That fierce attitude was very tempting to beat the Turkic envoy to death.

"Ahhhhh! Don't..."

The Turkic envoy first begged for mercy in the Western Liang language, followed by a gushy Turkic language.

Mo Zixuan kept moving, and he hit the other party’s most painful place with every stroke.

Soon, the Turkic messenger became blue-headed and swollen.

Finally, Xu Wenrui pulled him up. He imprisoned him hard and wanted to rush forward. Mo Ziye looked at the Turkic envoy lying on the ground coldly, "What do you want? How do you do that will let us go?"

The Turkic envoy lay on the ground, turned toward Xu Wenrui, and when he saw Mo Zixuan who was under control, his whole body trembled.

Before he came, although he thought that there would be some flesh and blood, he did not expect that it would be this, the person who seemed the most unlikely to take action against him.

The man had blood in his mouth, and while talking, he sprayed blood foam: "Weapons!"

"Hmph! You guys are so scheming!" Mo Ziye was beside him, his voice as cold as a poisonous snake.

The Turkic envoy moved again trembling.

He tried his best to reduce his presence, fearing that someone would attack him again.

Ji Xiaoyun, Feng Hui and others did not ask about any weapons.

Apart from their secret weapon, the Red Barbarians, the Turks would not have had such a big effort.

"Okay!" Ji Xiaoyun made a decision with a loud voice.

When the Turkic envoy heard this, his eyes lit up.

"But you are sure we will give you secret weapons, and you will release us general?"

Ji Xiaoyun glanced at the tail finger in Mo Ziye's hand, and the storm Ji Li in his eyes suppressed it, and turned to stare at the Turkic envoy with cold Lin's eyes.

"Yes! We only need weapons!" The tone of the Turkic envoy was filled with an unconcealed excitement.

Ji Xiaoyun: "When?"

The Turkic envoy hurriedly said, "Tonight of Xu."

"Where are you fighting?"

"Under the city tower, we want two-thirds of your weapons. Our national teacher said that at least if it was a big guy like that, we would give weapons with one hand and the other hand."

Ji Xiaoyun grinded his teeth and wanted to kill the messenger in front of him, "Okay! We must see the intact general, otherwise we should not blame us for leaving no room for anything to do!

If I can have the current weapons in Xiliang, I will definitely have more lethal weapons! You'd better not deceive people too much! Otherwise, you can only ask for trouble!"

"..." Turkic envoy.

"Get out!" Ji Xiaoyun was too lazy to deal with the person who was passing the message again.

He walked to Feng Hui and prepared to discuss the transaction at the Xu hour tonight.

Xu Wenrui also let go of Mo Zixuan.

Everyone left and knew that they should discuss how to save their master next.

But no one noticed that when the Turkic envoy got up and was about to leave, Mo Zixuan, who was released, pounced on him again and pressed him to beat him fiercely.

This time, no one stopped him, just watching coldly.

Anyway, with Mo Zixuan's fighting style, he will not kill anyone.

When Mo Ziye saw Mo Zixuan hit someone, his hands began to bleed.

He raised his eyebrows and walked forward to pull Mo Zixuan up, "Okay, stop beating, hurting the enemy by one thousand and hurting himself by eight hundred. You are simply not worth the loss!"

When Mo Zixuan was pulled up, he kicked the messenger hard.

It was in this free time that the powder from Mo Ziye's fingernail flew towards the Turkic messenger who was sank on the ground and rushed directly into the other party's mouth and nose.
Chapter completed!