At this time, the two girls in the carriage finally couldn't sit still. They couldn't help but lift the curtain, trying to see what was going on. As soon as Shirley's pretty face was revealed, the eyes of the Prince of Tulun were straightened.
His father was the younger brother of Emperor Cromwell. Later, because he angered the old emperor's iron-fisted policy, he was sent to the Kosovo Gobi, a place where birds do not shit.
Almost no one in the Gobi destiny would accompany his female relatives, and there would be no such beautiful woman. At the time, he loved to forcibly rob women of the people. Today, the appearance of these two beautiful girls happened to give him a chance.
"It's indeed a **! Such a good flower needs to be watered by me! You can pull them down and take them away!" He shook his fingers twice, treating these soldiers like commanding a hawk.
Shirley has been with Yale Moli since childhood, and she has never received such insults. Her pretty face turned pale and scolded: "The lonely ghost you brought?! Even if you look like a toad, you also want to eat swan meat!"
A cavalry in the lead yelled: "My lady, don't be polite! My prince is willing to favor you. That is the blessing of your family's eight lifetimes!" After that, she took the lead and headed straight for the carriage. The subordinates behind her rushed over and followed him.
David Mo no longer hesitated. A silver light flashed in his hand, and a nine-foot silver spear was added. The silver light flashed in the air a few times, instantly picking away several cavalrymen who wanted to rush over.
After the blood splattered, the originally arrogant soldiers quickly calmed down. Among them, there were many old soldiers who had fought on the battlefield for a long time. They quickly realized that this young and cold young man was definitely not something they could deal with.
A cavalryman, who looked like an officer, took out a small horn and whined twice. David Mo immediately found that the giant crossbow on the city wall was turning around, which was why he had not taken action just now.
But now he was no longer worried, because the Prince of Tulun was very close to him, and at least he could not escape his palm when he was running the Liuyun Jue.
Seven layers of golden light burst out from his body, and his footsteps were extremely strange. The next second it appeared beside the Prince of Tulun who wanted to retreat. Two ** fingers directly pointed at Tulun's throat.
"If you dare to get close to the carriage half a step, the little prince's life might not be able to be saved." A sharp look flashed in his eyes, and the murderous aura learned from the sea of blood on the battlefield burst out, scaring Tulun's legs so soft that he almost knelt on the ground.
The giant crossbow on the city wall finally stopped moving, and a group of soldiers under the city looked at each other in a glance, obviously shocked. The Golden Level 7 warrior, even the lieutenant general of the French Empire, could not reach it, but he did not expect that he would kick such a hard iron plate today.
The sound of horse hooves wandering constantly echoed in the air, and the two sides were in a stalemate for a moment. If they took two steps forward, they might be able to hold the two girls in the carriage as bargaining chips, but no one could see whether this strong man would suddenly attack.
Seeing that they were unwilling to retreat for a moment, Mo couldn't help but sneer twice, grabbed Tulun's neck with one hand, and said lightly: "Little Prince, I'm prone to nervousness when there are too many people. When I'm nervous, I can't grasp the strength in my hands. Do you think that letting the people around me retreat for a while?"
Tulun wanted to say a few words to say "I would rather die than surrender" to strengthen his courage, but unfortunately he was stared at the eyes of the demon in front of him. He felt a little scared for no reason, so he could only say: "Open the city gate and let them go."
The cavalryman who had been leading the evil just now had a dilemma on his face, turned over and knelt on the ground, kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty cannot open the door! If this guy leaves, I'm afraid he won't let you go!"
Mo David showed a mocking expression on his face and said coldly: "You slave is loyal... As long as we can leave smoothly, I will naturally let your prince go..."
Another knight immediately retorted: "Who can guarantee that you will not go back on your word?!"
David Mo nodded, gradually increasing his strength in his hand, and said with a faint smile: "That's that there is no room for negotiation. It seems that you really want to force me to kill this waste snack..."
His words are a heart-killing word. This Prince Tulun is used to being domineering in the Gobi Desert in Kosovo, and almost treats imperial soldiers as domestic slaves. If he is really killed, it may really make many people applaud.
In this situation of choosing one of two, these people repeatedly and repeatedly obstructed each other, Tulun couldn't help but wonder that someone might really want to kill someone with a knife.
His face turned red because his throat was tightly stuck. He couldn't care much at the moment and shouted with difficulty: "Hurry up and open the city gate and let them go! Do you guys really want him to kill me?!"
Finally, no one dared to stop him again, so he could only open the city gate and watched David Mo slowly leave Soma Town with one hand and holding the carriage with the other.
Tulun is more than seven feet tall, but he can only be held like a chicken. As a dignified prince, when has he ever suffered such a great humiliation? His eyes kept flashing, obviously thinking about how to take revenge in the future.
"Where will it be after Soma? How many countries are there in this land of all nations?" Ignoring Tulun's other bad ideas, Mo David suddenly felt that even if it was a waste, he could use it, so he asked him a few questions.
Tulun's face changed twice, and he swallowed his anger and replied: "The closest to Soma is the Duchy of Belgium. As for how many countries there are in the wilderness, I don't know this. In short, there are as many as stars and I can't count them."
When Xue heard the conversation between them, Yale Mori in the carriage said with some confusion: "As many as stars? How could there be so many countries? Is the area of the land of the world larger than the deep blue continent?"
Tulun had no lust at this time. When he heard this woman's question, he instinctively wanted to refuse. He was not a guide, and as a hostage, he seemed to have no obligation to answer these irrelevant questions.
Unfortunately, the young man in white also looked at him with some curiosity, which forced him to answer again: "I don't know how big the wild land is... but it is said to be about the same size as the French Empire. As for why there are so many countries..."
He continued with a little disdain on his face: "Those so-called countries are not worth mentioning at all. They are gathering places for barbarians. Even the God of Light is too lazy to shine on them, so it is better to say that they are wild tribes than countries..."
When Yale Mori heard him mention the God of Light, she said with a slight mockery: "I think you are no different from the barbarians, and the God of Light should be too lazy to shine on you..."
"You..." Tulun's face turned red by her sarcasm, but was afraid of the young man in white who had control over his life and death, so he had to swallow the rebuttal behind him.
"Then have you heard of Wuzishan?" It felt like he was about to step out of the range of the magic giant crossbow, and David Mo finally asked the last question.
"I haven't heard of it... you probably aren't doing business, right?" In order to ease the atmosphere, he tentatively raised a question, but the man in white did not answer his question, but said lightly: "From now on, you can go back."
After saying that, Mo David let go of his hand, jumped onto the carriage, and drove away to the west of the open field, leaving Tulun alone standing there stupidly.
After a while, he came to his senses, spat on the ground, and cursed: "As sooner or later, I want you to look good!"
...
There is a middle ground between the Belgium and the French Empire. There are also many such middle grounds in the desolate land of the land of all nations. They have no security bureau, no urban management bureau, and no army stationed. Therefore, it has become a good place for bandits to appear and is known as a paradise for bandits.
Unfortunately, David Mo and the two girls didn't know this, and they rushed into this place where they were called the God of Light without hesitation.
"Mr. Geunshuo, why didn't you kill that Dingtut?" He lifted the curtain and looked at the sand dunes around him. Yale Mori finally couldn't help asking this question.
"The identity is too sensitive. If he is really killed, I am afraid that Soma's garrison will chase us desperately. It will be troublesome to get out..."
He also wanted to solve the aristocratic scum directly, but he calculated the cost of killing in his mind. If he was trapped in Soma town because of this, it would be too unworthy.
"What about Wuzi Mountain? Is that your destination?" Yale Mori couldn't help but continue asking. There were too many secrets hidden in this man, and everything about him made her curious.
David Mo didn't expect that Yale Mori would suddenly say more words today. In fact, she usually instructed Shirley to speak.
A hint of helplessness appeared on his face and said lightly: "Yes, that's where I'm going...but now I don't know where it is..."
Yale Jasmine's eyes flashed with joy, and she continued: "Since you don't know its specific location yet, it's better to go to the Olympus with us during this period."
How could Mo David not know the little abacus in her heart? After all, the two girls have low cultivation levels. If he were with him, the chance of getting the salad grass would be greatly increased.
But he no longer wanted to delay the treatment of the porcelain doll. Whenever he thought of Enisha lying alone on the beast-controlling bead, his heart would always feel uncomfortable. He owed her too much.
So he shook his head and declined: "Although I really want to accompany you, I can only say sorry. There are some things I can't wait for..."
This made Yale Jasmine and Shirley feel very disappointed. There was a silence in the carriage, and the atmosphere was a little depressing. This means that after arriving in Belgium, the three of them will part ways, and this coincidence will be officially ended.
The desert roads that were rarely visited finally ended, and sparse villages appeared in front of you. After some inquiries, a young man working in the village told them that this place was already a territory of Belgium. (To be continued.)