"Sir, what's going on?"

Zhang Wuji laughed and said, "These blind idiots actually fell in love with my Zhiruo. How can this be tolerated?"

Zhao Linger said: "So that's how it is."

"Then she said to Zhou Zhiruo, "You little slut, you are so beautiful, like a vixen, causing trouble for the young master."

Zhou Zhiruo said unconvincedly: "You are the vixen, and an old vixen at that."

Zhao Linger said: "Zhou Zhiruo, next time you kill someone, please pay attention to your image. Look at the corpses on the ground, each one of them is mutilated."

"It doesn't look like your Emei swordsmanship at all."

Zhou Zhiruo said: "I am willing. It's their fault that they provoked me."

"I feel sick when I see this group of people."

Zhao Linger and Zhou Zhiruo were still bickering as usual.

But Zhang Wuji winked at Yin Yewang and Wei Yixiao.

The two of them quickly rode their horses to Zhang Wuji's front.

Zhang Wuji casually pointed in a direction and said, "Twenty miles ahead, there might be a Mongolian tribe, which might be quite large. You two should move quickly and do it neatly."

Wei Yixiao quickly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry."

After receiving the order, King Yin Ye and Wei Yixiao left with their troops.

Yu Fei said: "It seems that there will be another killing today."

Then, she said to Zhang Wuji, "Master, why don't we go and join in the fun?"

Zhang Wuji said: "At most it's just a small tribe of a few thousand people."

"Yin Yewang and Wei Yixiao can kill them all in less than half an hour."

Zhou Zhiruo said: "It would be better if not a single piece of armor was left. What that Mongolian Tartar said just now was so disgusting. It almost made me die of injustice."