Iron boots stepped in.
Finally stood in front of Muzar.
The visitor looked at him condescendingly, turning a blood-stained dagger in his hand, and the blood slid drop by drop along the tip of the knife to the ground, and even a few dripped onto the tiger skin and Muzar's face.
The blood is still hot!
Sticky to the face.
Muzar didn't blink.
The man's knuckled fingers gently rubbed the bright red blood on the blade of the blade, rubbed the ends of the blood-stained fingers, and then put it in his mouth and licked it with his tongue, the bloody smell permeated his mouth and tongue, like poppy/poppy. Generally, it stimulates the person's nerves, making him more and more excited.
Like a pervert!
"Muzar, you can't think of it."
His voice was low and frivolous.
Muzar slowly raised his head, and what caught his eye was Alxa's cold and very grim face.
This is completely different from the usual person who looks gentle and gentle. At this time, Alxa's eyes are piercingly cold, with murderous hatred quenched.
That hatred, deep into the bones.
"In the end... you still have hatred in your heart." Muzar sighed.
"It's all thanks to you!" Alxa smiled fiercely.
He suddenly threw the dagger in his hand and inserted it into the blood-splattered map.
Correctly inserted in the center of the map!
Muzar's eyes flickered, and the silver light from the blade flashed on his forehead. Alxa took two steps, hooked his lips and said, "Muzar, my father once told me that he said that the person who least wants to fight on this grassland is you, and the person who doesn't want to be stained with blood on the grassland is also you. You, but... the most ruthless person, is also you! I didn't understand at first, but later I realized
white. "
"..." "My father was born and died for you for so many years. In order to save the few herdsmen, he was shot alive by arrows from the Balhu tribe, but what about you? You didn't avenge my father for the peace of the tribe, Muzar. Ah Muzar, my father would rather risk his life to be loyal to you all his life, but how did you
Pay him back? You let him die, you killed him! "
angrily.
Excited.
Muzar heard tears in his eyes.
The death of Alxa's father has always been a knot in his heart, and he is also very guilty.
After all, Alxa's father Charan has been with him for many years. He is his brother and his right-hand man.
Alxa looked at the tears in his eyes and became even more angry.
"Muzar, it's been four years, I've been forbearing for four years, and today I finally got this opportunity. I'll use your head and your blood to sacrifice to my father."
I can't wait to drink his blood and eat his flesh. Muzar looked at the dagger inserted on the map and pulled it out. The dagger was engraved with a lifelike tiger, but it had eight sharp claws. It felt bumpy to the touch and was very delicate, but because of the friction over the years , which was rubbed very smooth, and he said: "This dagger was given to me by
Your father's, didn't expect his son to use this dagger to kill me today. "
"You owe my father a life!" "Yes, I owe your father a life. When we were born and died together, when we fought the world on the grasslands, he suffered a lot of knives for me, and he took my life from the enemy. He was rescued from here. He was shot alive with arrows back then. I was also very sad, and even hoped that I could take a few arrows for him.
"
Alxa sneered: "If you really feel that you owe him, you should take your troops and horses to avenge my father and destroy the Baerhu tribe, not for peace." "Because the entire Baerhu tribe is destroyed, you know that means What?" Muzar put down the dagger in his hand, got up slowly, looked at Alxa and said, "Balhu is the earliest tribe established on this grassland, although it is declining day by day, but their leader Kehido is the whole Xisai grassland is the most
A person with prestige, this grassland was conquered by his ancestors. Without the Kehai clan, there would be no Hou Liao today. The person who killed your father was his subordinate, not the entire tribe of Baerhu. "
"To shut up!"
"Alxa, it's too late for you to stop now." Muzar advised.
Alxa has completely lost his mind. He only has hatred and revenge in his heart. He raised his knife-like eyebrows: "Muzar, I'm afraid you are not qualified to say this! Don't forget, you have already sent Geta and the others to besiege Yuedan, and the remaining soldiers and horses have been captured. I killed it, now it's all my people outside, no one can come to save you! I want to avenge my father,
Kill you, you are dead, Hou Liao is mine. "
"This is the deal you made with Hoh Ho? Join him to kill me?"
"That's right, when I take charge of Hou Liao, I promise to help Hoh Hao raise troops to invade the Central Plains and rule the world with him."
Desires, rights, status...
Really drives people crazy.
Muzar sighed and shook his head: "When your father was about to die, let someone give me a message, asking me to take good care of you and never let you go astray, I think he thought too much, but it turns out that you know your son, Mo Ruofu, what you do today. Because, it turns out that he had a vision."
"Shut up!" "Alxa, do you know who Hoh Hao is? He is very ambitious and only wants to kill. He doesn't allow two tigers in his eyes, so why would he keep you? Do you think it's easy to enter the Central Plains? The soldiers and horses of the Dalin Frontier Fortress will let you fight for a few years, or even decades. At that time, not only Vietnam and Dan
, even the entire Xisai grassland will be uprooted by Dalin, and there will be no room for you. Alxa, you should wake up, Huhehao can eat people without spitting bones, and it will kill you. "
"..." Alxa narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists.
"You give you a chance, if you stop now, I will let you go."
Can-
Alxa didn't hesitate at all, his eyes were red, and a moment later, he grabbed the dagger on the table, pointed it at Muzar, grinned like a hungry wolf, and said fiercely: "I gave you a chance, you are Did you kill yourself? Or should I give you a ride?"
He was just about to stab the dagger.
Sudden-
There was a messy sound of footsteps in the tent.
A group of people rushed in quickly.
Immediately surrounded Alxa.
Just as he was distracted, Muzar grabbed his wrist and slapped it hard.
His muscles and bones ached, and his palms loosened.
The dagger fell to the ground.
Before he recovered, several soldiers immediately detained him and held him to the ground.
He landed on the ground with both hands on the outstretched hand. He leaned forward. The ground in front of him happened to be the dagger that fell from his hand. Just like him at the moment, despite his sharp edge, he could not escape being stepped on. And the fate of defeat.
He gritted his teeth, his face twisted, unwilling to admit defeat.
His shoulders struggled desperately, and he shouted, "Let me go, let me go!" No matter what, he couldn't move, and he was held firmly.