"Huh?" Abao, who was sitting in the chariot and was discussing with Yu Mu about which poisonous long snake is the most delicious, snorted lightly. ≤≤Xiao≤ said, squinted his eyes and glanced at the human warriors surrounding the chariot, then smiled, shook his head, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Manman jumped up in anger, stood on the shaft of the car, pointing at the soldiers and scolded: "Who do you think is the 'little shit'?"

Manman was just angry that someone scolded Ji Hao, and Taisi was the same. He didn't understand the seriousness of the matter and said in a daze: "Isn't it? It's not good to curse people!"

Shao Si stood up expressionlessly, his eyes looked at the crowd like a knife. He didn't know what Zhu Longgui had taught her and Taisi. At this moment, Shao Si's eyes were as solid as it was, as if two sharp blades made of thousands of years of black ice were straight through the heart. The soldiers did not dare to confront her, and turned their heads one after another, and their faces became a little unnatural.

Yumu and Feng Xing also stood up, their faces becoming extremely ugly.

Manman and Taisi don’t understand the weirdness here, but they have been practicing in the Witch Palace for a long time and deeply understand the subtlety of the things in front of them. These heavy armored warriors are Ji Hao’s subordinates. Now they should all follow Ji Hao’s orders, but they actually dare to curse Ji Hao, which is very wrong.

"Whoever says, get out!" Ji Hao carried his hands behind his back, and the golden crow's flame robe suddenly released a large piece of flame. The golden crow's 'gagging' sound was deafening. His eyes sprayed out flames about a foot long, and he looked at the heavy armored warrior standing in the crowd and spoke in a swearing.

The soldiers felt a chill in their hearts, but soon they felt ashamed that they were the warriors who crawled out of the sea of ​​blood in Akasaka Mountain. How could they be scared by Ji Hao, a little guy who was in his teens and didn't know if his hair was growing?

"I said!" The soldier burped, pulled out the long sword from his waist, and gestured fiercely to Ji Hao: "Ji Hao baby, you just rely on Si Wen's favor and asked you to take the old man to escort these dead bastards back to Puyang. You are not the elder of our Mo Yuan tribe, nor the chief of our Mo Yuan tribe, nor the great warrior of our Mo Yuan tribe. Why do you point fingers at us?"

Another heavy armored warrior jumped out, and the alcohol was already burning their minds. He pointed at Ji Hao and said with a smile: "We men are in Akasaka Mountain, fighting with each sword. Look at the armor and weapons on our bodies, they are all earned back by our men!"

After burping, the soldier pointed at Ji Hao and smiled, "You little kids, probably haven't seen blood? Ha, why do you ride on our heads and act like a blessing?"

He kicked the wheel of the chariot. The soldier turned around and smiled at the tribe members, "Look, it's so hard for us to ride on the mount along the way. Don't feel too comfortable when they sit on the chariot! Why should they take the chariot and why should they instruct us?"

The soldiers who had just cut down a large group of slaves and servants walked back with blood all over. He stood in front of Ji Hao with his head held high and his chest, and shook the blood from the sword carelessly.

"Ji Hao baby, in terms of age, we are all enough to be your father. You are young and ignorant. These poor men. Don't be polite to them. They want to make trouble, just beat them to death." The soldier raised his head and looked at Ji Hao and sneered: "Where are you, as long as you can return to Puyang safely... As for what happened along the way, if you don't understand, don't interrupt!"

Ji Hao looked back at the north side. It had been three or five days since he left Akasaka Mountain. These guys felt that they had left Si Wenming's influence. Did all the thoughts in their hearts be exposed?

Looking at these red-faced warriors, Ji Hao said in a cold voice: "Thinking that you have fought your life in Akasaka Mountain... I just want to warn you that these servants and slaves are the spoils of the big guys. If you add a little punishment, don't go too far."

The crowd obviously didn't take Ji Hao's words to heart. They laughed loudly, and simply threw down the chariot where Ji Hao and the others were, and rode their own mounts and scattered them.

Ji Hao was speechless. He sat back on his seat and smiled bitterly to his companions: "There will be no peace along the way. Shaosi. How many servants and slaves are we responsible for escorting?"

Shao Si frowned, took out a piece of animal skin and glanced at it, then applied it to the skin with a charcoal pen.

After blowing the toner left by the charcoal brush, Shaosi said coldly: "The servants were 8,432, and the servants were 34,593, and the servants were sent by foreign races. The slaves were 53,278, and the slaves were 31,477. Just now, the servants were killed, and five were crippled; the slaves were killed. "

After looking at the warriors who were waving their wine bags and running away, Shaosi's voice became extremely cold: "Just kill a few to establish their authority. These people will not have awe if they don't suffer a little."

Manman waved two hammers and looked at Ji Hao with a gaze. She had only figured out some things at this time, knowing that these soldiers seemed to have great dissatisfaction and malice towards Ji Hao and her group. So she was happy to use the hammer to teach these guys a lesson!

Ji Hao was silent for a while, jumped to the shaft of the chariot, grabbed the reins and whip, and drove the chariot to continue moving forward.

These guys, even the driver of the chariot, have slipped away. Now Ji Hao can only drive the chariot himself. Fortunately, this job is not difficult.

After driving forward in the carriage for a while, Ji Hao said lightly: "If you can do nothing, don't do anything. They are human warriors... And this time, Uncle Wenming and others have a headache, so we should not cause trouble for them. Just return to Puyang safely."

After walking south along the stone road created by witchcraft for a long time, a large group of people camped on the side of the road after nightfall.

At first glance, along the straight stone slab leading to Puyang, countless bonfires were burning, and countless human warriors responsible for escorting servants and slaves were drinking and having fun, mixed with the hysterical insults and howlings of the slaves.

Ji Hao carried a big axe and patrolled the camp. Just as he was about to return to his camp for dinner, suddenly there were crazy curses and fights coming from a place where prisoners gathered. Then the sword entered the body and the sound was clearly heard.

There was even a voice shouting wildly: "He, mom, this black ghost is really a murderer. I almost bit my fingers down! What's wrong with me playing with mom? I'm his daughter? Hey, I'm so energetic, haven't died yet? I happened to rectify it in front of him!"

A burst of laughter came, and as the figure flashed, a large group of servants jumped up and rushed towards the human warriors beside the bonfire.

The sword flashed coldly, and the sound of the body being cut off was endless. Blood sprinkled in the sky in the night, and from a distance it looked like a black fountain.
Chapter completed!