Volume 1: Wind Rises in the Mountains and Swamps Chapter 148: Punishment
Lin Yiwu lowered his head and said nothing, and Meng Shan's face turned ugly. He snorted secretly and asked, "What do you think of what I said?"
Lin Yi slowly raised his head, with a calm expression, clenched his fists and saluted: "The future is unpredictable. If I can return to the mountain gate safely, everything will be decided by the elders. Here, Lin Yi would like to thank the elders for their support!"
"This brat still has the same virtue!" Mu Qing'er, who was behind the crowd, couldn't help but hate in her heart when she heard the sound. The disciples looked at each other in shock and did not dare to speak.
Meng Shan was silent for a while. He frowned and stared deeply at the young man in front of him. This horse-raising disciple had a calm expression, and his words and deeds were neither humble nor arrogant. He showed no sign of being moved by what he had just said, and his words were more of a tactful pushback.
If he was more defensive before, now, Meng Shan thought to himself, he still underestimated Lin Yi.
"Hmph! Let's let this matter rest! Disciples, rest for a moment. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time!" Meng Shan looked unkind and ignored Lin Yi. He walked towards Zhen Yuanzi, turned to clasping his fists and smiled: "In the chaos of the army, a breakthrough is imminent, okay The Taoist priest is fine! Otherwise, I, Meng Shanbaibian, will be blamed!"
"Haha! In such a chaotic scene, the elders and disciples have to take care of it. It's rare for me to be so concerned about Pindao! Finally, there is no danger! It's all thanks to the elders!" Zhen Yuanzi smiled freely.
While Zhen Yuanzi was talking to Meng Shan, Lin Yi went to help lift the injured disciples and unblocked their acupuncture points.
After everyone healed their wounds and took a short rest, they sent people back to collect the corpses of the dead disciples. They did not dare to delay any longer and continued moving forward.
When it got dark, everyone from the Tianlong faction dismounted from their horses to rest due to exhaustion. A day's hard work and continuous fighting had already made the disciples unbearable. After eating and drinking, they all fell asleep.
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At this time, in the Chaici tribe hundreds of miles away, a gorgeous yurt was brightly lit.
Chai Buhuer was lying on a tiger skin mattress with a gloomy expression on his face, and he kicked away the copper basin in front of him.
"Crack!" The charcoal fire in the brazier splashed everywhere, startling a tribesman who was leaning over to serve him, and backed away repeatedly, daring not to make a sound. Two maids flashed outside the yurt. They were also trembling with fear and hurriedly packed up their hands and feet.
Chai Buhu'er pulled off the blanket on his body, revealing his naked upper body. There was blood oozing from the white silk on his right arm. He grinned in pain and couldn't help roaring: "You are a bunch of trash, five hundred riders." If you can't kill a foreigner, my Chai Clan family will be completely embarrassed by you!"
The bowed tribesman repeatedly complained and begged for mercy: "Young man, all the warriors of our Chai Ci family are good men! It's just that the foreigners have unpredictable abilities, which are really beyond our ability to deal with. From a young perspective, let alone my 500 cavalry, it would be difficult for me to retain that person even with thousands of troops.”
The tribesman rolled his eyes and said with a sinister smile: "Besides, foreigners always have to leave, but sheep have to eat grass. The Sada tribe still can't live without the grassland!"
The corners of Chai Buhu'er's eyes twitched, and Chai Mucuo's tragic death came to mind again. There was also the scene of the big bow, the casualness of the foreigner, and the scene where his own cavalry escort fell to the ground instantly, which made him shudder. The man wanted to kill himself without any effort. But the foreigners are foreigners after all, they are just passing by, and the Sada tribe still cannot escape from his grasp.
If you don't break your oath, you can also clean up the Sada tribe!
Chai Buhu'er's hatred for Lin Yi was instantly transferred to the Sada tribe. For revenge, I will make the Sada tribe pay the heaviest price!
"Hmph! Tomorrow I will send my warriors from the Chai Ci family to pretend to be horse bandits on the grassland, or people from other tribes, and drive the Sada tribe out of that grassland. Hum! This is not considered a violation of the oath! Sam Li'er, I want you to become my slave girl!" Chai Buhu'er smiled viciously.
"Young man is wise, I will tell you to go down now." The tribesman smiled flatteringly and was about to exit the yurt, but he fell to the ground with a 'thud'.
"Chaihuerjin, what are you doing?" Chaibulhu'er was stunned. No one in the clan dared to be presumptuous in front of him.
"He's not dead yet!" A cold voice suddenly sounded in the yurt.
Chai Buhu'er was startled and cried out: "Who are you?" As soon as he said this, his face suddenly changed, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked around in the yurt.
There was a flash of white light, and a young man in gray robe appeared out of thin air in the yurt. It was Lin Yi, whom Chai Buhuer was extremely afraid of.
As if he had seen a ghost, Chai Buhu'er lay back in shock, but he also knew how to react hastily. Ignoring the arrow wound on his shoulder, he turned over and pulled out a short blade from under the tiger skin mattress. He held it tightly against his chest and said in a trembling voice: "You, are you a human or a ghost? What do you want from me?"
Lin Yi looked at the panicked Chai Buhu'er coldly and thought to himself, if you hadn't sent someone to kill me out of spite, why would I have come here to look for you!
After night fell and everyone in the Tianlong Sect fell asleep, Lin Yi thought about it again and again and quietly sneaked out of the camp. During the day, we already knew the direction in which the people from the Lichaici tribe were fleeing. At night, he activated Biyunsha to fly in mid-air, and he quickly found the location of Li Chai Bu Hu'er's tribe. After unfolding his spiritual consciousness, he went straight to Chai Bu Hu'er's yurt.
Lin Yi waited quietly for a moment in front of Chaibu Huer's yurt, and he could naturally hear the conversation inside clearly. Seeing that his desires are hard to satisfy, he also used Talin to vent his anger on the Sada tribe. How can it not be infuriating.
Today, when they were attacked on the way, Lin Yi was a little annoyed by Chai Buhuer's hypocritical behavior, so he came to punish him in the middle of the night. As expected, this Chai Buhuer was really stubborn.
Looking at Chai Buhuer, who looked panicked and had flickering eyes, Lin Yi was annoyed by his cunning. He stretched out his right hand, opened it in the air, and his short blade flew up and changed hands in an instant.
Lin Yi pinched two fingers, and the short blade made a crisp cracking sound, and then turned into iron filings and fell.
Looking at his empty palm and the movement of the other party's hand, Chai Buhuer, who was horrified, couldn't help but open his mouth.
"Humph! You go back on your word, are you really tired of living?"
Lin Yi's voice was very light and casual, but it was heard in Chai Buhuer's ears, but it was indescribably cold and terrifying. He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. This foreigner appeared in the yurt out of thin air, like a ghost. And he could easily grab his short blade through the air. Is this still a martial art in the martial arts world? The short blade close to his body was made of fine steel and was extremely tough, but it was crushed into pieces by his hands. Was all this just a dazzle?
Seeing Chai Buhu'er still stubborn, Lin Yi's eyes flashed with cold light, his clothes and long hair moved without wind, and a breathtaking momentum spread with it.
Chai Buhu'er suddenly felt his breath choked, his body was cold, his limbs were weak, and a powerless and desperate death intention surged into his heart. He collapsed on the tiger skin mattress, sweating profusely.
With the desire to survive, Chai Buhu'er kowtowed with difficulty and begged: "Spare my life! Master, spare my life!"
Chai Buhu'er's dishonesty made Lin Yi lose his patience. At this time, he turned back curiously and saw a person walking in from outside the yurt.
This was an old man with luxurious robes and a majestic demeanor. After entering the yurt, his eyes fixed and his expression changed drastically. He couldn't help but take a step back and asked Lin Yi sternly: "Who are you? What are you going to do to my son?" As he said that, the old man turned around and was about to call for help.
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