Walking into the settlement, you can immediately feel the artistic conception of death and despair, spreading everywhere, and the old and weak women and children along the way are even more dead-eyed, even if they see Qiu Yan, Meng Qingluo and others coming over, they don't have the slightest reaction.

"This is what a tribe looks like when it destroys miè. Meng Qingluo looked at the expressions of the people along the way and sighed.

Qiu Yan was silent, just stepping forward.

The layout of this last gathering place of the Tulang Department can be regarded as simple, and it seems to be disorganized, after all, it is a refugee, how can you still think about it and arrange it.

After being pursued by Qiu Yan one after another, the remnants of the Tulang tribe defected to the first department, and they were placed here, becoming the flank of that tribe to defend against foreign enemies, so part of this gathering place was originally connected to that tribe.

However, after the young and strong people of the Tulang Department were sacrificed by blood and their bodies withered, Qiu Yan lifted the qi pillar and attacked Dingchunzi and other monks in one go, and suppressed them all.

In the end, the entire tribe decided to flee from here, and fled in a hurry, not even daring to meet Qiu Yan.

Now, as far as the eye can see, a large area of the tent is empty, full of clutter, and there are many chaotic footprints on the ground, which shows how hurried those people were when they left.

Of course, not everyone is gone, and there are still many frail and old people who are left behind, these people are usually a burden to the clan, and how can they be brought with them in times of crisis?

In addition, many slaves were also left behind, and after they saw Qiu Yan, they immediately became excited, shouting and jumping, and if they were not imprisoned, they would immediately run away.

This is also Qiu Yan's fame, which has spread in the grasslands and is known to the slaves of many tribes. There is no need to preach anything at all, and some people will surrender.

For these people, Qiu Yan has made arrangements, and there will be people who will go over to collect people, but now, his goal is very clear-

The tent in the center of the remnants of Tulang.

Although it is a refugee, it is difficult to pay attention to too much, but the tooth tent and the atrium will be distinguished, and around this tooth tent are the tents of the upper echelons of the powerful, who consider themselves noble blood and noble lives. It is necessary to use other people's tents as a barrier and distribute them on the perimeter as a defense, and when it is critical, it can also buy time for them to escape.

However, now it is difficult for them to escape, and Dingchunzi broke the cauldron this time and used ingenious methods to sacrifice the entire tribe with blood. In order to achieve the maximum effect, it needs the blessing of the luck of the people in the upper echelons of the Tulang, so the space around the tooth tent has long been closed with magic.

Those who are in it, don't let alone run away. Even if you want to move your position and blend in with the old and weak women and children on the periphery, you can't do it.

However, this invisible barrier. But he couldn't stop Qiu Yan, he walked up to him and flicked his sleeves. Then he heard a crackling sound, the barrier shattered, turned into an invisible aura, and dispersed, and then the person took a step, like a sharp arrow, and in a blink of an eye, he went to the front of the central tooth tent, raised his hand and grabbed it.

Coagulate!

The space around the tooth tent was all solidified, and inside the tent, the nobles were originally imprisoned and could not move, but when Qiu Yan broke the barrier, they regained their freedom, and the few people who were ready to attack were about to run away immediately, but they were directly frozen by Qiu Yan's hand, their bodies were stiff, and they watched Qiu Yan and Meng Qingluo walk into the tent with a look of fear.

There were a lot of people gathered in the tent, and the appearance was quite rough, but the clothes were very luxurious, and they were all in the middle and high ranks of the clan.

"Spare your life!"

"We want to serve you as Lord!

"The strong are respected, and I wish you to be the Khan!"

......

After many days of pursuit, they already knew Qiu Yan's appearance, and they also roughly guessed Qiu Yan's temperament, and when they saw that the situation was not good, they didn't say much at all, and directly expressed their stance and begged for mercy.

"You are not qualified to bargain with Qiu!" Qiu Yan ignored it, he still remembered in front of the city gate, how the young master of this tribe was arrogant and domineering, and remembered how the horse team surrounded the convoy without saying a word.

Flicked his sleeves again, and the wind in the tent rose, lifting up several people who wanted to escape and solidify their bodies, and fell into the crowd, which made everyone even more panicked, more and more frightened, and they didn't know what Qiu Yan wanted to do.

"Who's Tagiai?"

Then, Qiu Yan's question made their hearts suddenly rise to their throats, and they subconsciously turned their heads, and their eyes fell on one person.

This is a middle-aged man, but his face looks very old, and his spirit is extremely depressed, but from his muscles and physique, he can see the former demeanor.

This person is the person who led the troops to attack the Dingchang army, at that time he was still strong, and he was full of energy, but Qiu Yan broke through Tulang, several pursuits, under the double torment of physical fitness and spirit, the son of the tribal leader, soon fell into the mental state of the grass and trees, and the spirit was not as good as day by day, and he was getting older and older.

If you talk about identity, he can also be said to be the brother of the denture, the denture was ordered by King Zuo Xian to test Dingchang City, thinking that there was a tribe and King Zuo Xian to support him, no one dared to do anything to him, so he had no fear, and when he arrived at the place, he was even more arrogant, showing the character of the people who had tortured and killed the Central Plains in the past, but was killed by Qiu Yan.

This was originally hatred, and it was counted by the Tulang tribe on Dingchang City, and when the Rouluo people issued an order to the four largest subordinate tribes to send troops to harass behind enemy lines, the Tulang tribe immediately volunteered, but they did not expect that it would cause a great disaster.

"We're just doing what we're told. The man glanced at Qiu Yan and said this dejectedly.

Qiu Yan nodded and said: "The two countries are in conflict, each for its own master, this is understandable, it is nothing, and I killed your young master, this is also a grudge, you want revenge, it is justified." ”

Hearing this, whether it was Duomuhe or other upper-class nobles, they were all stunned, and then showed joy and hope, thinking that Qiu Yan would be like the former Central Plains officials, using gentle means to give benevolence and righteousness.

Although they don't pay attention to benevolence and righteousness, they like the people of the Central Plains to be benevolent and righteous to them and use them.

"If Your Excellency can let me and others live, we are willing to worship the south and guard the frontier for Da Rui for generations!" said the oldest old man, Ye Hu, the leader of the Tulang Tribe, was already in poor health, and due to internal and external troubles, he returned to the west not long ago, and the chaotic tribe was headed by the elder and several leaders and blood relatives.

However, Qiu Yan's next sentence knocked them back into the abyss-

"Did you say that when you went to Jora? Serve your life for the Lord, take revenge and raise troops, you must be prepared to be held accountable, things in this world, there is no absolute, you believe that the strong take all, to the point where you fall to today, there should be no complaints, why do you have to be that child? Moreover, Qiu also has a promise with others, there is no reason to let go, you can take revenge, Qiu can fulfill the promise, right and wrong, there is cause and effect. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Na Tamuhe: "Give you a chance, kill yourself here, I will not kill the remnants of this Tulang tribe, but it is impossible to leave a name again, and it will be classified into other tribes." ”

"You!" Tamu closed his eyes and was about to have a seizure, but he was immediately discouraged, knowing that the matter had come to this point, and there was no room for turn, and then he sneered: "What you said is right, if you do something, you must be prepared to pay the price, today you are strong, and you will force us into a desperate situation, but the Rouluo people are not weak, maybe the Central Plains will be extinct, I will take the first step, wait for you in the underworld!"

Suddenly, the killing machine overflowed!

Just now, when Qiu Yan spoke, he let go of the power of imprisonment, allowing this Duomu to regain the ability to act!

However, with a flash of coldness, the blade turned and plunged directly into the person's chest.

"Poof!"

Tagi's eyes widened, blood poured from his mouth, his eyes were full of unwillingness and fear, and then he fell to the ground, his hands and feet trembling.

"No...... I don't want to die...... I don't give a damn ...... Don't want to die ......"

In the midst of a groan, the trembling body finally fell silent.

"When I take someone's life, I am majestic, but when my own life passes, I am terrified......" Looking at the corpse at his feet, Qiu Yan shook his head, "If one day, my consciousness will also face ruins and destruction, I don't know what it ......will look like."

Thinking about it, he looked up, his gaze swept over everyone, and everyone he saw lowered their heads.

"May ...... Descend"

The old man sighed, knelt on the ground, and the others followed suit, this is to be classified into other tribes according to Qiu Yan, and from then on, the name Tulang tribe and Tulang people will be extinct in the north and south of the desert.

As soon as the words fell, the void level suddenly surged, and the karmic luck entangled with the name of Tu Lang poured out of the void like a boiling river, and fell directly on Qiu Yan's body.

Rumble!

After the passage of Sanshui, Qiu Yan's luck had skyrocketed, but now it was even more surging, constantly rising, like a thick column, pointing straight to the sky!

It's just that, in this luck, there is a thick black mist, which is sin.

Destroying the human kingdom, exterminating the human race, and removing the name of the human race, this is a great cause and effect, and it is difficult for cultivators to bear it at all!

However, a golden light rose again, and the laughter of the fallen generals of the northern frontier appeared inside, and the cause and effect of many grassland slaves were entangled, colliding with sins, canceling each other, and scattering the breath, and finally converging into a promise.

"Sure enough, as I expected, destroying the nation for no reason, that is a sin, if there is a reason for sending troops, but it can offset the merits and demerits, and respond to the people, but it will be blessed by luck, no wonder the people who sent troops and cavalry in ancient times must find an excuse, even if they don't, they have to make up a few ......"

Thinking like this, the five orders descended from the sky, and the promise rose up, and the two were compatible, entangled with a few heroic spirits, and Lao Kai's figure was also among them. (To be continued......)

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