He thought to himself: "I have regarded him as my student for more than ten years, but I have almost forgotten that he is also my king." Barda, Ah, Barda! You must not lose the courtesy of a monarch because of this! ”

Although I think like this in my heart, I can't help but be disappointed. Therefore, he hated Zhang Lin and Liu Ruoming even more.

Then he said lightly: "Back to the king, the minister was distracted for a while, obviously he was overly worried, and he really deserved to die." ”

"When the minister went to Beijing this time, he heard that the people of the capital were complaining, saying that the king was addicted to alcohol and that the officials of the court and China did not take care of political affairs. Stealing and fighting on the street is even more commonplace. In my opinion, the Central Plains Dynasty has run out of energy. The minister asked the king to give an order to send troops to the Central Plains region to win a rich land suitable for the Qishui tribe to live in! ”

The king hesitated slightly, pondered for a moment, and only asked, "Is this true?" ”

"Back to the king, the minister's words cannot be falsified."

When the king heard this, he just nodded, but did not comment much.

"I didn't expect that the dog emperor would be mediocre, but I didn't want the available officials in the court to be gone, which is really happy!"

Barda turned his head to look, but it was Zhang Lin who spoke. He saw that everyone was looking at him, and glanced at the confused look in Barda's eyes, with a slight mockery in his eyes, and hooked the corners of his mouth: "When I came to your ministry from Beijing, the Dog Emperor only dismissed the talented ministers in the court again and again, but he didn't know that he had fallen into such a field at this moment. ”

The king naturally wished, but for a while he was not sure whether he was going to go to war with the Central Plains.

Qishui in the northwest and the Central Plains have always been on good terms. For hundreds of years, there have been exchanges. If there is a war this time, the friendship accumulated over the past hundred years will be countless.

Defeated, the people of the Qishui tribe will be able to get rid of this cold, hot, and capricious Great Northwest; If the battle is defeated, the Qishui tribe will face a catastrophe.

This decision had to be made carefully.

When Barda saw that the king was contemplative, he did not speak.

The hall was very quiet, and the three of Barda and Zhang Lin were patiently waiting for the king's reply, and they had nothing to say for a while.

Barda hates Zhang Lin very much, but he doesn't hate Liu Ruoming very much. Therefore, he only turned his face to the other side, and did not look at the two of them.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of small footsteps, and the king was immersed in deep thought, and he did not even notice it; The three of Barda had nothing to do, and when they heard the footsteps, they were all curious, and they turned their heads together to look.

But it was a small guard, with a bamboo tube in his hand, and walked quickly into the house.

There was a hint of surprise in Barda's eyes—the guard was young, as if he was only twenty-three or fourteen years old. Although he walked in a hurry, his steps were staggered, and it was obvious that his internal strength was very deep.

Barda was puzzled. He has been in the Qishui tribe for many years, and he doesn't know what heroes and heroes there are in the tribe. But like this guard, so young but quite skilled, he had never known among the guards.

Just as he was about to open his eyes wide to examine the guard's appearance, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Liu Ruoming and Zhang Lin with a happy face, and the light in their eyes flashed.

Barda was stunned, and when he looked at it again, it was gone. He thought he was dazzled, but he was shocked.

The guard came in and saw the four people in the hall, but he didn't salute the king, but walked straight towards Zhang Lin and Liu Ruoming, and handed the bamboo tube in his hand to Liu Ruoming.

Barda sat face to face with Zhang and Liu at this moment, and he couldn't see what the two of them were doing with the guard. There was a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart, and he wanted to see what the three of them were comparing to at the moment, but he always felt that it was inappropriate.

While he was suffering, the guard seemed to be talking to Zhang and Liu, and walked towards Barda.

Barda was stunned, and while secretly concentrating on his guard, he looked at the young guard carefully.

But seeing his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, straight nose and thin lips, he looked like a young man in the Central Plains. Balda knew in his heart, it turned out to be someone brought by Zhang Lin and Liu Ruoming, but for some reason he was dressed as a guard, which was really strange.

The young guard came silently, saluted Barda, and was about to go out.

Barda's curiosity was aroused for a moment, remembering the rhythm of his walking, and the young people of the entire Qishui tribe gathered together, and I was afraid that they could not find a few people with his skills. Then you have to be tempted.

At that moment, he grabbed the sleeve of the young man's shirt, and a wave of energy slowly teleported along the sleeve.

Barda was very careful and slow at first, for fear that he would lose his eyes and injure the boy by mistake. Hence the reservations.

The young man was caught by his sleeve coldly, and his heart was shocked, but he couldn't see any expression on his face, and he was cold.

A pair of dark eyes stared straight at Barda's hand on his sleeve, and Barda was startled, and suddenly felt that those two gazes were like flames, burning his arm with pain.

Hurriedly let go of his hand, and the young man saluted again, clenched his fists and left.

The rise and fall of such a rabbit is only a matter of moments. But at this moment, Barda had already measured the strength of the young man.

Although Barda had never been able to fight him, he was sure that the young man's strength was definitely above him, and he would definitely not be the boy's opponent.

Barda didn't want to look at Zhang on the other side again, what was strange in the bamboo tube of the two Liu, and only thought in his heart: "If I fight that young man, I don't know how many moves I can be defeated by him?" ”

A thought came to my heart: "That young man's internal strength is far more powerful than me, but I don't know what kind of martial arts he has learned?" That's it, he is so young, he has such a strong internal force, and naturally the martial arts he has learned will not be mediocre. I'm afraid I'm going to lose in three rounds. ”

Thinking of this, I felt depressed in my heart. I can't help but think of Laer, the first warrior of Qishui, but I don't know how he compares to this young man?

Barda felt uneasy, but suddenly a little excited. His heart moved: "Why don't I let them officially compare each other?" That's better than me meditating here a hundred times over. ”

In a flash, a clever plan took shape in my heart. Barda's eyes lit up, and his heart was full of anticipation.

Suddenly, I heard the king speak: "I thought about it for a while, and I think that what Barda said is right, the reason why the Qishui tribe cannot prosper is because of the constraints of this great northwest terrain and climate. Now that the Central Plains Imperial Court has exhausted its qi, my Qishui tribe is the first to bear the brunt, and I should act for the heavens and eliminate the faint monarch! ”

The words were eloquent and loud. Barda was thinking to himself about the young guard and Lal battling each other.