an go this far.
It is precisely because of this that although the origins of Li Yongsheng and others are a mystery and no one can prove their identities, no one can prove that there is a problem with their identities.
However, when the border troops saw that this group of people were dissatisfied with management, they had no choice but to surround them and draw their swords and guns. Do you need us to help you recognize the reality?
Li Yongsheng’s side is not afraid of these teams at all. In fact, it is difficult to find more than a hundred craftsmen among them. Most of the people who show up have suppressed their cultivation to the level of craftsmanship.
So seven or eight men also pulled out their knives: Come on, please help me recognize the reality.
The remaining people quietly surrounded the Baicao family – once you take action, you won’t be able to leave.
This kind of situation is not uncommon in Rouran, especially in remote and barren grasslands. Although strangers can drink, sing and dance together, it is very likely that they will fight if they fall out.
In the Rouran tribe, many of their slaves came from this way.
Their reaction was beyond the other party’s expectations. The border army team was not afraid of these people – after all, they were registered soldiers, and the other party did not dare to capture them and make them slaves.
In fact, the patrol team also carried warning fireworks. Once the fireworks were set off to ask for help, it would be difficult for these people to run away – unless they could give up so many cattle, sheep and horses.
The border troops didn’t even plan to fight, so they just reined in their horses and watched.
The Baicao family’s chief cultivator’s expression changed, and just before he scolded him, someone next to him whispered, “These people are all strong and strong, there are no old people or children, and there are only a few women.”
Li Yongsheng and the others pretended to be herdsmen. There really is such a big group. The problem would be even more suspicious if there were not three or four female cultivators including Ding Qinglian and Du Jingjing.
Li Yongsheng snorted and pointed in the distance, “Isn’t that there? What do you want to say?”
Sure enough, in the direction of his finger, some people and cattle and sheep appeared vaguely, and they seemed to be grazing.
This is the mirage’s illusion, just some deception, and the mirage doesn’t need to pay too much.
Although She Gongfeng made remedial measures, the chief cultivator of the Baicao family received such a reminder and found that the group of people surrounding him were indescribably tough and had a vague murderous intent.
There is no way, cultivation can be faked, and bravery is not so easy to conceal, especially the dozens of repairmen who came from Western Xinjiang, who dared to respond to Zhu Zhu’s call and come to Rouran to make a fortune. Walking characters.
As soon as the Baicao family hesitated, the border army team drove their horses and thought about the people gra
