Chapter 287

But knowing is one thing, and action is another. They can't run directly to expose the person's identity. If he becomes angry or uses some extreme measures, he will be in danger.

But they didn't expect muhammar to do it.

If Aoki and the barbarians were to be in marriage, then they would have a hard time pushing forward.

As the troops moved on, the noise of the disturbance gradually subsided, and it seems that those people had accepted the fact.

When they reached the outside of the barbarians, two opposing teams forced them to stop.

Wu Dahu squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "everyone is here...

Merck, utan, muhammar and even the triplets are all in the team in front of them.

Although the people on Aoki side don't know muhammar and triplets, Merck and utan still know each other.

Although they didn't know what they were doing, the generals who saw them off were obviously relieved.

As long as he Ning is safe and sound when he meets Merck, his task will be completed. As for whether Merck can keep peace or not, it is none of their business.

Merck glanced at Aoki's team. When he saw the man who was holding him, Merck said without expression: "you and I both want him, and neither want him to live in each other's hands. How about turning him into a dead body?"

Muhammar was not surprised by his reaction.

If it were him, he would not be bound by a strange female man from Aoki.

Unfortunately, his current position is not the same as that of Merck. He should not only get living peace, but also get it in front of Merck.

He clamped his horse's belly and ran quickly towards the green wood team.

Merck's eyes narrowed, and he waved directly: "kill!"

The reason why he didn't do it before was because he was not afraid of muhammar and his party, but they who had just recovered from the war with Aoki suffered less losses.

But now, since muhammar takes the initiative to challenge, of course, he has to fight with all his strength. Otherwise, is it not for Aoki people to see the joke?

When the barbarians began to take action, Muhammad's people also put forward their own battle, firmly protecting muhammar in the rear.

If Aoki man intervened at this time, muhammar would be in a dead end. It's a pity that he Ning is still in the hands of the man in black. They can only watch and do nothing.

Seeing that muhammar was about to approach Aoki's family seeing off team, Merck narrowed her eyes, separated out a small group of soldiers, protected him, and ran quickly toward Aoki.

He was surrounded by some elite, defensive muhammar's men could not stop him. In the blink of an eye, Merck came to the green wood team, and the distance from muhammar was only one arm.

Song QingHan looked behind and saw that their goal was peace and tranquility. He couldn't help but worry about peace.

If one of them holds the idea of destroying it if it fails to get it, isn't he very dangerous?

Muhammar suddenly reinforces his horse, raises his head to the sky and screams. A pair of sharp hawk eyes stare at Merck, and says in a loud voice, "if you and I compare force, isn't there anything new?"

Merck's face was gloomy, and a haze flashed in her eyes. "As long as you can win, what's new? Is it possible that you used some new methods in your escape

One is the favored son of heaven, and the other is a poor noble. According to law, muhammar should be angry after being torn by Merck, but he just smiles casually and raises his eyebrows: "of course, if there is nothing new, how can he escape from your father's hands? Didn't you personally participate in the capture of me? How do you feel? "

Thinking of the miserable experience of being played around by Muhammad, Merck's eyes are somewhat complicated, and she says strangely, "you have reminded me like this. If I still listen to you, I will not be a fool?"

Muhammar calmly took out two pieces of rice paper from his arms, rolled one of them into a ball and threw it into Merck's arms. He said to himself, "if you kill a beauty in front of her, what should you do if you frighten the beauty? Even if you want to use force, don't you wonder who the beauty wants to go with? "

Merck glanced at Henning's carriage and saw two figures in it. She sneered: "put the sword against his back and let him choose you. This is the so-called non use of force?"

A whistling sound came from muhammar's mouth. The curtain of the carriage suddenly turned, and a strong figure shot out of it, and disappeared for a moment.

"In this way, the Lord should rest assured?"

His voice gave Merck enough face. Merck looked at his low posture, glanced at the carriage of he Ning again, and said in a deep voice, "you go on talking."

Although he didn't make a definite promise, there was a smile on muhammar's face. He explained: "it's hard to say. Compared with the princess of Aoki, we are all rude people, so naturally we have to compare and try something different. It's better for me and me to play freely on the paper, and finally, Princess hening will judge us?"The reason why there is no provision for the content written on the paper is to give Merck room for free play. Otherwise, if it is forced too hard, Merck will definitely refuse to accept it directly.

After hearing what he said, Merck frowned slightly and thought flashed in her eyes.

It is impossible to say that he is not curious. After all, the orders given by Aoki's emperor are one thing, but how he thinks is another.

If he Ning can be good, he doesn't mind giving him the face he should give. If he is not good, he can't be blamed for his ruthlessness.

But in the blink of an eye, he thought about the twists and turns in it. He stretched out his hand to spread the rice paper and raised his eyebrow and said, "where is the pen?"

With a smile, muhammar suddenly drew a dagger from his waist and quickly cut his index finger. With fresh blood, he wrote on the yellow rice paper.

As soon as Merck's eyes coagulated, she felt that muhammar had won the army.

If he also cuts his finger with a dagger, he will inevitably fall into the wind, and he will be loathed to imitate muhammar. But if he asks others for a pen, he seems too weak to say it. When the pen arrives, muhammar will probably finish writing.

Time did not wait for him. After he wanted to understand, he suddenly winked at the man behind him and said something in a low voice.

The man quickly took orders to leave, and when he came back, he had a broken finger in his hand.

Merck grinned. Seeing muhammar's cold eyes, she said slowly, "thank you for giving me your finger. If that little brother is still alive after I go back, I'll thank him."