In the big tent of the Qingyang Army's march, Holai Horn Arc and a group of leaders were still waiting for news from the front.

Now that it has been determined that the Jibei tiger cub wandering in the shadows is not Liu Yanran himself, then the previous accusations against Su Xiqing are basically misunderstood - and in the face of the current round of attacks, the most rational decision is of course to transfer Su Xiqing back first and join the army, so that everyone can work together and better block those endless attacks.

Of course, this is not a very acceptable decision for quite a few leaders. However, under the persuasion of He Lai Jiao Arc and Bulu Guniu, everyone, whether as elders or seniors, reluctantly accepted this fact in front of them.

"It's normal for young people to be a little more vigorous. If you are not vigorous, you are still called a young man? ”

After seeing that many leaders were convinced, Holai Horn Arc also rolled up his beard.

"It's a good thing that young people like to toss, and we as elders should indeed be more tolerant and give young people a little space......

“……”

Rao was prepared in his heart, and the leaders were also shocked by Ho Lai Jiao's remarks, and they were speechless for a long time.

Good guy, it was you who wanted to kill Su Xiqing in tandem with everyone at the beginning, and now it is you who open your mouth to let everyone tolerate the young people, and you are the one who said it alone, so you rushed to this shameless momentum, no wonder you can become the principal of the Qingyang Department.

And these are either doubtful or disdainful eyes, and Holai Angle Arc naturally sees it.

But he didn't care much.

Brave and ruthless, that's what a warrior should do. And as a leader, as the head of a clan, what he really has to think about is those things outside the battle - just like now, he can not have honor, no face, not even image, no reputation. But as a leader, he has to maintain at least the most basic sanity.

Even, even if he knew that Su Xiqing was a white-eyed wolf, it didn't matter. As long as the Qingyang Ministry needs it, he dares to use this person.

That's why he is the person in charge of the Qingyang Department, not the stronger and fiercer Su Xiqing.

Nor does the Horai Arc expect everyone to understand this.

He only hoped that Su Xiqing would understand.

It is indeed the norm for the steppe tribes to attack and kill each other, and even within the tribe, it is not uncommon for new head wolves to replace old wolves - but now is not the time to continue infighting. Faced with terrifying enemies and newborn monsters, they can only keep themselves safe if they are united.

"I hope that kid won't be stubborn at this time......"

Thinking of this, Horai Angle Arc turned his head and looked in the direction of Ji Town in the distance.

It was at this time that a herald hurried in.

"Oh? Is Su Xiqing back? ”

Horay Horn Arc couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Prepare a banquet for the warriors......"

"It's a monster! It's that monster that's coming in! ”

The herald's face was full of horror.

"It's that monster that's coming in! He kills anyone he sees! ”

“…… Yes? ”

Horay even thought he had misheard.

If he called, he could understand, after all, the Jibei Tiger cub who controlled the three evil qi blades had not attacked the Qingyang army recently—but every time he attacked, he only took some lives on the periphery and retreated.

And now, the herald said, "It's in?"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill!!"

Just before he came to his senses, there was already a deafening shout of killing in the distance.

The invisible edge tore open the big tent, and by the way, tore open the bodies of several leaders, and when the big tent collapsed, the horn arc of Ho Lai and the group of leaders who escaped in panic also saw that the outside of the tent had already turned into a sea of corpses and blood.

And in this piece of stump and broken arm, there are bloody war horses stepping on the internal organs and minced flesh all over the ground, galloping over.

The red color of blood is the color of death.

The Crimson Rider will be a killing god who spreads death.

"Run!"

Horay turned his head and ran, kicking the deer on his side by the way—it was certainly unrealistic to expect two legs to run through four legs, but as long as he could outrun his companions, he still had a chance to escape.

But who would have thought that this insidious kick would be kicked in vain.

"I knew that your old immortal would come to this hand!"

Bulu Guniu sneered, and took advantage of the kung fu of He Laijiao's arc and feet, and ran wildly.

It's true that a two-legged one can't outrun a four-legged one, but a four-legged one can outrun a four-legged one. As long as he grabs the war horse in the distant stable as fast as possible, then he still has a chance to escape!

But just when Bulu Guniu thought he had run fast enough, the right half of his body was faster than him.

“…… Hey? ”

It was at this time that Bulu Guniu discovered that his body had already been cut apart from the middle by something intangible.

Half of his body fell to the ground, and blood and internal organs suddenly flowed to the ground.

And the iron hooves of the war horse stepped over these bloody mud and continued to charge.

"Ah!!h

The horn arc of Ho Lai on the side screamed, and the whole person was so frightened by this cruel scene that he almost fainted on the spot.

But just when He Lai Jiao Arc thought that he was going to be in a different place in the next second, the crimson war horse galloped past him.

"Not enough."

Holai Horn Arc vaguely heard a Nanren word.

He Lai Jiao, who was already a smart man, understood everything in an instant.

It's not that he doesn't want to kill, but it's unnecessary, what the bloody killing god cares about is not him, the head of the Qingyang Tribe, but the number of killings - just one person, naturally he can't compare with the army in the camp, and he is not even worthy of the other party to stop the war horse for him.

With such ignorance, it was difficult for Horai Horn Arc not to be angry, but compared to these Xu annoyances, he still had more happiness in his heart for the rest of his life.

As long as you can live, as long as you can live. After all, as long as you survive, there is still hope, after all, as long as you survive, there is still a chance - indeed, this Jibei tiger cub is indeed fierce, and even he didn't expect that the other party already had the terrifying strength to charge into battle alone. But at the end of the day, it's just a one-man charge, and who doesn't?

It's true that he doesn't, but there is one on the grassland royal court's side, as long as he waits for the royal court's support to come, he will definitely be able to ...... Well, the Mobei Royal Court is indeed a little far away, and when the help arrives, he is afraid that he will already be broken bones. But didn't he also send a message to Na Xi Qing before? If Su Xiqing comes, he will definitely be able to compete with this monster!

It doesn't matter what Su Xiqing wants, as long as that Xiqing is willing to come over, everything will be fine!

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee-"

Just as Horai Horn Arc had just risen from the ground and was about to flee to a secluded place, a terrifying shadow of flesh and blood descended from the sky.

"Ah Xuan! It's so meaty! ”

Before Horay could raise his head, a withered arm like a hawk's talon grabbed him.

A handful was stuffed into the beak of Su Xiqing's bird.