Chapter 20: The Wise Patriarch (3)

"Thank you, I will thank you indeed, I will cut off pieces of your flesh and feed it to the dogs!" Nabutoya scolded viciously.

Turansai Khan glanced at Nabutoya, although there was no change in expression on his face, but there was also a bit of ruthlessness in his heart, he had never heard of the reputation of this fiancée, but this was a political marriage, and he was not an infatuated man.

However, seeing that Fang Ling was not only not panicked in front of the enemy, but also flirted so leisurely, Tulan Motuo had such a bold and courageous person under him, he immediately had more killing intentions, and at the same time, his eyes were still wandering around Song Ying'er, thinking about how to secretly get this southern beauty in his hands.

Compared to Nabutoya's anger and jealousy, Tulan Motuo's deepness, and Temuqi seemed much more mature and calm, and he said to Fang Ling in a deep voice: "Tulan Motuo's intention to send you, I don't have to guess anymore, just looking at this current situation, I already know, it seems that you have obtained the key!"

Fang Ling smiled faintly and said, "The Iron Patriarch is really smart enough, I have indeed obtained the key, and it is on me now." ”

Seeing that the young man didn't even go around in circles, and actually readily admitted that the key was on his body, Tie Muqi was surprised, and a trace of brilliance immediately flashed in his eyes, and he grinned and said: "Very good, even I have to praise you, Tulan Motuo's subordinates still have such good talents, if you obediently hand over the key, this patriarch can also consider letting you live!"

Fang Ling smiled playfully: "Iron Patriarch, I'm not stupid, if I really hand over the key, wouldn't I not know how to die?"

"Then do you think that if you just sit here like this, you will be able to leave the city safely?" Tiemuqi's voice became cold, and he waved his big hand violently, only to see a large number of archers appear on the surrounding roofs, "I believe that you southerners have also heard of the archery skills of our steppe people, as long as I give an order, all of you will be killed!"

Fang Ling's expression did not change, but he laughed heartily, as if he had encountered something that made people happy.

Tie Muqi couldn't help but feel a little humiliated, his brows sank, and he shouted, "What are you laughing at?"

Fang Ling smiled and said leisurely: "I laugh at the Iron Patriarch, you don't know what the key looks like, and you don't know that this key is made of very fragile materials, I dare to guarantee that before the bow and arrow arrive, I can use my internal strength to smash it!"

Everyone couldn't help but change color slightly, only Tie Muqi was very quiet, and sneered: "Do you think I will believe your words?

Fang Ling secretly said that this guy is an old fox, calm enough, but he is not worried about the effect of what he said just now, because the key is too important to Tiemuqi and the others, this is the only one in the world, as long as he gets this thing, he will have the dominance to enter the Lost City, and thus successfully get the position of the next patriarch.

Therefore, when it comes to the key, no one dares to take it lightly, which is why Temuqi and others obviously have the upper hand, but they did not act immediately, they are also speculating, and they also hope to find some clues about the key in their own words to make the best judgment.