Chapter 7: Prey

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You!

Liu Ji replied with the same Tubo dialect, those unfamiliar words, word by word, popped out of his mouth, and then kicked on the back of Da Nangqi, roaring angrily.

"Ahh

With a sharp turn of both hands, the bowstring that had reached the limit was tightened again, and with the light sound of "squeak", a terrifying scene appeared in front of Gondo Sumbu's eyes, only to see Kumimoto's hands that could grasp the running bull with his bare hands were actually broken from the palms, and Bai Sensen's bones fell to the ground with a "snap".

Under the force, the bowstring deformed the fine cold-wrought iron sheet, and deeply recessed it, and the already stubby neck was squeezed into a ball, and Da Nang puffed out blood-red eyes, and wanted to shout "Help me", but he could not make a sound, and could only stretch out a broken palm in despair, bloody enough to reach him, like a demon crawling out of hell.

After a crisp "click", the originally raised head suddenly drooped, Liu Ji let go of his hand, and the broken neck of the sac beggar fell to the ground like a pile of rotten meat, along with the wooden bow twisted together.

Fear filled Gondo Songbu's body, and he couldn't take a step no matter what, and he felt as if all his strength had been drained, and he couldn't even run backwards, he could only watch it all.

Liu Jixing walked over as if nothing had happened, gently took the long knife from the trembling left hand, and then grabbed the arrow shaft on his thigh, pulled it out with a "poof", and a spring of blood shot out.

"I warned you a long time ago that if you moved, you would die."

Throwing down the arrow casually, he never looked at it again, the same mistake, he wouldn't make it a second time, the reason why he didn't kill him directly at the beginning was because he wanted to keep this person and become a burden to the heavily armored samurai, so that he would show his flaws in the process of treatment, and he didn't think that people didn't care at all.

The matter is not over yet, kill two on the road, two in the mountains and forests, that is to say, there is still an enemy left outside, Liu Ji cut off the clothes on his body, firmly wrapped the opening on his arm, and his eyes became cold.

It's a life-and-death contest, he has nothing to rely on, the slightest negligence is enough to kill, even if he doesn't care about this life, it doesn't mean that he can just let people take it.

A strong will to fight wells up from the heart, if you want your life, you have to pay a sufficient price, no matter who it is!

Leaning on the back of a war horse, Gesang listened uncertainly to the distant shouts of his companion Gondo Songbu, and from the first time he heard it, he quickly dismounted, hid behind the horse, and aimed his arrow in the direction of the forest.

Da Nang was their group and a famous warrior in the tribe, and Gondo Songbu was a famous hunter, and he didn't believe that the Tang man could escape, and even if he did, it would be impossible to kill any of them again, however, not far away, the dead face told him that nothing was impossible.

Oben actually died just now, he saw with his own eyes the whole process of helplessness to despair until death after his throat was slit, in his memory, the Tang people rarely used such a method to kill people, they preferred to go down with a knife and separate the head.

The shouts from the mountains and forests gradually became low, but Gesang's heart rose to his throat, and when he found that there was movement in the mountains and forests, he was nervous and immediately shot the arrow in his hand, and the head was not good, and he flew out with the black shadow.

"Da Nang begs to form a book, God bless." He didn't shoot a second arrow, because what emerged from the forest was a big man in armor with only his eyes exposed.

The moment the black shadow appeared, he let out a long sigh of relief, wearing an iron armor, it was only possible to Da Nang, but he shot an arrow at the other party, and his heart was suddenly a little uneasy, and he didn't notice that Gondo Tsubuo was not following behind.

This uneasiness reached its peak when he saw the other party striding towards without saying a word, and Kumimoto's temper was not very good, so he hurriedly greeted it, and said the words of explanation in his mouth.

"Gesang's eyes are blind, I think it's that Tang man, please believe, my unintentional offense......" Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a long knife around his neck, and Gesang's body involuntarily fell to the ground, not even daring to raise his head.

"Say, why did you kill me?"

"Gesang doesn't dare." He subconsciously defended, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, this voice was not a beggar at all.

Gesang raised his head in surprise, the eyes that appeared outside the armor looked very young, his eyes were as sharp as a wolf on the prairie, a chill rose from the bottom of his heart, he wanted to get up from the ground, and the hand holding the bow suddenly hurt.

Liu Ji's expression remained unchanged, and the long knife pinned Gesang's hand to the ground, causing him to curl up in pain, and screaming miserably in his mouth.

The scream made his brows furrow, this is the territory of the Tubo people, since there can be five people, there may be more in the future, the mountain road is obviously not a good place to extract confessions, Liu Ji pulled out a long knife, and walked towards the mountains and forests with this only living mouth, and soon arrived at the place where he fought just now.

Despite the pain, Gesang could no longer scream, for he saw Kumihonda's stripped body, without even a scar, and not far away, his companion Gondo Songbu was lying in a pool of blood, blood pouring out of his thighs and dripping to the ground, and his body shrugged off the ground, not yet dead.

"One last time, if you don't say it, it's the same as them." The chilling sound rang in his ears, and Gesang turned his head in horror, his body shaking like chaff.

"Why...... Kill me. ”

Two hours later, a troop of cavalry appeared on the mountain road, and when they noticed something strange in front of them, the leader immediately made a slow gesture and at the same time gave an order to be on guard, and two of his men broke out of the group, ran along the mountain road, and stopped in front of a pile of corpses.

"What's going on?" The leader of the cavalry was waiting for his subordinates to report when he suddenly heard someone asking, and quickly turned his horse's head.

"Dongben, there's an accident ahead."

This is nonsense, indicating that he doesn't know, Xi Dongzan didn't ask any more, just rode a horse to push away the crowd and move forward slowly, the man saw that he couldn't stop it, and quickly ordered someone to step forward to protect the left and right, in case of accidents.

There were two people lying on the mountain road, one was crushed to death, the other had his throat cut, the war horse was cut off his front hooves, and he was stabbed in the neck, Xi Dongzan could even imagine how calm and unhurried the murderer was.

The results of the search in the mountains and forests also came out, and Kumiben Danang and the two Yong slaves were all killed nearby, stripped of their bodies, and not even a strip of cloth was left.

If that's the case, forget it, but as a famous warrior of the Subi tribe, he was strangled to death by a bowstring!

Who would have that much strength? Who would do it so thoroughly? More importantly, how much impact does this change have on the plan?

Xi Dongzan looked at the undulating mountains and forests, his face was a little obscure, and the cold mountain wind made him tighten the tiger skin shawl on his body, but he still couldn't stop the chill through his bones.

"Tomoto, Tomoto?" His subordinates screamed several times before he came back to his senses.

"Leave one group to pack up, the others, and keep walking."

Xi Dongzan walked out of the mountains and forests quickly, stepped on his war horse, and gave an order without hesitation, and behind him, the three Tubo cavalry of Dongdai rolled over like a black tide.