Lin Qiao'er saw that Liu Ziqiu didn't have any reaction, and she was even more worried in her heart, so she had to grit her teeth, hang her head again, and kowtow: "Back to the king, the man by the bonfire yesterday was the slave Langjun, and today he sent someone to quietly stuff a note to the slave family." Thinking that the man was going to be rude to the slave, Ji Rentai cut off his right arm. ”

Liu Ziqiu nodded, and finally spoke: "Since you have an old relationship that is difficult to break, Liu let you go, why don't you go?" ”

"No, no." Lin Qiao'er waved her hand in a panic and said, "The slave family only has hatred for him, not affection. It's just, it's just ......"

"Just what!"

"It's just that he said on the note that as long as the slave family helps him with one thing, he will give the slave family a prescription that can cure the tiger." Without waiting for Liu Ziqiu to ask again, Lin Qiao'er had already continued, "He gave the slave family a package of spices and told the slave family to sprinkle a little bit every other way. The slave family knew that he wanted to be unfavorable to the king, but the slave family thought that the king was a martial artist...... Besides, he can cure the tiger...... Therefore, the slave family is ......"

Speaking of which, Lin Qiaoer was already a little incoherent.

Suddenly, Lin Qiao'er pulled out a short knife with all her might, held it above her head with both hands, and said loudly: "The slave family will take revenge, and if you have no shame to see Princess Qianyu again, please ask the king to give the slave family a death." The slave family has nothing else to ask for, but hopes that the king will be kind to Hu'er in the future. ”

Jin Xiaohu cried and pounced on Lin Qiao'er again, but Lin Qiao'er pushed him away again, which was unimaginable before.

Ji Rentai and the others were full of shock, and they drew their scimitars one after another, and the angry scolding rang out. At the critical moment just now, Liu Ziqiu refused to leave them and run for his life alone. From that moment on, they had all secretly made up their minds to follow Liu Ziqiu in this life and never betray them. Now, a woman actually betrayed Liu Ziqiu, and at this moment, they can't wait to chop Lin Qiaoer into meat sauce.

Liu Ziqiu slowly jumped off the horse and took the short knife from Lin Qiaoer's hand. This is a very ordinary hand-relieving knife, with a poplar handle, a calfskin sheath, no inlaid gems, and no blood groove, which is usually used to cut mutton. In the Western Regions and Mobei, beef and mutton are their staple food, and almost everyone has a knife like this.

Lin Qiao'er couldn't help but feel nervous, and her desperate eyes swept over Jin Xiaohu, but she quickly regained her tranquility, knelt straight on the snow, and said loudly: "The slave family should be self-judged, but the slave family feels unworthy." Please ask the king to cut off the head of the slave family with his own hands, and hate the snow king! ”

"Get up. The human head is not a leek, and the leek can grow again after cutting, but the human head can never grow again after cutting. Liu Ziqiu suddenly pulled Lin Qiao'er up and said with a smile, "If you want to sprinkle spices, when can't you sprinkle them, you have to find such a bad reason." I didn't drink water all the way, and you urinated a lot, which is fake at first glance! ”

In fact, from the moment she explained the truth, Lin Qiaoer had the heart of death, and she also let go of the burden in her heart. But Lin Qiaoer definitely didn't expect that Liu Ziqiu not only pardoned her, but also ridiculed her, and she was suddenly ashamed of herself, and her pretty face was straight to the root of her ears.

However, Ji Rentai and the others were still vigilant, and the eyes that looked at Lin Qiao'er were also extremely fierce, and it was not until Liu Ziqiu waved his hand that they withdrew their scimitars. It's just that if they want to restore their respect and even admiration for Lin Qiaoer as before, I'm afraid it's not easy.

One misstep becomes a thousand hatreds. Lin Qiao'er didn't care about regretting it, and hurriedly took out a small paper bag from her arms and said, "This is the spice that Jin Bo handed me." ”

Liu Ziqiu nodded and said, "Okay, you can keep it, when I let you scatter, you can sprinkle." Get on the horse and keep going! ”

Although I don't know the principle, it is inevitable that Xianbei people can find them by following the spices. Liu Ziqiu just wanted to take the plan into the master and lead them into that valley. It is destined not to return to Weiding City tonight, even if the Xianbei people do not come, with three thousand people by their side, it will be much safer.

……

The sun sets on the west mountain, and the sky is full of red clouds. In the snow-covered wilderness, the view at dusk is the most enchanting. An eagle owl descended from the sky and landed precisely on the shoulder of a knight. The human sculpture is one, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, it seems to be draped in a golden coat. The eagle cooed a few times, and the knight nodded repeatedly, and took out a few pieces of dried meat from the leather pouch under the saddle and stuffed them into the eagle's mouth as a reward.

At the knight's side, a tall and thin man "tsk" exclaimed: "I often hear people say that the golden eagle of the patriarch is the most human, and when I see it today, it really deserves its name." What's even more amazing is that the patriarch was able to talk to this flat-haired beast, and Jin was an eye-opener today. ”

The knight smiled: "This eagle was raised by Mughuza since childhood, just like Mughuzha's family, but it is not a lie to say that it is human. The eagle flies high and can see naturally far away, and it is not uncommon to be able to find Liu Ziqiu's whereabouts. However, Lord Jin was also able to find here, which made Meng Wuzha deeply admired! ”

The tall and thin man waved his hand and said, "It's pure accident that Jin was able to find this place, luck, luck, haha, haha......"

As he spoke, his eyes were aimed at the two golden beagles in front of him, and his expression was quite proud. Nomadic tribes have the habit of hunting, and hunting dogs are indispensable. But this tall, thin man was polite and did not like field hunting, but was deeply interested in the hound's ability to track them. The two hounds were mixed with a unique spice in their food when they were young, and after years of training, the beagle could still pinpoint the location of the spice even from miles away. Can he not be proud to come up with such a genius idea and put it into practice?

The knight who set up the eagle was none other than Meng Wuza, the leader of Murowei, and the tall and thin man next to him was Lin Qiao'er's husband Jin Bo. Two men stood side by side at the entrance to a valley. Behind them, six thousand cavalrymen were ready to go. This time, instead of using bows and arrows, they all held their scimitars aloft, and they looked cold and glistening in the soft sunlight.

At this time, the black and strong Kree rode forward, lowered his voice and said, "Dad, what are you waiting for? Let's get in! ”

Without waiting for Meng Wuzha to speak, Jin Bo preemptively said: "The young patriarch's courage is commendable. But Liu Ziqiu was not in a hurry to return to the city, but came to this valley in a big circle, which is really suspicious, so it is better to be cautious. ”

Kree grinned, "I know why? ”

"Oh? Why? ”

Meng Wuzha knew the weight of Jin Bo in front of Murong Fuyun, and was afraid that his son would not be able to explain clearly and annoy this important minister, so he took the initiative to answer for his son: "My people took a look at them and found that Liu Ziqiu was seriously injured, and he must not be able to ride a fast horse, so he wanted to rest in this valley for one night, and he was worried that he would be discovered by us, so he deliberately went around a few circles, but it was just a suspicious plan." ”

At the beginning of the first battle of Muiling, Meng Wuzha really fell for the suspicious plan, but he is still in the dark.

"Oh, he's hurt! Jin has long said that that guy is also flesh and blood, not a god. If it were a god, the man's fingers would not be worn out. Since it is flesh and blood, it is impossible to be invulnerable. No, it's really hurt! Jin Bo was obviously excited, and asked repeatedly, "How did he get hurt?" Could it be that there is another group of men chasing them? ”

Kelie shook his head and said, "We don't know about this, it's just that our people came back to report that Liu Ziqiu seemed to vomit blood." ”

When he left the development of the army, Meng Wuzha knew that Liu Ziqiu only had a dozen cavalry guards around him. Heroes can't stand the wolves, no matter how brave Liu Ziqiu is, he can't stop hundreds of Murowei warriors. So the three thousand young men in the clan went to chase after them in six ways, and they were caught up by one of them. Seeing that it was about to be completed, he encountered an ambush.

According to the people who fled from defeat, the number of soldiers and horses who came to meet them was about 1,000, but the news that his golden eagle brought back was only 500 people. Most of the time, Mughuza preferred to believe in the golden eagle rather than in his people. For various reasons, the clansmen sometimes lie about the military situation and exaggerate to evade responsibility, but his golden eagle has always been loyal and will not hide anything from him.

"Ahh In the team behind them, a tall and thin knight suddenly let out an exclamation, "Dad, brother, did he really vomit blood?" ”

When the knight did not speak, he did not attract attention, but when he opened his mouth, he heard that it was a woman pretending. Jin Bo looked at her with interest and said with a smile, "This is the dark cloud girl, right?" What's so good about Liu Ziqiu? Don't be obsessed with him. It's not that Jin boasts, although Jin doesn't have his brute strength, he is much stronger than him in other aspects! ”

Meng Wuza hurriedly snorted and said, "Lord Jin, do you want to do it?" ”

Although he knew that Jin Bo was a celebrity in front of Murong Fuyun, and believed that Murong Fuyun would eventually win, how Jin Bo treated his own woman had long been rumored on the grassland, it was simply a pervert among perverts, and Meng Wuzha didn't want his daughter to fall into the hands of such people.

Jin Bo smiled, no longer staring at the dark clouds, and pointed his horsewhip towards the valley: "Then let's do it, patriarch, please first!" ”

Whether there are 500 or 1,000 men in the valley, there are 6,000 fierce warriors on their side, and there is nothing to hesitate about. Mughuza was not humble, pulled the reins, and shouted, "Good! Kree, kill! ”

Wuyun anxiously shouted: "Brother, you can't go, that's a big hero!" ”

"When my brother kills him, my brother will be a big hero!" Kree was willing to listen to her persuasion, and rushed out on his horse, waving his scimitar, "Sons, rush!" ”

"Dad, brother, you go kill people, the dark clouds go home by themselves!" The dark cloud took off the deerskin hat from his head in a huff, threw it on the ground, and turned his horse back. A cold wind blew, and dozens of fine twist braids on her head spread out, like a dark cloud pressing on top of her head. Behind her, thousands of horsemen were screaming and rushing into the valley.