Chapter 197

Lu Ziming is just a passer-by. He cares about the food and how to leave here. As for the truth of killing the wolf king, he has nothing to do with him, let alone participate in the disputes between the two sides. He will pay attention secretly and leave when he has recovered his injury and learned to ride a horse.

Su Liqing, who thought he had won, looked at his companions dejectedly. Although Taiji admitted that seltan could kill the wolf king, he did not decide their qualification to enter the holy mountain.

Dartai and Su Liqing quarrel about the authenticity of killing the wolf king, but they want to regain the qualification to enter the holy mountain. Anyway, seltan is dead. If he is not afraid that the qualification to enter the holy mountain will fall on Su Liqing, he will not quarrel with a dead man about who killed the wolf king. This will only make people feel that he has no tolerance and is despised.

Dartai was cold and Bara was excited. Su Liqing was obviously depressed. Only the warriors selected at the summer Lake festival were qualified to enter the holy mountain and obtain the legendary holy sword. Seltan and Bara were the biggest competitors of the summer Lake Festival. Now seltan died and Bara became the biggest winner.

Lu Ziming walked out of the big tent and suddenly found that he had become "Goubuli". The excited herdsmen didn't notice his existence at all. Su Liqing gathered together in frustration and whispered. He didn't know where he should go at once and became a real "lonely family".

He wandered aimlessly in the camp. Except for the surprised eyes, no one stood up to stop him. Unconsciously, he walked to a hillside, put his backpack on the grass, put his backpack on his head, saw the camp under the hillside and the blue jade like sky in the sky, and white clouds floating around listlessly. I don't know where to go.

He closed his eyes tired with grass roots in his mouth. The injury mainly came from the internal injury in his chest. There was no crystal and reinforced meat, and the recovery of the injury was very slow. The energy in the body has disappeared and can rely on the physique of the third-order strong. Therefore, it is very unwise to leave the shepherd's camp at this time.

In a daze, I felt the ground tremble. I heard the loud noise of animals kicking and running on the ground in the distance. Soon, a group of dark animals appeared on the top of the hillside.

Lu Ziming looked at the agile figure running on the hillside and waved to him excitedly, "hey...!" to be exact, he was waiting for the boy.

The young man on the horse heard the cry and found Lu Ziming standing on the hillside. The war horse under him roared and rushed towards him. After a few breath, the young man was in front of him and suddenly strangled the reins. The front hoofs of the war horse soared straight in front of him. The young man came a standard and high gold Thomas whirl in the air and floated down from the back of the war horse, The whole action is done at one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The young man landed steadily and immediately welcomed a burst of applause and cheers from Lu Ziming: "awesome! My name is Lu Ziming. What's your name?"

The young man turned around Lu Ziming, climbed on his body and smelled: "there is no smell of smell. No wonder you Han people are so weak and beaten by monsters. My name is Zhuoma. Do you have anything to eat?"

For Zhuoma's directness, he could only smile helplessly, took out a piece of meat just stolen from his backpack and handed it to him.

Zhuoma glanced, "don't eat, do you have anything else to eat?"

Lu Ziming thought for a moment and took out a red colorful fruit and a baked colorful fish fillet from his backpack. "That's all. Do you want to eat it?"

Zhuoma's eyes suddenly brightened, as if she saw a baby. She grabbed multicolored fruits and colorful fish fillets into her arms, "do you still have apples and fish fillets? I'll exchange them with you and never let you suffer".

When Lu Ziming first saw the colorful fruit, he mistook it for an apple, but the feeling in his mouth was different from that of an apple, so he took the vulgar name of colorful fruit. The same is true for colorful fish. He doesn't know what kind of fish in the deep pool is. As long as he can eat, he doesn't care?

He also knows that herdsmen are used to eating beef and mutton and are particularly interested in vegetables, melons and fruits. Naturally, they don't look down on the little meat they stole from their hands.

"Not much, if you like, I can give you some," he said, taking out two red colorful fruits and some colorful fish fillets from his backpack.

Zhuoma stretched her neck and stood beside him. She looked straight into her backpack. "Hey, why is there a wooden sword in your backpack?"

For Zhuoma's impolite behavior, he can only think that it is the straightforward and forthright character of herdsmen. In addition, Zhuoma is not old, so it is easy to understand. It seems that she is not old?

It's hard for him to say that these wooden swords are his own weapons. It's estimated that Zhuoma won't believe it. He just won't say it. This may be a white lie: "I made this wooden sword when I was bored. I'm going to give it to a friend. Since you like it, I'll give it to you." now that it's out, the wooden sword has little effect on me. The top priority is to find a real sword.

Zhuoma grabbed the wooden sword and made a gesture in the air. Like a warrior, "majestic" stood on the hillside. The animals under the hillside were his army. With a straight body and eyes staring at the front, Lu Ziming was a little distracted, as if he was really a general who looked at the world in front of him.

"The sword is the king of weapons, and the sword is the bully of weapons. Lu! Should I choose the sword or the sword?" Zhuoma hesitated in her eyes and didn't know how to choose.

Lu Ziming only knows the arrogance of the king. Is there a difference between the king and the bully?

"It depends on your ideal. If righteousness is the king and faith is the hegemony, you can be the king if you advocate etiquette and righteousness; if you establish credibility, you can be the hegemony. In fact, what's good about being the king and hegemony? Endless power brings endless troubles. It's better to be as carefree and happy as you are now, and there is no lead in the world." he didn't know why he blurted out these words.

Zhuoma nodded vaguely. "It's better to dominate. We Mongols are the most trustworthy, so I want to dominate when I grow up!"

Lu Ziming is speechless. He can't keep his life. Dream!

"You can use bows and arrows. What a beautiful bow and arrow." Zhuoma seems to have been staring at Lu Ziming's backpack. She reaches out her hand to grab the bow and arrow from the backpack, but she finds that she can't open the bow and arrow.

Lu Ziming smiled helplessly. He didn't seem to have any good way for Zhuoma. "He picked it up when running for his life and practiced before". This time, he won't give the bow and arrow to Zhuoma. This is his life-saving weapon.

Zhuoma found that she couldn't open the bow and arrow, but didn't open her mouth for help. She angrily handed the bow and arrow back: "I have a bow and arrow, too. Unfortunately, I'm not as good as you. When I grow up, I must find the best bow and arrow.".

"Didn't you Mongols say: riding and shooting are unique? I'm afraid you've forgotten now!"