Chapter 67 Fu City

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Wanyan Agu inquired and understood what Lu Yun meant.

At this moment, he had an impulse, an urge to kill this person at all costs.

It's just that he didn't give the order.

If the shaman elders of the Jurchen clan were still there, he would not hesitate to invite them to deal with this uninvited guest.

But in the war not long ago, their shaman elders sacrificed all of them in order to get rid of the Liao national teachers.

Today's Jurchen tribe does not have any sorcerers.

And Wanyan Aguta, he knows the power of a wizard deeply.

One person can break an army.

One person can kill tens of thousands of people.

Wizards, only wizards to fight.

Dealing with it with numbers will only make his sons die in vain.

Lu Yun sat in the talisman car, indifferently watching the change in Yan Aguda's expression, and spoke again.

"You have only two paths, either leave this continent or leave this world. ”

"Trick us, what's the difference!" One of Wanyan Agu's sons, named Wanyan Zonggan, could no longer stand the arrogance of the person in front of him, raised the blood-colored giant knife, ran, and ran towards the talisman chariot.

It doesn't matter what kind of master you are, I'll cut you down first.

"Don't!" Wan Yan yelled.

But it's too late.

Lu Yun squinted slightly and stretched out his hand.

And it began to rain in the middle of the sky.

The sky was clear just now, but now it suddenly rained heavily.

In the sound of the rain, Wanyan Zonggan, who was running, suddenly had a strong warning in his heart, but he didn't know where the warning came from.

Immediately, he was a little confused.

Heavy rain fell.

His broadsword shattered.

His clothes were torn.

His whole body was scarred by the raindrops, and his body was incomplete.

It seems that every drop of rain is not rain, but a knife.

......

Countless raindrops were like countless sharp knives, falling from above the sky and falling on Wanyan Zonggan's knife, and the big blades shattered.

fell on Wan Yan Zonggan's clothes, and the clothes turned into shreds.

fell on Wanyan Zonggan's body, and Wanyan Zonggan was cut by a thousand knives.

However, Wanyan Zonggan did not die.

Lu Yun didn't want him to die, so he didn't die.

Wanyan Zonggan wanted to die.

It is better to die than to suffer all kinds of pain.

"Wanyan Aguta, do you want me to rain again?"

The voice in the car gradually became more impatient.

Wanyan was silent for a moment and asked, "What's the difference?"

Earlier his son had asked this question, and now he had asked it again.

What is the difference between leaving this continent and leaving this world?

Isn't this continent the only one?

"From where you are now, go all the way east, and you may reach a new continent, which is called America. Whether you survive or not, it's up to your luck!"

"We're willing to leave!" After endless silence, Wan Yan finally said this sentence.

To refuse, is death.

The man in the carriage was too powerful.

Whether it is the return of ten thousand swords to the sect or the rain of hands, it proves that the people in the carriage have the strength to destroy them.

It was probably the most powerful man he had ever met.

It was even stronger than the Liao National Teacher they saw back then.

One rain can wipe them all out!

He had to think about the whole tribe.

The people on the grassland eat the strong, and the words of the strong are not allowed to be refused.

Then move east.

The people of the Jurchen tribe have already endured an extremely difficult environment, so what does it matter if they migrate again?

Abandoning the prosperity of the Northlands and everything they had won, the Jurchens left the Asian continent and headed further north and east in search of the legendary American continent.

Lu Yun didn't allow them to exist on this continent, so they could only leave.

The chariot continued on its way.

Continue north.

and went westward.

It's getting colder.

On top of the rune car, there is a rune fire that brings warmth to the rune car.

Fu Che went to the steppes further north.

There are also people living here.

The herdsmen living on the grasslands look even more depressed than the Jin people.

A feathered arrow shot deep into the gentle slope outside the snow meridian, and a snow rabbit hiding in the snow slope was torn by the arrow cluster on its hip, desperately struggling to bounce and jump up, and fell into the snow again, killing after a few flicks.

Heavy footsteps sounded on the slope, and a woman in a fur and cotton suit climbed over the edge of the slope, and the eyes of the searched wounded snow hare first saw a huge carriage, and she couldn't help but be startled and squeaked.

Lu Yun got down from the talisman car and said, "I have no malicious intent. ”

The woman couldn't understand Lu Yun's words, but when the woman listened to Lu Yun's words, an unshakable thought arose in her heart: he was definitely a good person.

The woman immediately smiled, made a gesture of invitation, pulled the feather arrow from the snow rabbit, carefully watched the wear and tear of the arrow, then grabbed the snow ball, wiped the blood stains on the rabbit's body, and threw it into the bag behind her, warmly inviting Lu Yun to go home.

Lu Yun did not refuse, and followed the woman with two disciples and a little girl Chen Liqing.

A lonely tent is coated with a paint similar to black mud, which should be able to keep out the wind and cold.

Lu Yun entered the tent, and the woman enthusiastically threw over a large piece of jerky and poured them a bowl of milk tea.

There is not much salt in the jerky, and although it is tasteless when chewed, if it is mixed with saliva for a long time, it will give off a rough and original aroma.

As for milk tea, it's a bit rough.

After drinking, Lu Yun forced them out, but it only increased some waste in the body.

Miss Chen Liqing was very happy, although the language was different, she chatted with the woman very happily.

On the second day, Lu Yun left here and began to return to Jingshi.

Yue Fei has always been worried, and only now did he say it: "Master, what kind of clan is this, their women even have to hunt by themselves, and their children are going to become warriors at the age of twelve and fight with wild wolves?"

This was asked by Yue Fei talking to the woman.

The women of the Great Song Kingdom never did such a thing.

Hunting? That's what men do.

Fighting with wild wolves? The twelve-year-old Song people don't have such a powerful child.

Except, of course, Ms Chan......

"They are Mongolians. ”

Lu Yun said lightly.

The hegemon of the steppe of the future.

Almost swept the nations of the world.

Genghis Khan's armies all hit Africa......

Take advantage of their weakness and kill?

Don't kill.

People invite you to tea, and you kill them in turn, what's the matter?

Besides, there are so many people, where can they be killed.

Liao, Jin, Mongolia, Western Xia, Dongying, Dali, Tubo, Europe, Africa, America......

Assimilation is the truth.

Self-development is the truth.

After a trip to the north, I have almost finished what I want to do, and I should go back.

When I go back, I build a castle in Kyoto.

Fu City.

If Fu Cheng is here, the Great Song Dynasty will not be destroyed.

How strong is a foreign enemy......