Zhuoligetu looked at Barhu calmly and said, "This is the so-called peace talks, right? But Dahan, you may have been wrong. I have never thought of killing those soldiers. I just want to find the initiator."
Zhuoligetu's voice was very light, but it was full of unquestionable perseverance! Barhu didn't expect that this inconspicuous fat man had a meticulous thought that was not his adoptive father. It seemed that I had to come up with something real.
"Of course." Barhu's rough face showed a touch of sincerity, and said, "As long as you negotiated the conditions at the negotiating table, as long as you do not hurt the soldiers on both sides, I will promise. This is my Barhu's guarantee to you Chief Zhuoligetu!"
Zhuo Ligetu narrowed his eyes slightly, and his light looked at Lu Ming and found that he was nodding slightly. The fat man replied, "Okay, let's talk."
"Okay! Tomorrow, the negotiation location is among my tribe. I will hold a bonfire banquet to resolve the hatred between you both one by one at the wine table."
Barhu laughed a few times, and his strong body stood up. Although the fat man forced himself to make a promise to him, it was obvious that this indifferent young man was the one who made the decision. Erdun once said that there was a man with a team of knights, and now it seemed that he was.
Barhu quietly observed the indifferent young man and found that his aura was calm all over him. Even if his arrival, he did not put any pressure on him, especially those eyes, which contained endless vicissitudes. If this young man did not grow up, he would have a bright future once he grew up!
Barhu turned his head and looked at the others again, and couldn't help but sigh at the genius of these young people. From this, we can see how powerful the sword hall is! But unfortunately, none of these people are on their side. If you have the chance, you must keep them on the grassland forever.
Before leaving, Barhu turned around and looked at Lu Ming. He looked at the Destruction Sword Saint and said, "You guys have been worrying about my grassland recently. You must go with you tomorrow. I hope my thin wine can erase the unhappiness of the past. Goodbye."
After Barhu said that, his figure flew away like a dark cloud.
"This Erdun was so domineering because his sister married Barhu. Now he has thrown this big man as a shield. It seems that there is no hope of revenge in a short period of time!" Zhuoligetu hammered the table heavily.
"A person cannot be resurrected by death, and the living do his best." Lu Ming patted his shoulder and asked, "Then do you know where this sudden negotiation came from?"
"Of course it is the half-step sword master's sword master's sword realm." Zhuoligetu said immediately.
"That's right, they all know very well. Even if the Sword Saint Senior and Da Khan can only tie it, it is not difficult to get Erdun's life. I think Erdun has already run to this Da Khan tribe to hide."
Lu Ming said calmly: "As long as we have the strength, everything can go from impossible to possible, or even inevitable. So we don't have to worry about how to talk tomorrow. As long as we are strong enough, Erdun will not be able to escape."
Lu Ming's words really meant Zhuo Ligetu. He wanted to discuss how to negotiate tomorrow, but now he is just thinking about how to quickly improve his strength.
Lu Ming smiled indifferently and stretched out his right hand, which was filled with purified sword demon beads. Everyone's eyes began to shine, they picked them up and began to practice.
The Destruction Sword Saint nodded in admiration. Although Lu Ming said nothing when Barhu came, it was his indifference that could show everyone's style. He deserves the courage of a generation of masters!
The night passed quickly, and the herdsmen had simply rebuilt their homes. For the nomads, as long as there are cattle and sheep and water grasslands, home is not a problem. But now things have changed, and there are many familiar faces missing, which makes a heavy sadness appear above the Eagle Tribe of the Grassland.
Running on the prairie, the wind in front of us seemed to sense the atmosphere today and became low and fierce.
The death of his adoptive father Bale and his brother Hudal made Zhuoligetu very sad. He kept thinking about the little things in his mind, and felt that all the relatives in this world were gone in an instant.
The fat man suppressed his emotions and did not want to let himself influence others. But fortunately, he also had friends like Lu Ming who are not brothers but are no different from brothers.
The fat man felt the following of the three brothers beside him, and suddenly realized that even the endless abyss ahead was, he dared to break through. Today's itinerary did not ask the Destruction Sword Saint to go with him, but stayed behind. This was Lu Ming's arrangement. He said that he was necessary to guard against others. Only when the Sword Saint stayed in the tribe would eliminate all the other party's plans.
As for those of you entering Barhu's territory, Lu Ming did not have any concerns. He said at the time: "Don't worry, Barhu is all overlords no matter how you say it. Since he is willing to talk about it, he has naturally calculated the result of the matter carefully, and we didn't even imagine it. But today we will not encounter too much trouble, because we are all geniuses, and now we are famous in the sword hall. If we die on the grassland, Barhu will unconditionally accept the anger of the sword hall, which is something he would not want to do any of it."
Even the Destruction Sword Saint was praised by these words. If Barhu had not intervened in this matter, he, a great man, still had room for words. However, now he had tied up the chariot and could not do it if he wanted to clean himself.
So in this way, four people and four horses galloped towards the negotiating ground.
In front of a huge settlement, Barhu's huge body also seemed so conspicuous. The stretching tent and the settlement of thousands of warriors seemed to be just a small background that set off his.
Lu Ming knew that this person was powerful with his own perception ability, and in the tribe behind him, the herdsmen were still busy with their livelihoods for a day and had no preparations for war. It seemed that he had indeed picked himself up.
Seeing four people and four horses running at extremely high speeds, missing the Destruction Sword Saint, but his calm aura made Barhu very uncomfortable. He knew that this was his keen sense of smell that he had cultivated since he was in power for twenty years, and he would instinctively feel uncomfortable for possible potential threats.
"Hahaha..." Barhu greeted him with a loud laugh, "I feel deeply sincere when you are here in advance, very good, please!"
Barhu invited everyone in without any pretentiousness. In the tent was a circle of tables and chairs, and in the middle was an open space, and a bonfire had been prepared on it.
Zhuoligetu sat in the front seat on the north, and Lu Ming and the other two lined up one after another. Barhu nodded, then clapped his hands, and the bonfire in the middle of the tent started to burn, and a slaughtered and washed calf was placed on it. Two beautiful girls from the frontier skillfully began to make it. The heavy robes on their bodies, even if they made bloody barbecue, could not weaken their beauty at all.
"Where is Erdun?" Zhuoligetu ignored the bonfire and asked coldly after sitting down.
Barhu laughed and said, "Erdun is preparing for his sincerity. Look, he is here."
The curtain of the tent opened in response to the sound, Erdun's solid body walked in, carrying a cloth bag in his hand, and eight subordinates followed him.
From this point, Lu Ming can see that Erdun has many subordinates, and these people have different identities. They all seem to be in captain positions. The sword realm ranges from the junior sword master to the peak sword master, but it is a strength that cannot be ignored.
But the cloth bag made Lu Ming feel a strong smell of blood, and the person next to him also had a murderous aura that had not completely dissipated. It seemed that this Erdun used other people's lives to increase his sincerity.
"Dear Chief Zhuoligetu, Erdun sends you my most sincere greetings. In the face of your strength, I am just an unfortunate lamb, because I have been blinded by others and have lost the opportunity to find the right path."
Erdun's opening remark made Barhu nod in satisfaction, and then he opened the cloth bag in his hand, revealing a head with a trace of heat inside.
"Oh my God! It's a white bear! He is a friend of the patriarch Erdun since he was a child, and now he is his right-hand man again, he..." The two girls in charge of the barbecue were shocked and screamed out in dismay.
"Yes, he died, I killed him with my own hands!" Erdun looked at the head in front of him, with anger and regret in his eyes. He sighed and said, "He is my good brother, but he also bewitched me and made me lose my judgment. He practiced the secret technique he gave me in a confused manner, and eventually turned into a civil war that made me regret it! But my best brother did not tell me that after practicing that secret technique, my sword realm would never be able to advance again for my life!"
"Oh my God, has the lifelong price already paid so much?" The two girls screamed, and one of them was even cut to the finger by a knife.
Zhuoligetu just looked at Erdun silently, and his huge right hand grabbed the hilt of the giant sword, loosening and tightening.
His acting skills are good. Lu Ming sneered. He felt like an audience member watching everything they carefully rehearse.
Erdun's voice became hoarse, and he sighed, and said powerlessly: "Now when I look back, I am just a pawn in his hand. Fortunately, Chief Zhuoligetu insisted on coming, and in the end I did not make me regret it. Now I will dedicate this head to Chief Zhuoligetu, the most brave prairie warrior, Chief Zhuoligetu. I, Erdun, will become your most loyal subordinate of the chief under the witness of the heaven of immortality."
After Eerdun said that, he knelt in front of Zhuoligetu on one knee and offered his head with both hands. He lowered his head and said, "Let this head be sacrificed to the most respected Chief Balle to erase the hatred between our tribes."