There was half a person's distance between Yundan Khan and Hesa. Su Yumo had a slender body, and he shrank his shoulders and squeezed through the gap between them.
The flying hair brushed across Hesa's arms, and the wolf's fangs shook.
The two people standing there were so focused on the ornament that no one expected a little mouse to suddenly appear.
One person wanted to finish his task quickly so that he could go back early. Why did an astrologer like him live a wandering life?
One man wanted to wear wolf fangs, walk at the front of the team, and tell everyone that he was the master of this grassland.
After all, he was a martial artist, so his hands reacted before his brain could make a judgment.
Unfortunately, King Yundan Khan only caught a piece of air that was blown away by the corner of his robe.
The solemn succession ceremony was disrupted, and no one expected it.
Someone with sharp eyes aimed at the person rushing out and drew his sword to throw it.
Hesa was so frightened by the figure passing by that his face changed. He loosened his hands and the rope fell perfectly on the neck of King Yundan Khan.
He had gone through the ritual process in his mind countless times, but it was interrupted at the first step, and anger filled his mind.
He didn't feel the warmth on his neck, and he could no longer maintain his calm.
Damn it, he shouldn't have let her go.
He wants to kill someone.
King Yundan Khan turned around and tried to grab Su Yumo, when suddenly he heard the whistling sound of a sharp blade piercing the air.
He couldn't move forward and watched Su Yumo run to the box. His back teeth ached and he grabbed Hesa's sleeve and dodged.
Several long knives were intercepted by the people on the opposite side.
Hesa has been dealing with celestial phenomena all year round, and it was already good enough for him to be able to run a few steps. When he was pulled by someone, he stepped on his robe in a panic and fell to the ground with his belly facing down.
"Great Khan, you can't just leave like this?"
"Great Khan, why don't you say a few words before you leave."
"Khan, if you have anything else to say, please tell me."
Su Yumo leaned on Stu's wooden box, crying and sobbing, with half of his white and tender arms shaking back and forth.
Defeat magic with magic.
She can also make things up.
Bamur was standing in the first row, facing Su Yumo at the moment. Seeing that the situation was not good, he didn't have time to think too much. He pulled a companion over, stepped on his shoulders to gain leverage, flew into the air, and slashed down with a knife in the air.
Su Yumo looked up at the person in the air, the sharp edge of the long sword reflected in his tear-filled eyes, and he sat down on the ground in panic.
Standing up and running was no longer possible.
She made an astonishing move, lying on the ground, holding her head with her hands and rolling over.
At this moment, there was a loud bang, and the lid of the wooden box flew up and split into two halves in the air, one half of which hit the person in the air.
A man jumped up and landed smoothly. He hadn't breathed fresh air for too long and felt dizzy. Stu simply sat cross-legged on the ground to recover his strength.
A man vomited blood and fell vertically to the ground with a bang, like a falling meteor, creating a hole.
In the eastern sky, orange and red tear through the dark blue, and the heat can't wait to see all things in the world again.
The people around quickly split into two groups. One group drew out a knife and put it on the neck of the person next to them, while at the same time removing the weapon from the other person's waist and taking it for themselves.
The expressions of the other group of people changed. They took half a step forward, but were forced back by the silver-shining sharp blades. Their weapons fell into the hands of others, leaving them empty-handed.
A few others looked bewildered and at a loss, their vocal cords seeming to freeze as the lids burst.
Is the Khan faking his death?
Abru was among them. He stared at the person in front of him motionlessly, and he saw the whole process of Stu coming out just now.
It didn't surprise others, but it was more novel.
He believed that he was not dead.
As expected of him, the Great Khan, bringing the dead back to life is a piece of cake for him.
His mind and eyes were filled with the smooth profile of the person in front of him, and he was completely unaware that the situation had been reversed in that instant.
"Hazards, long time no see."
Although he was speaking to Hazzas, his attention was on a fluttering figure in his peripheral vision, with a pair of bright red feet kicking forward as nimbly as a rabbit.
Not until she completely disappeared from his sight did Stu look squarely at the person in front of him whom he once regarded as his father.
Nastu no longer called him Khan. When the swords met, there were no longer uncles and nephews, no monarchs and subjects, only winners and losers.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Hazzas shouted in shock.
He had touched every inch of Nastu's body, and his heart meridians were all severed, so there was no possibility of survival.
He doesn't believe in reincarnation or resurrection of the dead.
He is also the one who is to be reincarnated.
Hazzas's eyes were wide open, his long sword was drawn, and he was in a defensive posture.
Hesa on the ground didn't react much when he saw the person coming back to life. He supported himself on all fours and crawled out of the encirclement. He didn't want to get involved in their affairs.
As soon as I climbed out, I met a fellow traveler. We smiled at each other, bent down, squeezed through the crowd, and hid in the tent.
"The Khan has returned."
Cheers rang out from all directions and everyone was extremely excited.
They did not agree with this plan from the beginning. If Hazzas wanted to rebel, he could just challenge his people and fight them directly.
It's a waste of time to go through so much trouble to fake his death.
But he is Nastu, the one they swear allegiance to until death. They obey his orders unconditionally, even if it means they die, they will not turn back.
Seeing all this, Hazzas seemed to suddenly understand and sneered.
"So this is all your plan. You're much better than that idiot dad of yours."
Even though he had no way to retreat at this moment and could only fight to the death, his pride would not allow him to scratch his head and jump up and down like a wild beast seeing the prey that was about to be caught escape, especially in front of Nastu.
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