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The Falcon Slave did not move, and it was too late for him to move either. The Barbarian King's movements were too fast for him to even see how the Barbarian King had pulled out the blade. He didn't even have the time to react as the chill flashed past his neck.

Is he dead?

Killed?

Only when the cold light disappeared did this thought appear in his mind. His gaze turned from drowsy to relieved. Yes, death was the best release for him. From the moment he had arrived here, he had been prepared to die. Every day he had been humiliated by the Barbarian King was a day in hell.

He gently raised his hand and touched his neck to see if his head would roll off his neck along with this movement. A strand of hair slowly floated down at this moment. He didn't even feel the slightest bit of pain. What a fast blade, what a sharp blade.

He smiled, thinking, touching his neck with his fingers.

A smear of dark red slowly seeped out from his slender white neck. Only now did he feel a slight pain. He stared blankly. Still alive?

"Why are you laughing?"

The Barbarian King's face darkened as he stared coldly at the Falcon Slave. He wasn't afraid, nor was he trembling. He was still smiling, and his smile was so beautiful. Could it be that the weak him actually wasn't afraid of death?

"Why don't you laugh?"

Suddenly, he laughed out loud in a carefree manner. He looked at the Barbarian King with eyes full of ridicule and ridicule. "Your blade is sharper than before. It's a pity that you're old."

"Nonsense, how can Gu Lao be old? You dare to despise Elder Gu? "

"Time is merciless, who will not be old? In the past, your head was full of black hair, and your skin was as smooth and hard as stone. Now, you have a head full of white hair, not a single strand of black hair, and your skin is like dry cracked earth. Even though your blade is faster, it no longer has the ruthlessness and precision that it used to have, and you don't even dare to kill people. "

"How dare you!"

The Barbarian King took a big stride forward and clutched at the Falcon Slave's neck, "If you dare to offend me again, I'll strangle you to death!"

"Why do you have to work so hard? "Earlier, you could have killed me. Since you didn't dare to kill me earlier, how could you have the courage to kill me now?"

"Damned slave, you dare to be this rude to me? Do you know how I will punish you?"

The Falcon slave laughed lightly, as if he did not care about the suffocating force that came from his neck. "Is it torture or dismembering? Do you want to cut me up into pieces or do you want me to stab you with an arrow? "

The Barbarian King was left speechless. He did not know what to say. Furthermore, he was still smiling. He was laughing so arrogantly, as if he didn't care in the slightest and would rather endure the torture that would make people tremble endlessly.

"You think I won't attack?"

"Naturally. However, no matter how you punish me, it's impossible to salvage your current situation. Do you hear me? "

The Barbarian King looked puzzled as he relaxed his grip. That's right, he hadn't used a knife to kill the falcon slave just now. Now, it was even more impossible. He had even strangled the falcon slave himself. "What?"

"There are many voices swearing at you, so many that it's hard to calculate."

"Pa …"

The Barbarian King gave the Falcon Slave a resounding slap.

He suddenly laughed again, "This time you … "Huff … Huff …" Did you hear that? "

The Falcon Slave's eyes lit up as he asked the Barbarian King this question.

"He's coming."

He said this softly, his eyes somewhat blurred. It was as if he could hear a voice that came from far, far away. Everything else seemed to be an illusion.

Ah!

Suddenly, a loud scream could be heard from a distance, followed by more screams and the sound of weapons clashing against each other. The Barbarian King frowned and asked loudly, "What is the commotion outside? Who is outside?"

"Bad news, Barbarian King!"

The sounds of panicked voices and footsteps could be heard endlessly. Someone dashed in and saw the noble Barbarian King pressing down on the beautiful youth called the Falcon Slave. He hurriedly kneeled down and lowered his head, not daring to look anymore.

"Bastard, you actually dare to break into my tent. Men, come here and drag me out to kill me!"

"Spare us, Barbarian King! The generals are rebelling!"

The Barbarian King, who was exerting his strength, suddenly stopped. He looked at the man kneeling on the ground in shock, "What did you say?"

There was no need for the intruder to reply. The battle cries outside were getting louder and louder. Miserable screams and cries of pain were crisscrossing the air. The Barbarian King stood up abruptly. He grabbed his robe and draped it over his shoulders. Then, he walked to the entrance of the tent and lifted the curtain to look outside. He saw the general, who had been ordered to stay behind, leading his men with weapons. He was slaughtering his men and charging over!

The Barbarian King's hands began to tremble. These people were rebelling!

At this moment, he stood blankly at the door, looking at his subordinates who had once been incomparably obedient to him. The expression on their faces was that of malevolence and hatred. These people had once knelt at his feet, swearing fealty to him. Now, however, they held sharp blades in their hands and didn't hesitate to kill his personal guards. They wanted to come and kill him!

"How dare you!"

The Barbarian King roared loudly. The general, who was charging over, laughed coldly, "Stop showing off your might as the Barbarian King. It was you who killed countless warriors of the Northern Region, your stupidity and cruelty. You are not fit to be the Barbarian King, much less return to the Northern Region alive! "

Another high-ranking officer's face was filled with ruthlessness as he said, "That's right. Five hundred thousand well-dressed men were sent to their deaths just like that. Do you still have the face to go back?"

"You all …"

The Barbarian King's body trembled. "Puff …" A mouthful of blood spurted out ten feet away. His tall body swayed and his vision turned black.

"Ouyang Baofeng said that as long as we offer up the Barbarian King, he will let us return to the northern region, kill the Barbarian King, and return home alive!"

A high-ranking officer shouted loudly. He brandished the saber in his hand and rushed towards the Barbarian King's tent!

"Kill the Barbarian King, kill the Barbarian King, and return home alive!"

Countless voices echoed. Even the soldiers under the command of the Barbarian King began to hesitate as they thought of the ruthlessness and cruelty of the Barbarian King. Abandoning the hundreds of thousands of warriors of the northern region had caused these people to feel hatred and fear for the Barbarian King. At this moment, all the negative emotions had exploded in their hearts!