Tuoba Lie is still a child, and the child's thoughts are very simple.

When they want something, they try to get it, and that kind of thing can't even be called desire.

But when you grow up, this kind of thing can be called ambition.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Li Wenshuo actually felt a strong threat from a nine-year-old child, so he didn't continue to tell the beautiful story of the Central Plains.

"Sir, have you seen the castle?"

Looking at Tuobalie's clear eyes, this is the look that a child should have, but Li Wenshuo will no longer treat him as a simple child.

"Of course I have seen it, and not far from it, there are walls of stone, and they rise into the sky, on which stand brave soldiers in iron armor and iron swords in hand, and when their gates are opened, countless waves of cavalry will pour out of them, and they will even put on their war horses, and anything that dares to stand in their way will be crushed to pieces. ”

Li Wenshuo said this coldly, but he didn't even frighten those guards.

Yes, in the face of the land that can grow three crops a year, all threats seem so powerless.

However, Li Wenshuo is not very worried, although the national strength of Liyang and the combat power of the border army are not as exaggerated as he said, but they are also not to be underestimated, let alone compared with these tribes on the grassland.

The tribes of the steppe, whether large or small, are not the herdsmen, nor the nobles, nor the warriors who guard the tribes.

It's slaves.

Compared to the warriors who used to fight, these requisitioned slaves, who did not need to eat at all, did not need to be left to fend for themselves on the steppe, and did not need to die when needed, were the largest part of a tribe.

They are cowardly, cowardly, and weakened by chronic malnutrition, and are not even as good as women who are slightly better off.

Therefore, the population on the grassland seems to be not small, and the tribal warriors who are really armed, all the tribes together are also more numerous than the border army in Shangliyang.

What's more, the current Golden Horde court has long been torn apart.

"The word Wenshuo is in the Central Plains, it should mean erudition, I have been talking for so long tonight, Mr. is really as his name, it's not early, come on, send Mr. down to rest, and take Mr. to meet the good men on our grassland tomorrow!"

After talking for more than an hour, Tuoba Lie was always asking, Li Wenshuo was answering, it can be seen that Tuoba Lie is very happy, although he is not an ordinary child, but he is still a child after all, and he is very easy to coax.

Tuoba Lie left, looking at his back, Li Wenshuo breathed a sigh of relief, not understanding why he still had so much pressure in the face of a child.

Li Wenshuo still rested in that tent, and there were a few oil lamps sporadically lit in the tent, even if it was a little laborious to look at things a few steps away, fortunately Li Wenshuo didn't need it very much.

After a while, the ghost face turned back, the white bone mask of Sen Bai stayed on his face, and a pair of eyes stared at Li Wenshuo through the two holes, without blinking, in Liyang, he was definitely a character who could scare children so much that they didn't dare to cry.

Li Wenshuo was a little helpless, he really couldn't afford to feel any danger for this hostile stranger, and at the moment his attention was on the sword behind the ghost face.

Ghost Face looked at Li Wenshuo coldly, at this moment his right hand was still on the splint, hanging on his chest with a belt, for this disabled person, although Ghost Face was vigilant, but he didn't care much, the purpose of his coming tonight was mainly to warn this Central Plains person.

"I advise you to behave a little more well, and don't think that the king has any special thoughts about treating you as a guest, for the king can make you a guest of honor, and he can also make you a prisoner. If I find out you're doing something unruly, don't blame me for being rude. ”

Sen's cold voice sounded in the tent, slightly hoarse, and with this dim atmosphere, it really seemed a little eerie.

Hearing this, Li Wenshuo nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and said with a smile: "I know, I will leave in two days, and I will definitely not affect you here." Give me my sword, it's heavy and uncomfortable to carry. ”

The ghost face squinted, he thought about Li Wenshuo's various attitudes, either coldly or disdainfully, he really didn't expect to get this kind of answer.

Slightly stunned, he said in a cold voice: "That's the best, as for this sword, I will naturally give it to you when you want to leave, and I won't covet a dead thing." ”

Hearing this, the smile on Li Wenshuo's face froze, and he said in his heart that your master asked you to give me something, you are still so unreasonable, and the grace of saving your life is naturally as heavy as Mount Tai, but the people of your tribe saved my life, it does not mean that you saved my life.

Looking at Li Wenshuo's obviously unhappy face, the ghost face was in a slightly better mood, and finally saw the deflated appearance of the Central Plains people, sneered, turned around and opened the big tent, and the cold wind suddenly came in, taking away a little warmth.

Li Wenshuo stood quietly in the tent, and through the tent, he could still clearly feel every movement of the ghost face, even the hideous face under the mask.

Suddenly, a smile rose slightly at the corner of Li Wenshuo's lips.

In the night, the wind suddenly rose.

Ghost Face strode along, and suddenly, his body stiffened, and his raised right leg did not fall for a long time.

With a cold snort, his whole body was running with internal force, wanting to fight against the sword intent that was sweeping in the wind.

Li Wenshuo in the big tent was also standing quietly, but compared to the ghost-faced enemy, he was obviously much more relaxed, standing quietly in the center of the big tent, and a faint layer of body protection appeared on the surface of his body.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, although it looked like it was only a faint layer, but it showed his realm to the world.

And the reason why this Gang Qi is only faint is mainly because he has been influenced too much by Shangguan Yu, according to Shangguan Yu's sword path, holding a sword in his hand, he is invincible three feet in front of him, and he doesn't need any body protection Gang Qi at all.

The sword intent in the air was extremely powerful, although there was no trace of killing intent, layers of fine sweat still appeared on the forehead of the ghost face, and the steps raised could not fall for a long time.

His breathing became thinner and thinner, and he only felt that there was a slight sword intent in the air entering and leaving his chest and abdomen, and his throat hurt.

Slowly, the face under the mask turned red, and the scenery in front of him was a little blurry due to the lack of oxygen.

Suddenly, the sword intent vanished.

Ghost Face's step finally fell, but he staggered forward two steps to stabilize his figure, panting heavily, only to realize that in a short period of time, his back had been wet with cold sweat.

Suddenly, I felt a lightness on my back, and my heart was horrified, and when I looked back, I saw that the extremely heavy sword flew up in the air, and it flew into the tent on its own.

His pupils shrank, and he realized that the guy in front of him who thought he was enough to control was actually a martial arts master!

What does Ghost Face think, Li Wenshuo doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know, after getting the broken teeth, he felt the figure of Ghost Face leaving, and he also walked out.

According to Tuoba Lie's statement during the day, Li Wenshuo kept walking towards the north, and with his skills, he did not deliberately hide his figure, and there were still no night patrol warriors to find him.

When he was more than a hundred feet away from the camp, a sea of white flowers appeared in front of him, and Li Wenshuo easily found the brand-new mound.

The moon was dim, and the broken teeth were on his back, and he stood silently in front of the mound.

Just like the thin figure, this mound of earth is also low and unshaped, submerged in the sea of flowers, inconspicuous.

Li Wenshuo stood in front of the grave without saying a word, the north wind blowing silently, with a hint of warmth in the cold.

It wasn't until midnight that Li Wenshuo turned around and walked silently towards the camp.

I didn't fulfill my promise to take you to Chang'an, but I will go to Chang'an once when I go back from the grassland this time.

I'll take a look at what Chang'an is like.