Traveling through ancient times to survive

Throwing down the hilt of the knife, the man laughed heartily a few times, then rushed towards Zhao Qing without hesitation.

Zhao Qing also dropped the sword in his hand, and the two men fought with bare hands. In less than a cup of tea, they separated again.

The man stood straight, but his eyes had lost their luster. Zhao Qing sighed and changed his mind. He was originally going to chop off the man's head to warn the barbarian king that this man was indeed a hero to the barbarians.

"Revenge for the general!" A loud shout was heard from the mansion, and a group of guards with red eyes launched a suicide attack.

The arrows were intercepted by vines while still in mid-air. The bows and arrows were useless, so they dropped their longbows and rushed towards Zhao Qing with their swords raised without hesitation.

The vines pierced their chests mercilessly, leaving behind more than a dozen corpses. Zhao Qing picked up the knife and turned to leave the mansion.

Outside the government office, Xiaolu was already blood-thirsty. Soldiers fell down in groups of dozens of meters away, with smoke still coming out of their corpses.

Time goes back to a quarter of an hour ago. The Shenwei General's Mansion was entangled by a giant vine that reached the sky. The Barbarian King got the news of this horrifying event at the first time, and the army guarding the new capital was quickly dispatched.

Rockets shot over like raindrops, but were repelled by Xiaolu with even greater force. Xiaolu's upgraded body had become resistant to ordinary fire. Of course, this did not include the flames generated by fire abilities. Unfortunately, the opponent had no means to counter this.

After a round of volleys, Xiaolu was unharmed, but his side suffered heavy casualties, and the two sides entered a confrontation phase.

This was the scene Zhao Qing saw when he came out. The general on the other side was obviously stunned. This monster actually had an owner? Wasn't the person who reported it talking nonsense?

The general quickly came to his senses and was delighted. Now that he had a master, he could focus on dealing with him.

"All officers, listen to my orders. Capture the thief and his leader!"

Arrows were directed towards Zhao Qing one after another. Xiaolu was furious. He thought that this person didn't take him seriously. A vine quickly grew towards Zhao Qing, forming a circle to protect him tightly.

The vines grew wildly again and strung the soldiers who were taking action dozens of meters away into gourds. In particular, the general who gave the order was specially taken care of by Xiaolu. He had not died yet, and the expression on his face was extremely painful.

The soldiers behind were so shocked that they had a mental breakdown. They dropped their weapons and fled screaming.

Xiaolu lifted the encirclement and Zhao Qing regained his sight. He saw the streets flooded with blood and corpses with their eyes open piled up on the streets.

Zhao Qing wanted to teach her a lesson but didn't know how to say it. After all, Xiaolu was so protective of her master that she couldn't criticize Xiaolu for being too cruel, could she? But if she didn't teach her a lesson, she was afraid that Xiaolu would become addicted to killing and become enemies with the human race in the future.

"Xiaolu!" Zhao Qing called out with a complicated tone.

"What is it? Are you going to clean up all the barbarians? Master, just give me your orders. Little Green will be happy to avenge me."

Little Green's voice was excited, as if its master and these barbarians were sworn enemies, and it was its duty to clear out the enemies for its master, so the master didn't need to be too moved.

"Don't do that! This is a struggle within our human race, don't get involved!" Zhao Qing hurriedly stopped him. She asked carefully, "Xiao Lu, do you have a desire to kill right now? Do you think killing is easier than crushing an ant, and are you addicted to this pleasure?"

Xiaolu was stunned at first. What did the master say? It was not a pervert. Humans have no energy in their bodies. Killing people would not benefit them at all and would waste their energy. Was it just because it had nothing better to do and wanted to kill people for fun? Isn't cultivation good?

Thinking of this, Xiaolu realized that his owner was treating him as a pervert!

Xiaolu was angry: "Master! You! How could you think of Xiaolu like this!"

Zhao Qing was relieved. It seemed that Xiaolu was not controlled by the killing. She softened her voice and coaxed, "It's my fault. I misunderstood Xiaolu's true heart. Can you forgive me this time, Xiaolu, who is generous and magnanimous?"

"Hmph! I'll forgive my master this time. Don't misunderstand Xiaolu like this in the future. Xiaolu will be sad." Xiaolu snorted proudly, but it was still easy for it to forgive its master.

After coaxing Xiaolu, Zhao Qing walked towards the palace without any concealment. The Barbarian King sitting on the throne immediately got the news.

"Your Majesty, the demon is coming towards the palace. For your safety, you must evacuate immediately!" A minister standing below looked anxious.

"I am the king of the barbarians, how can I abandon the palace and flee like a stray dog? If this gets out, won't I be laughed at by the whole world?" The domineering barbarian king glared with anger!

"Sir, there is a saying in the Central Plains that goes, 'As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood,' and a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. This is a wise move on your part, who dares to laugh at you?" Another minister was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

The big man sitting on the throne was not willing to make a strategic shift. He was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Where can I run to? There is a big monster in the grassland. My tribe was driven out. Now this monster is bringing a vine monster that is no less powerful than the eagle monster. The first warrior of my tribe was easily killed by the monster. Can the ordinary people of my tribe escape his murderous hands? Without my tribe members, what is the meaning of my living as a lonely king?"

"Your Majesty!" The ministers shouted with tears in their eyes, "We swear to live and die with you, Your Majesty!"

The man on the throne said his last words in a heavy tone: "The demon's purpose was clear. She took the initiative to kill General Shenwei, and the others were killed by the soldiers who attacked her. She did not kill the civilians along the way. Now she is heading towards the palace. I guess her target is me. As long as I am here, she will not vent her anger on innocent people. After I am gone, you must not take action. Assist the eldest prince wholeheartedly and live well with the rest of the tribe. Don't think about revenge for me. The world has changed. It is no longer the world of humans."

"Your Majesty! No!" The ministers' eyes were filled with tears. As the saying goes, a gentleman will die for his friend. If the king is not afraid of death, what are their worthless lives!

"This is an order! The eldest prince is young, and he still needs your assistance. This is a moment of life and death for our clan. Your lives do not belong to yourself, but to the entire clan!" The Barbarian King said in a stern tone.

"My king! Let me meet that monster!" A general stood up with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

"In terms of bravery, can you compare with the number one warrior?" The Barbarian King saw through the man's disguise at a glance. They had to pay the bloody price of nearly ten thousand people to admit the horror of the eagle monster on the grassland. Otherwise, with the warriors in the tribe who were so brave and fearless, how could they give up their homes and run to the territory of the Central Plains people?

Now there was another equally terrifying vine monster. How could a general who had fought on the battlefield be such a fool? Could he not recognize the huge difference between the two sides?

The general was still not convinced, so the Barbarian King made the final decision: "You are all the elite of the tribe, the future of the tribe, and you should not die here. Okay, no more words, I have made up my mind."