The wolf was unhappy for a while, but he still had a smile on his face: "Brother Zhan, please speak." ”

A purple aura gradually appeared on Zhan Mubai's face, and his hand unconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword: "What conditions did my junior sister Yang Qionghua give you so that you are willing to agree to save me?" ”

Sky Wolf had long expected that he would ask this question sooner or later, and the doubt in his eyes when he first heard the news at the Hero Gate made Sky Wolf understand this, which had already been clearly thought of when Sky Wolf gave Yang Qionghua that condition, his face did not change, and he replied calmly: "Zhan Daxia, you should ask your Senior Sister Yang this question, there are rules, we can't disclose the employer's offer and information." ”

The wolf paused, and faced Zhan Mubai's eyes: "Zhan Daxia, you just want to make a move on my wolf, I won't reveal half a word to you, if your senior sister Yang herself is willing to tell you, that's her business, but for me, to keep this bottom line, I haven't revealed to Helian Ba in the hero gate who entrusted me to save you, and it's the same for you." ”

Zhan Mubai's face continued to change with the words of the heavenly wolf, Zuihou still sighed, the purple qi on his face subsided, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was also put down. His eyes looked away, and he said faintly: "Sky Wolf, I will figure this matter out, if you do something sorry for Qionghua, I will not let you go." After finishing speaking, Zhan Mubai slapped the horse's buttocks heavily and headed towards the south.

Sky Wolf's cold eyes looked at Zhan Mu Bai Juechen and left, his long flowing hair was messy in the wind by the wind, telling the anger in his heart, Sky Wolf sighed, shook his head, and also patted the horse's buttocks, and ran towards the direction of the Ping An Inn.

The next morning, at the hour and hour, the Peace Inn.

Today is a good day, the desert is very calm, there is no wind, even the windmill on the roof is only slightly turning, more than 20 horses are tied to the stable in the courtyard wall outside the inn, and more than a dozen camels carrying large and small boxes and luggage, squatting outside the courtyard wall of the inn, chewing leisurely in their mouths.

A dozen men were running around, feeding the horses and camels, while the interior of the inn was brightly lit. There were a few people sitting in the hall, and after the last fight, only three tables were haode, and there were people sitting in front of the tables, but none of them said a word.

After a while, a young man in a cotton robe and a fur hat shouted dissatisfiedly: "Hey, don't talk to anyone, what do you want?!" Where is that wolf, why doesn't he come to see me now? He was dressed as a standard attendant, but his tone was full of the tone of a master, which was the little prince of the Mongol Tatar tribe, Hannaji.

A middle-aged man in his forties standing beside Hannaji, who had been bending down and bowing his head, as if he was a personal servant, said: "Prince, don't be impatient, since the wolf has taken us out, he will definitely come here, just because of the benefits we can bring him, and he will not fail to come." These people are his men, and it's useless to get angry with them. ”

The noble prince who appeared in the inn last time sat at the same table as the Taoist priest and the fat man, and when he heard this, he looked at Hannaji, and there was a coldness in his tone: "Little prince, I repeat, we are all friends of the wolf, not any of his subordinates, if you think that you can call us like servants outside, you are miscalculated." ”

Han Naji has been pampered in the tribe since he was a child, and he has always been used to being arrogant, how can he ever be so angry, as soon as he heard this, his face immediately changed, and he was about to have a seizure, but he was gently pressed on the shoulder by the middle-aged slave, but his low voice came from his ear: "Prince, this is no longer the Khan's headquarters, these Han people will not be obedient like those slaves in the tribe, you bear with it first, and then talk to him about things after the wolf returns." ”

Hannaji sighed, picked up the sac he was carrying, opened the stopper and poured it into his mouth.

The middle-aged servant raised his head, pressed his hand to his chest, saluted to the noble son, and said respectfully: "I didn't pay attention to what I said just now, and I offended the heroes, please don't take it to heart." ”

The noble boy "snorted" and turned his head, while the man nodded at the middle-aged slave, and the fat man smiled and returned the salute to the middle-aged slave: "Good to say, easy to say." ”

The Taoist whispered to the fat man: "What is Brother Qian doing so politely with them, is there less anger from this little Tartar along the way?" If it weren't for his sake, I would have walked with my personality long ago. ”

The noble prince echoed coldly: "I'm not like Brother Pei, just leaving is enough, and I have to teach him a lesson, so that he can have a longer memory." ”

The fat man's face still had a grinning expression: "Harmony makes money, thinking about these things every day, at least three years less life, you look at me, his words go in the left ear and go out in the right ear, isn't it over?" There's no need to argue, you really take his words as a fart, zuihou he can only do it himself? ”

The noble prince snorted: "Did he do it?" Now I look like I'm one of my people feeding the horses and camels outside. If he had learned to do it himself, would I still do this to him? A traitor to Mongolia, he is still playing music here, I really don't know where he got his confidence. ”

The fat man's face changed slightly, and he sighed: "Ouyang, now that the wolf has not returned, let's not make too much trouble with him, it was not easy to bring people here, don't make him lose his temper and refuse to walk." It's not a place to stay for long, and it's safe to get to the gate. ”

The noble prince glanced at Han Naji, who was drinking and eating dried meat alone, and muttered in a low voice: "What's the big deal, if you really refuse to leave, you will be tied up and thrown on the camel, won't you also get into the pass?" I'm afraid he won't be able to run away. ”

The Taoist shook his head: "It's not good, it's not good, this kid has a very stubborn temper, maybe he really died of anger all of a sudden, if it really hurts the big thing of the wolf, we will be sorry for our friends." ”

The noble prince stopped talking, picked up the wine bowl in front of him, and drank it all.

The fat man glanced at Yang Qionghua, who was sitting at another table, restless, and walked to the door from time to time to look into the distance, and sighed: "It's hard for Yang Woman, the wolf hasn't saved Zhan Mubai now, do you think there will be any accidents?" ”

The Taoist smiled: "His life is very hard, I have already shown him it, and it will be fine." Even that Zhan Mubai, in my opinion, is by no means a person who died early like Sima Hong. ”

When the Taoist said this, he sighed softly, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, "It's just that I never thought that when would he have a friend who is a widow?" ”