"kill!"
On the vast grassland, two teams riding on horses and holding sharp spears fought together.
"boom!"
The gun points collided, making a dull sound, and sparks splashed down.
The two lines of people staggered, and after they turned around again, two or three of the two teams had already fallen to the ground.
Blood flowed from the wound, and the eye sockets turned white.
Fresh life is gradually passing away.
"Master... Are you satisfied with this performance?"
The king of Mongolia, who looked about fifty years old, was kneeling respectfully on the ground at this moment, with a spiked collar for wild animals around his neck.
With a smile on his face, he asked softly.
A thin chain was tied to the collar, and the end of the chain was held in the hand of the blond girl.
It was Jin Mingxi.
She reached out, picked a green grape from the fruit plate in front of her, stuffed it into her ruddy mouth, swallowed it without chewing.
"ah…"
She stretched, then leaned back against the warm plush blanket.
He pulled the iron chain in his hand casually.
She is a great monster in the semi-holy realm, and her physical strength far exceeds that of human monks of the same rank.
And the king of Mongolia is just a bad old man in his fifties.
She just pulled it casually, but the Mongolian king who was kneeling on the ground staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The veins in his neck were swollen, his face was purple, and he couldn't breathe.
"ah!"
As if realizing that he had struck too hard, Jin Mingxi loosened the iron chain in his hand.
Only then did the Monarch take a breath.
Squatting on the ground, breathing ho ho, like an old dog sticking out its tongue.
"You've been doing well these days..." Jin Mingxi smiled and stretched out his hand, patting the head of the Monarch.
"You are a qualified pet. You are obedient, smart, and know how to guess the owner's thoughts. The only shortcoming is that you are a bit ugly. It's a pity..."
She said with a grin.
The warm sunshine fell on her thoughtless cheeks, she was as beautiful as an angel wandering in the world.
But so vicious...
The Monarch of Mongolia lowered his head to prevent Jin Mingxi from seeing the hatred in his eyes.
'boom! '
Jin Mingxi kicked him to the ground.
"Let those warriors of yours continue to fight, and the last group of people who survive will be rewarded by me!"
The king of Mongolia knelt on the ground.
Loudly conveying Jin Mingxi's order, from the corner of his eye, the courtiers looked at him with disdain.
Even he himself felt ashamed.
But when Yang Meng, Gan He, and the two disciples left by the Monarch were easily killed by Jin Mingxi, he no longer dared to disobey the banshee's orders.
"tread!"
"tread!"
"tread!"
The sound of horseshoes sounded again.
Then there was the clear trembling sound of weapons colliding, the tearing sound of flesh and blood, and the dull mournful sound of life falling to the ground.
Guns kill people.
These are extremely elite cavalrymen from Mongolia. After a few charges, only three of them were left standing on the field.
Even so, they each had scars on their bodies.
"Then... now, let the great master bestow upon you a merciful reward!"
The Monarch of Mongolia knelt on the ground and turned to look at Jin Mingxi.
"The reward is death!"
Jin Mingxi clapped his hands and said with a smile.
To her disappointment, the three fighters present did not show too much surprise.
Just stood there quietly.
Looking at her calmly, waiting for death to come.
"It's so boring!" Jin Mingxi pouted, with undisguised disappointment in his eyes, "You, go and kill them."
She gave instructions to the blue bird beside her.
Cangniao's face was a little helpless, but more of it was his disapproval of these inferior games, and he also didn't take these human races to heart.
"call out!"
With a wave of his hand, three wings broke through the space.
The hearts of several people were accurately pierced, blood spurted out, and the warriors fell to the ground with relief on their faces.
"Uh~uh~"
The king of Mongolia gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with tears.
He didn't want to cry, but the faint whimpering sound was heard by Jin Mingxi.
"how?"
Jin Mingxi raised his brows upside down, with murderous intent in his eyes: "Do you think this game is not fun? Or do you think my methods are too cruel."
"No, neither..."
The slightly plump body trembled, and the Monarch raised his head, with a crying and laughing expression on his face, which looked extremely funny.
"I cry because my people can't please their master, so..."
"Yes, yes, that's it, that's why I cried!"
He wiped away his tears and stuttered, obviously frightened by Jin Mingxi.
"ha!"
Jin Mingxi raised his eyebrows, crossed his legs, and patted his head appreciatively, but his head was covered, buzzing, and he almost fell to the ground.
"You speak nicely. Even if you are sensible this time, next time, it won't be so simple!"
"Yes Yes!"
"The little one will definitely follow the teachings of the master..."
"By the way, these games are quite interesting to play for the first time."
Jin Mingxi felt very disappointed when he thought of those warriors who died indifferently, so he asked, "Do you know those countries and interesting places on this continent?"
The eyes of the Mongolian king suddenly lit up.
With a smile on his face, he rolled to Jin Mingxi's feet, ignoring his bewildered head.
"Of course there is. In the south of this continent, the most fertile place is Daxia...there is the largest population, it has been passed down for thousands of years, it has the most prosperous city in the world, and the most powerful warriors..."
He was not stingy with words of praise.
"Also, it is said that Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess of Great Xia is the most beautiful beauty in the world, and she is accomplished in both poetry and martial arts!"
"The prettiest!?"
Although Jin Mingxi is a monster, he also cares about his appearance.
"How does that compare to the deity?"
"The little one thinks that you are more beautiful, master..." The Monarch of Mongolia had a flattering smile on his face, and said coquettishly, "It's just that the two places are thousands of miles apart, but I haven't seen Princess Daxia yet. What exactly does she look like, she has always had her own uniqueness to have such a great reputation."
"Is that so?"
Jin Mingxi was really fooled, lifted his long hair around his ears, and said with a gloomy expression:
"Then go to this so-called Great Xia and have a look. If you really throw her into the brothel as you said, that scene must be very interesting...haha!"
Speaking of which.
Her face was full of excitement to the point of nervousness, like a child who found a new toy, and there was a little madness on her pretty face.
The king of Mongolia lowered his head, his small eyes were full of excitement.
Yang Meng, the eldest disciple of the national teacher, once wandered in the new world, and told him that in that world, the strength of the monster race is far greater than that of the human race.
These men were of noble birth.
Regardless of whether this trip is life or death, Da Xia will get into a lot of trouble.
It is indeed a sad thing if you are unlucky and humiliated, but if you can see Da Xia, who is far stronger than yourself, also fall into such a situation.
He will feel much better in his heart, and even be happy!