Jiwu's brow furrowed.

He has a rough and dark face, thin cheeks are slightly sunken, and his cheekbones are prominent, as if he is the embodiment of the eight words "life is difficult, tempered by wind and frost".

He blinked slowly, his expression was numb, and because of that numbness, he frowned with a particularly cold and impersonal look.

Dan Fan originally followed him with his head down, coming in and preparing to pour a drink for him, but when he saw his expression, his body subconsciously trembled, and his expression froze in place.

Ji Wu walked towards Lin Yu silently, he didn't walk fast, but there was a sense of oppression that made people dare not move.

Lin Yu realized that this was not because of how aggressive he was, but more because the fear of Lan Li and Dan Fan around him diffused into the air, affecting her perception.

But this is not misleading, through the reaction of the outside world, Lin Yu's subconscious sent a dangerous signal.

She immediately reached for the scimitar, but Lan Li was firmly in front of Lin Yu in the next moment.

Ji Wu suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Are you blinded by the devil?" Why are you in front of me? ”

"Brother......!" Lan Li had a pleading expression. "Don't! Please! She's the lady-in-waiting of the Yan clan! ”

There was no angry expression on Jiwu's face, he just pursed his lips, and just when Lin Yu thought he would stop what he wanted to do, no matter what he wanted to do before, he punched Lan Li in the face, startling Lin Yu.

He seemed calm, so it was extremely sudden and unsuspecting.

Lan Li was suddenly knocked to the ground, and when he covered his nose and raised his face, a nosebleed came out of his nose.

He struggled to stand up, but Lin Yu hurriedly squatted down to support him, and said worriedly, "Lan Li, are you okay?" ”

Ji Wu stood in front of them, raising his foot to kick Lin Yu.

He needed to kick her immobilized, then unload her weapon.

As long as he beats him again, like taming an animal, if he is disobedient and beating, there will soon be another docile slave in the family.

This kind of thing, he has been very experienced in doing.

"The Yan clan is our goddess, and this woman is just a big Tu slave, the reason why she is fortunate to be able to serve our goddess, our noble Ran, is just because there is no Beirong woman on the way to Beirong. Now, countless Beirong women are looking forward to becoming the personal maid of the Yan clan, this Datu woman is a slave given to you by the king, that is, my slave. ”

Lin Yu immediately realized that he was still too indecisive before.

She even thought about saluting first and then soldiering.

She even cared about Lan Li's thoughts, wondering if she would arouse his anger and hatred if she hurt his brother.

Noble origins often give people the illusion that the whole world is knowledgeable, decent and gentle.

Of course, there will be conflicts between the nobles, but this kind of direct and brutal violence is despised by the nobles.

"Brother! No!! Lan Li climbed in front of Lin Yu and blocked the kick he kicked.

When Jiwu reached out and wanted to grab Lin Yu's hair, she felt a wave of absurdity.

A person like Jiwu, he thinks very directly, wants very directly, and does things very directly.

He doesn't need to be polite and honest, and he can't communicate with him.

Lin Yu didn't hesitate anymore and immediately pulled out the scimitar.

"Fuck off, or die."

The tip of her knife was pressed against his chin.

She forced him to step back, and she slowly got up from Lan Li's side.

Before, Lin Yu thought that it might be difficult to kill a person at close range.

Lin Yu only had to think about it, there was a person, even an animal, whose breathing would stop in her own hands, and she felt panic.

But now, she found that with enough anger, hatred, and even fear, her passion would take the place of her sanity, allowing her to swing her scimitar at a living person who was close at hand—not even caring that his blood might splatter all over herself.

It's not that hard to kill.

This fact did not make Lin Yu happy, but she was a little sad.

Giu immediately retreated.

Men and women have different physiques and different strengths, but a person with a weapon and a person without a weapon are also completely different.

"You only think of strength, don't you? Should you now get down on your knees and be beaten by me at will? ”

Ji Wu retreated slowly, and the scimitar was long enough, and the tip of Lin Yu's knife was against his neck.

"Self-righteous things, dare to speculate on the mind of the Yan clan without authorization?!" She noticed the flickering of Jiwu's eyes, obviously looking for a flaw in the counterattack, and immediately shouted in a loud voice: "She is the most favored daughter of the gods!" And I, her handmaiden, her priest, have personally chosen! Her incarnation, her spokesperson! How dare you offend me like that? You want me to be your slave?! You have blasphemed the goddess and you have blasphemed the gods!! ”

Ji Wu was stunned for a moment, and then roared: "You are a big woman!" How could Datu become a priest of the goddess! ”

"God is the god of the world, Datu and Beirong are his realm, and all human beings are his children! And you dare to foolishly cut the realm of God! The gods will inflict sin on you! ”

Giu yelled, "You talk nonsense——! ”

"I—I'll punish her." Lin Yu never thought that he could say such a terrible thing, and he was determined to do such a terrible thing: "I, I will blind you in one eye." ”

She raised her cutlass and stabbed Giu in the eye.

However, Lin Yu thought that she didn't know the structure of the human body, maybe he would die directly with this thorn.

She failed to stab Jiwu in the eye, this goal was a delicate job for Lin Yu, who had never killed people at close range before.

The range of her eyes was a little too small, and although she felt calm, the hand holding the knife was not steady.

Her trembling gave Jiwu a chance to turn and run away, so Lin Yu could only chase after him and stab the scimitar into his back.

At that moment, Lin Yu thought that if Cangtao appeared outside the tent at this time and told her that all this was arranged by him, she would hate him to death.

But no, he didn't show up.

Perhaps the life of an "ordinary person" that she wants to experience is like this, Cangtao doesn't even have to make special arrangements, she can face up to the unpleasant and even contemptuous "filth" and "lowliness" that she could have avoided.

Jiwu threw himself forward, fell to the ground, and struggled to crawl out of the tent, as if he could get out of the tent and still have a chance to be rescued.

Looking at his dying and struggling appearance, Lin Yu felt that human beings were really strange.

Just now, she thought that it was not difficult to kill a person, but now, she wanted to go up and mend the knife and make him completely dead, but for some reason, her hand couldn't move.

A life is trying its best to survive, how cruel must it be to deprive this last hope?

What's more, after being stabbed, the knife was left in her hands, and Jiwu was already destined to not live long, so why make herself uncomfortable again?

Seeing her standing in place with a blood-stained scimitar, looking at Jiwu but no longer moving, Danfan, who had been huddled in the corner after the conflict between Jiwu and Lan Li just now, suddenly rushed out.

"Lord Priest!"

She turned her face and widened her eyes in Beijung, with a thick accent, and bowed down to her in prayer.

"Lord Priest! You say that all human beings are children of God, so are the lives of the people of the tribe of Arabella as valuable as the lives of the people of the tribe of Gossmander? ”

Lin Yu suddenly guessed what she wanted to say: "Yes." ”

"So, I—" She slapped her hands heavily on her chest, her eyes widening, "Can I, a woman of the Arabella tribe, pray to you for your protection?" ”

"Yes."

Tears welled up in her eyes: "Lord Priest, I beg you to grant me the grace of vengeance. ”

"Who are you going to take revenge on?"

She turned her head to look at Giu, her hands covering her stomach.

"He killed my child." Dan Fan said: "When I was captured, I was holding my child, he was still a baby, he didn't have to die!" He doesn't remember yet, he can grow up as Gosmander's child - when he bought me, I said I wouldn't be separated from my child, and he said yes...... He said yes......"

Her voice was calm at first, but it was more like numbness, and it wasn't until later that she broke out in a poignant voice.

"But when he brought me and the child back, he strangled him! And he strangled him! He said he wouldn't raise wild seeds from other tribes! ”

"What do you want to do?"

Dan Fan looked at the scimitar in Lin Yu's hand, revealing a look of longing.

"I can't give this to you." Lin Yu withdrew the scimitar from its scabbard, and then she hesitated for a moment and took out the dagger from her arms.

"Here's this."

(End of chapter)