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What the final result of Bai Ning's conversation with Shi Bao and his wife was, no one knows. 39txt on the northern shore of the Bohai Sea at dawn the next day, a very small Jurchen tribe.

The morning sun spreading, the campfires emitting smoke, the rough panting and shaking of the tents, and the figures of people who wailed and struggled in pain.

After a while, everything was quiet, the tent curtain was lifted, and the stout Jurchen man came out, revealing a satisfied smile, and the old man who seemed to be the patriarch knocked on it with a stick, scolding in the Bohai Jurchen language, and kept knocking on the man's back.

In the tribal camp, several Wu Chao people who were doing odd jobs stared at the tent just now, and quickly turned their heads away, processing furs on the frozen soil, and whispered in their voices.

"It's like....that old man is saying that Mr. Wei is not a woman."

"....But his stupid son didn't listen..... so he decided that Mr. Wei was a woman....this ..... created a deep evil."

One of the people who spoke touched his buttocks coldly, and then exhaled a sigh of relief. In fact, they should be glad that it is not winter, otherwise they would be physically different from ordinary people if they can live for half a day with their existing clothes, but in the end, a weak gentleman like Ma Zheng has no warm clothes, and he can't even hold a rolling rod in the cold.

When the ship was shipwrecked, he thought he would die, but now he was saved by the Jurchens, but it was not the beggar tribe they wanted to send, but on the contrary, he was saved by this family tribe with a population of less than fifteen people.

Whenever he thought that the mission of the envoy was far away, Ma Zheng even had thoughts of suicide. But after thinking about it, Wei Jinzhong can even endure such a thing without looking for short-sightedness, and he can't even be as good as a eunuch?

So he survived and waited for his chance.

He looked at the tent with a look of admiration in his eyes.

………….

Inside the tent, the body lying on his stomach, gasping.

Fingers tugged at the hard earth, elbows lifted up his upper body with prop up, and through the gap in the curtain, the morning sun was rising outside, and the bright light shone through the gap in the trees, squinting his eyes. 39txt

The pants on his lower body fell to his knees, and the slightest trace of blood was mixed with a sticky mess, which irritated Wei Jinzhong's nasal cavity and nerves.

"..... hehe...."

Wei Jinzhong lowered his head and buried his face in his chest, and let out a seeping laugh dryly. Speak small words.

"Our family even cut themselves..... and we are afraid of hurting ....."

"I'm a woman..... a dog mongrel!"

"I can't die well....wait for our family to recover from their injuries....I'll kill you all tonight...."

"Damn fool....we don't want to see a fool again in this life... See one kill one...."

"....hiss....it hurts....that big thing...."

That tearing feeling Rao is a few nights later, Rao has been used a few times, and it is still painful, he is a eunuch, after all, he is not ***, especially the trauma in his heart is no worse than when he was cut off by his little brother.

Jurchen....Jurchen....Wei Jinzhong secretly cursed the title of this race countless times in his heart, he suppressed the tyrannical impulse in his heart, and kept telling himself that he must be patient, and when the injury is healed, he will be ashamed, he must be calm, he must be calm, he must be calm, he must be calm.......

In the tent with a bit of a leaky wind, time passed little by little, except for the fool who came to feed him twice like a dog in the middle of the way, the rest was to wait hard and unforgettable, waiting for the night to come, waiting for the Jurchen fool to come over and spend the night. Knowing that the light through the cracks in the curtain was dimming, I could hear the scolding of the Jurchen language outside, the laughter of children and women, and then it quieted down.

Minutes and seconds passed, and then footsteps sounded.

The curtain opened, and the bear-looking foolish man entered.

A simple smile, full of greed.

Subsequently, skillfully uncovering the belt around the waist, apparently it was not the first time. The big stout and filthy hand with a foul smell touched Wei Jinzhong's lower body, this feeling made him shudder, he knew what would happen.

I can't take it anymore.

He adjusted his breathing, his legs moved slightly, and after adjusting to the hot pain, his back slowly bowed, and his slightly numb hands contracted back until the fool's whole body came from behind him. The hands jerked back and closed.

Click-

The messy head suddenly turned in a direction.

The heavy body fell to the ground with a bang, Wei Jinzhong endured the hot pain on his buttocks, hurriedly pulled on his pants, and easily put the animal skin on the Jurchen fool's body on himself, as well as his own boots, and felt a lot more relaxed after a short rest.

After that, he probed outside, there were four or five Jurchen hunters talking next to the lit bonfire, and he must not understand the language, it was rumored that the Jurchens were very powerful, and he was not well injured, and there was no Heavenly Fury Sword, so it would definitely not work to go out like this, even if he killed the other party and attracted more people, it would be troublesome.

With a gloomy face, he walked back again, and kicked his dead body a few times in anger, and the corpse's arm flipped over and touched something, and there was a clang.

The conversation around the campfire outside came to an abrupt end.

Then, the sound of footsteps sounded and a man walked over.

"Granon—"

The Jurchen hunter who came over asked the tone probe came in to take a look inside, and then the whole body also squeezed in, and the next moment, with a brush, Wei Jinzhong grabbed the other party's throat with one claw and pulled it hard.

The sound of leaky breathing, snorting at the place where the neck was broken, covering the opponent's mouth with one hand, punching and beating the opponent's temple with one punch or two, until the opponent's legs stopped pedaling hard, then let go.

On the Jurchen hunter's body, there is a short bow, more than a dozen arrows, and a sharp knife, which seems to be used for skinning and deboning. Although Wei Jinzhong had never shot an arrow, he had seen it, and the bonfire was not far from his side, only more than ten steps, and it was not difficult to kill the remaining three, so the arrow opened the animal skin curtain and aimed at it.

On the other side of the campfire, in the middle of the night, it was also dark.

The three Jurchen hunters sitting on the fire over there seemed to think that the other had been gone for a long time, so they looked towards the tent, and a black shadow swished, brushing the dim light of the fire.

With a pop, it plunged into the neck of the rightmost Jurchen. For a moment, the roar of rage, the splashing of blood, and the flickering fire created a suffocating atmosphere.

The black shadow rushed out of the tent, the short bow was thrown, and it was dodged, and then Wei Jinzhong's figure scurried, pulled out the sharp knife and quickly dug out a few knives on the legs and knees of the two Jurchen hunters on the other side, and then turned around, and the tip of the knife was a bucket, and it sank into the temple of one of them.

The commotion opened, and the remaining tents were opened, and more than a dozen Jurchens rushed out, some old and some young, and more were women. Wei Jinzhong held the sharp knife and hooked it around the neck of the remaining Jurchen hunter.

He stretched out the tip of his scarlet tongue and licked his lower lip, his eyes shining with vengeance.

Then, with a swipe, the blood light spread to the blade.

"You're all going to die—"

He laughed maniacally, threw away the corpse, kicked the burning bonfire apart, and the flames rose with a roar, bloomed in mid-air, flew over, smashed into the pile, and landed on the tent, causing a fire.

Take advantage of the fire, chaos.

Wei Jinzhong rushed over, raised the boning knife, and chopped and stabbed it out with a knife. One corpse after another fell at his feet, and none of them were spared.

Only the group of people who followed the captured envoys of the Wu Dynasty trembled and looked at Wei Jinzhong, whose face was like a demon.

The night wind whimpered, but it looked like a human being.

"Ah.....h

Wei Jinzhong gritted his teeth and trembled, making a sound similar to laughter, and his expression was like crying, like a demon, crazy and crazy, his hair was messy and swaying in the wind.

"Bai Ning—"

"If you hadn't calculated me, how would I have ended up in this field!"

The heart-rending shouts reached the sky and the nearby mountains and forests in this burning camp, and the resident birds flew in shock. Wei Jinzhong's face was full of tears, as if there was blood flowing out of the back of his buttocks, a hot piece, and he subconsciously reached out to hold it.

Vicious eyes glared at Ma Zheng and the others.

"What are you waiting for! Pack your things, let's go-"

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