Da Yan's expressionless face suddenly became soft, and she had to promise them, "Okay, then bring me that result, just like you just said." Let's see if your wolf can be called for a while, or for a lifetime. ”

The boy smiled and hung his head, if from the beginning, he understood that a lot of love did not come from giving. He wouldn't have waged his tail and begged for mercy like a dog like a dog. Maybe you won't lose that little finger either. He looked at his aunt's fingerless palm as he hung his head. Hatred is shouting, and the voice is fierce. One day, he wants this aunt who sits in front of him and is invincible, to guess his mind and live. Yes, he will not kill her, but will pray for her to live a long life. And then with her pretty eyes like his mother's, she watched his storm grow. If there are also them, it will be better for all the people to congratulate them. And he'd take pleasure in her every day.

His aunt was silent, and he quietly withdrew. Turned over and rushed to the garrison of the arsenal. But halfway there, he brought his mount to a halt. If you look closely at the traces on the ground, at least half an hour ago, not a single warhorse has passed here. In this case, he will be able to wait for the person he is waiting for.

When the last bit of sunlight was about to disappear at the end of the sand, the sound of horses' hooves kept running.

He let his horse fly sideways, in the middle of the sand road, and then closed his eyes to recuperate. It was as if it was the first time that God had let everything flow through his palm in a calm and orderly manner according to his wishes, and he would never miss everything out like he did when he was a child, and she would hold them tightly appropriately.

Of course he knew the people who came, and now their most straightforward relationship was that of enemies. So when that person also saw his presence, even that person's mount rushed straight at him with anger. Once again, the boy remembered how he would have reacted to the sound of horses' hooves that had not stopped for a moment if he had not experienced the horrors of his aunt's dungeon? And now. He and the horse on which he sat did not even move. Before, this guy had been spinning around in the sand, probably looking for fresh sand to smell it, but now in the face of the overwhelming sound of hooves, the beast also raised its neck and screamed in ashes.

The four questions, which had been rushing towards him, finally stopped at the last moment, when they were close to his nose. The horse roared, bound by the tight reins, and could only raise its hooves loudly as it retreated! Countless yellow sand spewed up with the wind current, and sprinkled all around him, and struck him on the cheeks, but he could not remember that he had ever closed his eyes, and he hated any cowardice at any time, and it was because of those cowardices that he had once been like a dog.

"Are you holding me back, on your own?" the Khan's cousin snarled at him, but the hoarseness was audible in his voice. Presumably not long before, he had knelt in front of the Khan, crying hoarse for his life. The boy knew best what the Khan's cousin would have experienced at that time, for not so long ago it had been his daily routine! Comparatively, he was beaten more as a child. He raised his smile slightly, what kind of torture instrument was that? Aunt waved the thing and hit it on the palm of his hand until the blood burst out, and it didn't stop for a moment. Well, as he remembered, it was very light, just tassels made of some rope, but inside that thing, there were several silver needles hidden. In the past, he had always wanted to forget that terrible experience, but now, it reminded him all the time, he must remember the pain at that time, the cry of flesh and blood when he pricked it.

There was yellow grit, which was blown on the boy's face, but he just smiled, as if it was the gentlest touch, "The feeling of being misunderstood, so it is." I waited here all afternoon, just to give the general a lease of life. But why did the general understand it so biased? Could it be my smile? Because it was so beautiful, was it seen by the general as a disguise or a deception? ”

Khan's cousin, with those eyes, still full of spirit, looked at him as if he didn't know him anymore, "What are you doing standing here? Haven't you had enough of your aunt's lessons? I heard that she sent you to the dungeon to let you taste the bitterness and bitterness of this world, she is really good to you, all the tastes of this world, she wants you to taste them, as if she has not given up any of them." But now, has she let you out again?"

The nephew of the Da Yan clan smiled, "What should I do? People who laugh at others should live in the envy of others, but I, someone else, will be envious of the general for a while, and sympathetic for a while, but how can I get it?"

Brother Khan heard the boy's words, and the yin and yang in his words were weird, but now he didn't have time to worry about these things with him, he was going to meet those people in the arsenal, and maybe he would throw a golden tablet made of pure gold on the heads of those people, so that they could remember the past and offend him, "You go away quickly, those nonsense, when I have time, I will reason with you clearly." ”

The young man raised his head and looked at the man who insisted on sending him to death, "I have been waiting for you here for a good afternoon, and what I am about to say cannot be just a few words that make you harsh." ”

"So, why put the worst words at the end, if you say them as soon as you come up, I've listened to them all! I mean, people with poor qualifications, not very suitable for throwing bricks! When I have time to hear, of course it will make you look good. She won't help you, haven't you learned it well? Your aunt hates you no less than she hates your mother. "Khan's cousin, take up your whip and want to go!

The boy shifted his steps and stood in front of the horse's head, "That's a coincidence, now the Khan hates you no less than he hates me." ”

The smile on Cousin Khan's face froze suddenly, "What exactly do you want to say?"

"Don't follow what the Khan taught you, go and tell the people in the arsenal, it's very windy here, you should blow your brain cold, now at this time, you go and show off your power with them, you won't get any benefit, even if the Khan himself comes, he will be polite to them. It's time for the general to think about why the Khan would let you do the opposite. The young man's gaze was sandwiched into an arc, like the eyes of a fox as mentioned in the book, "It's not that the general's heart doesn't think of this possibility at all, it's just that the general doesn't want to believe that the Khan is really so ruthless! But there is another thing, I have to remind the general, I and the general are just relatives of the Khan and the Great Clan." He is more than us, and less is not much of us......