Small farmers dominate the desert island

"Hmph! Of course, they are all Mr. Chen's masters, what do you think?" Lu Chuxue hurriedly built up her momentum, and by the way made this little guy a little afraid.

However, Ge Ke was obviously not frightened. He was used to bad habits when he was a child. Although people threatened him from time to time, with the help of his mother, he quickly repaired those who threatened him.

When he grew up, those who threatened him were more than just repairs. Many people were sent to remote areas to pick up horse dung, some to be farmers, and some to mine.

This caused him to be unable to tolerate those who opposed him from a young age.

Therefore, he will get rid of the old guy Jeff Yu as soon as possible, and Chen Yu who offended him is even more intolerable.

For a while, he couldn't deal with Jeff Yu, whom his father Crazy Grass Velikdo valued highly, so he could only vent his anger on foreigners like Chen Yu first.

Anyway, even if he killed Chen Yu, his father would just scold him at most and would not do anything to him at all.

"I feel like you're lying, come here, wash his face."

After Ge Ke finished speaking, he temporarily left the wooden bed.

Two soldiers came over and brought several wooden barrels in front of Lu Chuxue. There was a sound of water sloshing inside the wooden barrels, and a smell of hot eyes wafted out of them.

"Boy, what did you brainwash me with?" Lu Chuxue couldn't get out of his body on the wooden bed, so he could only squint his eyes as far as possible, trying to see what was in the barrel.

Soon, he will know.

It turned out to be chili water inside, and it was boiling hot chili water.

One of the soldiers lifted the bucket and slowly poured it on Lu Chuxue's face.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

Lu Chuxue closed her eyes tightly, and let out a series of muffled hums.

After washing her face, Lu Chuxue felt her face was burning.

"You little bastard, what are you going to do?" Lu Chuxue said in a trembling voice.

He is really angry now. In the past, even if he had done harsh things with the emperor's concubine on Neptune Island, he was only temporarily wanted.

But when he got here, he was abused by this little bastard for no reason.

"Now, can you tell me about the situation of Mr. Chen's other wives?" Ge Ke walked over again with a calm expression on his face.

It seemed that this kind of torture seemed very common to him.

When his eyes occasionally opened wide, Lu Chuxue could see a trace of frightening cruelty in his eyes.

"It's over, it's over, this kid is too cruel, I'm afraid I will explain it here today."

Thinking of this, Lu Chuxue quickly surrendered.

"Okay, okay, let me tell you, apart from Mrs. Chen's wife, Qingya, the other two women are ordinary people with no spiritual power, nor are they immortal cultivators, let alone other special abilities."

After hearing Lu Chuxue's words, a smile appeared on Ge Ke's face.

"Almost, it finally matches the information I got, so I decided to let you go." Ge Ke said with a smile.

Lu Chuxue was overjoyed.

"That's great. Let me go now. I'm about to shit. I'll pull it on your wooden bed later. It may turn your soldiers into cleaners."

Lu Chuxue said with a smile.

Ge Ke took a few steps back and pouted at the two soldiers.

"Tattoo his face, remember to tattoo it beautifully."

Yes...

Two soldiers came over, put a wallet on the wooden bed, and lined it up neatly.

There are rusty iron needles on it, as well as strangely shaped sharp knives, pliers and other tools.

Lu Chuxue's heart skipped a beat.

"Hey! Young Patriarch, I've already told you everything." Lu Chuxue shouted.

However, Ge Ke was already sitting on the back chair, holding a cup in his hand, slowly tasting the kumiss in the cup, and looked at the walkers with cruel and curious eyes.

One of the soldiers put a small knife on the fire and slowly burned it red, and then used the tongs to put the iron needle on the fire to burn it red, and then slowly approached Lu Chuxue.

"Boy, you... what do you want?"

The executioner didn't speak, but directly pressed the red-hot knife on Lu Chuxue's face.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

......

Ming chirp chirp chirp chirp... A war horse stood up and let out a series of horse hisses.

On the horseback sat a middle-aged man in green leather armor. Behind him, more than a dozen cavalrymen slowly reined in and sat down on their horses.

The two riders behind the middle-aged man held a small triangular flag in their hands. On the flag was a monster with the body of a centaur standing on the top of a high mountain.

The eyes moved slowly, and three or four miles in front of them was the cavalry battalion of the Moon Clan tribe.

"Master Ma Lu, the number of Moon Clan seems to have increased!"

A young knight next to the middle-aged man said.

"Hmph! These Moon Clan people don't honestly graze horses and herd cattle in their own territory. They insist on fighting against our Qingyun tribe. Let's go back to the cloud and report to the King of Qingyun, so that he can prepare early. Otherwise, once the Moon Clan becomes stronger, we will It will take a lot of effort to kill them."

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, a sharp arrow pierced through the air, shot directly from his chest, and came out from his back.

"Ma Luchang!" The young man next to him screamed, and hurriedly shrunk down.

Another arrow flew past his head, almost hitting him.

Although he was lucky enough to escape an arrow, the dozen or so Le cavalry behind him were not so lucky. They were shot in pieces and crumbling.

The young man's expression changed drastically, and he quickly leaned against the horse's back and ran towards the north quickly, even throwing away all the dry food, water bottles and weapons on the horse's back.

The purpose is to reduce the weight of his horse so that it can run faster.

After the young man ran for half a mile, a group of Moon Clan people covered in turf suddenly appeared all around, each holding a recurve bow in their hands.

Chapter 1635 God of Albatron

"Chasing, don't let Qing Pizi run away." There were still five horses left, and five Yue tribe members rode on their horses and chased after the Qingyun tribe youth.