Carefree Prince In Tang Dynasty

Li Xin has self-hypnotized too many times, and is immune to Dou Liang's words.

"Where do you have so much hunch? Isn't it a killer? How did you change the fortune-telling?" he said casually.

In the case of extreme thirst, speaking is simply torture. But there is no way, speaking is the easiest way to feel exactly that you are still alive. If he walked in silence, Li Xin would doubt whether he was just a walking corpse.

Dou Liang smiled and said: "I'm not a fortune teller. But some fortune tellers told me that I had a catastrophe this year, but I can't die, and there is a noble person to rescue him. I think this noble person is probably the prince.

"You still count on me to rescue you?" Li said, "With this capability, I won't save myself first? Do it."

The water in the kettle is dwindling day by day, but the official road is still missing.

The turning point of things happened on the fifth day. Li Xin ran into a horse.

This is a very weak, dying horse lying on the ground. It seems that the sandstorm in the past few days not only caused Li Xin and others to lose their way, but also the horse. It walked thirsty and hungry on the Gobi Desert for so many days, and finally fell here weakly, waiting for death.

Li Xin didn't know whether it was originally a horse belonging to the Datang Mission or a Turkic horse. Anyway, since it appeared here at such a desperate time, it is a good horse.

It is an angel. It will definitely go to heaven. Amitabha, Amen.

Li Xin took out the dagger he had gotten a few days ago. In the quiet of the night these few days, he was always thinking about whether to use this dagger, but his life was left dead. Fortunately, he hesitated in the end. Now think about it, daggers should be used to end the lives of other creatures.

"Sorry. You can't live anyway... Why don't you give us a chance." Li Xin muttered, while holding a dagger, came to the horse's side and knelt down, "I swear I will do it for you." Read the scriptures. Let's go."

Puff. The cold blade stabbed into the horse's body. It twisted weakly twice, hissing faintly. Warm blood began to leak out slowly from the wound.

Li Xin could have chosen to cut the horse's neck and give it a good time. But he did not do so. Because if the carotid artery is destroyed, horse blood will be sprayed everywhere. That would be too wasteful.

Whether it's flesh or blood, he wants it.

Blood is water, meat is energy. It is the hope of survival.

Li Xin's eyes were extremely firm, ignoring the horse's pleading eyes, and calmly cut the flesh from it with a dagger and distributed it to everyone for food.

Bao Hong, Gao Zhi, and Di Zhengye didn't hesitate at all. They stuffed them into their mouths, gobbled them up, and smiled and said it was delicious. There was blood on their hands and faces, and they looked terrifying, like the ghosts of cannibals in the legend.

Tang Jian hesitated, but in the end he stuffed the **** horsemeat into his mouth and strongly refused. Looking at his hateful look, he might have regarded horse meat as the flesh and blood of Turkic people in his heart.

Runniang is very obedient. Li Xin gave her something, and she tried to eat it. She wants to live and continue to live by the prince's side. This is her greatest belief.

Perhaps it was because of the relationship that he had often dealt with dead people, Dou Liang didn't hesitate to eat the **** food, and he ate in two or two bites, and licked his fingers still.

Li Xin cut himself a piece of horse meat. I don't know why, the **** smell at this moment actually smells so sweet, and it doesn't make people feel sick at all.

Am I going to become a monster?

He couldn't help thinking like this.

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