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Chapter 164 Xiao Xiao One Night Frost and Wind Rise (4)
The cause of death is still unknown, and even the investigative power of the villa has not been able to find out the truth. This is naturally due to the fact that Beiyuan is now in a secluded Mobei and has no power to affect the general situation of the world. The reason why the villa doesn't care much, but Mahamu himself The means are evident.

I am not worried about such a deep, forbearing, and decisive person. What I am most afraid of is a reckless man who kills on impulse without considering the cause and effect. If someone like Mahamu, he will win in everything he does Weighing the pros and cons, I have a chance.

"It's a good idea to pay blood for blood..." Mahamu pondered.

Everyone drew out their knives and swung their arms against the sky three times. The cold and bright light of the knives converged, full of murderous aura.

Reflected on my face, it became colder and colder.

"Don't kneel down when you see the Grand Master!" The guard behind me who escorted me in said harshly, and kicked my knee.

I was thinking about it when my legs softened and I was about to fall to the ground.

How can I kneel in this situation?
The moment before my knees landed on the ground, I rolled over and rolled to the feet of the nearest general. I kicked the lying fish and shook the long knife out of his sheath with one foot. , retracting, twisting and releasing, the force of the round and round whirling force immediately caused the waist knife to roar and pop out, emitting a golden arc-shaped knife light, flying over at a strange angle, and with a swipe sound, it slammed heavily on the guard's arm. on the knee.

A series of actions were as fast as thunder and lightning, and when people reacted, the person who was trying to force me to kneel had already been knocked to the ground by a knife that I used all my strength and powerless.

There was the sound of bone cracking, mixed with a painful murmur, I smiled apologetically, sorry, I have to do it.

"Keng" The sound of countless knives being unsheathed at the same time is more powerful than the previous sound of roaring at the same time to kill me.

As if I hadn't seen it, I stood proudly, looked at Mahamu, and said in a clear voice: "Whoever insults me will humiliate himself!"

The surrounding crowd all showed shocking gazes. Mahamu, who was at the top, stared at me for a while, suddenly ordered a few words to a maid, and then clapped his hands.

The generals immediately put their knives back into their sheaths silently.

Mahamu looked at me with a friendly expression like an uncle next door: "What does the princess want to do by hurting my subordinates?"

I raised my eyebrows: "In the 27th year of Hongwu, the former emperor conferred the title of minister of the Taishi Ministry of Industry, the official title of the second rank, Huai Su was the prince's daughter, the daughter of the princess, and the congregation of the first rank. If this is the case, why should I kneel you? This slave forced me to kneel." Shouldn't you be taught a lesson?"

I spoke aggressively, and made up my mind that if someone is brave and aggressive, he will take it lightly if he shows weakness. It would be better to be tough from the beginning, and he will respect him more.

Sure enough, Mahamu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "If that's the case, I was negligent, then please ask the princess to sit down."

I nodded, and was about to sit down cross-legged, but I heard him continue: "Sit down and discuss the matter of sacrificing the blood of the princess to the heroic spirits of my soldiers."

I didn't pause, sat down without changing my face, and said with a smile: "It's so good, it's more comfortable to discuss while sitting than standing."

Mahamu laughed: "I have heard for a long time that Princess Huaisu, the beloved daughter of the King of Yan, is so talented that few people can match her. When I saw her today, I didn't expect to win the three armies even with courage. The heroic style won't let me be a grassland man! She really deserves her reputation, admiration! "

"It's just..." He changed his tone, and his face showed doubts: "Why does the princess' face not match the legend?"

I thought of his actions just now, and smiled nonchalantly: "Hasn't the Grand Master already thought of something?"

Before the words were finished, the maid who left earlier had already brought in a basin of water.Kneeling in front of me, I slowly stretched out my hand, took the cloth towel from the basin and wiped my face. In the silence, the chains on my wrists tinkled with black light.

With her face bent down in the basin, she was thinking fast in her heart. In this place where tigers and wolves are in a different place, it is definitely not a good thing to show your true face, but you can't really ruin your face. Otherwise, even if I don't care, Mu Xin will be very worried and blame herself... …

With a slight movement of the fingers covered under the cloth scarf, a "Star Broken" was hit on the face, there was a very slight wound on the cheek under the eyes, the "Star Broken" was quietly removed, in the sparkling water, the eyes were faintly red, like tear mole.

The cloth towel brushed over, wiping away a trace of blood around it, and sank into the water, the faint trace of blood disappeared in an instant.

I slowly raised my face.

Unsurprisingly, there was a burst of exclamation in the tent, and even Mahamu, who had always had a changeable expression but indifferent eyes, fixed his gaze.

Mongolian people are bold and unrestrained, showing all their emotions and anger, not as reserved as the Han people, not to mention my identity, surrounded by almost all subordinate servants, who dares to look up and stare at my face?But now the blind eyes are full of eyes, which is the first time in his life.

Resisting my anger, I just quietly stared at Mahamu's eyes.

"Teacher, people like you and I don't need to play those devious tricks?"

"Oh?"

"If you want to kill me, why wait for me to come? It's still so pretentious. Since you don't plan to kill me, you might as well talk about it."

Mahamu looked at me strangely: "The princess is now a prisoner, what is there to talk about between us?"

I straightened my sleeves, "I won't be your prisoner forever."

"Are you so confident?" Mahamu smiled generously, but the light in his eyes was mocking, "Zhu Di is busy fighting and can't take care of himself. Who would care about you, a princess living in the desert?"

I smiled indifferently: "Who said I must rely on my father to save me?"

Mahamu looked at me, as if he wanted to see the clue from my expression, I looked back at him, and suddenly burst into laughter.

Laughter echoed in the tall and wide tent, full of astonishment.

My gaze coldly swept over those faces that were either dazed, surprised, or shocked like ice knives, causing them to turn their eyes away one by one, their laughter stopped suddenly, and they looked coldly at Mahamu: "Will you be willing to have a grudge against the King of Yan? Do you have any?" So stupid? Since the death of Elebok in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, the regime has existed in name only, and all the tribes are eyeing up to the position of the Great Khan. The leader of the special department, Arutai, is not weak, and your Oirat department is not willing to be left behind. The golden position is hanging above your heads, but those who are capable can get it. Several forces are fiercely stuck together, and it is red eyes. When you grab the fruit, you will offend King Yan, who has a large army, and plant a hidden danger for yourself to practice the golden sweat?"

(End of this chapter)