It was getting late, and it was not advisable to hurry again, and besides, there were ready-made tents here, so why bother to go to other places to spend the night? Moreover, there was still a large amount of food to eat in the tents that had been looted by the golden soldiers.

"You go find some firewood to cook the beef in the pot, it's tonight's dinner. Mo Yu commanded.

The leader of the golden soldiers agreed again and again.

"Honestly, don't use your brains, if you think you ......," an eagle soared into the sky from the opposite hillside, clutching a gray rabbit under its two sharp talons.

Mo Yu stopped talking, quickly leaned over and picked up a stone and hit the eagle in the sky, impartially, just broke the eagle's belly, blood rushed out and sprayed down from the air, the eagle screamed, turned over a pound in the air, and fell into the mountains and forests like a kite with a broken string.

"If you think you can be faster than that eagle, or ......" Mo Yu stopped again, whistled, and the phantom blood rushed down the hillside like a gust of wind, followed by a dozen golden horses in the distance, it turned out that they had already climbed into friendship with the phantom blood, and it was the only horse to watch.

"Or you can outrun my horse," Mo continued, "and you can run." ”

"Don't dare! I never thought I was going to run. ”

This is not perfunctory, this time he really didn't dare to run, he has seen some of Moyu's skills, which is enough to deter him.

Besides, this Jin man is not stupid, on the contrary, he is a little smart, he knows that as long as Mo Yu doesn't kill him now, and is willing to go back to Jingzhao Mansion with him, it will be a great thing, and he will have a lot of chances to live, but not now.

When I arrived at Jingzhao Mansion and met the coach, things would be a different situation. At that time, one Mo language, hum, ten more was nothing.

So he won't be stupid to run away now, he will do whatever Mo Yu says, obediently, sleep honestly, and never make a situation all night, and the two of them will sleep until dawn.

In the morning, he got up again and made breakfast, took it to the tent and sat opposite Mo Yu to eat, and he couldn't see that the two were mortal enemies at all, and those who didn't know thought they were friends.

After eating, he was busy going out to pack up his horses and prepare for the road, and when he packed up his stops, he shouted outside, "Childe, you can go." "Completely servile.

Mo Yu lazily walked out of the tent, getting a rope out of nowhere.

When he saw Mo Yu come out, he took the phantom blood to Mo Yu's side, and he walked to the side of the other horse, and as soon as he turned over, he got on the horse, but Mo Yu shouted coldly: "Come down!"

He hurriedly turned over and dismounted again, looked at Mo Yu inexplicably, and said, "What's the matter?"

"Come here!"

He came to Mo Yu, Mo Yu didn't say a word, picked up the rope in his hand and tied his hands in front of him three times and two times, and the other end of the rope was still in Mo Yu's hand.

"What are you doing here? How are you going to let me ride a horse?"

"Who said I'm going to let you ride a horse?" Mo Yu said as he jumped on the horse, and with a clamp between his legs, Phantom Blood took a big step forward.

Before the leader of the golden soldiers could react, he was pulled forward by Mo Yu and staggered forward, almost falling down.

"You can't do this to me. "He did not dare to resist in action, but only verbally protested

"What do you want me to do to you?" a sword stabbed a hole in your chest?" Mo Yu said without looking back.

Although the speed of Phantom Blood is not very fast, Phantom Blood is tall, and each step is enough for him to run several steps. At first, he was not able to keep up, but after running for about ten miles, he was already tired and out of breath, and gradually felt tired. A few times I couldn't run, I was dragged to my knees and fell to the ground, and I struggled to get up and continue running.

Mo Yu saw that he really couldn't keep up, so he slowed down and slowed down.

"What's your name?" We've been together for a long time, I can't call you a cat or a dog, can I?" asked Moyu.

Without answering, Mo Yu looked back and saw him glaring at him angrily.

"Hey, do you still dare to blow your beard and stare at me?" Mo Yu shook his hand and whipped him on the head, and half of his face suddenly turned red.

"Do you want to say it?" the second whip of the ink language is coming again.

"Baba Porphy!" he said quickly.

"What?"

"My name is Baba Porda!"

"Haha......" Mo Yu couldn't help laughing when he heard it, "What is your name! Dad doesn't fight, as long as you are obedient, I won't fight!"

(The title of Dad existed before the Song Dynasty, and it was recorded in the "Release of Relatives" during the reign of Emperor Taihe of the Three Kingdoms Wei Ming: Dad, Father also!)

(Da is also often used in the names of Jin people, such as: Wanyan Aguda.) ）

Dad's title is only popular among the Han people, as a Jin country who has just invaded from the wilderness, he can't understand what Mo Yu laughs at, but he knows that Mo Yu laughs is never a good thing.

But he knew in his heart that there must be no good fruit to eat if he lost his temper with Moyu, and only by following Moyu could he have a good life.

So he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to Mo Yu softly: "There are at least hundreds of miles to go to Jingzhao Mansion, and if you drag me like this, I can't walk much in a day, won't you delay your time?"

He didn't say that he was dragged and uncomfortable, but stood in the position of Mo Yu to say that he was delaying time.

Once again, his ingenuity came into play.

Mo Yu thought about it, it was really like this, torturing him was a small matter, and it was important to do the right thing first.

"Come on!" Mo said.

As soon as he heard the secret joy, he didn't expect that his words would work, and he ran to Moyu's horse happily.

"Front or back?" he asked.

Mo Yu didn't answer, reached out and grabbed him by the collar and lifted it up and threw himself on the horse's back.

"What are you doing here?" he shouted.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable walking, I'll let you ride a horse!" Mo Yu clamped his legs, and the phantom blood galloped out like an arrow off the string.

You're fucking called horseback riding? You're torturing Lao Tzu in another way! Of course, he only dares to scold in his heart.

Mo Yu really tortured him in another way, and if he fell into the hands of Mo Yu, the little demon king, how could he have a good time? He also underestimated Mo Yu too much, thinking that he would succeed if he played a little clever.

Although he doesn't have to be dragged by the horse now, it doesn't take much to carry it on the horse. The head is downward, the blood pulses on the top of the head, and the skull is about to burst, especially the two eyeballs, as if they are about to burst at any moment.

What's even more uncomfortable is that the body is just in the stomach position, and the phantom blood has to squeeze the stomach every step it takes, and the food eaten in the morning is squeezed so that it has nowhere to rest, and it is about to run to the throat.

He scolded the eighteen generations of Moyu's ancestors in his heart, but he didn't dare to say half a sentence on his lips. If you want to survive, you have to endure it, wait until you get to Jingzhao Mansion, and see how Lao Tzu cleans you up.

He thought that when he arrived at Jingzhao Mansion, he was going to heaven!

As a result, he really went to heaven - the western sky. But it wasn't Mo Yu who sent him to heaven. (Spoilers lost)