At the end of August and the beginning of September, the grass grows and the eagle flies.

The Great Firebird hovers in the sky.

The autumn wind swept up the fallen leaves and weeds, and flew in the streets and alleys of the fortress. On the bluestone-paved streets, the blood stains of the old days were deeply immersed in the cracks of the stones, dried by the wind, like dark black spots one after another.

Yu Lie walked on the street, and Luo Ying and Luo Hou followed him inch by inch. Groups of soldiers patrolled the alleys, and the vast fortress was filled with no soldiers or prisoners, and very few civilians were seen. Walking up the city wall ladder along the zigzag wall ladder, the five-clawed golden dragon banner on the arrow tower was rustling in the autumn wind, the city wall was cleaned, and the heads inserted in the tip of the halberd had long disappeared, only the two broken walls were still whimpering in the autumn wind.

The war is over, and everything is calm again.

The autumn breeze was cool.

If you are in Yanjing, it will snow in a few months.

Yu Lie stood at the mouth of the arrow battlement with an iron helmet.

The white-clad warrior rode a lame horse to the city wall, he looked up at Yu Lie, and then climbed up the city wall, stood beside Yu Lie, and looked into the distance.

Yu Lie didn't seem to notice his arrival, still looking into the distance. Under the pale blue sky, the big firebird flew freely, and from time to time let out bursts of whistling. Sometimes, the slave lord was very envious of his bird, which could fly high above the nine heavens with a flick of his wings, unlike him, who always had too many fetters on his body.

Perhaps, it is not a bond but a commitment. If you want to get it, you always have something to lose.

Just when the slave lord looked at the sky and was distracted, he smelled a smell of wine, fresh and cold, and it was good wine when he smelled it.

Kuai Wujian drank the wine, sipping in small sips, his expression was very elegant and pleasant, and his delicate little wine jug carved with intricate patterns seemed to never be empty.

This was the first time Yu Lie had met Kuai Wuji, strictly speaking, it was the second time, and the real first time was when Yu Lie fell into a coma, and this person put the black ant on Yu Lie's wound. I heard Ziche Yu say that he is Mr. Guiguzi's apprentice. Guiguzi is as knowledgeable as the sea, peach and plum all over the world, I am not only proficient in the essence of each family, but also very good at medical skills. It is rumored that the immortal Guiguzi is more than two hundred years old, and he is a figure who sees the head of the dragon and does not see the end.

"Thank you."

"No, although Kuai Wujian is not a child of a doctor, and it is his responsibility to save the dead and help the wounded, but with the help of his own ability, he does not want to see death without saving. What's more, you are the breezy night of Chaoge City, a famous hereditary first-class marquis. ”

Kuai Wujian said slowly, just after a while, his face was already as red as the ass of a big firebird, and his tongue was a little big, he screwed the wine stopper of the small wine jug and hung it on his waist, his eyes chased the big firebird that was churning in the sky, but the corner of his eyes was looking at Yu Lie.

The autumn wind lifted the big curtain behind Yu Lie, and the iron helmet was caught under his armpit, revealing a pale face. He was very good-looking, despite the scars on his face and his eyes were red as blood. Now, he could barely walk on the ground, but the crimson blood still held his eyes firmly.

The slave lord heard the meaning of Kuai Wuji's words, he didn't refute it, but just looked at Kuai Wujian calmly with those blood-red eyes. Or rather, Yu Lie was waiting, waiting for this handsome, Guiguzi descendant to say what he meant, Yu Lie lay in bed for more than a month, and he waited for more than a month in the Shunri Fortress, and lost a precious and strange black ant. Before Yu Lieneng could get out of bed, the ant fell to the ground with a "snap", and was blown by the wind, turning into a cloud of black powder. If you want to take it first, you must give it first, Yu Lie understood this truth, but he didn't rush to see him, but asked Kuai Wujian to wait and wait.

What are you waiting for? Yu Lie himself didn't know, but subconsciously kept asking him to wait.

However, the more than a month of waiting did not exhaust Kuai's patience, and he stayed in peace at the fortress, and every day, when the sun rose, he would ride his lame horse around the entire fortress inside and out, as if to patrol his territory.

At this moment, the great firebird flew back from afar, and a large poisonous snake was twisted under its claws. It swept over the city wall, its huge wings unleashing a strong air current, scraping Kuai Wuhou to a stumbling ground, almost planting down the city wall, and Yu Lie grabbed him.

"Thank you."

"Not necessarily."

"Your bird is very good, it should be called Evil Spirit, right? I heard that there is a sacred bird in Yanjing City, and its owner is the second-class baron of Yanguo, the tiger of Yanjing - Yu Lie. Should I call you General Feng Da or? ”

As soon as he gained a firm foothold, Kuai Wujian stared at Yu Lie fixedly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but his expression was very serious. The slave lord was also looking at him, and there was not the slightest joy or anger in his blood-red eyes, but the aura of Luo Ying and Luo Hou, who were standing beside Yu Lie, suddenly intensified, and even, Luo Ying's hand had already pressed the sword, and just waiting for the slave lord to give an order, he could twist up this powerless Guiguzi heir, and slam it under the city wall, fertilizing the earth.

Kuai Wujian glanced at Luo Ying's hand holding the sword, and said to Yu Lie: "If you want to kill people and take revenge, I won't blame you." Today, the weak are always weak, and the strong are always strong, which is originally a forest of princes who eat the weak. However, I have a small request, please put a sword in my chest, and never stick my head in the tip of the halberd. When I die, I hope you can bury this flask with me, I don't know if it's okay? ”

Yu Lie said: "As you wish." ”

Luo Ying took a step forward, pulled out the sword on the sword bag, and looked coldly at Kuai Wuji's chest.

"Wait!"

Kuai Wujian took a step back, grabbed the small wine jug on his waist with one hand, but touched the hilt of the thin sword with the other, and looked at Yu Lie for a moment: "If you want to kill people, can you finish killing?" How can you kill all the people in the world? ”

Yu Lie said calmly: "For the time being, I don't need to kill everyone in the world, I just need to kill you." I'll bury your flask with you. ”

"As for those captives, are you going to kill them all?"

"They're going to be enslaved and sold all over Midstate, and who will believe what the slaves say?"

"Two thousand, that's two thousand, not two thousand mice, and you're going to sell them all! I see, you must be trying to sell them to the slave trader who just came yesterday! ”

I don't know if I drank too much wine or was very angry, Kuai Wujian blushed.

Yu Lie looked at him with interest and nodded lightly, just yesterday, a merchant came to the fortress of the Ten Days, a real slave trader. It is better to come early than to come by chance, this is a matter of benefiting others and yourself. Two thousand captives consume huge amounts of food every day, and it can be a real headache to watch out for them to escape or steal the weapons of the guards. So, when the leisurely profiteer led his caravan past the fortress of Shunri, he was treated like a guest. After a period of fierce bargaining, Ziche Yu blew his beard and glared at the dwarf case, a slave, and five ant-nose money. The profiteer accepted the price, but said he would pay with a knife coin.

It's really treacherous, these captives are all young and strong, if they are in Yanjing, Yongdu and other places, the value is at least more than eight ant-nose coins, and the exchange rate of knife coins and ant-nose coins is inherently problematic.

"Do you really believe the man is a slave trader?" Kuai Wujian took a deep breath, and the autumn wind ruffled his hair, a little messy.

"Why don't you believe it?" Slave lord said.

"Hey......

The white-clothed scholar sneered: "Things are abnormal and must be demons, within hundreds of miles of Fang Yuan, who doesn't know that the Xunri Fortress is engaged in a brutal war?" How could anyone come here with a caravan risking their lives? ”

"Don't you either."

"I, of course I'm different."

"What's the difference?"

"He is a businessman, and a businessman is greedy for money and life."

"Could it be that you regard money as dung? Don't you take care of the head on your neck? ”

At this moment, the corners of the slave lord's mouth were slightly raised, and the annoying, sarcastic smile made the neck of the white-clothed man red, his eyes widened, the hand holding the thin sword was trembling slightly, and his chest was also rising and falling slightly, after a while, he seemed to settle down, and said coldly: "If you sell the captives to him, I am afraid that you will be let go of the tiger and return to the mountain." Perhaps, it won't be long before I see your head stuck in the tip of your halberd. ”

"Let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

The slave lord's blood-colored eyes flickered: "Even if it is a tiger, it is a group of frightened tigers, and it cracks when it hears the drum, what is there to be afraid of?" ”

"Alas......"

Who knows, at this time, Kuai Wujian let out a long sigh, and put up his hands and waved towards Yu Lie: "The blood of the Yan people is iron, and the tiger of Yanjing really lives up to its name, and it is full of guts." Now it seems that you are ready to hold out until the arrival of the breezy night. ”

Yu Lie didn't speak, but just turned his eyes to the northwest, which was the direction of Yanjing.

Kuai Wujian also looked to the northwest, the autumn wind cracked the clouds, the clouds wrinkled and the clouds were soothing, the white horses passed through the gaps, a thousand miles at a glance, the green mountains with obstacles, the crooked ancient roads, the endless sea of pear blossoms, the huge birds flying high, the black steel torrent, all of which seemed to appear in front of his eyes, it was a great country.

"You should know what I'm here for."

"As I expected, you have the same purpose as the captives who are about to become slaves."

"Why are you so sure? I saved your life. ”

"You saved my life, but you wanted me to be kind to my captives, but this is a lonely city, and the grain in the granary prevents me from treating them well. Kindness, giving mercy to the enemy is only a dead end. As for the ...... of fate" Speaking of this, the slave lord's face was as pale as paper, he tightened the big sword on his shoulder, his eyes were extremely far-reaching, but his voice was still faint: "My life is in my hands, but the great god of Haotian has never given me good luck." He will only make me choose, to survive, or to perish. ”

The calm and indifferent words entered Kuai Wuji's ears, and his heart trembled slightly, and he tilted his head to look at the slave lord, perhaps because the autumn wind was cold, and Yu Lie's pale face was flushed with a sickly flush. However, he saw what perseverance was in Yu Lie's blood-red eyes, a man made of iron, as if he could never be defeated. However, Kuai Wujian knew that there was one thing that could easily knock him down.

To survive, or to perish?

The autumn wind swept up the white clothes and cracked the big cracks.

"You're not really smart, you're on a chessboard, but you're blinded by wisdom. The hand that controls you gives you the courage to move forward, and at the same time, it pushes you into the abyss. ”