Faced with Tang Xiaohao, who did not enter the oil and salt, but had a hippie smile, Su Mu was really helpless and had to get out of the way.

Bao Meng chased a few more steps, Tang Xiaohao turned around and said, "Help me take care of the candle dragon, this is not a last word, I see that it was too excited before, and it was still waving its hooves there, I guess it must have opened the wound again."

After that, Tang Xiaohao smiled at Baomeng and glanced at Ji Chengying again.

Ji Chengying just nodded, Tang Xiaohao nodded in response, and then walked towards the depression.

Childa followed behind Tang Xiaohao, and as soon as the two of them walked into the depression, they saw Mu Qier walking slowly with an animal with thick white fur.

Tang Xiaohao looked at the animal carefully, if it weren't for the pair of horns on the top of his head, he probably wouldn't have seen that thing was a cow at all.

Tang Xiaohao immediately asked Cerda, "Is this a cow?" It's not like a cow I've seen before."

"It's a white yak, and it's just tamed," Gilda explained.

Tang Xiaohao was stunned: "What does it mean to just tame?"

"Wild white yaks," Gilda looked at Tang Xiaohao, "even if it is a domestic white yak, it has a fierce temperament. This white yak was captured by Muzir himself a few days ago, and it took a month to tame, and it turned out to be a gift for the clan king, because the white yak means auspicious."

Tang Xiaohao nodded: "I understand, that is, you have prepared an original green additive-free white yak to kill me."

At this time, are you still poor? Childa frowned and said, "Master Horse......

Tang Xiaohao stretched his limbs and was about to walk towards the white yak, but was stopped by Chirda.

"You can't touch the white yak until you start," Childa said.

Tang Xiaohao smiled: "I understand, I'm afraid I'll do something."

As he spoke, Tang Xiaohao took off his shirt, took off his boots, left a pair of pants, and then walked directly into the plank.

Muzir also led the white yak in, and then personally blocked the Saimen knife cart behind the ox.

At the same time, the Saimen knife cart behind Tang Xiaohao was also pushed up and blocked by the soldiers riding the wolf.

Then, Muzir stood outside and began to say something in the original language, as if he were singing, as if he were chanting a mantra.

With Mu Qier's voice, the eyes of the white yak in front of Tang Xiaohao's eyes changed significantly, and then he slowly retreated, making a posture ready to impact.

Tang Xiaohao also put on a posture, and his eyes locked on the pair of horns of the white yak.

On the carriage in the distance, Ji Chengying, who seemed to be calm, looked at Su Mu: "Zhongguan Su."

Su Mu looked at Ji Chengying, and Antai also subconsciously looked over.

Ji Chengying didn't say anything more, just shook his head slightly, which meant that no matter what happened, Su Mu couldn't step forward.

Su Mu was silent, just stood there and looked into the distance, he couldn't disobey the emperor's order, so he began to think about what he should do after that if Tang Xiaohao really died.

Thinking of this, Su Mu turned around and glanced at Bao Meng, who was standing beside the candle dragon.

Bao Meng didn't dare to look at it at all, but leaned on the candle dragon, and the candle dragon also snuggled up to Bao Meng with his head, comforting each other with one person and one horse.

At this moment, the white yak rushed towards Tang Xiaohao, and Tang Xiaohao also grabbed the horns of the bull at the moment when the white yak was about to arrive, stepped on the front with his right foot, put his left foot against the ground behind him, stretched out his arms, and supported him with the core strength of his waist.

At the same time, Tang Xiaohao also adjusted his breathing to avoid shortness of breath, and he was exercising according to the breathing method Su Mu said these days, although it was impossible to figure out what the so-called internal strength was in such a short period of time, but at least he understood that this method of breathing and breathing can not only stabilize the body function, but also make his concentration more concentrated.

The next stalemate was the stalemate, because of the relationship between the plank and the Semen knife car, no one knew what was happening inside, and Childa and Muzir, who were standing outside, could only prick up their ears and listen, while watching each other.

What would happen if Tang Xiaohao died because of this?

The two of them didn't dare to think about it, because tradition, whether it was for the people of Rouyuan or other plains,

It's not going to change easily.

Tradition is a great and powerful emotional legacy, a gift from ancestors to future generations. Tradition is derived from the collective experience of the ancestors, and the meaning of tradition is to provide a rule for future generations to appease themselves, and even to approach the gods themselves.

Most of the time, people set rules to constrain them, but they only constrain behavior, not the essential thoughts.

It is natural for people to doubt the legitimacy of tradition, just as those who participated in the successful practice of Boda, and who were associated with the title of Boda, also committed great mistakes, including even the most hated betrayal of mankind.

However, the performance of the individual and the results produced cannot destroy the tradition, and it is natural that some people will make explanations in order to maintain the legitimacy of the tradition.

Therefore, in the face of traditions like Lianboda, everyone is helpless.

The scariest thing about this tradition is that no one forces you to participate, but as long as you volunteer, you have to do it.

Yes, you can throw in the towel, but the result of admitting defeat is being ostracized by the group.

If Tang Xiaohao admits defeat, he will not only lose the life of the candle dragon, but also break his promise, and even make the Rouyuan people think that the Huayuan people are cowardly.

For these people who grew up on horseback, cowardice means unreliability.

The actions of individuals can sometimes determine the future fate of a group.

Therefore, if Tang Xiaohao retreats, it is equivalent to the retreat of the Huayuan Imperial Court.

Even if he died, he couldn't become Boda, but he died well, and he was a man who stood up to the sky.

When Tang Xiaohao was struggling to fight with the white yak, Ji Chengying slowly turned his head to look at An Tai beside him, and just looked at it, his eyes were extremely cold.

Because Antai has been looking at the direction of the depression, it took a long time to find that Ji Chengying was looking at him like this, and he couldn't help but be shocked, because that look was really terrifying, and that look was definitely not something that ordinary people had.

There was a majesty in her eyes, and a force that seemed to destroy her will.

Antai hesitated and said, "Lord?"

Ji Chengying asked coldly, "I remember that Rouyuan's funeral was divided into several types, right? One of them is called celestial burial. If the colt dies, will it be buried in the sky?"

Antai was stunned: "Lord Wang, my subordinates don't understand."

Ji Chengying chuckled: "Rouyuan's traditions, the imperial court will never interfere with Rouyuan's traditions and force Rouyuan to change its own customs, you see, don't we also follow the customs?" So, let me ask you, if the pony dies, does his funeral have to be done according to the traditions of the Rouhara?"

Ji Chengying's words completely created a problem for Antai, if it didn't follow the tradition, then what Tang Xiaohao did could be stopped now, and there would be no need to do all this to keep the candle dragon alive.

However, if Antai called a halt, even if he could temporarily suppress the matter in the Wolf Riding Horse, once the matter spread, it would cause the anger of the people of Rouyuan, who were already hostile to Huayuan.

Public anger is the most difficult to quell.

Antai couldn't say anything, just smiled awkwardly, and Ji Seungying was also laughing.

Like Tang Xiaohao, who was confronting the white yak, Ji Chengying and Antai, who were in the carriage at this moment, were also confronting.

Because the side of the carriage was completely open, Su Muqing clearly heard the conversation between the two, and also heard Ji Chengying's meaning clearly, although the tradition cannot be violated, but if Tang Xiaohao is dead, the direction of the matter will not be able to control Antai, even if she is the capital, she can't control it.

Tang Xiaohao's feet had sunk into the dirt, but he still couldn't stop the terrifying power of the white yak.

After all, the pony is a human being, and the strength of a person is limited, but some animals can carry or lift items heavier than their own weight.

People rely on their heads, but there is no room for thought in the current situation.

Tang Xiaohao's feet were already close to the door jamin knife cart behind him, and he had to spread his feet and use his heels directly against the wheels, but this posture would dissipate the power, so he had to put his legs together again

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But in just such a moment, he lost his strength, and the result of his release was that he was directly pushed up by the white yak.

When Tang Xiaohao's entire body was pushed up, from tilting to an upright state, he knew that it was over.

It was indeed over, for his back had touched the sharp tip of the steel knife.

The steel knives were all sharpened, and although they could not be broken when they were blown and sharpened like clay, they could definitely easily pierce flesh and blood.

The moment Tang Xiaohao felt a chill in his back, blood also flowed out, and then bursts of cold sensations came one after another, which meant that his back had been stabbed by several steel knives.

Although he was still desperately resisting, the cold feeling was followed by pain, and the harder he worked, the more painful it was, and the faster the blood gushed out.

Tang Xiaohao's brain was already blank, but he didn't give up, and he didn't take a trick and slipped directly to the ground, so that the white yak's head could collide with the Saimen knife cart.

He just closed his eyes, because he wasn't afraid, he didn't have that feeling of dying, everything was so peaceful.

At this moment, the white yak violently lost its strength, and then began to retreat, Tang Xiaohao, who grabbed the horns, fell down directly without paying attention, but at the moment when he let go of the horns and got up, the white yak attacked again, and the horns directly stabbed him in the chest At the same time, he also pushed his back directly against those steel knives.

The soldiers who had secured the Saimen knife cart clearly felt that the knife cart had been hit by something, and after glancing at each other, they looked at Childa and Muzir not far away.

But strangely, there was no sound inside, no wailing and no screaming.

Could it be that Tang Xiaohao's death was in an instant? Don't even have time to make a sound?

Just when Muzir was about to move the plank to look, the other Saimen knife cart flew out directly, and at the same time flew out, the front knife wall was separated from the base of the car, and the white yak flew out at the same time.

Even the two wolf cavalry guards behind the Saimen knife cart were unlucky, and they were directly rushed out by the huge force for several feet.

The huge movement attracted everyone's attention, and Antai didn't care about any etiquette this time, so he jumped directly to the top of the carriage, and looked at the scattered Saimen knife cart in the distance, the dead white yak, and the two wolf cavalry soldiers who had passed out.

No one stepped forward, not even Childa and Muzir, who were close at hand, to open the plank in front of them to find out.

What happened?

Was that what Tang Xiaohao did? What kind of power is that? That's not human power anymore.

At this moment, Su Mu remembered the Liangcheng demon trouble, and immediately looked at the credit spirit pot, but there was no movement in the credit spirit pot.

Because, even Tang Rongrong, Zhan Tianya and Dongshan Xiao, who had been watching in the credit pot, were stunned.

Especially Tang Rongrong and Zhan Tianya, because this credit spirit and flag spirit felt a terrifying force erupt in the distance at the same time, but it quickly disappeared.

It wasn't magic, it wasn't magic, it was something they couldn't define.