"Drag this tartar out to Ben Shuai and slaughter it, and cut it for wine!"

When even a soldier broke into the study, he kicked Wakda with a kick, dragged his feet upside down, and walked out. Wakda was frightened by this sudden situation, and didn't know what to do, this southern barbarian Li Xin was fine just now, why did he turn his face when he said that he would turn his face? Frightened, he secretly said that my life is over.

He Luohui was frightened, and he didn't expect that Li Xin, who had always been kind to him, would turn his face when he said that he would turn his face, and he would even take Wakda's head to drink. This made He Luohui unconsciously remembered the rumors circulating in the army that Li Xinsheng ate human flesh, and hurriedly knelt on the ground, climbed a few more steps, and came to Li Xin.

"The general spares his life, the general spares his life, Bei ...... No, Wakda is not good at words, and it is by no means that he does not want to make friends with the general. The general can fight well and win a hundred battles, and he has long been thunderous in my Eight Banners Army, and Wakda has said to his minions more than once that if he doesn't know Li Zhengxi in this life, it is in vain to call him a hero. Look at the general, how could Wakda not want to make friends with the general? Maybe, maybe he saw that the general was nervous, yes, he was nervous, so he lost ground for a while, please be gracious to the general! ”

Li Xin was unmoved, and the two pro-soldiers continued to carry Wakda upside down, dragging them on the ground and walking out. Seeing that Wakda was about to be dragged out, He Luohui was also anxious, kowtowed to Li Xin three times in a row, shouted to the general to spare his life, and at the same time crawled in front of the wolf Bèi Wakda, grabbed his shirt and didn't let the two personal soldiers drag him out.

"Lord Belle, you can't be soft first, don't the Han people have a saying, heroes don't suffer losses in front of them, and they don't worry about the green mountains without firewood, why are you suffering?" He Luohui's sentence was in Manchu, and at this time, he didn't care about anything else, and he actually cried when he spoke.

Wakda fell to the ground on his back, looking disgusted, not wanting to have any communication with the boneless coward, but his feet were grabbed by two of his own soldiers. A trace of fear of death suddenly permeated the chest that had been righteous and awe-inspiring before, and Wakda wanted to say it with pride, death is dead ears, why rap. But this sentence was like a big stone blocked in his chest, so blocked that he couldn't breathe and couldn't speak.

Another group of pro-soldiers rushed into the study, and He Luohui was punched and kicked, listening to the endless screams, Wakda suddenly saw a ghost head knife erected upside down outside the door of the study, and it was only at this time that he really felt that death was so close to him. Suddenly, there was a burst of heat in his crotch, and he endured it forbiddenly, he must not fall into the face of the Qing royal family.

But his whole body was dragged out, and the door frame quickly retreated, as if the whole world was leaving him. Wakda finally couldn't help it and shouted: "Spare your life!" ”

As soon as these two words came out, Wakda closed his eyes helplessly, but the two pro-soldiers didn't really let him go because he shouted for mercy, and still dragged him to the ghost head knife. In an instant, Wakda's thoughts were lost, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, and he lost his life, but his life was not saved after all. In the boundless fear of death, he suddenly felt a trace of regret, regretting that he had not been vain and wronged at the moment when Li Xin asked to be friends with him......

Wakda watched the cold and snowy ghost head knife slowly raised, reflecting the dazzling light, and swung it fiercely, when the sound of breaking the sky came into his ears, he instinctively closed his eyes and shouted no!

At the same time, a sentence sounded in the study: "Keep people under the knife!" ”

The ghost head knife, the strength has long been used up, and it is too late to collect it, the pro-soldier shook his wrist, and the ghost head knife deviated from the original trajectory, and smashed heavily into the ground an inch above Wakda's head.

After a while, Wakda reacted from the unprecedented panic, but he was paralyzed, sweating like pulp, and his crotch was already hot and humid, and the stench made the executioner hide his nose and leave.

At this moment, where can Wakda still care about shame and anger, he is still reminiscing about the happiness of escaping death, this feeling is unprecedented, wonderful.

He Luohui also chased him out of the study, and when he saw the appearance of the wolf Bèi of Wakda, he couldn't bear to look at it directly. Li Xin also walked out and deliberately raised his voice, "Wakda, are you willing to be very good friends with Ben Shuai?" ”

Wakda lay on his back with his eyes closed, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded heavily.

"What? Ben Shuai can't hear it! ”

He Luo was afraid that Wakda would make another mistake, and seeing this posture, Li Xinke was a murderous master without blinking, so he hurriedly called: "Lord Belle, Lord Belle?" ”

"Yes, I do!"

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he shouted these five words almost with all his strength, his voice hysterical, as if he wanted to vent his humiliation and shame at the same time.

Li Xin hurriedly scolded a few pro-soldiers: "Did you hear that, Wakda is a good friend of Ben Shuai, Ben Shuai is joking with him, how can you still take it seriously, you should be punished!" ”

The soldiers laughed and said: "The generals know that we are wrong, we should be punished, we should be punished!" ”

Li Xin glared at them, and said: "Why don't you hurry up and wait for Ben Shuai's good friend to change into clean clothes, pack up, and bring him to see Ben Shuai, Ben Shuai will have a drink with him!" ”

Several pro-soldiers pinched their noses, and then dragged the paralyzed Wakda to the wing. At the same time, Li Xin asked people to prepare wine and food, and after a series of things were explained, he looked at He Luohui, who had been following him.

"Let's go, the sun is very poisonous outside, let's go into the house and wait!"

He Luo would nod and follow behind Li Xin, saying in his heart that this Li Xin is violent and arrogant, and it is even more elusive in addition to being thoughtful and cunning, and if he falls into the hands of this person, he is afraid that he will be more than lucky.

"Sit down!"

After entering the study, Li Xinyi said that he was willing to forge the stool and cut the stool and cut the cooking disease

He Luo will be cautious, and his words will be humble.

"Minions, minions still don't sit, minions are born to stand, standing life!"

Li Xindu didn't raise his eyes to look at him, he didn't sit down, and asked again: "He Luohui, are you Manchu or Han?" ”

He Luohui is the name, he has heard of it before, thanks to the pigtail play in his previous life, he only knows that this person is quite close to Dolgon, but he didn't expect that he has always been close to Dai Shan.

"Return, back to the general's words, slave, slave He Luo will be an authentic Manchurian, a person with a white flag, yes, it is Zhang Jing of this Niu Lu."

"So, your banner lord is Duoduo?"

He Luo would quickly reply: "General Hui, yes." Dordor is indeed the banner master of the minions! ”

Li Xin suddenly asked again: "Ben Shuai and you have no master-slave relationship, why do you keep calling yourself a slave?" When he saw that He Luo would be called a slave, he began to tease, and wanted to see how He Luo, who was quite eloquent, would answer.

"This, this, slave, slave, Manchu people have a rule, the captured person is a slave, the general captured the slave, naturally, naturally he is also the master of the slave!"

"Oh? And this saying, it's fresh, so it's okay, how about you always be a slave of your own handsome? ”

He Luohui reacted extremely quickly, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and prostrate at Li Xin's feet.

"The general is a great hero admired by thousands of people, and he can be a slave of a general, ah no, he can be a slave of a general forever, and it is a blessing that a slave has cultivated for several lifetimes!"

After speaking, He Luo raised his head, but his face was excited and excited. Li Xin saw it in his eyes, and wondered in his heart, thinking that if this person didn't really have the addiction to being a slave, it was this person's extraordinary acting skills, and he actually acted so that he could believe it a little, and he was all from the bottom of his heart. If it is left in the previous life, the hat of an actor is proper, and he can't run away.

"Get up, you and Wakda are both good friends of Ben Shuai, how can Ben Shuai let you be Ben Shuai's minions!"

He Luohui didn't think so, after seeing the means of tossing Wakda, he said that he didn't believe that Li Xin was joking with him, he knelt on the ground and didn't get up, and even said bluntly with a crying voice: "The general doesn't agree to accept He Luohui as a slave, and He Luohui will kneel and die here and not get up." ”

Li Xin was made to cry and laugh, and said in his heart that He Luo can act too hard, everyone accepts it when they see it, but this person wants to run all the way to the dark. Where did he think that in He Luohui's impression, he had long been a brutal, temperamental and cunning person. After hard persuasion to no avail, Li Xin had no choice but to cooperate with He Luohui to continue the play, "Okay, Ben Shuai promised you, from now on you will be Ben Shuai's minion!" ”

He Luohui was very grateful, and was about to get up, but he heard Li Xin ask again: "There is another question, you are a person with a white flag, and there is a Duoduo on it, how can you talk to Ben Shuai when the time comes?" ”

Li Xin said this purely because he had nothing to do to make a cough, but He Luohui couldn't take it seriously, he thought about it very seriously for a while, and said categorically: "Since the slave is from the general, from today onwards he will break off all relations with the old identity, and from now on the slave has only one master, that is, the general!" ”

Li Xin looked at He Luohui with a smile and a smile, but said in his heart: It's better to be a Tartar, you can cultivate such an understanding minion. Whether he really has the addiction to being a slave or not, this play is a pleasure to watch today.

"General, Wakda brings!" Originally, Li Xin wanted to tease the boring son with this He Luohui again, but he didn't want a few pro-soldiers to move fast enough.

In this meeting, I saw Wakda and the two of them before, like a defeated rooster, hanging their heads and standing at the mercy of others on the spot.