Lin Yiwu bowed his head and was silent. When Monsan saw this, his face became ugly. He snorted secretly and asked, "What do you think of what the old man said?"

Lin Yi slowly raised his head, his expression was calm, and he clenched his fists and saluted: "The future is unpredictable, if you can return to the mountain gate safely, everything will be decided by the elders." Here, Lin Yi has thanked the elders for their support!"

"This stinky boy, it's still this virtue!" Mu Qing'er, who was behind the crowd, couldn't help but hate in his heart when he heard it. The disciples looked at each other and did not dare to speak out.

Monsan was silent, his eyebrows furrowed, and he looked deeply at the young man in front of him. This horse breeding disciple looked indifferent, his speech and demeanor were neither humble nor arrogant, and there was no sign of being moved by what he had just said, and there was more of a euphemism in his words.

If it is said that there was more of a defensive heart before, but now, Meng Shan thinks to himself, and still underestimates this Lin Yi.

"Hmph! This matter is over! The disciples rest for a while, this place should not stay for a long time!" Meng Shan looked unkind and no longer paid attention to Lin Yi. He walked towards Zhen Yuanzi, turned his fists and said with a smile: "In the chaos of the army, the breakthrough is imminent, fortunately, the Taoist is safe!

"Hehe! Such a chaotic scene, the elders still have disciples to take care of, it's rare to be so concerned about the poor Dao! Finally, there is no danger! It's still thanks to the elders!" Zhen Yuanzi smiled freely.

When Zhen Yuanzi was talking to Monsan, Lin Yi went to help carry down the injured disciples and unlocked their acupuncture points.

Everyone healed their wounds, collected the corpses of the dead disciples, and after a short rest, they did not dare to delay and continued to move forward.

When it was dark, the Heavenly Dragon sent everyone to dismount and rest. After a day's fatigue and continuous fighting, the disciples were already exhausted, and after eating and drinking, they fell asleep one by one.

......

At this time, hundreds of miles away, in the Chai Thorn tribe, a gorgeous yurt house was brightly lit.

Chai Buhu'er was lying on a tiger skin mattress, his face gloomy, and he kicked the copper basin in front of him.

"Boom-" The charcoal in the brazier splashed, startling a clansman who was bent down to serve, and retreated again and again, not daring to make a sound. Two maidservants flashed in outside the yurt, and they were also trembling with fright, and they hurriedly packed up their hands and feet.

Chai Buhu'er ripped off the blanket on his body, revealing his ** upper body, and his right arm was wrapped in white silk and oozed blood, which hurt his mouth, and he couldn't help but roar: "You are just a bunch of waste, five hundred horsemen can't kill a foreigner, and the face of my Chai Thorn family is all for you to lose!"

The clansman who hung his head shouted again and again, and begged for mercy: "Young man, all the warriors of my Chai Thorn family are good men! It's just that the foreigner has unpredictable abilities, and it is really not something we can deal with." In the small way, not to mention my five hundred horsemen, it is difficult to keep that man even if there are thousands of horses. ”

This clansman rolled his eyes and said with a sneer: "Also, foreigners always have to leave, but sheep have to eat grass, and the Saada tribe still can't leave the grassland!"

The corners of Chai Buhu'er's eyes twitched, and the tragic death of Chai Mucuo appeared in front of him again. and the big bow, as well as the casual and breezy foreigner, and the scene where his hundred horsemen and guards fell to the ground in an instant, made him shudder. The man wants to kill himself, without much effort. But the foreigners are foreigners after all, and they are just passing by, and the Saada tribe still can't escape their palms.

If you don't break your oath, you can also clean up the Saada tribe!

Chai Buhu'er instantly transferred his hatred for Lin Yi to the Saada tribe. Revenge, I will make the Saada tribe pay the heaviest price!

"Hmph! Tomorrow I will send the warriors of my Chai Thorn family to pretend to be horse bandits from the steppe, or from other tribes, and drive the Saada tribe out of that pasture. Hmph! That's not a broken oath!Samriel, I'm going to make you my slave girl!" Chai Buhu'er smirked viciously.

"The young man is wise, and the little one will be commanded. The clansman smiled flatteringly, and was about to exit the yurt, but fell to the ground with a "poof".

"Chai Huerjin, what are you doing?" Chai Buhu'er was stunned, no one in the clan dared to be presumptuous in front of him.

"He's not dead yet!" a cold voice suddenly sounded in the yurt.

Chai Buhu'er was startled, and said in a lost voice: "Who are you?" As soon as he said a word, his face changed suddenly, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked around in the yurt.

A white light flashed, and a young man in a gray robe appeared out of thin air in the yurt. The person who came was Lin Yi, who was extremely jealous in Chai Buhu'er's heart.

As if seeing a ghost, Chai Buhu'er was so shocked that he lay back on his back, but he also knew how to respond in a hurry. Ignoring the arrow wound in his shoulder, he turned over and pulled out a short blade from under the tiger's skin mattress, held it tightly in front of his chest, and said in a trembling voice: "You, are you a human or a ghost?

Lin Yi looked at the panicked Chai Buhu'er coldly, and said in his heart, if you hadn't sent someone to kill me without scattering your soul, why would I come here to look for you!

After nightfall, when the Tianlong sent everyone to sleep, Lin Yi thought twice and quietly sneaked out of the camp. During the day, the direction in which the people of the Lichai Thorn tribe fled was already known. At night, he urged Biyun Sha to fly in mid-air, and he quickly found the location of the Lichai Thorn tribe, and after his divine sense unfolded, he went straight to Chai Buhu'er's yurt.

Lin Yi waited quietly for a moment in front of the Chai Buhu'er yurt room, and naturally heard the conversation inside clearly. Seeing that his desires were insatiable, he also borrowed him Lin Yi to vent his anger against the Saada tribe, how could it not be indignant.

was attacked on the way today, and Chai Buhu'er, who violated the yang and yin, annoyed Lin Yi, so he came in the middle of the night to punish him. Sure enough, this Chai Buhuer is really stubborn.

Looking at Chai Buhu'er, who looked panicked and his eyes flickered, and was annoyed by his cunning in his heart, Lin Yi stretched out his right hand, and the void was open, and its short blade flew up with a "whoosh", changing hands in an instant.

Lin pinched one or two fingers, and the short blade made a crisp cracking sound, and then turned into iron filings and fell.

Looking at his empty palms and the movement of the other party's hands, he couldn't help but open his mouth wide with a shocked face.

"Hmph, you have reversed course, have you really lived enough?"

Lin Yi's voice was very soft and casual, listening to Chai Buhu'er's ears, but there was an indescribable chill, which made people feel eerie and terrifying. He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. This foreigner appeared out of thin air in the yurt, resembling a ghost. And casually ingesting his own short blade in the air, is this still a martial art in the rivers and lakes? The close-fitting short blade is made of stainless steel, extremely tough, and it is crumbled into crumbs by hand. Is all this true? Aren't you dazzled?

Seeing that Chai Buhu'er was still obsessed, a cold light flashed in Lin Yi's eyes, his clothes and long hair were windless, and a terrifying momentum dispersed.

Chai Buhu'er suddenly felt that his breath was suffocated, his body was cold, his limbs were weak, and a weak and desperate death intent surged into his heart. He collapsed on the tiger skin mattress at once, and cold sweat flowed.

Under the desire to survive, Chai Buhu'er kowtowed with difficulty and begged: "Spare your life!

Chai Buhu'er's unbelief in his words made Lin Yi lose patience. At this time, he turned around curiously and saw a person walking in outside the yurt.

The person who came was an old man, with luxurious robes and a majestic bearing, and his eyes were fixed after entering the yurt, and his expression changed greatly. He couldn't help but take a step back and asked Lin Yi sharply, "Who are you, what are you going to do to my son?"

——————

ps: At 12 noon in the next shift, the collection and red ticket are the testimony of the achievements of this book, looking forward to your support!