Suddenly, when he saw that Dou Tu did not fall, he stood up with his eyebrows and murdered to get rid of it.

This man and machine are sensitive. Lin Zhihuang saw him reacted before. It seemed that Lu Qianhu was the leader of this army, but in fact, the people in this army may also be more convinced by the Ma Nu named Dou Tu.

Seeing that some bandits in the army secretly looked at him secretly, obviously he used him as a vane, and determined whether Lu Qianhu's order was executed.

Suddenly, the red stepped forward, and the Dou Tu responded very quickly. There was a voice reminding Lu Qianhu for not picking up a knife. It was a alert person who was alert. The quality of all aspects was good. It was a pity that it was a pity.

Lin Zhihuang also saw that in this bandit army, unlike Lu Qianhu, this Dou Mu is a soldier who has sincerely convinced him. Although this bandit soldier is currently a foregone conclusion, he has to kill him.

There may be changes.

Lin Zhihuang finally confirmed to him: "Dou Tu, don't you let go of your weapon?"

In the eyes of Dou Tu like dead water, it glowed slightly brilliantly: "Do you remember the name of the slave?"

"Remember." Lin Zhihuang answered affirmatively.

Dou Tumu nodded, and did not do other attacks, and continued to take care of himself: "In fact, chasing this, slavery just wants to ask you a question, anyway, the slave is going to die, can you solve the confusion for the slave?"

The persistent light in Dou Tu's eyes was a little surprised, and he had nothing to interact with this Dou Tu. If he had any problems, he had to confuse himself?

"What's the problem?"

"At first you didn't step on the slave, but I felt that the slave was humble, and I didn't even match your horse stool?" When I asked this sentence, my eyes were in tears.

Is Lu Qianhu said that it is true? Are these masters' houses really looking at his Dou Tu? Is his efforts really a joke?

Dou Tu used to be the children of the general family. Later, he was convicted by the family selling private iron. The whole family over twelve -year -old male chopped. The boys under the age of twelve years old and the woman were reduced to official slaves. At that time, he was just ten years old.

Therefore, he escaped and rolled around Linfu. Since then, he has been a slave who has been a 13 years in Linfu.

From expensive to cheap, he made him work particularly, and he also cared about the evaluation of others. He hoped that through his own efforts, his ability would become stronger, so as to be appreciated by the owner's house, and eager to change his origin again.

Lin Zhihuang moves for this issue. This is a person who is trying to seek self -worth.

"No!" Lin Zhihuang looked at him seriously: "When you walked out of the horse, I saw the unwilling light in your eyes. You are a person in the sky.

Not stepping on. ""

"Isn't it ordinary? It turns out that my eyes are like this, haha!" Dou Tu cried and laughed twice: "People who stand up to the earth? It turns out that you think of me like this, the slaves are satisfied, thank you for not walking."

Dou Tu laughed, the satisfaction was satisfied and rustic, closed his eyes and left the blade in his hand, and poke the neck.

Lin Zhihuang looked at Dou Tu to go to death. After moving, he also appreciated his aura. He was humble, but he had a high sexual sex.

The meaning of appreciation in Lin Zhihuang's eyes, and asked: "You are willing to be loyal to me?"

Dou Tu did not wait until the expected death came, but waited for a solemn inquiry.

A sentence is willing to be loyal to me? It is not an order to the subordinates, but a respectful inquiry. This is a person who treats scholars.

Dou Tu opened his eyes in confusion and looked at the lady in front of him who was dressed as a man but was no less elegant than a man. His stagnant eyes shone with the light of rebirth.

"Yes!" Dou Tu solemnly knelt down on one knee, clenched his left fist on his chest, and gave Lin Zhihuang a sergeant salute worthy of a military commander.

Dou Tu was moved to tears.

Lin Zhihuang regarded him as a scholar! A scholar will die for his confidant!

At this moment, he is no longer a slave, but a scholar. A scholar recognized by his master!

What about women? Whoever treats him with the courtesy of a scholar will treat him as his master throughout his life.

A convoy of horse-drawn carriages was guarded by more than a thousand soldiers and drove slowly on the road.

Wang Ti was still frightened by the dangerous situation just now, and he couldn't calm down. He got into the carriage again in a daze and headed towards Kuzhou.

The bandits who had hacked them to death an hour ago were actually the guards of their group now? Wang Ti's eyes widened, thinking that he might still be dreaming, he must not have woken up in the morning! Thinking like this

, Wang Ti slapped his face hard.

Feeling the pain on his face, Wang Ti was dumbfounded. Wen Nannan, who was sitting aside, had become accustomed to Wang Ti's nervous behavior and asked quietly: "What's wrong?"

"With just a few words, he narrowly escaped death! He also subdued a thousand strong young soldiers! His mouth is so powerful!" Wang Ti swallowed his saliva in fear.

Wen Nanfang's eyes showed appreciation: "So, I didn't see the wrong person."

That's not just a matter of a few words.

Those very inflammatory words contained supreme wisdom and scheming, as well as courage that ordinary people could not match. Without any of them, it would be impossible to conquer these thousand soldiers.

Although Lin Xiaolangjun is young, he is full of magnanimity, broadmindedness, and skill. He should have a place in these troubled times.

"Junior brother, do you think it's too late for me to please him now?" Wang Ti grabbed Wen Nanfang's hand, with panic in his eyes and tears splashing everywhere.
Chapter completed!