The sword qi instantly tore open the belly of the wild wolf in the air, and the huge body of the wild wolf smashed towards Lu Ziming like a cannonball that had lost its potential energy, he had no way to dodge at all, and the sword qi was 0 late. In 1 second, the figure lying on the ground grabbed his heel, so that he didn't have time to take care of his feet at all, and when he activated his sword qi, it was too late to dodge.

The wild wolf like a mountain of meat fell from the sky and hit his chest, followed by his body like a kite with a broken string and flew out, his chest turned over the river, his mouth spurted out a mouthful of blood, and every inch of his body was as if he had been beaten by a small hammer.

"It was so dark that I only saw a figure fighting with those wolf kings, and then I was knocked unconscious by them, and then I didn't know what happened, and when I woke up, I saw you. ”

Making up nonsense is not Lu Ziming's strength, especially making up nonsense full of loopholes, it is better to say that he didn't see anything, anyway, they have already decided that the wolf king was killed by that person called Celtan, and explaining it by themselves will bring trouble to themselves that they don't know.

Obviously, the other party didn't take him as a thing with the thin body in front of him, they just had to let Lu Ziming admit it in person that the wolf king was killed by Celtan, and as for what process, there were smart people who added it themselves.

Getting the answer he wanted, Sanar was obviously relieved, his cold face relaxed, and he said with a little sympathy: "You are a witness to Celtan's killing of the wolf king, this matter must be told from your mouth, now we will take you back to the camp ......."

"I want to go home!"

Lu Ziming interrupted his words, which made Sanar a little unhappy, but he didn't have a seizure: "Your home is there, and after this matter is over, we will send you home."

"My home is in Fangcheng ......", he saw Sanar with a blank face, and immediately changed his words: "Nanyang, Henan...... Luoyang, I've always heard of it, what is the nearest city here, it's ...... now", he suddenly found that he shouldn't ask more, especially what time it is now, these people regard themselves as wandering Han people, if they don't know anything, it will arouse their suspicion.

He didn't want to tell these people his secret, he didn't know how he got here, why he came here, and he observed that this should be the northern part of China, and it was not clear where it was on the map, and only after he figured it out could he make up a convincing lie.

"I don't know about the places you're talking about, but the nearest city here is Qicheng, and it's still seven hundred kilometers from here, and if you go south, it's ten days to walk. If you do what I say, we will give you a horse, and it will only take three days to get to Qicheng, where the Han people gather, do you understand?"

"Hmm", Lu Ziming nodded, as long as he is not stupid, the way he is now, I am afraid that he will not be able to go to Qicheng as he said for a month.

Already injured, he decided to do what Sanar said for the time being, didn't he just let himself tell the others, what did the wolf king call Celtan to kill?

Sanar didn't seem to be at ease, so he scraped his stomach and intestines: "Saytan saved you, don't you Han people talk about gratitude and retribution? You can't be ungrateful, otherwise I know you, but the knife in my hand doesn't know you."

Listening to Sanar's pinched Chinese pronunciation, Lu Ziming's stomach was about to cramp with laughter, is there such a threat? The words he said had no momentum at all, if he hadn't laughed out loud for fear that Sanar would be angry, he would have laughed a long time ago.

He hummed noncommittally, which was a reassuring pill for Sanar.

At this time, Su Liqing had already wrapped the body of Celtan in felt, put it on the back of the war horse, and by the way, tied the body of the wolf king to the back of the war horse, and said to Wen Dona in Mongolian that Lu Ziming couldn't understand: "This kid will be handed over to you, watch it, don't let him run away."

Wendona took the horse that had lost its owner and asked, "Lu, can you ride a horse?"

Lu Ziming shook his head, not to mention that he had never ridden a horse, even if he could ride, but the horse in front of him had expanded two or three times in addition to its original appearance, and his body had expanded by two or three times, he stood beside the horse, just as he stood beside the elephant before, and he could just reach the saddle with his hand, if it weren't for his docile appearance, he would have mistaken it for some mutated fierce beast.

"Alright then, you climb on horseback, and I'll lead you. ”

Lu Ziming really climbed on the horse's back, and Wen Dona still supported it behind, otherwise he wouldn't be able to climb up alive. If he hadn't been injured, he would have had no problem getting on the horse with his physical strength, but now as long as he moved, the bones in his body hurt as if they were falling apart, and his chest hurt even more when he was panting.

Soon, he realized that it was also a wrong decision to get on the horse, and Windona said that he was leading the horse, which was wrong in one point. She was indeed leading the horse, but she was jogging, not walking.

Perhaps this speed is indeed slow for Windona, but for him who has never ridden a horse, the speed is no slower than a car. The tall war horse opened its four hooves, each step was two or three meters, listening to the whirring wind in his ears, and the surrounding scenery quickly disappeared behind him. Lu Ziming, who was riding on horseback, fell down together with the running of the war horse, the whole person seemed to be running around, and the acidic liquid that was left in his abdomen was also vomited away, his face was yellow and scary, and he almost foamed at the mouth.

"If you can't do it, just hold the horse's neck, don't hold it up, you'll die like this", Wen Dona looked at Lu Ziming on the horse's back with disdainful eyes, and finally slowed down.

Lu Ziming has heard cynicism before, and he has not been looked down upon by others, and he has stubbornly and stubbornly persisted. He gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his chest, and imitated Windona's example, his legs clamped between the sides of the horse, and his body arched slightly, rising and falling with the rhythm of the horse's running.

For him, who had only seen horses on TV, riding horses had become a skill that he had to master in front of him, and he didn't dare to think about how he could get out of the grassland on two legs. This might not have been a problem in the age of civilization, but now there are fierce beasts everywhere, and you have to race against them on two legs.

Even if he finds the city, the way home is still long, and finding a means of transportation becomes the primary problem of whether he can return. Seeing the galloping war horse, he made a bold decision, he must learn to ride a horse, didn't they promise to send him to Qicheng after the deed was completed? Maybe it was not difficult to ask them for a war horse.