After He Li, follow the reckless man to flee the wasteland and farm the fields

Chapter 495 Is Just a Great Dancer
"how is he?"

Xiao Zeyu asked the military doctor, and the military doctor hurriedly told him, "Young master, he can't die, he just lost a little bit of blood."

"Okay, you go down!"

Xiao Zeyu raised his hand to let him go, and when the Beiman coach saw Xiao Zeyu and Su Qing coming, he yelled and cursed at them.

Xiao Zeyu is proficient in the languages ​​of several countries, and he can hear that he is cursing:
"What kind of heroes are you because you bully more than you do?"

Xiao Zeyu sneered and said:

"There was only one person fighting you. Where did you bully the few? You can't even beat ordinary people in a land like ours. How dare you call me here?"

Strictly speaking, Zhong Yong is not a soldier in the Xiao family army, he is really an ordinary citizen.

"I don't believe it, he's holding a weapon!"

The head coach of the Northern Barbarians was unwilling to admit that he had lost to a farmer who was farming the land, so he stared at Xiao Zeyu with bull's eyes.

"Believe it or not, he is not a general of Xiao's army. Don't talk nonsense now. Just say whatever I ask you. If you dare to tell a lie, I will tear you apart."

Xiao Zeyu condescendingly looked down at the Beiman coach who was already a prisoner and still screaming. The majestic imperial demeanor shocked the Beiman coach.

Divided into pieces?Is he the emperor?

"You proclaim yourself emperor?" He couldn't help asking Xiao Zeyu?
"It's not your concern. Answering my question will make you feel better."

Some soldiers helped Xiao Zeyu and Su Qing move chairs, Xiao Zeyu sat down and looked at the Beiman coach with burning eyes:

"Who made your big killer?"

Hearing Xiao Zeyu asking the head coach of Beiman did not hide anything, and proudly said to Xiao Zeyu:

"It's our celestial master."

"What's his name? Is he from the Central Plains?"

Xiao Zeyu frowned and asked, if Qiu Yongkang was still alive, would he be able to sit as a celestial master in just a short time?Can he still persuade the Northern Man emperor to attack Mocheng? He desperately wants to know if this celestial master is Qiu Yongkang.

"No, he is a psychic from our northern barbarian country. He can communicate with the gods. What the masters say is the reminders from the gods to us."

Speaking of this celestial master, the arrogant coach suddenly looked reverent and saluted with the remaining palm.

These barbarians believe in this very much, and their celestial master is that kind of shaman, that is, a great dancing god, who has a status second only to the emperor.

Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu looked at each other. Doesn't this sound like Qiu Yongkang?
Xiao Zeyu asked the Beiman coach again:
"More than 20 days ago, did a Han come to your northern barbarians?"

"No, we don't allow the Han people to enter, as long as the Han people are all killed and sacrificed to heaven."

The coach of Beiman looked arrogant, and when he spoke, he looked at Xiao Zeyu and Su Qing, as if he was not in their hands, but Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu were in his hands, waiting for him to decide life and death.

"That's really a coincidence, we don't allow the northern barbarians to enter, as long as they enter the city and kill without mercy."

Xiao Zeyu stood up and flicked the dust off his body, and said something murderous lightly.

"You can kill or cut as you please, I, Urhan, don't care."

This one is still playing steel bars!

"Our two countries have never violated the river, why did you suddenly attack?"

Su Qing walked up to Urhan, glanced at his shoulder that was still oozing blood, and asked in a cold voice.

She spoke Central Plains dialect, and Xiao Zeyu translated it for her. In fact, Su Qing could understand Uerhan's words. She had a translator, but she didn't want to bother speaking Beiman dialect.

Urhan didn't look down on Su Qing. The northern barbarian women are not as valuable as slaves. They are just things for men to vent their desires. Except for the noble women of the royal family, other women are inferior people and animals, and they are only worthy of being their ** **.

Uerhan looked at Su Qing arrogantly: "You are not qualified to talk to me as a woman."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Qing drew out his soft sword and slashed a thin slice of flesh off his wound, but this was enough to make Uerhan hurt, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Grit your teeth and hold on!

Su Qing looked into his eyes coldly, raised his sword again and slashed at his shoulder. It was another piece of thin flesh with bones. Uerhan was trembling in pain. He still held on and did not cry out. With a blank face, Qing raised his sword again, and he cursed angrily:
"You give me a happy time."

Su Qing didn't speak, just like sharpening a pencil piece by piece for fun, Wuerhan's teeth were so painful that they almost gnawed into pieces.

Is this fucking woman?Yama was not as ruthless as her.

Su Qing looked at Uerhan's bleeding shoulder, put the sword on it again, and ordered in a cold voice like the wind of the twelfth lunar month with a chilling evil spirit:
"Say!"

"I won't say anything, you fucking kill me!"

Urhan clutched his bleeding shoulder, gritted his teeth and carried it hard.

"Very well, let's see how long you can resist."

Su Qing took out a bottle of medicine, and Urhan's eyes widened nervously: "What are you going to do?"

This woman is cold-blooded and ruthless, with vicious means. He doesn't know how Su Qing wants to deal with him.

"This medicine is called Wudu Duanhun San, which I found in Miaojia Mountain. I don't know what it is for? Why don't you try it!"

After Su Qing finished speaking, he opened the porcelain bottle containing Wudu Duanhun San. A stench made Uerhan even more frightened, and shouted at Su Qing hoarsely:
"You vicious woman, don't think about me."

Su Qing tilted the small porcelain bottle containing Wudu Duanhun San towards Urhan's shoulder. Urhan was so frightened that he wanted to escape from this humble blue medicine bottle, but was held tightly by several soldiers and couldn't move. Can watch Su Qing sprinkle the five poisons and souls on his shoulders, and curse in anger.

"Witch, I'm going to kill you, kill you."

Su Qing watched the white smoke coming out of the medicine noodles falling on Urhan's wound, and a disgusting stench floated from his wound. The blood-red wound turned into jet black. The bottom rot is terrible.

"Ah!"

Uerhan could no longer bear the excruciating pain that made life worse than death. He clutched the wound on his shoulder and rolled on the ground, screaming in pain.

"Say, I can give you a happy time."

Su Qing was very satisfied with the effect of the Wudu powder, so she would save her the trouble of giving him another hand.

"I won't say it."

Urhan was rolling all over the floor in pain and still talking hard, Su Qing went back to his seat and looked at him indifferently, Urhan's wound was already bleeding black thick blood, the heart-rending pain seemed to be endless , Uerhan no longer looked like a coach, twisted back and forth on the ground in pain, and finally couldn't help but surrender to Su Qing and Xiao Zeyu, soaked in sweat, lay on the ground and said angrily:

"I said, I said, give me a good time, and I will say it."

For the first time, he was afraid of women, and his heart was completely broken!

Su Qing looked at him condescendingly, Xiao Zeyu ordered Uerhan:

"Tell me, why did you attack Mexico City?"

(End of this chapter)