[Slow Travel] Assassin System - Mingguang

Ever since he got the wolf knife, Miao Xuan never thought of taking the initiative to challenge others with it. After all, with his level of combat skills and Tianen ability, no matter who he faces, he is bullying the weak. Even Dari Gachi No exception - the tremors and turbulence of the earth cannot restrain the erosion of shadows, and as long as they are close, no strong warrior can resist the shadow blade with his body.

The modeling this time is really too strong, Nightmare Shadow is invincible in assassinations and small-scale battles, and Miao Xuan's own toxicity resistance and environmental adaptation, coupled with his strong spiritual power, can be said to be The world is invincible.

What's more, even if Miao Xuan doesn't plan to use Tian'en, he still has proficiency in various weapons and unparalleled combat experience. These are all accumulated in dozens of small worlds. Said, all are rolling level.

Small system: [Brother, this looks like the data that needs to be added, it is the kind of boss that will drop rare equipment. 】

Miao Xuan: So I also have a limit, and I will never talk nonsense when I meet a brave man.

It's just that Miao Xuan's cold jokes couldn't even make the small system laugh, so he had to suspend the chat in his head and focus on the upcoming competition.

Inside the dental tent, the tables, chairs and low couch were all removed, leaving an open space in the center. The guests participating in the banquet did not worry at all that they would be affected by this competition. Instead, they all looked forward to it, as if they were about to witness something It's kind and tolerant.

Dai Qin is full of fighting strategies in his head, he has already made preparations, he cannot but give in when it comes to fighting for the wolf knife, since the opponent has expressed tolerance on his own initiative, then Dai Qin will not be polite - he chose the short knife .

Generally speaking, conflicts in gatherings between tribes are common, and most of the challengers will choose to wrestle. One is because there are no Tartar men who can't wrestle, and the other is that they are better than those on horses and knives. In comparison, wrestling is more suitable for banquet entertainment.

But once wolf knife and dignity are involved, wrestling with many rules is too polite. How can there be no blood at this time?

Knife fighting is a very dangerous and relatively rare competition. It is a test of one's comprehensive ability. Miao Xuan turned the dagger in his hand. It is not very sharp, but it is enough to kill people. Given that the two participants in the battle used almost exactly the same weapon , the Mozhgrad Department probably hoped that he would die in this fight.

But do you want to rely on this big nephew to fulfill your expectations...

Miao Xuan smiled and raised his knife: "Come on."

Dai Qin on the other side of the tooth tent did not hesitate, and immediately rushed up like a tiger, the blade in his hand was facing Miao Xuan's chest.

At this moment, Dai Qin is very confident. After all, the difference in physique between the two lies there. Dai Qin is a full circle bigger than Miao Xuan. His bulging tendons are really beautiful. There are scars left by wolf teeth - Daiqin was bitten on the arm when he was hunting for a wolf knife, but the wolf couldn't bite through the flesh no matter what, so he could only be killed by Daiqin alive after leaving a terrible bite mark Chin shattered his skull.

Daiqin's attack was very imposing, but his effort to explode was useless at all. His attack was easily dodged by his opponent. He didn't even see the shadow of Huo Erlanle clearly, and was circled by the boy behind!

If Daiqin hadn't rolled a donkey in an emergency, his neck would probably have been severed, but he escaped the blade but failed to escape the ensuing heavy blows. Hit, immediately made half of his body numb.

A low exclamation sounded from inside the tooth tent. Everyone did not expect this first confrontation to be so thrilling, but Miao Xuan was very aware of his own strength, so he turned around and stood still without sneak attacking, just waiting for the eldest nephew on the ground to get up.

Darigachi, who was on the sidelines, was in a hurry. Holding the wine glass, he began to poke his head, his eyes flicked like cramps, and his voice was almost written on his face: "Silly brother, why are you standing there, quickly attack and kill him, you can have both a head and a wolf knife." , Don't talk about Wude!

Miao Xuanzheng was facing this brother face to face, and seeing Darigachi's five sense organs fighting, he was immediately blessed, and expressed his understanding with his eyes: Good brother, don't worry, the Mozhgrad department will not lose too badly, just release the water appropriately, and definitely Play style play poise.

So the two brothers reached a consensus, thinking that the other party understood what they meant.

Here is the tacit communication between the brothers, and Dai Qin on the other side has finally recovered. He is staring at the opponent, trying to find his flaws——

Dai Qin thought to himself that Huo Erlan relied on speed and agility. Unfortunately, this place is not an open open grassland, but a tooth tent with a narrow space. Only those with real strength can gain an advantage in the next battle.

This is an environment that is not conducive to Huo Erlanle. No matter how powerful his grace is, how much strength can this thin body have...

Just thinking about this, Dai Qin couldn't help but look at the young man's waist again, and a weird thought inexplicably came up in his heart...

This waist is too thin.

This time it was Miao Xuan who attacked first. He kept in mind the principle of proper waterproofing. Since it was the spine last time, he changed to a weak point this time. With this force, he turned over and landed firmly. Before Dai Qin could turn around in time, he hit the back of the neck directly with a knife handle from his side hand.

Although the blow was hit, Dai Qin did not faint as Miao Xuan predicted. He rushed over alive and well, which surprised Miao Xuan, but soon he understood that it was probably Dai Qin's fault. Grace ability - the forbidden magic field in the tent of teeth belongs to the scope of Gegen Khan's grace. Although the rules say that it is only better than a short knife, it is too easy for him to do some small tricks.

But so what?Together, the father and son would not be Miao Xuan's opponents.

Miao Xuan evaded Dai Qin's attack again, such an attack full of flaws was really easy to see through, and he was tired of this kind of meaningless battle, so he decided to end it.

When Dai Qin persevered in attacking again, Miao Xuan directly entangled his arm, snapped his wrist, borrowed strength from his side, and directly lifted the dagger in Dai Qin's hand - the momentum was accurate. Quite right, right in front of the main seat, deep into the desk case, a few feet ahead is Gegen Khan's throat.

At this moment, the tent fell into deathly silence, and everyone's eyes were on the weapon that was sunk deep into the table, even Daiqin. No matter how unbelievable this elder nephew was, Miao Xuan kept going. Knees against his back, directly pressing him to the ground.

Miao Xuan: "Admit defeat?"

Dai Qin didn't answer, but he didn't struggle either, as if he hadn't recovered.

Miao Xuan wiped his neck and plunged into the ground with a knife, then ignored him, and only said loudly to the people in the tent: "The victory has been decided."

Dari Gachi immediately stood up in a timely manner, laughed loudly and said, "Huo Erlanle, isn't it a matter of course that you will win? Why are you willing to point out this kid—Daiqin, you still have a lot to do with your little uncle?" The place where you study, don't thank you well!"

Miao Xuan raised his head and met Dari Gachi's eyes, both of them showed tacit smiles.

Dargachi: Tear off Mozhgrad's face!Stepping on the dignity of father and son together, Huo Erlanle is indeed unparalleled in bravery. From now on, his name as a warrior will be spread on the grassland, and he is worthy of the paw of our green company.

Miao Xuan: I took Mozgrad's face into consideration!Together, the father and son are only a bit oily, and Dari Gachi's strategy of releasing water is really good. While making a name for himself, he also took care of the overall situation. It is worthy of the face of our Lulian.

So the two brothers laughed, and praised each other in their hearts, both felt that the other was really too good.

In the past, Huo Erlanle was full of martial virtues, and later, Darigachi closed the coffin to make a conclusion. The matter has come to this point, and there is nothing more to say. Gegen Khan finally turned the corner and decided to admit defeat.

In any case, Huo Lanle is related to him by blood. In this competition, the uncle won the nephew, which does not damage the glory of the Golden Family in principle... and Huo Lanle did not kill anyone. For blood relatives of the same family, Conflicts of this magnitude can be resolved.

So Gegen Khan also stood up and laughed loudly: "Daiqin, you have already lost, why don't you admit defeat? Don't play tricks—it is also an honor to lose to a hero."

Miao Xuan: ...

It must be my own father who said this.

In fact, Miao Xuan had already let go of the shackles when Dari Gachi came forward to make a rescue. He could feel that Dai Qin had no intention of resisting, and probably surrendered.

Hearing his father's words, the burly young man finally got up from the ground. He looked around in a daze, then stared blankly at the young man beside him, as if he finally remembered something, he honestly took off the wolf knife on his waist, and with both hands Hold up.

"I lost." He said softly, "Little uncle, you are a hero."

Miao Xuan didn't make things difficult for his eldest nephew, anyway, the source of this matter was not on him, he directly accepted the wolf knife: "You are not bad."

The Wolf Knife was inlaid with heavy gold and precious jade. This was the first time Miao Xuan got someone else's Wolf Knife, but judging from the local tyrant's style of gold and jade, it fits the positioning of "trophy".

Here comes the question again, what to do with other people's wolf knives... Miao Xuan was a little perplexed, and immediately looked to his side for help. Darigachi understood instantly, and stretched out his hand to swing up and down in front of the bag beside his belt.

Dari Gachi hinted: Throw it in the bag!Go back and deal with it!

Miao Xuan suddenly realized: Hang it on your belt!Go back and deal with it!

So Miao Xuan followed the experience of senior seniors, while Dari Gachi watched helplessly as the younger brother hung the gleaming golden wolf knife on his waist.

Darigachi:?

The tribal chief couldn't help but feel a little surprised. He didn't expect that Hoelanle is the type who likes to show off his trophies, and he even hangs them on his waist... But this is not bad. From now on, Hoelanle will be in Mozhgrad No one in the department dared to neglect.

As for Dai Qin, he returned to his seat after offering the knife, and seemed to be in a fairly stable mood, but he raised his head frequently, looking at the dagger stuck in front of his father for a while, and then at the winner who was also seated.

Miao Xuan received the realization of this strong sense of existence, and only thought that the eldest nephew hadn't recovered from the shame of losing the wolf knife, but he didn't know that his real thoughts had strayed tens of thousands of miles.

Daiqin was already prepared to lose the wolf knife. After all, Huo Erlanle was an opponent who could shake the "Sanctuary", and he happened to be the one who served Changshengtian. He had almost no weaknesses.

And since this time it's hard for his father, it's not good to win, and it's not necessarily bad to lose, it's just, just...

The wolf knife that he never left was hung on his waist by this little uncle.

Daiqin couldn't help looking at the young man's thin waist again, saying that if he wanted to use his arm strength, he had to mobilize his back first, and Huo Erlanle was able to make the dagger embedded to this extent, which shows that he miscalculated His strength... But, such a slender waist can coordinate such a great strength, how tough must it be?

*

The conflict between Qilulian and Mozhgrad calmed down as the winner was decided, and the atmosphere in the tooth tent gradually recovered a lot. Darigachi started drinking with Gegen in his arms again.

There is a strong mentality of admiration in the culture of the Tartars. The winners are considered to be able to dominate the losers at will by default. Coupled with the grassland's recognition of the golden blood, Miao Xuan knew that his first step out of the green company would be considered a victory. Stand firm.

At this point, Huo Erlanle finally no longer needs to rely on the protection of the snow mountain or the tribe. He will be recognized by a big tribe as an independent and powerful religious person. The next step is to wait for the fermentation of time, and use the influence of this big tribe to position himself." Hoellander's social cognition...

In other words, it is a great progress from "I am proud of the school" to "the school is proud of me".

Miao Xuan kept himself in a daze in the sea of ​​spirits, and on the surface he still pretended to be drinking by himself. The appearance he pretended was full of superior demeanor, just like lonely and lofty and ethereal - this is still in Baifeng. It is specially trained in the world to deal with boring big scenes such as eating, meeting and listening to lectures.

Miao Xuan learned the elegant manners of these so-called aristocratic families from Bai Shu.

At this time, there was another noisy sound outside the tooth tent, and a scout stepped in quickly, probably because he had received instructions a long time ago, and he loudly announced the arrival of another tribe.

It was the Oron tribe who came back this time. As a big tribe like Mozhgrad, its patriarch, Hasen Khan, was Kexue who betrayed the old Khan, and had a grudge with the Golden Family.

Probably because of this stance of fighting against each other, as the announcement fell, Miao Xuan was fortunate to see the two tribal chiefs who were shoulder to shoulder showing disgusted expressions together, which was much more real than their commercial nonsense.

But no matter how annoying they were, the guests who were supposed to come still came. Dozens of prairie men came in quite a large group, guarding their leader, and most of them stepped into the tooth tent.

Until this time, Miao Xuan finally met the famous leader of the Oron Tribe Hasen (referring to treachery and throwing the wolf knife). He is a man who is about the same age as Gegen, but he looks tougher and harsher than Gegen Khan. .

In the tooth tent, Gegen Khan repeated the same old tricks, and he gave all the pressure of the "sanctuary" to the new guests. The leader of the subordinate guards, and the subordinates who came to the banquet with Hasen turned out to be good hands. These ten or so people worked together to withstand the difficulties.

With such a disarming power, Hasen's expression became even more gloomy. He greeted Gegen hypocritically, thanked the host for the hospitality, and then went straight to the seat of entertaining himself without looking at Darigachi.

Hasen's expression made Gegen Khan feel at ease immediately, as if he could finally breathe out of the pain he suffered from Qie Lulian, he laughed loudly (the same style as Darigachi), expressing in a strange way—poor brother, I didn't even know that you couldn't stand the "sanctuary". Alas, we in Mozhgrad didn't entertain well, so we entertained guests with good food and wine. Come on, please enjoy our beautiful girl.

Miao Xuan, who watched Gegen Khan's full performance: ...

Too fake!Without one percent of Darigachi's sincerity, five points at most!

But how to put it, hypocritical enthusiasm is really lethal when dealing with the enemy. Hasen was angered again, but he also knew that this trip was to promote cooperation among the various tribes, and it was not too far to turn his face.

So Hasen smiled darkly: "I don't want these mediocre and ugly women to pour me wine, let them go back to dance, and enjoy yourself enough."

Gegen Hanyan immediately expressed regret, not only condescendingly expressed some remarks such as "You have broken the hearts of the girls of my tribe", but also asked provocatively: "So, what kind of fairy beauty do you want for you? How about pouring wine?"

Hasen glanced at Gegen Khan and his sons, and he really wanted to pick one out of them to humiliate, but it's a pity that this is someone else's territory, so we can't do too much.

Hmph, there is no good banquet, as long as you think of toasting to the host's house, it would be disgusting for anyone to pour the wine. It would be better to let the group of young slave girls come, there are always some beautiful ones among them-wait a minute!

Hasen Khan's eyes found a stunning beauty for him, so he stood up, played with the golden wine glass in his hand, and threw it to the ground in the direction of the beauty with a bit of malice.

"What a big baby!" Hasen Khan seemed to be sure that he could be served by the beauty, so he said it as a matter of course, "If I let him serve the wine, I would be very happy-Gegen, where did you find the beauty? ?”

Miao Xuan: ...

Small system: […]

The man with the tent full of teeth: "..."

This is such a familiar scene. For a moment, everyone thought that they had drunk too much again, so that they dreamed back to yesterday. Only the people of the Oron tribe didn't understand, so they echoed the leaders and booed together.

Under this familiar gaze, Miao Xuan felt very puzzled, he really didn't understand why it was him again: I think the modeling this time should not be as good as sister Diao Chan's.

The small system is also very desperate: [Then what can we do, maybe the people here like this. 】

Miao Xuan just feels tired, but thinking about the benefits, his plan to become famous needs another channel. It seems that Xueshan thinks that my glory will be tomorrow.

So Miao Xuan stood up and waited for Dargachi to say a few words first so that he could take over, but he waited and waited for the table to open. He looked at the main seat——Darigachi was indeed staring at the seat of Oronbu position, but it seems that he is studying the style of wolf knives of the cowards behind Hasen Khan; on the contrary, Gegen Khan on the side has expectations and encouragement written all over his face, and he almost gave Miao Xuan a thumbs up.

Miao Xuan: ...

Isn't this golden family poisonous?

"Beauty, don't look, no one can save you." Hasen Khan over there continued to output, "I am the only one who can help you, come quickly, pour me wine, and I will reward you with whatever you want Things, as our meeting gift."

Miao Xuan: ...

Miao Xuan: "Okay, give me your wolf knife."

*

Pull out the green company, in the camp.

"That is to say..." Chao Luomen's expression was rarely so dull, "The little uncle challenged Gegen Khan and Hasen Khan successively at a banquet. Although the two Khan kings did not face each other, the little uncle still won. Arriving at the six wolf knives...?"

Miao Xuan was also quite helpless: "Yeah, I obviously just went out to have a meal - one is from Mozgrad, and the rest are from Oron. I think the Oron tribe seems very unwilling to admit defeat."

Chao Luomen: "But...little uncle, why did you hang them all up?"

A belt of knives jingled, full of the victor's contempt and contempt for the loser.

Miao Xuan was also very surprised: "Isn't it traditional? After winning the wolf knife..."

Miao Xuan: "..."

Miao Xuan: "Wait a minute, it's tradition! I think that's how your dad hinted at me?"

Chao Luomen: "..."

Chao Luomen looked at him with a look that Miao Xuan was quite familiar with, which was the kind of expression that Mr. Dari Gachi liked to make (tea grew out of the milk.jpg), so Miao Xuan decided not to think about the meaning for the time being , He wiped his face: "Okay, Chao Luomen, please tell me in accurate language, what should I do with these wolf knives."

"For the victor, it doesn't matter what to do with the Wolf Knife, whether it's destroying it and throwing it away, exchanging things with the original owner, or simply storing it away." Chao Luomen couldn't help laughing again, with crooked eyebrows, "Sometimes, little uncle is really innocent."

Miao Xuan said that he understood, and immediately decided to take all these trophies back to the bottom of the box—it was still impossible to return them. Since these wolf knives still have such functions, they can be used as special hard currency.

The two walked outside the yurt while talking. When spring came and the ice and snow melted, both inside and outside the tribe was a scene of prosperity, and people from different tribes also got in touch with each other while being familiar with each other.

The river is surging, and there are endless camps on both sides. Shepherds and livestock walk together, and joy and expectation are written on every face. For a while, people can't tell the difference between the tribes.

Miao Xuan liked this scene very much, but was also a little surprised: "Is it because the weather has warmed up, and there are many more people going out than before..."

"Because the caravans are coming." Chao Luomen replied, looking at his expression, he was also looking forward to it, "When the grasslands enter spring, the caravans will be able to walk, and so many of our tribes gather here, they will also come together , with the goods accumulated over the winter."

The Tartars like caravans very much. This nation on horseback has completely different values ​​from the people in the Central Plains. Compared with fixed production and savings, they understand mobile commerce and investment better.

Moreover, the caravan will also bring supplies that are not available on the grassland, such as salt tea cloth, no matter what it is, it is the hard currency of the grassland.

These caravans that went deep into the grassland came from all over the world. There were southerners and westerners.

Semuren, generally referring to people of various names, is the general name of the Tartars for the surrounding ethnic groups. When the old Khan established his royal court, he was keen on plundering and conquering. He plowed several times between the plains and cities west of the grassland , conquered many followers.

Nowadays, there are many Semu people among the tribes of the Tartars. Although these Semu people are not slaves, their status in the Tartar society is not high. Most of them are engaged in handicrafts and commerce, which is a relatively delicate group.

In fact, Qilulian is no exception. Miao Xuan's wolf knife was made by Semu people. There are also several southerners who have taken root in the grassland who agreed to be in charge of forging. .

"...The south will definitely control the goods. The population of salt and iron should not be large. It depends on the Western caravan."

Chao Luomen is still recalling the caravans that came and went in the past: "The nations in the West are fighting among themselves, and they can't control the materials in circulation. As long as we can afford the price, the merchants will come."

Not only that, business travelers will also trade with each other. The ancient Silk Road has long been broken, and the circulation of rare goods is more difficult. Now the grassland is the hub between the South and the West.

Chao Luomen: "This time, the trade of merchants should be very objective. There will be at least a hundred caravans, but the largest ones are those few old caravans."

Having said that, Chao Luomen felt a little helpless: "I hope that the Mozhgrad Tribe will not bid randomly with the Oron Tribe, otherwise the inflated price will have to be borne by all tribes."

Listening to this, Miao Xuan started to look forward to it. It was a kind of happy mood like going to a rural market. Then he calculated his assets in his mind, and immediately calmed down.

If you don’t have money to hoard goods, you can buy at most two pieces of candy...

Alas, I want to go to a world where I can eat whatever I want, not only can I eat well, but I can also take my brothers to restaurants.

Miao Xuan briefly recalled the days of part-time work, picking good memories to relive.

Chao Luomen suddenly pulled the reins of the horse beside him, and he said with a happy face: "Little uncle, the first caravan has arrived, and they are approaching the Mozhgrad department."