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The Falcon Slave began to laugh happily, his eyes filled with indescribable joy.

"No need. My life, has never been yours."

He looked at the Barbarian King with ridicule and said, "Until now, you still can't think of who my real master is?"

"Who is it? Do you really have a purpose for coming back? "

"You think that there are so many coincidences?"

Another mouthful of blood gushed out. The Barbarian King forcefully swallowed it down and said, "It's you!"

"My master is a god-like figure. He saved my life and treated me like a parent. Master gave me freedom, food and clothing, status, and other people to respect me. "I finally got rid of the hellish life after following Master for so many years!"

The Barbarian King's eyes turned ice-cold. He gripped the blade in his hand tightly and asked, "Your master is Ouyang Baofeng?"

The Falcon Slave tilted his head slightly, appearing to be deep in thought. After a long while, he slowly nodded his head: "The commander can also be considered my master."

"Sure enough!"

After calming down, the Barbarian King quickly thought of many things. For a falcon slave to appear in front of him and have a falcon slave worship him … In the northern territories, when the Falcon Slave had appeared in front of him, he had been in a confrontation with Ouyang Baofeng. Only the great commander of the Nine-tailed Fox, Ouyang Baofeng, the archenemy of the Northern Region, could accomplish all this!

But what was Ouyang Baofeng planning to do when he sent his Falcon Slave, this beautiful and weak Liu Yingfeng, over to his side?

Seeing the carefree and complacent smile on the Falcon Slave, the Barbarian King's heart sank. He actually fell on his chair and said, "Ouyang Baofeng wanted you to spread the plague!"

"Pa Pa Pa …"

He clapped his hands and laughed lightly, "You finally figured it out. How could you easily guess the great commander's ingenious scheme? At this moment, he realized that it was already too late. The moment he had arrived here, he had already brought about an irreparable disaster to the northern region. Your men are right, I'm the one who brought them bad luck. However, this misfortune, is something that you have to forcefully leave behind. "

"You …"

"What did you do?"

The Barbarian King's eyes were filled with fear. If the Falcon Slave really did bring the plague into his army, then who knew how many times it had spread during this period of time? How many people had unwittingly become infected with the plague?

The first person to be infected with the plague must be him!

The Falcon Slave smiled and said, "What I did was to spread the plague into your army when I had the chance. Of course, I won't miss even one person I can touch. As long as a few people are infected with the plague, it will spread to others, one to a few, some to several dozens. Perhaps most of your remaining army of a hundred thousand will already be infected by the plague. "

"You are deceiving me again. Don't think that just because you said that, I will spare your life!"

The Barbarian King said in a cold voice, doubting the Falcon Slave's words. There were no widespread illnesses in the army, nor was there any plague. The only hope was that this little slave was afraid of death and would use this method to threaten him.

"I was ready when I came to see you."

He smiled as he spoke. When he saw the painful struggles of the Barbarian King, he wanted to laugh, but it was true.

"Why are you lying to yourself? You should know that what I said was the truth, and you should know how much I hate you and the North. "You don't have to be surprised. Why haven't the plague appeared in your army yet? That will take time, and that is when they will be on their way back to the Northern Reaches. Or when they will be back home."

"You're lying."

His heart sank deeper and deeper. The Barbarian King didn't dare to think about the disaster that would befall the north if these hundreds of thousands of soldiers and soldiers were infected with the plague.

"Rest assured, as long as you give you up to the Commander, the Commander will definitely keep his promise and not send the Wind Chasing Army to kill the remaining people. Unfortunately, I can't see what happened to you, but I can imagine. Oh, I don't have to remind you to tell your men that they are infected with the plague. They will think that you are lying to them, that you are trying to keep your life under such a clumsy pretext, and that you will be tied up with your own hands and given to the Commander. "

The Barbarian King clenched his fists. Yes, what the Falcon slave said was right. Even if he told them about the plague, none of his underlings would believe him. They would only think that he was afraid of death and was unwilling to sacrifice his life for the lives of hundreds of thousands of people.

He slowly stood up. "Falcon slave, you won't be able to see the fate of me, but you are still in my hands."

"I think you won't have the chance. I already said that when I came to see you, I would be prepared for the future."

The Barbarian King turned pale with fright as the Falcon slave reached out his hand with a smile on his face. He fell back continuously and touched the chair behind him!

His hand, which was originally as white as jade, now had a large area of black color. His skin and flesh began to rot and even expand. He smiled and looked at the Barbarian King, "It's best not to touch me, because my entire body is poisoned. Even if I die, the poison will still be in my body.

"You …"

The Barbarian King retreated two steps. How poisonous!

Not only did the Falcon Slave's hand appear, but a large area of black also appeared on his arms and neck. Blood and flesh were blurring and melting, like a snowman slowly melting under the sunlight.

As his mind drifted away, he suddenly remembered something. In the end, he kneeled in front of Ouyang Baofeng and heavily kowtowed. He was willing to see the Barbarian King. He was willing to let his master die for tens of thousands of years, using his own body and all other means to make the Barbarian King suffer so much that he would rather die. He wanted to make sure that none of the northern soldiers would be able to return to the northern region alive.

If he could exchange all these for himself, he would have won the battle in the north, killed all the people in the north, and made the Barbarian King suffer a fate worse than death!

"Commander, it's my fortune to take revenge on you after you've been killed over ten thousand times over!"

Vaguely, he seemed to have returned to the moment when he was last to leave the Northern Frontier. Ouyang Baofeng's last words echoed in his ears.

"My lord, my lord, I will..." To … "