killers, and pave the way for its grandeur. But the killer door only works for the emperor, although King Lu has great ambitions, but he is not the emperor's appearance in the end. Liying handed the "Jiaoya" to Mu Boyi's hand, and she looked up and saw Mu Boyi slightly distracted.
Light Feather and Dove stood beside them, both of them did not speak, looking at the dagger with some complications in their hearts.
Mu Boyi held the "Jiaoya" tightly in his hand, and the scene of his first meeting of the "Killer Gate" owner flashed in his mind:
"How old are you?"
"Five-year-old."
"What's it called?"
"Everyone else calls me immortal. ”
"Not a bad name, immortal in troubled times, are you willing to follow me?"
"Do you have anything to eat?"
"Yes, follow me, and you will be able to eat with the princes in the future. ”
"Then I will, I'm hungry, I don't want to eat cold corpses anymore. ”
"Then follow me, you will be called Rusty Tooth in the future. ”
"What do you mean?"
"It's just a title, maybe you won't be able to live forever with me, you really want to. ”
"Yes, the corpse doesn't taste good, take me away!"
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"Old guy, you know that you may not be able to come back if you go, you still have to go, who are you who are "displaced"?" Mu Boyi's eyes flashed a ripple, he quickly put away the dagger in his hand, stared at the few people in front of him, smiled bitterly, and spoke, "Three days later, we will act!"
Cliff Cell
The sound of gurgling water rang out from the darkness, and a small stream formed by the pooling of underground water ran down the depths of the cavern.
At the entrance of the cave, there are many tall sentry towers, and heavily armored samurai in fire and bronze stand on top of the sentry towers, and their eyes sweep sharply over the grassland like eagle falcons.
On both sides of the cave, there is a plank road built during the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and the narrow one is only allowed to pass by one person.
At the end of the stream, the cave suddenly feels wider, with a dim torch every fifty meters or so.
In the dark corridors, there are many samurai with heavy swords and heavy armor patrolling back and forth.
On both sides of the corridor, there were all cells, with cold, rotting corpses and prisoners alive and blank eyes.
Living in such an environment, not many people still think they are alive after a long time, this is the real darkness, and the food of the prisoners is nothing but the caught rats and a little thin porridge, which is the dead corpse.
In the cell on the right, looking vacantly ahead, in such a gloomy environment, he remembered again and again the past that she would forget.
He is the son of Zhang Chun of the Zhou State, and his body has the blood of the Zhou royal family in his body, and his mother, Gong Luo, is the first beauty of the Zhou State.
"Kill.."
"Kill them, kill all the people..."
A low voice came from Liuli's mouth, and he read it over and over again.
The snow goose beside him looked at the person in front of him, and her heart seemed to cry blood, these days she finally knew the life of the exile.
When Zhang Chun led the army to the capital of Zhou State, her father Xiang Ke led the army to defeat Zhang Chun.
But after that battle, the Zhou State was already scarred, and the other five countries took advantage of the situation to tear through the fragile border line of the Zhou State and fought in the "Qi Wei" grassland of the Zhou State, and her father also died in the battle called the "Qi Wei Battle" by later generations.
On that day, the palace of the Zhou State was also panicked, and the defeat of the "Battle of Qiming" had already determined that the coalition forces of the five countries had not taken care of it, and they would drive in, and the most powerful Zhou State among the seven countries had fallen into decay and become the prey.
Snow Goose remembers that she was standing on the street of the capital of Zhou, and she could see the flames rising from the palace to the sky.
Beside her were the wandering people, and a man in a black robe walked towards her, holding a boy under his armpit, and it was on that day that she and the exile entered the "killer's door", swearing in the name of the killer, "It was a meteorite that flickered in the darkness." ”
Snow Goose is disgusted with killing, and she hears news from the destroyed Zhou Kingdom, that her father had died in battle, and that her mother had committed suicide by throwing herself into a well because she had been humiliated by the soldiers of the Five Kingdoms who had broken in.
The day she heard the news, she learned to kill, to keep her eyes open in the dark to her prey in the light.
"Exile.."
Snow Goose put her stained hand on Liuli's shoulder, took Liuli with one hand, hugged her, and showed a rare gentleness in her eyes, "Liuli, I will protect you, always protect you, no one can hurt you with me..."
As if he hadn't heard, he looked at the samurai walking back and forth in the corridor, his eyes getting redder and redder, and his hands were used to clenching tightly, only to suddenly find that his hands were empty, there was nothing, and the tools she relied on to kill people had long been broken.
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"Ahh Ha.. Depend on.. Hey"
"Ahh Ha... Depend on... Ay.. Yo.."
There were no lyrics, and suddenly a high-pitched and deep pastoral song came from the edge of the empty sky.
In the vast grassland, there was a lonely shepherd with cattle and sheep, who waved the long black whip in his hand and sang loudly and mournfully
On the sentry tower, which looked like a long snake in a row, the armored warrior in the fiery bronze squinted slightly at the shepherd.
It was a sturdy shepherd, and the warriors laughed comfortably at the high-pitched madrigal, and the song melted into the endless grassland with an unknown shock.
The shepherd sang, casually looking towards the watchtower, jotting down all the arrangements on the edge of the "cliff", and then ripped his throat open again and sang one after the other.
As he drove the cattle and sheep away and disappeared under the noses of the warriors on the sentry tower, his singing suddenly stopped, and his eyes looked coldly ahead.
In front of him was an emaciated man, who trotted to the shepherd's side and knelt down on one knee, "Your companions, your fellow Rusty Tooth have turned..."
At this point, the emaciated man's words stopped, and he looked up at the shepherd.
"Say." The pastor looked ahead, and he heard the emaciated man's words and spoke slowly.
"General Kogar asked you if you are still a boy of the steppe?" the emaciated man stared at the shepherd in front of him, waiting for his answer.
"Go back and tell him that I just remember that he is my Aha and thank him for doing it for me for these three months. After a pause, the pastor spoke slowly.
"Lord Kodakhan, you are the younger brother of our General Kokir, and now your Ahha, he needs you. Hearing the shepherd's words, the emaciated man who knelt down suddenly spoke rapidly.
The shepherd raised his hand and interrupted the emaciated man, "Go back and tell him that I am a picker, and even though I am still the general's brother, I still cannot hold the saber on our steppe, just as I did with his father." ”
Hearing this, the emaciated man who knelt down stopped talking, got up, and ran away again.
Behind him sounded the madrigal, "Ah... Ha... Depend on... Hey."
The song was high-pitched and loud, and the grass in the distance danced slightly under the breeze.
(To be continued.) )