Shuzi said "Oh!" thoughtfully.
Then he replied coldly: "Does Beiqi have anything to do with me? Xiaohu, isn't this your territory?"
Xiaohu let out a weird laugh: "I haven't been in Jianghu for many years, and the bandits here have long forgotten who the master of this world is."
Shuzi laughed when she heard this, looked at the angry middle-aged shopkeeper and said, "My younger brother is the overlord of this side. He didn't say anything. Why should I be under your jurisdiction in Northern Qi?"
The middle-aged shopkeeper frowned, looked at Shuzi and asked, "Is it possible that the three of you are from the capital of the Turks and are from the Khan's men?"
"Khan?"
Shuzi was happy, looked at Xiaohu on the side and asked: "Is the Turkic Khan your king?"
Xiaohu shook his head and said coldly: "Not to mention the Turkic Khan, even the emperor of the previous dynasty, if he made me angry, he would kill him with one sword!"
Hearing that the three men were not the Turkic Khan's men, the shopkeeper was obviously relieved, and the expression on his face suddenly became more indifferent.
He said coldly: "This is deep in the desert, and the world belongs to the Turkic Khan, right?"
When Xiaohu heard this, he became angry and pointed at the corpse on the ground and said, "Are you an idiot? When these guys were alive, why didn't you ask them if they were afraid of the Turkic Khan?"
"Sir, I chopped them all to death, are you pretending to be a master in front of me?!"
Xiaohu hated this kind of bullying character the most. He looked at the shopkeeper in front of him and replied coldly: "I'm leaving now, you can try to stop me!"
At this moment, Shuzi had already walked over with three horses.
Looking at Xiao Hei, he shook his head and said softly: "Since you have left a message, there is no need to talk nonsense, let's go."
Arjana climbed on the horse and took a deep look at the shopkeeper who looked unhappy, and asked in a serious voice: "Are you going to the capital to see the Khan?"
The middle-aged shopkeeper looked at Ashina, who was dressed in a white robe and dressed like a young master, and replied coldly: "So what?"
"hehe!"
Asuna didn't say much, patted the horse's neck gently, and walked slowly outside the camp.
Shuzi also jumped on the horse, looked at Xiaohu and sighed: "Let's go!"
The meaning is very obvious. What reasoning do you have with these cold-blooded people who have no chivalrous heart?
Xiaohu nodded, looked at a group of caravan guys and monks and smiled: "I left a message on the ground. Our fire has not been extinguished. What are you afraid of?"
After saying that, he led the horse and slowly followed Shuzi, walking into the dark night.
When passing by the shopkeeper, Xiaohu thought for a moment and said, "If you're not a hero, don't pretend to be a hero!"
Then he laughed three times and turned away while a group of people were stunned.
"Too much!" A monk rushed out and was about to fly to block Xiaohu's way, but was grabbed by a companion beside him.
Perhaps in his opinion, his group was indeed too cold-blooded.
He was unwilling to take action when the massacre was about to happen, but when the bandits were eliminated like chopping vegetables and melons, he wanted to jump out and reason.
This is really embarrassing.
The middle-aged shopkeeper looked at the three people disappearing into the night and sighed softly. He was not afraid of Xiaohu and Shuzi.
In fact, strictly speaking, even the middle-aged shopkeeper is ignorant and fearless.
Because his cultivation level is too low, not even the Three Swordsmen of Northern Qi, and he still wants to fight against Xiaohu?
Perhaps in his eyes, Shuzi and Xiaohu were just lucky enough to kill these bandits, but they were just like ants in his eyes.
Don't you know that in Shuzi's eyes, he is not even an ant?
If he had dared to attack Shuzi before, I'm afraid he would have fallen to the ground like the bandits on the ground and died without resting in silence.
The night was long and they could only stay here until dawn.
In order to prove that the dead bandits had nothing to do with them, they did not even move the corpses of the bandits on the ground, but gathered around the fire and continued chatting.
Haishi.
The sound of horse hooves like rain broke the tranquility of the night and surrounded the caravan group.
"Shopkeeper, the bandits are coming, should we take action?" At this moment, a waiter came out of the dark night and looked at the middle-aged shopkeeper and reported.
The middle-aged shopkeeper's expression changed slightly, and he said quietly: "Don't take action yet, let's take a look and then talk."
With a rumble, the yellow sand rolled up, and a group of men in black rushed into the camp. In an instant, someone discovered the body on the ground.
Someone exclaimed: "Our brother is dead!"
Someone else shouted: "Boss, there are words here, come and take a look!"
"Let me go, this guy is from Tianshan, he is looking for death!" The bandits were angry after seeing clearly the words Xiaohu left on the ground.
Seeing no movement, the caravan sitting around the fire started to buzz, and the bandits gathered around them.
A monk in black, about forty years old, with a cold face and a long sword hanging on his waist, walked towards the middle-aged shopkeeper beside the fire.
Quietly asked: "Did you kill our people?"
Just when a group of guys were about to go berserk, the shopkeeper raised his hand to stop them.
He immediately glanced at the bandits around him and replied coldly: "There is a message on the ground. Their fire has not been extinguished. Why do you say that we killed the people?"
A man in black came over behind the bandit boss, looked at him and said: "Our people once made a fire here, and three other guys have left."
"They left less than a quarter of an hour ago. If you are fast enough, you can still catch up."
The manager of the caravan pointed in the direction where Xiaohu and the other three were leaving in the dark night, and said quietly: "Do you think we will kill your people?"
In fact, he really wanted to say, I have long wanted to kill you bandits with a knife.
If it weren't for the fact that this is a desert, where would you be allowed to run wild here? !
"Boss, there are horse hoof marks here. The three of them left not long ago!" Another voice sounded in the dark night.
"Fourth brother, you and half of the troops must capture those three people!"
The bandit leader, who originally had a gloomy look on his face but was now even more twisted, said coldly: "I'll wait for you here!"
"Yes!" The man in black, whom he called Fourth, respectfully accepted the order.
He turned around and roared: "Brothers, set off with me to chase those three guys!"
For a moment, horseshoes rained like rain, and yellow sand flew into the air. Dozens of bandits got on their horses and galloped away in the direction where Xiaohu and the others disappeared.
Now that the prey has escaped, they can no longer hesitate.
They must be captured, not to mention sixteen bandits died in one day.
Watching their companions gradually chasing away into the night, the remaining bandits surrounded the caravan. At first glance, there were more people than there were in the caravan.
There must be at least fifty people. It seems that the bandits are out in full force tonight.
However, the caravan manager showed no fear. He looked at the gloomy and murderous bandit leader and said, "What, you want to fight with me?"
"Isn't it possible?" Before his boss could say anything, a guy behind him said coldly: "This is our territory."
"Really? I think I need to ask the Turkic Khan!"
The shopkeeper waved his hand and heard a whirring sound in the dark night.
I saw the two men and monks beside the fire raising their arrows and aiming at the dark bandits in front of them.
One person has two swords, and he can shoot more than sixty arrows at the same time!
At this time, the bandits obviously did not expect that the other party was already prepared, and all the iron arrows on the side were already on the string!
"Are you trying to challenge us?"
The bandit leader's face became even colder, as if he was about to chop him out in the next moment.
"What do you think?"
The owner of the caravan also replied with a cold voice: "The fact that we didn't take action before does not mean that we are afraid of you bandits, but that we have more important things to do!"
"This is deep in the desert, what do you want to do?"
The bandit leader was angry and said fiercely: "Except for the Khan, this is our world. No one can get around our brothers!"
In his opinion, the caravan in front of him only consisted of more than thirty people. Even if he did not take action now, he would wait until the companions who went after those three people returned.
One hundred people versus thirty people, no matter what, there are three carriages in front of them, maybe a little fatter than the young masters in the capital.
On such nights, they made a fortune.
The shopkeeper looked at him and smiled coldly: "I know what you are planning. These gifts are all for Khan Mugan. If you have the guts, just grab them!"
"I believe that in less than half a month, there will be no place for you in the entire desert!"
The caravan manager stepped forward and said, "Because we are the Khan's guests, do you dare to take action?"
For a time, the two sides were at war with each other, and they were only a breath away from clashing their guns. Neither side had the slightest intention of giving in.
Until the bandit leader came to his senses and thought of the biggest king in the desert, he suddenly became afraid.
Even so, he still replied stiffly: "As long as I kill you all, who knows that we are responsible for this?"
"Unless you kill those three people from before!"
The caravan manager said quietly: "One of the three people is a disciple of a noble family in the capital. He already knows that our group comes from the Imperial City of Northern Qi!"
"I can kill him too!" The bandit leader drew out his knife with a sound and was about to take action.
"hehe!"
The caravan manager smiled and said with a cold smile: "You can sit here and wait until dawn to see if they can come back here?"
The words of the caravan manager really shocked the bandit leader. If the troops he sent could not bring back the three people who escaped before...
He didn't dare to think about it.
However, in the current situation, he did not dare to send troops to chase the guy before. If the troops from Northern Qi in front of him took action, wouldn't he be wiped out overnight?
The moment his opponent took out his weapon, he could tell something was wrong!
With such uniform equipment and such neat movements, only a well-trained army can have such speed and courage.
He really didn't have much confidence in who would die and who would live if he really took action before him.
Not to mention him, even the manager of the caravan did not dare to move. If his formation was disrupted, if he dared to leave with people, he would eventually become the prey of these guys.
After all, they are not familiar with the terrain of the desert. Where are these bandits' opponents?
After much deliberation, only the sword and gun are the safest.
Just when the two were in a stalemate, one of the guys in the caravan said something stubbornly: "I advise you to chase your companions quickly."
"If it's too late, none of our companions will be able to come back. That kid is a lunatic."
Thinking of Xiaohu's appearance, the man said coldly: "He is not afraid of anyone. He says that he is the biggest king in the desert. Believe it or not!"
The caravan manager sighed secretly, thinking that these words could only be said by his subordinates.
Otherwise, the guy in front of me wouldn't believe it anyway.
Seeing that this stalemate cannot be broken, the bandits dare not divide their troops and they dare not go on the road. What should we do if this situation continues?
The expression on the bandit leader's face changed again and again, and he finally made a decision in his heart. He shouted coldly: "Everyone mount up and catch up. We can't let them ruin our important event!"
In the blink of an eye, the bandits in black jumped on their horses and chased like a tide in the direction where Xiaohu and the others disappeared.
Only then did the caravan manager reach out and wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
He murmured to himself: "What a risk!"
