The white-haired man's tone was not harsh, and he was even a little relaxed, with a slight smile on his rough and ordinary face.

But when you get closer, you can see that his eyes are not big and dark and deep, and it seems that you can see through it by turning it on someone.

Behind him, the terrifyingly huge black wolf yawned again, revealing its sword-like fangs and blood-red tongue, making the guys around Xu Le shake even more violently.

How to answer?

Xu Le's head was almost smoking, and he subconsciously looked around him. Su Ming sat on the ground covering his wound and looked listless. Lai Wenzhen and Wang Dengke were shaking more powerfully than the two of them. Although Cai Hengwen was calm, he also looked like he didn't understand at all, and his eyes were full of confusion.

It seems that only one who is carrying the vitality of the world and the world can understand their words and talk to them. Whether one can escape from heaven depends on oneself!

Xu Le pointed to the north: "We brothers have been living in this wasteland, even those on this wasteland."

The sharpshooter sneered from under his hood: "The Zhao people in the north? Are the Zhao people's private escape slaves? How could there be a slave like you with tender skin!"

The gentle and gentle man with white shirt and green hairband kept smiling and listening. At this time, he said: "This little brother is also a warrior. He also killed an Alantian warrior from Yeyu's army. He is not a slave... Zhao Hou is acting fiercely and has many tribes who have been granted titles in recent years. This little brother may have some identity in Zhao that day."

...You guys made it up by yourself, I didn't say it! You find out that it is not the case then, don't blame me!

The sharpshooter sneered again from under his hood: "I don't even know that the realm of Yunmen is stable. What kind of warrior can I be considered a warrior? Those people around him can't even kill chickens. Let's see what they are shaking like? Or isn't a man? He pretends to be strange in ancient times and kills him and knocks him down."

The man in white smiled gently again and said softly: "If it weren't for these little brothers, the Yeyu tribe wouldn't have been dragged here, and we wouldn't have successfully dealt with the remnants of the Yeyu tribe. This time it was a great achievement and it did not lose the reputation of our Yier Army. It would be inappropriate to kill these people."

The sharpshooter asked back: "What do you think?"

The man in white shirt smiled: "Since these people escaped from the Kingdom of Zhaohou and were in the Western Wilderness, they must have nowhere to go. Why not take them back to Qiyin, and the war has been fought for years and the athletes have been lost. Deputy Weiwei Shi's fiefdom is extremely lacking, and the fiefdom is also abandoned. It can be said that they have the virtue of dragging them out of the Yeyu tribe. As for whether they can make a breakthrough in the future under Deputy Weiwei Shi's rule, it depends on their own luck... If there is anything wrong, are you still afraid that you can't deal with these people in Qiyin?"

The sharpshooter wanted to refute something. The white-haired man kept looking down at the corpses on the ground. At this time, he raised his head and his dark and deep eyes fell on Xu Le.

Xu Le has been listening to the conversation between the people and the people, and his heart is sank straight. The man in the white shirt is better, but the man in the hood simply regards himself as a few people! In the eyes of these fierce gods, his life is really not worth mentioning.

When the white-haired man's eyes fell on him, Xu Le felt shocked again. This glance seemed to have really seen through him inside, inside, outside, outside, and outside!

He looked at Xu Le and said lightly: "Little brother, I am the Qiyin Shi Family. I believe you have heard of it when you were in Zhao. The Qiyin Shi Family has a large fiefdom, and I don't know how to manage it, and I abandon a lot of wasteland. Since you have nowhere to go and are in the Western Wasteland, why not join the Shi Family. You are also a warrior and cannot be regarded as a slave. I will give you the identity of a civil servant... The other few people are your private subordinates. Give you a farmer and manage everything yourself. The annual output paid will be reduced by 30%. However, if you recruit troops and horses in the fiefdom, you must apply for recruitment and bring your own cavalry. If you can be selected into Yi'er's army, I will bear it. If you have merits, you will be rewarded; if you have any mistakes, you will be punished. If you do not come under my rule, you will be charged with the crime of being executed, and it will be useless to escape to the horizon... Do you understand?"

Damn, what's the rhythm?

Xu Le's face was still calm, but his mind was spinning at high speed.

These guys gave two choices, either to join the Qiyin Shi family, farm for them, serve in the military, or have a fucking identity as a civilian. They are not interested in this Xu Le at all.

However, if he does not agree, in front of these fierce gods who have far surpassed him, Xu Le doubts whether they will simply send them these guys of unknown origin!

The choice seems to be very clear, and I agree to apply first. Then I look for an opportunity to leave...

While turning on this idea, Xu Le couldn't help but suddenly think. Maybe this is an opportunity? Join this historian and be with these evil gods and brigades of black-clad military horses. What safety issues are there? You can also slowly understand the world under their wings, understand everything about the world, and then determine how to develop in this world. Isn't that a cheap thing?

A night of horror, in exchange for such a way to integrate into this world, it can be considered a bit rewarding...

Xu Le was simply and free and easy. As soon as he thought it through, he met the white-haired man's gaze: "Okay, I'll take a few brothers to join the Shi family. When will I set off? We still want to clean up a little..."

Xu Le was more than a few of them. A group of people were injured and tired. The tall, short, fat, thin and thin. The pajamas and the old man's vest were flying together, the boxer shorts and briefs were the same color, and the SpongeBob pajamas were wearing mud, blood and sweat.

Looking at this, Xu Le couldn't bear to see it. We are really a shame for time travelers!

The white-haired man smiled, and the hooded sneer even loudly. Even the gentle and handsome guy with a white-clothed green hairband couldn't help but chuckled and shook his head.

The white-haired man pointed at himself: "My name is Shi Wuju. The Qiyin Shi family is now my chief, and I will call me the chief in the future. If I can join the Yier Army, I will be called any other person, and they will be brothers... Shi Bao, look at them. I will search for Erlang. These bastards are jealous when they see blood. We should go home too!"

The handsome guy Junya also smiled: "Deputy Commander Shi, I'll go with you to treat the injured."

Shi Wuju nodded, and without saying anything, he walked away and turned over and rode on the wolf's back. The handsome handsome guy fluttered in white clothes and rode his horse to follow him. Before leaving, he raised his hand and was already holding a piece of green talisman paper. In a flash, the flames ignited and turned into ashes in an instant.

Xu Le suddenly felt the energy of heaven and earth around him disturbed, and a constant flow of oil arises. The wounds of all sizes of his body suddenly became numb and itchy, as if they were slowly healing. Su Ming, who was sitting on the ground, also exclaimed, and let go of his hands covering the wound in confusion and took a look.

Within a few meters above the ground, even the grass color became greener in this moment.

The Hooded Shooter snorted: "It's a waste."

The handsome guy from Junya smiled: "It's just a Mu Sheng Talisman, it's not worth anything."

Shi Wuju had already left without hesitation, and the handsome guy Junya also rode his horse to follow him. Before leaving, he pointed at himself: "Nangong An, a member of the Nangong family in Xiancheng."

Xu Le smiled and accepted his kindness: "Southeast Xu Le."

Nangong An frowned slightly, as if he was wondering where the southeast was Zhao State. In a blink of an eye, he followed Shi Wuju to go far away.

And the hooded archer named Shi Bao put his hands on his hips and shouted: "Southeast, I don't know what small village in Zhao State is worth talking about? ...... Since you are facing the enemy, you can't kill anyone, and there are still people who are lying on the ground to breathe... You must know that the Shi family is in battle. Once they decide to fight with the enemy, they will kill them all! Let's break the tent of the Yezi army, chase after more than a hundred miles, and also copy them to the front and clean up the remnants of these Rouran people! Since you have entered the Shi family, learn a little! I really don't know how my elder brother is willing to accept you guys for the results!"

While mocking Xu Le and the others, Shi Bao finally pushed off his hood. Xu Le looked over and saw that this annoying guy was at most in his early twenties, similar to Xu Le. He was full of the high spirits of young people. His nose was square and his mouth was square, and his sword eyebrows were slanted. If it weren't for the few animal spots on his face, his eyes would be as narrow as a cat beast, and he was deeply sunken. He could still be called a handsome guy!

Damn, can there be orcs in this world? Is this night too fantastic?

Several guys around Xu Le also made a low sound of gasping in the air, and the sound of Wang Dengke's teeth colliding louder.

Shi Bao's eyes were also like beasts glaring at Xu Le fiercely: "Why, I have never seen anyone from the Northern Barbarian tribes? Your grandfather, I am also from Donghua Qin now! We should be summoned to send troops in the future, so don't fall into my hands!"

As he said that, he pulled out a bent dagger from his waist, threw it on the ground with a sound, and pointed the leg was nailed to the horse, and the Rouran Knight who lost too much blood and could only breathe, and the wolf whose chrysanthemum was blown out: "I'll clean up, go and clean up yourself!"

Xu Le looked at this guy named Shi Bao coldly.

It’s nothing to kill people. I’ve killed enough tonight. These guys all want their lives. Since they are in this world, there is no psychological burden to kill them completely. But when I think about picking up daggers, I have to bend over in front of this guy who pulls up to the sky. I feel unhappy.

But the form is better than that of others after all. Let’s get through this level first... Don’t fall into my hands in the future!

Xu Le was about to pick up the dagger, but Cai Hengwen walked out first and bent down to pick it up. Then he walked to the dying Rouran Knight, looked at him, squatted down and placed the dagger on his throat, cut it hard, and then turned to the side of the wolf, and also cut off the dying wolf's throat.

Blood splattered, and Cai Hengwen's face was covered with blood. However, he stood up calmly and handed the dagger back to Shi Bao.

Shi Bao snorted, without taking the dagger, and rode his horse away a little, but still stared at them from time to time.

At this time, several people exclaimed quietly: "Lao Wu...you!"

Cai Hengwen looked at Xu Le: "Boss, did I do it right? Does the orc want us to do this?"

Xu Le nodded and said softly: "I'll do it."

Cai Hengwen's face was covered in blood and showed a smile on his face: "You must always get used to it. You can't let the boss fight alone..."

While saying that, he carefully inserted the dagger into his belt. It seemed that as long as he was in this world, the dagger would never leave him.

Xu Le stopped talking and looked up at the distance. Shi Wuju and Nangong An ran towards the river bank. Shi Wuju whistled loudly, and the whistle spread far away from the dewy land where the morning light was just beginning to emerge. The black-clad knight who was chasing out finally gradually stopped his throne and turned to the south.

On the wasteland, bloody corpses were everywhere, with a strong and pungent smell of blood. Several horses who had lost their masters walked alone, roaring in sorrow.
Chapter completed!