Wen Xiuru chuckled and said, "Maybe."

"Junior brothers, don't worry, I'm fine, just a minor injury."

Bai Wangyu looked at the concerned expressions of the junior disciples in front of him, a touch of emotion flashed in his eyes, and he comforted.

"It's okay, senior brother."

When the Confucian disciples heard this, they felt a little relieved.

"Professor Li, what's wrong with you? Why are you covered in blood?"

At this time, Chang Yu noticed something strange about Li Ziye beside him and asked curiously.

"Haha, I'll kill someone."

Li Ziye responded calmly.

Chang Yu and others all looked stunned. Kill someone? Who?

Li Ziye ignored these big pig hooves and walked towards his felt tent with an unhappy look on his face.

These Confucian disciples are not cute at all!

Behind him, Wen Xiuru immediately stepped up to follow him, with a smile on his face. He would never be bored for a moment next to Brother Li.

"I'll go back and change my clothes first. When Fa Ru and the teachers come back, you can go back and rest early."

Bai Wangyu warned and quickly followed.

Under the felt tent, the three of them took off their blood-stained clothes and lay side by side on the bed, looking at the roof of the tent. After running around for a day, they finally took a rest.

"Brother Li, thank you very much." After a while, Bai Wangyu spoke first and said softly.

"Thank you for what?"

Li Ziye said casually, "We are all brothers who slept together."

Bai Wangyu, "..."

Wen Xiuru, "..."

In such a good atmosphere, Li Ziye's words left no feeling at all.

"Brother Li really deserves the most credit for what happened today. Otherwise, senior brother would have suffered the loss of being dumb and helplessly watched Ao Qiong go free." Wen Xiuru said truthfully.

"Little things."

Li Ziye responded, "I was already unhappy with that kid. If Lord Helian hadn't been there, I would have kept my word and chopped him up alive."

"That's enough."

Wen Xiuru smiled and said, "By the way, the dagger that Brother Li used at that time was the fish intestine sword, right?"

"This?"

Li Ziye took out the Fish Gut Sword with a swish sound, made two gestures, and said.

On both sides, Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru saw the dagger that the former had pulled out from nowhere. It was so bright and scary that they couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines.

Does this kid carry this fish intestine sword while sleeping?

The Fish Gut Sword is famous all over the world for its sharpness. Isn't this guy afraid of punching a hole in his body if he turns over?

"Brother Li, put it away. The place here is small, don't hurt yourself."

Wen Xiuru said with a cold sweat, he couldn't trust this unreliable guy, he was hurting himself, and he and his senior brother were hurt, where could they go to reason?

"What are you afraid of? I sleep with it in my arms every day."

Li Ziye made two more gestures, then put it away and said, "This Fish Intestine Sword was originally used to bribe Lao Qin to become her master. Later, when Lao Qin went to the Confucian School to ask for medicine, he used the Fish Intestine Sword.

I stayed at Li Mansion, so I took the opportunity to

I brought it to the capital. Anyway, Master Fairy didn't ask for it, so I kept it with me for self-defense. If anyone got upset, I'd give him a knife. Not to mention, this thing is really sharp. When I stabbed Ao Qiong today,

It feels great.”

Bai Wangyu and Wen Xiuru couldn't help but break into a cold sweat after listening to the former's words.

I'm so lucky that they are friends with this guy, otherwise, he would have been stabbed by this fish-gut sword, and a hole would have been left even if he didn't die.

While the three of them were chatting, outside, Faru, Lord Helian and others also came back one after another. The atmosphere seemed ordinary, neither happy nor tense.

In short, in two words, it's okay.

"Where is your senior brother?"

Fa Ru looked at the Confucian disciples who were still waiting outside and asked.

"I've gone back to my account to rest."

Chang Yu replied.

"Well, that's good. You should rest early and prepare to set off tomorrow to continue heading north."

Faru said something and immediately walked back to his felt tent.

The next day, at dawn, the Confucian disciples got up and gathered to prepare to leave.

"Fa Ru, are you leaving in such a hurry? Why don't you stay a few more days?" Lord Helian walked over quickly and said coyly.

"The war in the north is urgent and cannot be delayed any longer. I would like to thank you for your hospitality during these two days," Fa Ru said calmly.

The two old guys were pretending to be cowardly. Not far away, Helian Lanruo looked at the young man in white robes in front of him, tears looming in his eyes, and said, "Mr. Bai, can't we really stay for a few more days?"

Bai Wangyu shook his head gently and said, "Princess, please forgive me, I have a mission and must leave."

"But the injury on your arm hasn't healed yet!" Helian Lanruo said anxiously.

"We can only recover from our injuries while traveling. Moreover, the Master of Confucianism said that the Tantai tribe has a magical medicine for treating trauma. It just so happens that we have to pass there," Bai Wangyu responded.

"Tantai tribe?"

When Helian Lanruo heard the word "Tantai", his face suddenly became unhappy.

Her Helian tribe has always been at odds with the neighboring Tantai tribe to the north.

Especially after the Tantai woman came to power, the Tantai people's foreign policy became more and more tough, and the friction between the two tribes increased.

"People from the Confucian sect should be coming, right?"

To the north, from the Tantai tribe, a woman wearing a blue fur robe and unusually beautiful eyes stood quietly in front of the tent, looking south, and said softly.

"I heard that we have already set off."

Behind him, a young general nodded in response.

"Get ready to welcome guests. We can't let distinguished guests from far away say that we Tantai people don't understand etiquette."

Tantai Jingyue said calmly.

"yes!"

The young general accepted the order and immediately turned around and left.

"Confucianism."

In front of the tent, Tantai Jingyue murmured softly, with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

The Confucian leader was indeed powerful. He first asked the disciples of the Confucian sect to go north to help the Eight Tribes of Mobei resist the monsters. This gave Mobei hope and at the same time gave up the idea of ​​the Eight Tribes of Mobei going south.

However, the eight tribes from Mobei are heading south, which is a general trend, and even the Confucian leader cannot stop it.

However, before that, she didn't mind dealing with people from the Confucian sect first.
Chapter completed!