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Chapter 557 Let her guard her body and wait for me to go back

The Northern Barbarian King is a woman

Although it is difficult to identify from the outside.

Her face was very dark and her skin was very poor. This was the mark left by living in a barbaric land for a long time and could not be changed in her life. Even if she applied the rouge powder from Xu Jinji in Chang'an City, even if she wore the gorgeous brocade clothes from Lingfuzhuang, it would be meaningless. The etiquette professor in the Great Sui Palace would have a headache about how to make her look like a woman.

In order to show their majesty and courage, barbarians usually paint messy colors on their faces. They thought this would scare the enemy. The advantage of the Northern Barbarian King was that her face would be messy enough without applying messy colors.

After dealing with wild beasts for a long time, the first thing the Northern Barbarians learned was how to identify dangers. For example, they could siege a colorful tiger with dozens of people, but they would never dare to attack more than five wolves. They were just behind, but they were not stupid.

So the moment when the Northern Barbarian King saw Fang Jie throwing the envoy to the ground, he knew that the young man riding a white lion could not afford to offend him.

She stood up from Mr. Xie's body with some difficulty, and the fat flesh on her body trembled, as spectacular as the waves. The Northern Barbarians had very few clothes, but they only surrounded some animal skins or leaves. After they arrived on the grassland, they learned to wear the leather armor of the grassland people. Unfortunately, no clothes could be worn on the Northern Barbarian King, so she exposed a lot of flesh but had no beauty at all.

She looked at Fang Jie with fear, and after hesitating for a while, she suddenly bowed down, lay on the ground, and placed her hands flat on the ground. When the fat meat was spread flat on the ground, the squeezed gas blew up a burst of dust.

This is the action of the Northern Barbarians bowing to the mountain god.

As the Barbarian King crawled on the ground, the barbarian soldiers surrounding him also bowed like a tide.

Fang Jie suddenly felt the illusion of traveling through time again when he looked at these people. The civilization development of this world was already very prosperous, and the culture of the Great Sui Dynasty was particularly similar to that of Fang Jie in his previous life. The barbarians seemed to have let Fang Jie travel forward for thousands of years, appearing in a period when humans had just begun to conquer this world.

Fang Jie didn't understand the mantra, so he turned around and waved to his personal soldiers to escort a Mr. Xie's confidant.

"Do you understand Manyu?"

Fang answered the question.

The knife pressed against the neck of the iron-armored warrior, but the man still straightened his back. Fang Jie could see that these iron-armored knights were very different. They were not from Northern Liao people, but they should be the followers brought by Mr. Xie from Jiangnan. They had never appeared in Northern Liao. They should be the help he deliberately stayed in the secret. These iron-armored knights all had a fierce aura on their bodies, and even if they were defeated, they did not lower their heads.

Seeing that he did not answer, Fang Jie did not waste the second sentence.

He waved his hand, and the Knight Master, who was pressing the armored knight, immediately drew his sword to cut it down. The horizontal knife made of refined steel cut the armored knight's neck with a chain armor, and then his neck. The weakest part of the armor is the chain armor wrapped around the neck. In order to ensure flexibility, this piece of chain armor is very thin.

The human head rolled down, and blood spurted out as much as one meter high.

Fang Jie pointed to the second iron armored knight and asked, "Do you understand the Mandarin language?"

The second iron-armored knight looked at his companion who had just been killed, opened his mouth to speak but stopped him, but Fang Jie did not give him time to think. After asking, he did not get an answer immediately. Fang Jie waved his hand again. The cavalryman stepped forward, waved his knife, slashed, and the head fell down.

The third iron-armored knight who was pressed up finally understood his situation. He raised his head and looked at Fang Jie, with fear spreading in his eyes. He thought Fang Jie would ask him the same question, but who knew that Fang Jie just walked up to him and looked at it, then waved his hand again.

The third head was cut off without any hesitation.

Fang Jie walked to the fourth iron armored knight, and the knight said anxiously without waiting for Fang Jie's question: "I understand the barbarian language!"

Fang Jie nodded and signaled the cavalry school to pull him over and push him to the North Barbarian King.

"Tell her that I am not here to stop him from occupying the grassland, nor is it an enemy of the Northern Barbarians. The person I want to kill is dead. If the Northern Barbarians' team retreats immediately, I will also take my team away."

The Iron Armored Knight translated it in Man language. The Northern Barbarian King looked at Fang Jie and bowed down again. She said a lot of words. Although Fang Jie couldn't understand what she was saying, she could tell her sincerity and humility from her tone. Fang Jie noticed that even when the Northern Barbarian King was bowing, he kept holding the golden scepter in his hand. When he smashed Mr. Xie to death, she used her crown, and obviously cared about the golden scepter.

However, this kind of golden rod is obviously not something that the Northern Barbarians themselves can make.

"What is that?"

Fang answered the question.

The escorted knight quickly replied: "That was the scepter given to the Northern Barbarian King by Mr. Xie. Mr. Xie told the Northern Barbarian King that he was an envoy sent by the gods and recognized her throne on behalf of the gods. However, the Northern Barbarian King must obey the orders of the gods, otherwise the gods will punish them, and the entire Northern Barbarian tribe will be punished by God."

Fang Jie was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look at Mr. Xie whose head was smashed through.

Such a lie actually incited the entire Northern Barbarian tribe to go out of the wilderness. It was so absurd, but it happened. But Fang Jie thought about it again and again, even if civilization had advanced to the stage of the Mongol Empire, the grassland people had wars because of faith. How many wars have been left without faith in this world and another world?

He did not feel pitiful to the Northern Barbarians, nor did he feel that Mr. Xie was shameless.

"Tell her that the messenger is fake."

The Iron Armored Knight looked at Fang Jie with some embarrassment, and finally said Fang Jie's meaning in Manyu. He did not dare to change Fang Jie's words without authorization because it was no longer necessary. When Mr. Xie died, what kind of ending would these people be like? It was all in the palm of the young man in black robe in front of him.

After hearing the Iron Armored Knight's words, the Northern Barbarian King immediately showed contempt on his face. She turned her head and cursed at Mr. Xie's body, then picked up a stone and smashed it. Fang Jie frowned and asked the Iron Armored Knight to stop the Northern Barbarian King from doing this.

"Sometimes people cannot get respect from others when they live, but we must respect their bodies."

Fang Jie turned around and said, "Tell the Barbarian King that this is her territory. If anyone wants to steal her territory in the future, he will try his best to drive the enemy away. Because the gods have given this place to the Northern Barbarians. If someone comes to rob them, the gods will also bless the Northern Barbarians, no matter how powerful the enemy is, the one who wins in the end will be the Northern Barbarians."

The Iron-armored Knight looked at Fang Jie in surprise and suddenly understood what he meant.

He repeated it and looked at the explanation.

Fang Jie looked at him and said lightly: "You all stay in the Beiman. If you can help them learn how to survive on this grassland, such as how to grazing, how to create your own words and languages. When they gain these experiences from you, you are the gods of the Beiman."

After saying this, Fang Jie turned around and left.

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The wind on the grassland rarely seems to have a stop. Since the beginning of the war, people always feel that there is a faint smell of blood in the wind.

Fang Jie was lying on the grassland, with a pot of new wine beside him. The winemaking methods on the grassland are different from those on the Central Plains. Horse milk wine is not as cold as the Central Plains grain wine, but it also has a unique flavor when you carefully savor it. During this period on the grassland, Fang Jie has gradually adapted to this kind of wine with a fishy smell.

"What are your plans after you go back?"

He asked.

Although he has not fully recovered, Xiang Qingniu can walk normally. After all, his cultivation is still there, and his body recovers much faster than ordinary people. After experiencing the battle at Dalun Temple, although he did not witness the final outcome with his own eyes, his temperament has changed a lot, and he has become much quieter than before.

"Where do you go first after you return to the Central Plains?"

Xiang Qingniu did not answer Fang’s question, but asked Fang to solve a question.

“It should be in the southwest.”

Fang Jie replied: "Although the smallest obstacle is the northwest, only the tens of thousands of tired soldiers in Jin Shixiong's hands, the three northwest roads are even more tired than them. After experiencing the war in recent years, the northwest can no longer support the team. Although the food in Huangyang Road was similarly plundered by Luo Yao, it is already spring and there is no war. A bumper year on Huangyang Road can alleviate the crisis of food. Luo Yao can't sense where I am now. When I can't resist him, I can only hide from him. He will not think of me going back to his nest."

"Even if he thought about it, once the war in Jiangnan was opened, he would not have time to clone it, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to find me."

Xiang Qingniu nodded: "Then after I return to Qingle Mountain, I will take people to Huangyang Road to find you after a while."

Fang Jie nodded, looked at the blue sky and was silent for a while and asked, "You said, is the prince still alive?"

Xiang Qingniu was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "I never thought anyone could kill him, but this time it was different... I know that he left when I fought with Da Zizai to find the Ming King and then release the Ming King. He did not kill the Ming King on purpose. It was not that he was not sure or courageous, but that after he released the Ming King from the cage, the Ming King, Da Zizai, and the second senior brother, the enemy-to-me relationship between the three of them became complicated."

"It was too late to wake up. The first thing King Ming did to escape from trouble may not be to fight to the death with the second senior brother. If it were me, I would kill the traitor first. But even so, the second senior brother should be worried that the old monster who had lived for thousands of years would have any means to save his life, so he sent me down the mountain first. But... haven't you heard the news that he is dead yet?"

Fang Jie nodded: "Have you really thought it through?"

Xiang Qingniu smiled: "Are you afraid that after I help you, I will become the King of Ming Dynasty, will you become Quaker Taimeng?"

This is a bit sharp, but it doesn't hurt people.

Fang Jie narrowed his eyes and shook his head: "I never thought about this possibility."

"Why?"

Xiang Qingniu asked.

"Because you may not be able to beat me in the future."

Xiang Qingniu was stunned, then burst into laughter.

He stood up and slapped the floating soil on his body a few times: "I'm leaving, what's the matter like when I'm leaving? Don't say anything about taking care of yourself all the way, it's too vulgar."

"Go back and find a girl to break her virginity."

Fang Jie said seriously: "That thing is not worth collecting, and the old virgin will never be worth the rest of his life."

Xiang Qingniu blushed and said with a firm stomach, "Who told you that I want to keep it? Master Dao just hasn't met a good woman who made me willing to sacrifice myself yet. If I really meet him, Master Dao might not even care about you and just find a beautiful place to have a baby."

"Do you know how to have a child?"

Fang Jie's serious questions.

Xiang Qingniu spat: "Get out!"

He threatened, "Believe it or not, I went back to sleep with Mo Ningzhi?!"

"Don't believe it"

Fang answered.

Xiang Qingniu scratched his hair and sighed: "Damn... I don't believe it myself. That woman is not right from me, and you may be able to surrender. But it seems that she has always wanted to kill you. Seven or eight out of ten of you are enemies for life."

Fang Jie smiled, thought of the beautiful face and shook his head: "Tell her after I go back, she must keep her body as beautiful as a jade. What I said to her on the twenty-three streets east of Chang'an City will always count, let her wait."

Xiang Qingniu asked: "What did you say to her?"

Fang Jie laughed and said, "I can't say it."
Chapter completed!