First, in this valley where the double dragon holds the pearls, it is indeed the Yaoting king's tent, but Li Luo forgot to ask what the Yaoting king's tent is, not only Li Luo forgot, but Yuan Jun and Hucha Dongcicada all forgot.

Looking at Huyan Jiati with an innocent face, Hong Jun and Ban Zhong's anger almost couldn't be suppressed, Huyan Jiati was unconscious, and he didn't know that he had just walked around from the edge of being beaten.

This place is indeed called the Yaoting King Tent, but this king is not the other king, and the pronunciation is not wrong, but it is actually a dead word. When the herdsmen of the Coix tribe showed the way, they had a harmful heart, and the generals remembered the name, who knew that there was such a dead account in Yaoting, no wonder these soldiers had strange eyes when they asked Yaoting to surrender, and they thought that they were unwilling to face the old master, how do they know that there are these reasons.

Maybe the killing intent of the soldiers of the Northern Expedition is still there, or maybe Huyan Jiati and a few people have the intention to do so, pretending to be confused, just like this, a vicious battle that was originally thought to have become what it is now, which really makes General Li Luo not know whether to be happy or disappointed.

Fan Yaoting royal family or magnates are buried in this place of double dragons and pearls after their deaths, which is indeed a feng shui blessed land, but it is also the place of death of the Yaoting tomb group.

"What's going on, hey, what are we going to do now?" Hong Jun pulled his beard and said not tastefully.

Only then did Huyan Jiati realize the dissatisfaction of the generals beside him, shrunk his neck, and did not dare to speak.

"Let's ask first." Li Luo laughed and said, if you come, you will be safe, even if it is not the tent of the King of Yaoting, if you capture the tomb of the ancestor of the King of Yaoting, the face of the King of Yaoting is not very good-looking.

By the lake, Dagan took his sword out of its sheath and drove the Yaoting people in the valley to one place.

There were about a few thousand people, except for the three thousand guards, and most of the rest were slaves who took care of this valley. However, there is a lot of food and money in the valley, which is better than nothing.

Qian Yi and Ying Feng took out a half-hundred-year-old man who was dressed a little solemnly and luxuriously from the crowd, and threw it in front of Li Luo, and before Li Luo could ask, they saw the old man say something in a loud voice.

Li Luo understood a few words, but he could also guess the meaning of the old man's words, he must have asked who these bold fanatics who dared to break into the mausoleum of the Yaoting royal family were, and naturally there were some threatening words from Li Luo's generals.

Li Luo touched the tip of his nose and said in a straight voice in Da Gan language: "I am the King of Da Ganding, and I came to kill people in the sea of grass, can you understand what I'm talking about?" ”

The old man was stunned, and he was still babbling about something, but he didn't understand what Li Luo said.

"Chop." Li Luo said calmly.

Hou Xilai, the leader of the Qiqi camp, raised his knife and killed the old man who did not know that the catastrophe was coming, and sank his body in the lake.

The noisy crowd fell silent in an instant, and those who were willing to take advantage of the aftermath of Yao Ting's clamoring all shut down, and looked at Li Luo and Hou Xilai's blood-stained long knives in their hands in silence.

"Does no one understand what I'm saying?" Li Luo asked again.

The people of the Yaoting clan looked at each other, and they really didn't know what Li Luo was talking about. Li Luo's expression was as cold as before, but he also had to think about how to deal with the Yaoting people in front of him.

At this time, a young man stood up, and as soon as he got up, he saw hundreds of sharp rays staring at the man in unison. The man's face changed, and his body shook, but he still stood still slowly and said, "Who are you, and what are you going to do with us?" ”

The man is very smart, speaking the most widely spread Mongolian language in the sea of grass, but he is also a loyal person, lest the demon in front of him, who is almost the same age as himself, kill people in vain, and raise his voice to draw the generals' minds to himself, leaving a chance to breathe for the time being.

Li Luo said calmly: "The sea of grass is the most powerful in Mongolia, and it seems that it is indeed true. After saying that, he changed his Mongolian language and asked, "Who are you, tell me the calendar, if there is any falsehood, there will be no forgiveness." ”

The man said in a trembling voice, "We are the Yaoting people who live here. ”

Although the man looked frightened, he just rolled his eyes before speaking, and he knew that there was a ghost in his heart. The generals snorted coldly, they really didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Li Luowan smiled, shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in the dead buried here, I only value the living." ”

The man's face changed, and before he could argue, he heard an old voice in the crowd interrupt the man's speech: "Model life." ”

The young man who was called a model looked grim and kept silent, three points more respectful than seeing these murderous generals.

An old man with gray hair in the crowd slowly stood up, glanced at the Yaoting soldiers who died in the hands of General Li Luozhu and the people of the valley who had suffered from the pond fish, and walked out slowly. The crowd automatically split a way, and there were several people who wanted to stop the old man, but they were stopped by the old man, but looking at Li Luo's face was more angry than frightened, it seemed that this old man's status in this valley was not low.

The old man walked very slowly, and it took a long time to get in front of Li Luo, Hong Jun wanted to go over and put the old man over, but was stopped by Yuan Jun. Yuan Jun shook his head lightly, signaling Hong Jun to calm down.

This is an old man in his last years, and he seems to be about to die, but his eyes are very bright, and he is a bit back to basics.

"I'm Yaoting Sacrifice Iheyela, this general is not from the sea of grass, right, I don't know where I came from?"

"My surname is Li Mingluo, and I'm from Dagan."

"Da Gan?" Ihoela was stunned for a moment, sighed, and said with some sadness, "Is there finally another war?" ”

"You know Da Gan?"

Ihoela nodded, as if she had aged a lot in an instant, "I know that there is a big country to the south of the sea of grass, whose name is Dagan, where did you come from?" ”

"Not bad."

"So you guys are willing to win this war?"

Li Luo was silent, and Ihoela thought about it, sighed, and said, "Also, if it wasn't for Da Gan to win, how could the general have come here." ”

"No, I didn't." Li Luo suddenly said in a calm voice.

"Never?" Ihoela looked at Li Luo puzzled.

"Da Gan has never won the sea of grass."

Ihoela was slightly stunned, and didn't ask any more, there may be other reasons for this, and it is useless to know more.

"The people here, except for me, know that there are less than ten people in Caohai and Dagan fighting, and they don't know anything originally."

Li Luo glanced at the Yaoting clan and nodded slightly. These people looked confused, and when they heard Ihoela talk about the war, they all looked inexplicable.