The sword Qi instantly tore open the belly of the wild wolf in the air. The wolf's huge body hit Lu Ziming like a shell without potential energy. He had no way to avoid it. The sword Qi came out 0 late. One second, the figure lying on the ground grabbed his heel, so that he had no time to take care of his feet. It was too late for him to avoid again when he stimulated the sword Qi.

The wild wolf like a meat mountain came down from the sky and hit him on the chest. He followed his body like a kite with a broken line and flew out. His chest turned upside down. His mouth gushed blood one by one. Every inch of his bones seemed to have been beaten by a small hammer. If he was not wearing leather armor made of cattle and was hit by a high-speed wild wolf, he would be disabled for life even if he didn't die, He followed him and fainted as soon as it was dark.

"It was too dark. I only saw a figure fighting with those wolf kings. Then I was knocked unconscious by them. I didn't know what happened next. I saw you when I woke up."

Making up lies is not Lu Ziming's strength, especially making up flawed lies. It's better to say that they didn't see anything. Anyway, they have determined that the wolf king was killed by seltan, and their own explanation will cause unknown trouble to themselves.

Obviously, the other party didn't take him as one thing. They just asked Lu Ziming to admit that the wolf king was killed by seltan. As for what process, smart people added it themselves.

Sanar was obviously relieved when he got the answer he wanted. His cold face relaxed and said with a little sympathy: "you are the witness of seltan killing the wolf king. This matter must be said from your mouth. Now we take you back to the camp...".

"I want to go home!"

Lu Ziming interrupted his words, which made sanar a little unhappy, but he didn't attack: "your home is there. After this thing is over, we'll take you home.".

"My home is in Fangcheng..." when he saw sanar with a blank face, he immediately changed his mind and said, "Nanyang, Henan... Luoyang, I've always heard of it. What's the nearest city here? Now..." he suddenly found that he shouldn't ask more, especially what's the number now. These people regard themselves as wandering Han people. If he doesn't know anything, It will arouse their suspicion.

He doesn't want to tell these people his secret. He doesn't know how or why he came here. Through observation, this should be the north of China. It's not clear where it is on the map. Only after it is clear can he make up convincing lies.

"I don't know the places you said, but! The nearest city here is Qi City, which is 700 kilometers away from here. If you go south, it will take ten days. If you follow what I said, we will give you a horse. You can get to Qi city where the Han people gather in three days. Do you understand?"

"Well," Lu Ziming nodded. As long as he wasn't stupid, I'm afraid he won't be able to reach the Qi city he said in a month.

Having been injured, he decided to do what sanar said for the time being, just to let himself tell others that the wolf king was killed by seltan? Can you still argue about fame with a dead man?

Sanar didn't seem to be at ease. He scraped his stomach and intestines: "seltan saved you. Don't you Han people tell you how to repay your kindness? You can't be ungrateful, otherwise I know you, and the knife in my hand doesn't know you.".

Listening to sanar's Chinese pronunciation, Lu Ziming's stomach is about to laugh and cramp. Is there such a threat? There was no momentum in what he said. If he hadn't laughed for fear of sanar's anger, he would have laughed.

He gave a noncommittal, um, reassurance to sanar.

At this time, Su Liqing had wrapped seltan's body with felt and put it on the back of the war horse. By the way, she tied the wolf king's body behind the war horse and said to wendonna in Mongolian that Lu Ziming didn't understand: "give this boy to you. Watch it. Don't let him run away.".

Wendonna brought the war horse that had lost its owner and asked, "road, can you ride?" it was obvious that she didn't distinguish Lu from Lu.

Lu Ziming shook his head. He didn't say that he had never ridden a horse. Even if he could ride, the horse in front of him kept its original state, and his body expanded two or three times. He stood next to the horse, just as he stood next to the elephant before. He could just reach the saddle. If he didn't look docile, he would have mistaken it for a variant fierce beast.

"Well, you climb on the horse and I'll lead you."

Lu Ziming really climbed onto the horse's back, and wendonna held it in the back, otherwise she couldn't climb up. If there is no injury, there is no problem getting on the horse with your physical fitness, but now as long as you move, your bones are like a broken frame, and your chest hurts even more.

Soon, he found that getting on the horse was also a wrong decision. Wendonna said to lead the horse, which was a little wrong. She did lead the horse, but she was jogging, not walking.

Maybe this speed is really slow for windona and can't be any slower, but for him who has never ridden a horse, the speed is no slower than the car. The tall war horse stepped four hooves, two or three meters at each step. Listening to the wind whirring in his ears, the surrounding scenery quickly disappeared behind him. Lu Ziming, who was riding on the horse, ran up and down with the war horse. The whole person seemed to be running around. The acid liquid left in his abdomen was also spit out. His face was yellow and frightening, and he was almost foaming.

"If you can't, just hold the horse's neck. Don't hold it. You'll bump to death like this." wendonna looked at Lu Ziming on the horse's back with contemptuous eyes and finally slowed down.

Lu Ziming had heard a lot of sarcasm before, and was despised by others. He insisted tenaciously and stubbornly. He clenched his teeth, endured the pain in his chest, looked like wendonna, clamped his legs on both sides of the horse, arched his body slightly, and fluctuated up and down with the rhythm of the horse.

For him who has only seen horses on TV, riding has become a skill he must master at present. He dare not think about how to get out of the grassland with two legs. This may not be a problem in the era of civilization, but now fierce beasts may appear everywhere. Do you want to race them with two legs.

Even if he finds the city, he still has a long way to go home. Looking for transportation tools has become the primary problem of whether he can return. Seeing the galloping war horse made him a bold decision to learn how to ride. Didn't they promise to send themselves to Qi City after everything was done? Maybe it's not difficult to ask them for a war horse.