Sitting on a treacherous minister and good time

The sky was uncharacteristically dark, and the gray clouds covered the entire sky, heavy and dark.

Song Jing and everyone packed up the tent, raised his hand to pin the scattered long hair blown by the wind behind his ears, and looked at Mr. Changqing: "Is the sky on the grassland always changing like this?"

"Yeah, yeah, nasty wind." Xiao Hua just fell asleep, her hair was still disheveled, and was blown wildly around by the increasingly violent cold wind, covering her head and face and slapping her cheeks. Both hands were busy grabbing the hair in his hands, but he was unsuccessful, and shouted angrily, "Be honest, be honest...it's my hair, why is it so disobedient...Damn the wind, ah ah ah ,annoying……"

Xu Changqing laughed and said: "The weather in the grassland is always changing... But the sky was still so clear last night, it's a bit unreasonable to suddenly change the sky today."

"What's the matter, what a horrible weather." Xiaohua gritted her teeth, wiped her face carelessly, and pulled her hair, "It's so annoying..."

Xu Changqing smiled slyly: "That means that there are barbarian mages near us. They are not ordinary mages."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Hua's patience was about to be worn out.

"The saint Nosamir we are looking for is probably just around the corner." Song Jing chuckled, "Mr. Changqing, did you know about it last night?"

Xu Changqing smiled noncommittally: "When you were away last night, that group of people passed by near here and headed in that direction. I think we will definitely meet them if we go that way."

Song Jing looked at the direction Xu Changqing was pointing at, and said, "Then go in this direction. Maybe we can really meet him."

Four people braved the strong wind and shuttled through the rustling grass.Song Jing knew that there must be some kind of war when a large group of people are dispatched... Civil strife is also very common among the barbarians.

Looking at the affected weather, it also shows that those people are not far away from me.

When it was almost noon, although there was no sunlight in the sky, the time had come.

Song Jing and the others gradually slowed down until they stopped.

Along the way, I have seen a few panicked small tribes. Although the tribe is a bit messy, everyone has the joy of surviving after the catastrophe, and it seems that there is no major problem.

Song Jing and the others quietly lurked past the inspection area of ​​the small tribe, and somewhat understood that the flying appearance of these small tribes was probably caused by the team they were tracking.

I saw a lot along the way, but I always saw some endgames.

That team probably achieved their goal, and went straight to the next tribe without doing anything to the people of the small tribe.

"I thought they wouldn't stop, and we couldn't catch up." Xiaohua said softly, the cat bent its waist like a thief, and peeked through the gaps in the grass.

"This tribe is relatively large, and it seems that they have not agreed to their request." Mr. Changqing smiled, "So now deterrence is no longer possible, and we can only use force directly."

"What do they do?" Song Jing looked at the two groups of people in front, one group obviously belonged to the tribe in front of him, and they all stared at the people in front of them with a face full of enemies.

The equipment quality of the other group of people is more than one level higher, riding the tall horses of the gods, cold and chilling.

"There is going to be a war, isn't it?" Mr. Changqing said, "Because of the war, you have to go to the small tribe to collect the war money. If you don't pay, the tribe will be exterminated. The grassland is a very cruel and straightforward place."

Song Jing listened to Mr. Changqing's words, but could not give any response.

Because he suddenly saw a familiar figure - after layers of knights riding horses dispersed, a woman standing on a chariot appeared in the center.

Brown big wavy curly long hair spreads behind her exquisite body. She is slender and has a pair of bright blue cat eyes on her young face—how familiar——

A name was about to come out, Song Jing pursed her lips, Nuoshamir... I didn't expect to meet you here so suddenly.

116 The two disasters of the war

The silly and willful little girl in the past, during the time she disappeared, her body was elongated and slim, the front of the white robe could not conceal her plump breasts, a touch of whiteness was clearly revealed.

This girl has grown into a charming beauty.

But it's so strange.

Song Jing looked at Northamir's green cat's eyes, the inside was still innocent, but this kind of innocence made her feel extraordinarily cruel.

He saw Nothamir leaning over, smiling like a flower and whispering something, the knight beside her rode towards her with a halberd in his hand.

Just for a moment, when soldiers met at close quarters, a cold light flickered, blood and flesh splashed, and the field of vision was dyed red in an instant.

Xiaohua's opened mouth was covered by the foresighted Mr. Changqing, and she let out a scream and was forced back into her stomach.

"What did she say?" Song Jing looked sideways at Baili Susu.

Bai Lisusu's light gray eyes were full of shock and surprise, and she replied: "She said, 'Warriors who are loyal to me, fight for me.'."

"Is she Nuoshamir?" Baili Susu continued to ask, he met Nuoshamir when he was picking flowers, a straightforward little girl, innocent but with warm feelings, like a lively girl.

Now like this, smiling and giving cold orders, with complete disregard for human life in his eyes... Bai Lisusu can't believe that a person's change can be so great...

That Nuoshamir who was on the flower-picking case with a childish temper and cared about everyone around him...is he still the person in front of him?

"It's her." Song Jing sighed softly, "No matter how much she has changed, she is Nothamir. You know that, don't you?"

Baili Susu was silent, her eyes dimmed... Originally, I was looking forward to meeting that lively and bright little girl... Unexpectedly...

"It's impossible to be the saint of the barbarians, if she is a delicate girl." Xu Changqing chuckled, "If you are her friends, you should feel relieved. This means that she, apart from the barbarians, The king is the most authoritative person in the entire Muyun Prairie. No one can bully her..."

Xu Changqing said lightly: "In the barbarians, women's status is even lower than Xia Zhi's. She must have suffered a lot to reach her current position... But, is Noshamir? She is much better than the two of you. .”

Song Jing chuckled: "That's right. If she was weak, wouldn't she be bullied by others? She has grown into such a beautiful girl."

Baili Susu glanced at Song Jing strangely, remained silent and hesitated, and said after holding back for a while, "Xiao Jing... that... Nuoshamir... did she... like you before?"

"Huh?" Song Jing reacted for a while before turning her eyes suspiciously, "She likes me?"

"Yeah." Baili Susu couldn't help being a little embarrassed because she asked this topic, "When I saw Nuoshamir, I liked you very much."

Song Jing shook her head: "Why? I consider her a younger sister. A very interesting and fun younger sister... But now it seems that I can't tease her anymore... She has become a shrewd woman..."

Bai Lisusu pursed her lips, and held back the words in her heart——Xiao Jing has always been emotionally insensitive, and she can see it herself. Nuoshamir has always been green and green when it comes to picking flowers. Jing, it's different...Since Xiao Jing still regards it as the relationship between sister and brother...

While they were talking, the battle over there had quickly come to an end.

The combat power is completely one-sided. It is not called fighting, but massacre.

When all the men with weapons in this tribe fell down, the women standing densely behind them knelt down tremblingly and mournfully, expressing their submission to Noshamir on the chariot.

"It's too late to surrender now." Xu Changqing said lightly.

"What?" Song Jing said softly, "Could it be that the family must be wiped out?"

"No." Xu Changqing said, "They are here to collect war funds. After receiving it, they will naturally not trouble these tribes anymore. The barbarians also understand the harm of exhausting the river for fishing."

"Then how do you say this tribe is over?" Baili Susu was also a little puzzled.

"Look, the combat power of this tribe has been exhausted." Xu Changqing calmly analyzed, "Even if he is not dead, he will not be able to recover recently. The grassland is cruel, and within a day, spies from other tribes lurking around will take this Bring the news to your own tribe, when the time comes, what will this tribe use to resist other people's snatching?"

The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive.

When Song Jing looked at the aloof Nuoshamir again, she suddenly felt relieved and happy. She has survived in such a place, and she is living so well... I really have you, Nuoshamir.

"Going out?" Xu Changqing asked, "They will leave after collecting their things. If they don't go out, they will have to chase after them for a long distance."

"Well..." Song Jing nodded, "Okay, let's get into the invisible state."

"Are we invisible?" Xiao Hua was curious.

He still maintains the posture of a cat waist, thinking that he hides himself very well.

"You don't know?" Mr. Changqing smiled and squeezed the magic formula to remove the invisible state, "Look, we are all standing well, and no one noticed over there... Naturally, we are invisible..."

Just maintaining such a funny posture by herself... Xiao Hua gritted her teeth with hatred, and was about to complain bitterly