After all, Shangguan Yu just turned around on Kunlun Mountain and left, it seems that he came all the way to Kunlun Mountain without any purpose, just to swing this sword in front of everyone, so that the world can see, the rumored Kunlun Patriarch who can compete with him is not even worthy of lifting his shoes.

But after all, this is just a joke circulating in the market, and no one will think that the world's number one Sword Saint will be so boring.

But if Shangguan Yu didn't say it, no one knew why he came to Kunlun.

Lao Huang doesn't know, maybe he knows, but he doesn't want to believe it.

Shangguan Yu, who had stopped making a move for many years, made another move, proving that he was not old, but that there was no one in the world who was worthy of his shot.

Just like he once said to Li Wenshuo, the technique of slaying dragons, even if it is exquisite, there is no dragon to slaughter in the world.

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The setting sun was blood-red, hanging in the western sky, and in front of the big white tent like the sea of the Tuoba Department, there were lines of cooking smoke, which drifted straight to the sky, as if touching the clouds before dissipating leisurely.

At a tent on the edge of the camp, slave girls walked busily, laughing with passing tribal warriors from time to time.

But they are only words, they are very busy, but they don't have time to do some superfluous things.

There is a shortage of supplies on the grasslands, and only those who are useful have the qualifications to get food and be able to live.

Because they can't become tribal warriors like men, and they can't get rid of slavery, they have to work hard to keep themselves busy and make themselves look like useful people.

"Hurry up and dispose of the meat, the chief is coming to eat with us tonight. ”

An older woman said with a smile, unlike these slave girls in front of her, she was the wife of a tribal warrior, so she was not a slave, but she still got along well with the group of young slave girls in front of her.

It is also in the Tuoba Department, and it is difficult for other tribes to see such a scene.

"The weather is getting hot, most of them are made into smoked bacon, and the fat meat is used to squeeze oil, by the way, leave a hundred catties to make finger meat tonight, the leader likes to eat the finger meat of our tent the most. ”

The slave girls agreed with a smile, and the movements in their hands were not ambiguous, a hundred catties of meat, where can the leader finish eating, and most of them can get a lot afterwards.

Last night's rain melted the snow on the grassland, bringing countless vitality to the grassland, and also bringing countless otter meat to the Tuoba Department.

The sunset was spreading, and there was a layer of deep crimson flowing on the grassland, and the female slaves gathered in front of the mountain of meat, laughing and working, and saying gratuitous meat words in their mouths, and they were not ashamed at all, but when they talked about the comatose fair-skinned and handsome Central Plains man in the tent, there were still two female slaves who blushed with shame.

"A-Yuan, I heard that you bathed him a few days ago and changed his clothes, what's the matter, did you see anything?"

The slave girl who was called Ah Yuan rolled her eyes, snorted coldly, and said, "What else can there be, men are not all like that." ”

"Then why are you blushing?"

"No. ”

"Haha, I don't admit it yet. ”

The door of the tent was suddenly opened, and I saw a panicked little slave girl running out, and said in a panic: "Go and report to the leader, that Central Plains man is awake!"

Li Wenshuo rubbed his head that was about to explode, glanced around, and was a little puzzled, he was still alive.

After recognizing this fact, no matter who the person who ran out in a panic just now, he was his benefactor after all, and he had to thank him for a while, Li Wenshuo thought so, sat quietly on the edge of the bed, and began to examine his current situation.

He is now in a tent, and the decoration of the tent is obviously much better than that of Tie Yan's house at this time, so he should not be an ordinary herdsman.

After expanding his mind by a hundred zhang, Li Wenshuo stopped peeping, and he should have been in a tribe on the grassland now.

The clothes on his body were also changed to wide robes, and he didn't know where the broken teeth were.

I don't know if I've been asleep for a few days, but the injury on my left shoulder is almost healed, but the broken right arm still needs some time to recover.

His stomach growled, and Li Wenshuo was a little helpless, only then did he realize that the hunger in his stomach was unbearable.

At this moment, shadowy footsteps sounded outside, and two slave girls lifted the curtain, followed by four men with knives walking in, standing on both sides.

Li Wenshuo's eyes narrowed slightly, but these four guards were not easy to mess with, the realm had already reached the Great Perfection of Xianfeng, and even approached the Xuanche realm, it seemed that this was not a small clan.

But after seeing the appearance of the person who came in, Li Wenshuo was still slightly stunned.

Nine-year-old Tuoba Lie has developed rapidly, and he is already thirteen or fourteen years old in the Central Plains, but the immaturity on his face still can't be concealed, which makes people see his age at a glance.

"Listen to Battle, you're from the Central Plains?"

Tuoba Lie looked at Li Wenshuo sitting in front of him, not caring about his rudeness, his inky black eyes were as bright as jewels, full of majesty that did not match his age.

Although I don't know who Batel is, but this little guy has a very high status Li Wenshuo can see it, it can't be the son of the tribal leader, Li Wenshuo thought like this, naturally he didn't think that this child turned out to be the leader of the Tuoba Department.

Just looking at this kid, he unconsciously thought of Liu Ye, and unconsciously laughed, and said: "That's right, under Li Wenshuo, from the Central Plains, I want to thank you for saving your life this time." ”

A light seemed to flash in Tuobalie's pupils, a look of excitement appeared on his face, he waved his hand, and said, "It's not so troublesome, it's A-Yuan and the others who take care of you, I just brought you back with a horse." ”

Looking at Tuoba Lie's fingers, the two female slaves bowed their heads slightly, presumably the people who took care of themselves, Li Wenshuo laughed, and said thank you again, girl.

In a word, it made the two female slaves blush, although after Ulan Baatar became the high priest, the slaves' lives were better, but in the final analysis, they were still slaves, and it was already a great blessing to be able to have something to eat without being beaten and scolded, so they dared to ask the master to say half a word of thanks.

But Tuoba Lie was very happy, because he was now more sure that what Ulan Baatar said was true, and that the person in front of him was really a native of the Central Plains, because he was as polite as the book that Helenza brought back from the Central Plains.

Seeing Tuoba Lie's look of wanting to speak and stopping, Li Wenshuo was also a little strange, and said in his heart What is wrong with this child, why is he so excited to see me, but at this moment, his stomach rang.

A trace of embarrassment flashed on Li Wenshuo's face, but Tuoba Lie laughed loudly and said, "It seems that our distinguished guest is hungry, so let's eat something first, and let the guest taste the best pilaf in Tuoba Department!"

Tuoba Lie really doesn't act like a child sometimes, with a sense of grandeur between his gestures, although he is a little immature, but it still brings a lot of pressure to the people around him.

It's just that Li Wenshuo is so hungry that his chest is pressed against his back, and he doesn't feel it.

Tuoba Lie spoke, where dare the female slaves slack off, although Li Wenshuo is just a Central Plains man picked up from the grassland, but the leader said that he is a distinguished guest, then his identity is far more noble than their slaves.

Tuoba Lie invited Li Wenshuo to dinner, but only the two of them were qualified to sit in the tent to eat.

When the slave girls had set their meals, they bowed down and withdrew.

The food on the grassland is very simple, not as elaborate as in the Central Plains.

The hand-grabbed otter meat is cushioned on the black corn rice, red and white, finely smeared with pepper and large salt particles, and sprinkled with fragrant wild vegetables on top. A layer of rex seed oil covers the black corn rice, with the oily aroma of bacon, and there is no fishy smell at all.

Tuoba Lie grabbed a handful of rice and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it in a big gulp, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Li Wenshuo, who was extremely hungry, didn't care whether he had chopsticks or not, he stuffed a handful into his mouth like Tuoba Lie, and the entrance was mellow and fragrant, and the taste was very good.