Volume 2 Hundred Huā Kill] Chapter 78 Gambling Fight

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Gambling

Song Yang smiled and said to Xie Zimiao.

In the past, Xie Zimiao would definitely give him a smile back, but this time she couldn't laugh, and asked with a little weakness, a little hesitation, and a little vigilance: "You... What to laugh at? ”

"When I wake up, I look at you differently." Song Yang responded and walked towards her. Recently, Xie Zimiao has long been accustomed to being intimate with Song Yang, but now that he has woken up, Xie Zimiao suddenly has no way to determine who he is.

Subconsciously, she stepped back, her small body shrunk in the cold rain, and retreated, as if she didn't dare to face Song Yang, and her mouth still responded forcefully: "How can it be different." ”

How could she avoid Song Yang, she only took two steps back, and her arms were held by Song Yang, at that moment, Xie Zihao really felt that there was no longer a little strength in the limbs, and she couldn't retreat, couldn't move, couldn't stand, and even the weight of her whole body was taken away by his hands.

In fact, Song Yang didn't know what to say to her, but he at least knew what he was thinking and what he should do...... The porcelain doll was picked up by him on his waist, and then he felt that his body was light, and he swayed up, and he 'flew' into the sky.

The first thing he did when he woke up was to give the porcelain doll one of her happiest flying heavens.

The scream was only half a sound, and it turned into a giggle and a crisp laugh, the porcelain doll wanted to cry a little, but the little sourness in the eyes was instantly dispersed by the joy that bloomed in the bottom of the heart.

As the memory came to an end, Song Yang of course also remembered Ren Xiaozhuo, Ren Churong and even the 'same kind' Su Hang, whose whereabouts were uncertain, but the relationship with the porcelain doll in the amnesia was also engraved in his heart and could not be erased......

In the rainstorm, Xie Zimao flew, fell, and was caught, and the contrast between the cheerful smile and the long hair wet on his forehead and cheeks was clearly contrasted. Song Yang also smiled: "What? ”

"Again." Porcelain dolls don't even want to think about it.

"Good!"

"Hún account!"

Finally, someone couldn't stand it anymore, and the class was angry, and reprimanded viciously from the side: "Thunder and rain, nonsense and don't look at the weather, you throw it again, you are flying, see if it will kill anyone!" ”

Song Yang hurriedly put Xie Zimiao down, playing this on a rainy day is indeed a bit of a death-seeking meaning.

The class adults were still unsatisfied, but they didn't scold, but changed to gossip with a cold face: "I just woke up, and I resumed my original sè, I only want to be happy and don't care about the benefits, I can't figure out how you live to this day." ”

The porcelain doll defended her sweetheart: "He has promised to take you back to Nanli, so you won't be scolding." ”

The old man didn't eat it, and replied coldly: "If he should scold, I will scold, in the wasteland, and the same is true when he returns to his land, if you don't want to listen to my nonsense, don't take me back as soon as possible." ”

The old man didn't have a temper, he had such a temper. Song Yang shook his head and smiled: "It's far away, it's irrelevant." As he spoke, he picked up his two companions and went into the tent, and it was not a problem to pour them in the heavy rain. After recovering his memory, all the things in his past life and present life came back to his mind, and from this, the first thing Song Yang did when he returned to the tent was to ask about the whereabouts of the others after the Huā Sea War.

Xie Zimiao did not hesitate at all: "Their whereabouts are unknown, they are all lost in the storm, with their skills, they should be fine, now I am afraid that they are looking for us all over the wasteland." ”

The porcelain doll lied, the reason is very simple: the disaster is at the head, and it is difficult to get out of danger with the cooperation of Baiyin Jīng Cheng, if he is guilty, there is really only one way to die, with Song Yang's xìngzi, no one can guarantee what he will do after hearing that his companion was thrown into the rift valley by the sand king to feed the loaches.

In particular, there is a Luo crown among the people who were thrown into the huā sea. Save Tan Guide, find Amber, grab a pin, save Aoki... He has done Song Yang countless favors, and with the relationship between Chen Hui, Luo Guan is Song Yang's elder, friend, and relative, this person was martyred, even if the Sand King is ten times better to Song Yang, Song Yang will definitely take revenge.

Of course, Xie Zimiao was not afraid that Song Yang would kill King Baiyin, but she still thought in her heart that when she arrived on the battlefield tomorrow, King Baiyin would be able to take care of Song Yang.

Baiyin Shawang naturally didn't know the porcelain doll's fluttering words, so he saved him from a big trouble, and he was arranging the aftermath: the important people in the Baiyin clan were gathered in the king's tent at the moment, and the sand king was steady and assigned the tasks one by one...... When dawn comes, he will go to the appointment of the sand master, and if he does not return, someone in the house must be in charge.

Almost all the elders persuaded the Sand King not to go, the Sand Lord was ruthless, and the danger of this trip was self-evident, but the Baiyin King did not pay attention. He didn't understand that this was more than auspicious, but he only had to go for 'the last hope that Baiyin could exist in the world'.

In the heart of the sand king, Bai Yin's survival is far better than his own safety.

It was almost time to finish the matter, and the sand king, despite the last dissuasion of his clansmen, took the guards and went straight out of the camp to the gorgeous tent that the sand lord had just built in the middle of the battlefield......

In the impression of King Baiyin, Lord Sha was a big man with a strong body, a lion nose and a wide mouth, and a flamboyant expression, but when he met him this time, he suddenly remembered that it had been twenty years.

When Bai Yin left, the sand lord was already in his fifties, but because of the great cause of the general mood, plus the body is exceptionally strong, so that he looks only in his early forties, and now the twenty years have passed, the sand people are gradually becoming stronger under his rule, but the sand lord is old, with long hair and white hair, a rickety body, a wrinkled face, and no longer the majesty of the year, only wooden and sluggish.

The tent is wide and bright, but there are only two low tables, the sand lord sits behind one of them, there is only a glass of water on the table, but on the other table not far from him, the wine is full of vegetables, seeing that the king of Baiyin is coming, the sand lord lù made a stiff smile, stood up tremblingly to meet the front, hugged the sand people with the etiquette of the sand people, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to the food on the opposite table: "Please sit, please use." ”

King Baiyin was also not polite, and after sitting down, he stretched out his hand to tear ròu and eat, and the Baiyin guard, who entered the tent with him, frowned and reminded in a low voice: "Be careful of poison." ”

King Baiyin laughed: "If he wants to kill me, he doesn't need to be so troublesome with poisoning." ”

The big tent where the leaders of the two sides met, the sand lord deliberately chose to build it in the middle of the battlefield, which was about the same distance from the two camps, in order to show the meaning of equal negotiation, but after all, this tent was built by the sand lord, and hundreds of jīng strong warriors were stationed around, and they listened to the orders of the sand lord at any time, and these people were enough to leave Bai Yin and his party with their lives.

The sand lord didn't say anything, lowered his head and took a small sip of water, and his movements were very slow.

King Baiyin ate and drank for a while, and smiled at the guards beside him: "Look, it's okay, you can eat too, it tastes very good!" "There are only a few kinds of poisonous yào of the sand people, which are extracted from the poisonous scorpions or poisonous mosses of the wasteland, and the taste is strong and the effect is domineering, and it almost dies in the mouth. The Bai Yin guard was not polite, took a step forward and grabbed two ròu from the table, and then retreated behind the leader, holding the hilt of the knife with one hand and stuffing the ròu into his mouth with the other, while his eyes patrolled back and forth on guard......

After eating a few more pieces of ròu and taking a large glass of wine, King Baiyin smiled with satisfaction and looked at the sand lord: "I'm full, let's talk about something now." ”

The sand lord nodded, not talking about business, but asked, "How many people did you Baiyin die in the battle during the day?" ”

King Baiyin poured himself another glass of wine, ignoring the other party's question.

The sand lord didn't care, and said slowly: "Ten thousand lang died under the Baiyin knife on my side, according to my calculations, the young and strong people who died in battle in your family are probably this number." As he spoke, he stretched out four dry fingers and shook them at the Baiyin King from afar.

The White Voice King still poured himself a drink and ignored it.

"I died more than 10,000, and you only died 4,000, Bai Yin is really a good fighting clan, which is amazing. But..."The sand lord changed his words: "If I lose ten times more, I can still gather another 200,000 troops under my command, if you lose another 20,000, Bai Yin will really be wiped out." What's more, what is the use of ten times more? As long as you fight out five or six thousand people in Baiyin, your battle formation will not be able to operate, and at most it will be a situation of fighting one by one, and Baiyin will be finished. ”

King Baiyin looked at the sand lord: "What do you want to say?" ”

"Don't worry, listen to me." The sand lord smiled and shook his head, and then started a new topic: "You are a talent. ”

The sand lord took a sip of water and moistened his throat: "Hang up my banner, lù show weakness, and use the friendship of the same clan to shake my military heart; Raise my flag so high, use the thunderstorm to seduce the thunder, and lift the heart of your white voice; learned the art of war of the Han people, and made up for the number with battle formations; And when you were a child, you pretended to be sick and weak...... You don't really think that I will believe that you are a samurai, do you? But at that time, everyone else believed it, and I couldn't say anything more. ”

Speaking of this, the sand lord seemed to have thought of something, raised his head and asked King Baiyin, and changed the topic again: "By the way, are you wondering, how did I come so quickly?" Where did I get the time to gather an army and come after you had only been encamped for four days? ”

King Baiyin replied: "I am very suspicious, this is this matter, I can't figure it out if I think about it." ”

"You're out of luck!" The sand lord laughed hehe, and replied truthfully: "I gathered a large army for an expedition, and when I was about to set off, I suddenly heard that Bai Yin had returned...... You have been gone for twenty years, although I am unwilling, but I really don't want to deal with you anymore, so I let Bai Yin fend for himself in the wasteland, but I didn't expect you to come back. ”

King Baiyin finally solved the doubt in his heart, and at the same time couldn't help but smile bitterly, it was indeed unlucky. The sand lord was about to send troops on an expedition, and they came back.

Once the army sets out to fight against the Shamin clan, the interior of the homeland is empty, and Bai Yin is difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, who can guarantee that they will not take advantage of the void to enter? At such a juncture, the sand lord has no reason to sit idly by, even if he wants to let Bai Yin go, he can't do it, so he can only send troops to fight and solve the scourge of Bai Yin before the expedition.

"It's impossible for me to let you go like last time, you're dead. Now let you go, what if you go around the wasteland, and then turn around and kill my camp a month later? For me, this war has only two results: one is to completely eradicate Baiyin; The second is to truly subdue you. The sand lord smiled at King Baiyin: "As I said just now, Baiyin is good at fighting, and you are a talent, so if it is possible...... I still want you to surrender and go to war with me. ”

The Baiyin King showed a little excitement: "Who are you going to fight?" Is it a wolf? ”

The sand lord did not answer and asked: "So, are you willing to surrender?" ”

As expected, King Baiyin shook his head steadily: "If you really want to fight the wolf pawn, Bai Yin will definitely help, but it can only be that we Bai Yin raise another army and cooperate with you to fight, and it is absolutely impossible for me to surrender and lead the troops to merge into your army before going to war." ”

The sand lord sighed: "Bai Yin has been gone for twenty years, how can I trust you?" I'd rather destroy Baiyin than have an alliance that is unknown and sometimes friendly and sometimes foeful, so as not to add to my own heart. ”

King Baiyin put down the wine glass in his hand: "There's just nothing to talk about, then I'll go back, and fight to the death on the battlefield after dawn." ”

The sand lord waved his hand, signaling him to be calm: "I hope you can surrender, but you would rather fight to the death; You want me to let go of Baiyin again, but I don't want to say yes. At this point, the matter fell into a dead end, and there was no solution to it...... Actually, what if you and I took a step back? Maybe you'll get what you want, or maybe it's my dream come true, how about it? ”

King Baiyin shook his head in confusion: "What do you mean by 'take a step back'?" ”

"It's so simple, just take a gamble. You and I fought a ring, you won, Bai Yin is still a free clan, continue to be under your rule, I allow you to stay here for three years, enough for you to find a new camp and go away again; I won, Bai Yin surrendered to the Lord, and from then on only the sand people in the world did not have Bai Yin, fù and the children scattered into my camp, and the young and strong hún were incorporated into my army, and you followed me and helped me to fight. The sand lord smiled: "A strong man in his forties competed with an old man to win the battle, you see, you simply took a big advantage." But you also have to be careful, a few years ago, there was a miracle in the great clan, and the gods favored me, and I also became a god warrior. ”

The sand lord was indeed a fierce warrior when he was young, and his bravery was the best in the whole clan, but now that he is old like this, how much strength can he have? And King Baiyin was in the prime of life, and he practiced the superior martial arts of the Han family...... It was indeed a big advantage, but it was because this advantage was too big that King Baiyin became more and more vigilant.

The sand lord's gamble, the previous calculations can't hide from him, the king of Baiyin is a god warrior, all the glory and totems lie in his combat power, if the sand lord can defeat him in the ring, it is tantamount to breaking this myth, Baiyin no longer has a psychological dependence, and it is logical to surrender. But why did the sand lord think that he could defeat the White Yin King?

The sand lord could see the suspicion of the Baiyin King, and smiled: "You will know if you have fought, you can't count on it, I will tell you the key to my victory now, right?" But don't worry, the whole race is watching the battle, everyone is watching, and it is guaranteed to be a fair fight, and I don't have a chance to cheat, how about it, to bet or not to bet? ”

King Baiyin didn't hesitate too much, and happily agreed...... He couldn't refuse, regardless of the current situation and the bet proposed by the other party, just talking about this contest, the god warrior would never have a reason to be afraid. It is not difficult to imagine that as long as he refuses, the sand lord will immediately spread the news, and the dignified warriors will not dare to fight a fair battle with the sand lord at that time, and Bai Yin's morale will be gone, and the battle will not have to be fought again.

It is not known what kind of winning means the sand lord has hidden, but at least the matter of putting up a gamble has already grasped the weakness of King Baiyin, and he is sure that he can only agree.

The sand lord laughed, his face full of happiness: "Do you know that I unify the whole clan but I can't subdue Bai Yin alone, this stone has been pressed on my heart for twenty years, and it has long become a heart disease!" Tonight, I will have a big feast, give you the wind and dust, and wish me the true unification of the Sand Clan! ”

King Baiyin ignored these words, and after setting the details of the contest with the locality, he led the escort back to the camp and waited for the ring battle at noon.

When the sand king returned safely, the important people of the clan naturally gathered around him to inquire about the outcome of the negotiations between the two sides, and everyone looked wary and míhuò. And not long after, the sand lord sent his men with a loud voice to run to the Baiyin camp and loudly announced the gambling and betting of the two sides.

Song Yang was also surprised when he heard about this. He knew that the strength of the Baiyin King was naturally far inferior to that of the Han Realm Grandmaster, but if he really gave it a go, Qi Shang Paxia might not be able to defeat him together, and it was impossible for him to have an opponent in the Sand Clan who only relied on brute force and ancient techniques to fight.

Although there are also Han people around the sand master, there should be no masters among them, otherwise King Baiyin would not succeed if he pretended to be weak when he was a child.

The gambling game was strange, Song Yang cared about his friend, and took Xie Zimiao and Master Ban to find King Baiyin, wanting to ask the details of the matter and see if he could find useful clues to help his friend win the battle.

But unexpectedly, when Song Yang saw Queen Baiyin, he was stunned before he could speak, and then walked up to King Sha and reached out to pick the other party's eyelids.

King Baiyin instinctively hid back, and said helplessly: "Don't be fooled. ”

Song Yang's eyes were full of solemnity: "It's not funny, you stand still and don't move, show me first!" As he spoke, he finally opened the other party's eyelids, stretched the eyes of the Baiyin King very wide, looked at them carefully for a while before letting go, and said with a smile: "You are poisoned." ”

King Baiyin was shocked: "I'm poisoned?" What poison? The matter was about his life, and in surprise, he blurted out not Chinese, but the barbarian language of the Sand tribe, which happened to be heard by the guard who entered the account with him to negotiate, and the guard complained to him: "I told you not to eat, you have to eat." ”

Baiyin is free, there is not much class separation, and it is normal for the guards to count a few words from the leader, which is not a big rebellion.

"You also eat and drink, let's be poisoned together." King Baiyin was not angry, but he always put others before himself, and pushed the guards to Song Yang: "Look at him, is he also poisoned?" Can you save it? If you can, treat him first. ”

Song Yang only glanced at the guards and shook his head: "He's fine, just poison yourself." ”

The Baiyin King was slightly apprehensive, and asked repeatedly, "Can you solve it?" ”

Xie Zimiao stretched out his hand and pointed at the smile on Song Yang's face from the side, and said to King Baiyin: "You see that he is smiling so good-looking, naturally he can solve it; If you are poisonous and unsolvable, and death is not far away, he will be embarrassed to laugh. ”

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