Dao Fruit

Main text Chapter 744: Destroy the country, exterminate the race, and remove the name

Walking into the settlement, one can immediately feel the dead silence and despair, which spread everywhere. The old, weak, women and children along the way all looked as if they were dead. Even when they saw Qiu Yan, Meng Qingluo and others coming over, they did not react at all.

"This is the scene of a tribe being destroyed." Meng Qingluo sighed as he looked at the expressions of the people along the way.

Qiu Yan remained silent, but just walked forward.

The layout of this last gathering place of the Tulang tribe was simple and seemed messy. After all, they were fleeing here, so they had no time to think about and arrange it.

After being chased by Qiu Yan, the remnants of the Tulang tribe defected to a tribe and were placed here, becoming the flank of that tribe to resist foreign enemies, so part of this gathering place was originally connected to that tribe.

However, after the young and strong men of Tulang tribe were sacrificed with blood and their bodies dried up, Qiu Yan lifted the air column and broke through Ding Chunzi and other monks in one go, suppressing them all. This earth-shaking scene frightened the tribe that took in Tulang, and they regretted it, but they knew it was too late.

In the end, the entire tribe decided to flee from here, and fled in a hurry, not even daring to meet Qiu Yan.

Now, looking around, there is a large area of ​​tents empty, with debris everywhere, and there are many chaotic footprints on the ground, which shows how hurried those people were when they left.

Of course, not everyone left, there are still many weak and old people left behind, these people are usually the burden of the tribe, how can they be taken with them in a critical moment?

In addition, many slaves were also left behind. After seeing Qiu Yan, they immediately became excited, shouting and jumping. If their hands and feet were not restrained, they would run over immediately.

This is also Qiu Yan's reputation, which has spread on the grassland and is known by many tribal slaves. There is no need to publicize anything, and some people will surrender.

Qiu Yan has made arrangements for these people, and someone will go to collect them. But now, his goal is very clear-

The camp located in the center of the remnant of Tulang.

Although it is a refugee, it is difficult to be too particular, but the ya tent and the courtyard can be distinguished. The tents of the upper class of the powerful are around the ya tent. They believe that their blood is noble and their lives are noble, so they use other people's tents as barriers. Distributed on the periphery as a defense, it can also buy time for their escape at critical times.

However, it is difficult for them to escape now. Ding Chunzi is desperate this time. Using a clever method, blood sacrifice the entire tribe. In order to achieve the maximum effect, it needs the blessing of the luck of the upper class of Tulang, so the space around the ya tent has been closed with magic.

People in it. Let alone escape, even if they want to move a little. Mixing in with the old, weak, women and children on the periphery, they can't do it.

However, this invisible barrier could not stop Qiu Yan. He walked up to them and flicked his sleeves. There was a crackling sound, and the barrier was broken, turning into invisible spiritual energy and dissipating. Then he took a step forward, and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of the central tent, and raised his hand to grab.

Condensate!

The space around the tent was completely solidified. Inside the tent, the nobles were originally imprisoned and unable to move, but they regained their freedom when Qiu Yan broke the barrier. The few people who were ready to escape immediately were frozen by Qiu Yan's move. Their bodies were stiff, and they looked at Qiu Yan and Meng Qingluo walking into the tent with fear.

Many people gathered in the tent. They looked quite rough, but their clothes were very luxurious. They were all high-ranking members of the clan. Because Ding Chunzi locked the surrounding tents, they gathered in the tent in panic.

"Spare my life!"

"We are willing to serve you as our Lord! We will serve you for life!"

"The strong are respected, and we are willing to respect you as our Khan!"

...

After many days of pursuit, they already knew what Qiu Yan looked like, and roughly guessed Qiu Yan's temperament. When they saw that the situation was not good, they did not say much, and directly expressed their position and begged for mercy.

"You are not qualified to bargain with Qiu!" Qiu Yan ignored it. He still remembered how arrogant and domineering the young master of this tribe, Bu Yichi, was in front of the city gate, and how the horse team surrounded the caravan without saying a word. The people of this tribe were like tigers and wolves, and they did not care about benevolence and justice at all, but only recognized strength. The more they begged for mercy, the more they showed their cruelty and wanted to "sleep on firewood and taste gall".

Flicking his sleeves again, the wind rose in the tent, lifting up several people who wanted to escape and whose bodies were frozen, and fell into the crowd. This made everyone panic and more terrified, not knowing what Qiu Yan wanted to do.

"Who is Duomuhe?"

Then, Qiu Yan's question made their hearts suddenly rise to their throats. They turned their heads subconsciously and their eyes fell on a person.

This was a middle-aged man, but his face looked very old and his spirit was particularly depressed. Only from his bones and physique, he could see his former style.

This man was the one who led the troops to attack Dingchang Army. At that time, he was still strong and vigorous, but Qiu Yan broke through Tulang and chased him several times. Under the dual torture of physical and mental strength, the son of the tribal leader soon fell into a mental state of seeing enemies everywhere. His spirit was getting worse day by day and getting older.

In terms of identity, he could also be said to be the elder brother of Bu Yichi. Bu Yichi followed the order of Zuo Xianwang to go to Dingchang City to test it. He thought that with the support of the tribe and Zuo Xianwang, no one dared to do anything to him, so he was fearless. When he arrived at the place, he was even more arrogant and showed his temperament of killing people from the Central Plains in the past, but was killed by Qiu Yan.

This was originally hatred, and was blamed on Dingchang City by the Tulang tribe. When the Rouluo people issued an order to the four largest affiliated tribes to send troops to harass the enemy's rear, the Tulang tribe immediately volunteered, but they did not expect that they would be affected by this. Causing huge disaster.

"We are just following orders." The man glanced at Qiu Yan and said dejectedly.

Qiu Yan nodded and said: "The two countries are fighting each other and each is his own master. This is understandable and nothing. Moreover, I killed your young master. This is also a grudge. You want revenge. It is only natural and right."

Hearing this, both Domuhe and other upper-class nobles were stunned for a moment, then showed joy and gave birth to hope, thinking that Qiu Yan would be like the former Central Plains officials, using gentle methods to show kindness and justice.

Although they do not talk about benevolence and righteousness, they like the people in the Central Plains to be benevolent and righteous to them and take advantage of them.

"If you can let us live, we are willing to worship Neifu in the south and guard the border for Darui for generations to come!" The oldest old man said. Ye Hu, the leader of the Tulang tribe, was already in poor health. Affected by internal and external troubles, they returned to the west not long ago, and the tribe in chaos was led by the elders and several blood relatives of the leaders.

However, Qiu Yan's next words plunged them into the abyss again——

"When you defected to Rouluo, did you also express your stance like this? It's better not to say these words again. If you work for the Lord and take revenge, you must be prepared to be held accountable for the price. There are no absolutes in things in this world. You believe in The strong take all, and when we are in this situation, we should have no complaints. Why should we act like a girl? Besides, Qiu also made a promise to others, and there is no reason to let him go. You can take revenge, and Qiu can also fulfill his promise. , right and wrong, have their own cause and effect."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Na Domuhe: "I will give you a chance to kill yourself here. I will not kill all the remnants of the Tulang tribe, but it is also impossible to leave a name and will be classified into other tribes. "

"You!" Domuhe's eyes widened, and he was about to have an attack, but he was immediately discouraged, knowing that the matter had come to this, and there was no room for change, and then he sneered: "You are right, if you do something, you have to pay the price. Get ready, today you are strong and will push us into a desperate situation, but the Rouluo people are not weak either. They may wipe out the Central Plains. I will take the first step and wait for you in the underworld!" After saying this, he pulled out a short knife from his waist. Then he suddenly burst out and rushed towards Qiu Yan, who was very close at hand!

Suddenly, murderous intent overflowed!

Just now, Qiu Yan released his restraining power when he spoke, allowing Domuhe to regain his ability to move!

However, with a flash of cold light, the blade turned and stabbed directly into the person's chest.

"puff!"

Domuhe's eyes widened, blood gushed from his mouth, his eyes were full of unwillingness and fear, and then he fell to the ground, his hands and feet trembling.

"No...I don't want to die...I don't deserve to die...I don't want to die..."

Amidst the moans and groans, the trembling body finally became silent.

"You are majestic when you take someone else's life, but you are extremely frightened when your own life passes away..." Looking at the corpse at his feet, Qiu Yan shook his head, "If one day, my consciousness will also have to face ruin and destruction, I don't know What does it look like..."

After thinking about it, he looked up and glanced at everyone. Everyone he saw lowered their heads.

"Wish to surrender..."

The old man sighed and knelt on the ground, and others followed suit. According to Qiu Yan's words, he was going to be classified into other tribes. From then on, the names Tulang tribe and Tulang people will become extinct in the north and south of the desert. .

As soon as he finished speaking, the void level suddenly surged, and the causal luck entangled with Tu Lang's name poured out from the void like a boiling river and landed directly on Qiu Yan's body.

boom!

After passing the Three Waters, Qiu Yan's luck has already skyrocketed, but now it is even more surging, rising continuously, like a thick air column, pointing straight to the sky!

However, in this luck, there is still a strong black mist, which is sin.

Destroying a human country, exterminating a human race, and erasing a person’s name is a huge cause and effect that is simply unbearable for those who practice Taoism!

However, a golden light soon rose again, and the smile of the fallen general of Northern Xinjiang appeared inside. The cause and effect of many grassland slaves became entangled, colliding with sins, canceling each other out, and the scattered auras finally merged into a promise.

"As I expected, it is a sin to destroy a country without any reason. If there is a reason for sending troops, the merits and demerits will be offset, and the fate will be blessed. No wonder those who send troops in ancient times must find the cavalry. An excuse, even if you don’t have one, you have to make up a few..."

Thinking like this, the five orders descended from the sky, and the promise rose up. The two were compatible, entwined with several heroic spirits, and Lao Kai's figure was among them.

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