It was dark at night, and that muffled snort made everyone think that it was Samba, and everyone thought that the prince had killed Samba.

But they saw Samba take two steps back and stand firmly, as if nothing had happened, and they saw clearly that the prince's hand holding the knife had not been put down.

King Zuo Xian said incredulously: "Meng Kun, you, you, dare to ......"

Meng Kun frowned deeply and said in a low voice: "Lord Wang, not only do you want to live, we also want to live, and our family also wants to live!" ”

Only then did everyone see clearly that Meng Kun was holding a long boning knife in his hand, and the boning knife had pierced deeply into the back of the prince and pierced out of the abdomen.

With such an injury, even if the gods come, it is difficult to save it!

Meng Kun actually killed the prince with one sword! Well, although the prince is not dead, he is dead.

Everyone was as silent as death, Meng Kun frowned deeply, and slowly pulled out the boning knife, bleeding profusely.

King Zuo Xian staggered and turned around, using all his strength to slash at Meng Kun, and Meng Kunmo then took a step back, and King Zuo Xian's knife slashed at the vacant.

The knife used all the strength of his body, and as the blood flowed out in large quantities, his vitality was passing rapidly.

Cutting this knife empty, he didn't have the strength to cut anymore, and even stood unsteadily and staggered to kneel on the ground, he raised his head with difficulty, looked at the people who stood in a daze and said with endless hatred: "Kill, kill him, kill him......"

Although he covered his wounds hard, the blood could not stop flowing, and he fell to the ground on his knees, gradually losing his breath.

But his eyes were wide open, because he wanted to see Monkun hacked to death, and he hoped that the rest of the guards would avenge him.

But no one moved, and everyone stood there, letting the north wind blow the snowflakes on their faces.

King Zuoxian, who fell to the ground, no longer moved, and the dead could no longer die, and someone woke up like a dream, and stammered: "Meng Kun, you, you killed the prince!" ”

Meng Kun frowned deeply and said, "Yes, I killed the prince!" It is not shameful to become a king and defeat a king, but after all, the prince is a descendant of the golden family, how can he go to the temple to survive and steal his life! ”

"Let's abandon our wives and follow the prince out, but what did the prince do to us? In that case, why are we following the prince? ”

Samba strode to Meng Kun's side and said loudly: "Is such a prince worthy of our abandonment of his wife's follow?" Do you want to go to the temple and be the lackeys of the temple? ”

Someone sighed: "But, the prince is the prince after all!" ”

Meng Kun said in a deep voice: "I killed the person, it has nothing to do with you, you don't need to feel guilty, the head of the prince will return to the royal court, we don't have to die, and the whole family doesn't have to die!" If someone doesn't want to go back, here are the treasures of the prince, and leaving after dividing them is enough for him to be glorious and rich for a lifetime! ”

"I'm also looking for a way out for our big guys, and a way for our family. Of course, if you want to avenge the prince, then let the horse come, and I won't kill you!" ”

Samba raised his voice and said: "What Meng Kun said is right, he is also looking for a way for our group and the family, if there are really people who can't think of it and want to avenge the prince, then let the horse come, and if you want to find Meng Kun to take revenge, pass my Samba first!" ”

Samba was originally Meng Kun's person, and now that Meng Kun killed King Zuo Xian and saved his life, he was very grateful, so he fought hard to protect Meng Kun.

It doesn't matter if he dies, as long as Meng Kun returns to the royal court alive with the head of King Zuoxian, then his family doesn't have to die!

Samba drew his scimitar and stood in front of Monkun, in a desperate posture that whoever wanted to come up would fight with him.

Although Meng Kun was still frowning deeply, he was not too worried in his heart. After all, who doesn't want to live? Who doesn't want to keep a family alive?

If they were allowed to kill the prince, they might not be able to do it, but now that the prince is dead, how many people are willing to give up their lives and give up the lives of their families to avenge the prince?

Meng Kun frowned deeply not because he was afraid that someone would rush up to take revenge, but he was also a little uncomfortable in his heart, after all, he had followed the prince for most of his life, and he had always been loyal and diligent, but now he killed the prince with his own hands, how could he not feel it.

Samba stood in front of Monkun with a scimitar, staring at everyone a little nervously, but no one stepped forward, and everyone fell into an eerie silence again.

Just as Meng Kun thought, if they wanted to kill the prince, they might not be able to make up their minds, but now that the prince was dead, they felt a sense of relief.

On the one hand, he is loyal to the prince, and on the other hand, his own life and the life of the family, which is more important?

Fortunately, now that the prince is dead, not only can they save their lives, but even their families can save their lives.

After a while, they finally recovered from their shock. Since the prince is dead, and he was killed by his own people, in exchange for the lives of everyone and the family, how can he take revenge?

Someone muttered: "Speaking of which, we are worthy of the prince over the years, and Meng Kun can be regarded as saving the lives of everyone's family!" ”

In that case, there is no further ado. Everyone is also a brother, as Meng Kun said, those who are willing to return to the royal court will follow back to the royal court, there is the head of the prince, I believe that the new Khan King will also forgive our sins. ”

"If some brothers don't want to go back to the royal court, then pick two of the prince's treasures and leave the grassland to live a prosperous life!"

This man was also the head of the guard, like Monkun, and was very prestigious, and after he said it, no one objected. In fact, most people think so in their hearts, of course the prince must be loyal to the prince if he is not dead.

Since the prince is dead, people can't be resurrected after death, so let's save the lives of myself and my family!

Samba breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and put away the scimitar in his hand. Meng Kun said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, it is decided, which brothers don't want to go back to the royal court, then go to the prince's treasure and pick two pieces!" ”

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, no one answered, and they didn't go to the treasures of King Zuoxian.

After a long time, no one came out, and Meng Kun was not surprised, after all, everyone's family was still on the grassland, if anyone took the treasure and left, wouldn't it be ignoring his wife and children?

Moreover, the snow is falling heavily, and the materials are in short supply, even if you want to get out of the grassland with the treasure, it is a life of death.

Meng Kun said in a deep voice: "Okay, since you didn't go to get the treasure, then everyone is willing to return to the royal court together." ”