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There is an old friend from Yangguan in the west Chapter 1266 Jade Pendant

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    Chapter 1266 Jade Pendant

    "Something like a dog dares to steal my Ma Su's deer breast. Uza, tie him behind the horse and drag him back. Hang him up for seven days. Hey, little sister, what are you going to do? Don't you think little sister is watching?  Fuck this bitch."

    The cavalry dispersed, and a young girl emerged from the crowd. She was about eighteen or nineteen years old, with bright eyes and white teeth, round beads, and a pretty face. Although she was riding on a horse, she was wearing a tight-fitting red leather outfit and a pure white dress.  The mink scarf made the girl look even more gorgeous. She held a bow in her right hand, with a long bright red arrow on it, which was a bit dazzling.

    Behind the girl's horse, two huge hounds barked wildly, eager to pounce on the little boy on the ground and tear him into pieces.

    "Shuang'er, come back!"

    Feng Rushan sighed secretly in his heart and drank it gently.

    His soft drink was not loud or high-spirited, but it sounded like it came from the bottom of He Shuang's heart. She was suddenly startled and came back to her senses from her lost state.

    "Yeah! True words!"

    Murong Xuefei turned her head and glanced at Feng Rushan strangely, then turned her head and looked He Shuang up and down.

    Feng Rushan's soft drink just now was just the most basic small spell, mantra, and the effect was mediocre. Murong Xuefei naturally had nothing special about it, but although the mantra was small, it was still a spell after all. This was the third time Feng Rushan used a spell. Two  Murong Xuefei couldn't understand the fact that this was all related to He Shuang.

    "Uncle, I don't know what's going on."

    A wry smile appeared on Feng Rushan's face.

    This subconscious is really weird and unpredictable.

    "Hmph, I'll deal with you later. Hey, wait a minute, girl. It's fate when we meet her. I'll buy this kid."

    " Seeing a sturdy warrior swinging out a rope, accurately wrapping the little boy's feet, urging the horse to leave, Murong Xuefei couldn't help but shout loudly.

    Murong Xuefei didn't care whether a slave lived or died. However, since he could make Feng Rushan use a spell unintentionally, it was his destiny. Murong Xuefei couldn't watch him die on her own  In front of you.

    "Not for sale! Who are you? Dare to interfere in the affairs of my tribe?"

    The girl¡¯s face looked a little ugly.

    He is just a forging slave who has not yet reached adulthood. Under normal circumstances, he is not even worth half a purple shield. Even if Murong Xuefei is willing to give out three or five purple shields, does she, Masu, the little princess of the Beak Hu tribe, lack such a star shield?  ?  It's not embarrassing enough to spread the word.

    ¡°Moreover, Murong Xuefei and Feng Rushan were muttering as if there was no one around, and Princess Asu was not in their eyes at all, which made her very unhappy.

    The key is that she doesn¡¯t like Murong Xuefei¡¯s veil.

    The wind is wild and wild in the Gobi. Murong Xuefei's long hair is flowing, and her veil is thin and transparent, but it doesn't move at all. It looks like it's not ordinary at first glance. At least, it's half a grade higher than Asu's own veil, although now, Asu is not wearing a veil.  .

    "I will give you a golden shield!"

    It was just a blacksmithing slave. Asu immediately held up the big signboard of the Beaked Hu Tribe, and Murong Xuefei became a little impatient.

    The Beaked Hu tribe is famous for its smelting and forging in the Qinke Grassland. The long arrows it produces have many wonderful features. Even Murong Xuefei herself bought a few for reference when she was still in Qingtian City. Of course, they are extremely  It's not easy to mess with, but Murong Xuefei doesn't have the patience to coax a yellow-haired girl.

    ¡°Coaxing people is not her strong point.

    ¡°Moreover, Murong Xuefei felt very uncomfortable when Asu shot a child in front of her.

    As for the fact that Asu only shot the little boy in the thigh, she can only blame her for her lack of academic skills. Murong Xuefei would not think that she was merciful.

    "I won't sell it! I won't sell it for ten gold shields! If you dare to steal this girl's deer breast, even if you die, you must hang him up and show him to the public. Let's go."

    Asu rolled his eyes, his face darkened, and his face became even more ugly.

    Ten golden shields was naturally a joke. Murong Xuefei didn't seem crazy. However, they came out this time to capture a child. It was just a not-so-funny joke. Asu only brought a dozen warriors with him.  , Asu is not afraid of Feng Rushan and the others, but what can I say? You can't stay in the place of right and wrong for a long time, so let's talk about it after we go back.

    " Murong Xuefei and the others are obviously not ordinary herdsmen because they come to the Gobi Desert to enjoy themselves and others, and they have not revealed their names yet. Although Asu is domineering, he is not a brainless idiot.

    "you!"

    Murong Xuefei suddenly changed color.

    "Why, I am disciplining my slave, but this young lady is not convinced!"

    Ma Su curled her lips in disdain and looked at Murong Xuefei as if to demonstrate.

    In the Daning Mountains, the beaked swanThere is no need for Luo to be afraid of any tribe, so she, Miss Asu, naturally does not need to be afraid of anyone. As for the subtle differences in between, Asu has never thought about it.

    "Haha, it's just a piece of venison. Saving a life is better than building a thirteen-level pagoda. This jade pendant is warm in winter and cool in summer. It has a unique shape. I got it accidentally the day before yesterday. I am a rough man, and there are only girls like this.  , it is worthy of it, and the color is exactly the same as the girl¡¯s armor. Isn¡¯t it God¡¯s will? If you like it, please take it back and enjoy it.¡±

    "Hehe, uncle Shi has such a temper."

    Feng Rushan sighed secretly, pretending to be digging around in the baggage on his horse, and took out a bright red jade pendant.

    This jade pendant is one of the half-cloud collection. It is in excellent condition. It is completely transparent without any impurities. It is shaped like a lifelike flying bird. As soon as it is taken out, mist will float around the red jade pendant.

    The practice of keeping slaves in Gangxing China has been around for a long time. It is very common no matter where it is. People on the grasslands are even more accustomed to using plundered people as slaves. Feng Rushan has never had the extravagant hope of saving all the lowly slaves and changing the status quo.  Not realistic.

    However, now that it has reached this point, he cannot just ignore it.

    "Well, the color is good. Uza, bring it to me for a look."

    Whether it was God¡¯s will or not, Asu didn¡¯t care, but she felt that the jade pendant was different from the ordinary. Moreover, bright red was indeed Asu¡¯s favorite color.

    "Haha, it's a small matter. I am resting not far in front of Uza of the Lower Beak Tribe. I dare to invite a few of you to have a drink!"

    After getting the jade pendant, a greedy look flashed in Asu's eyes, and he raised his chin towards Uza. Uza shook his right hand slightly, retracted the long rope that tightly wrapped the little boy's feet, and threw an iron piece to Feng.  Rushan, with a smile on his face, warmly greeted Feng Rushan with fists in his hands.

    There was basic information about the little boy on the iron piece. Just in case he couldn't be caught, Wu Zha carried it with him. Now, the little boy belongs to Feng Rushan. The trade of blacksmithing slaves has always been so simple. In fact, even without this  No one cares about Zhang Tiepian.

    The slaves are not people in the full sense, they are property.

    "Mu Yan of the Canglang Clan! Thank you Brother Wu for your kind invitation. But we still have a few small things to do, so we have to worry about it next time. Brother Wen, thank you for your hard work."

    "Hey, money and silk are very attractive to people. If you are looking for death, you can't blame us."

    Feng Rushan rushed forward and handed the jade pendant to Wu Zha. When she saw Zhewen and the manservant working together to pick up the little boy on the ground, and was about to feed him some water, she hurriedly took out a jade bottle and threw it to Zhewen.

    "Haha, it's nothing."

    "Mu Yan is so generous! Isn't this causing trouble for himself? How many jade pendants does Elder Mu have in his bag? Hehe, I wonder if Miss Mu will be angry."

    Zhewen caught the jade bottle and opened it. He saw a purple pill in the bottle, which was the hemostasis and Jin pill that Feng Rushan used to treat Lu Hua last time.

    Zhe Wen had a deep understanding of the miraculous effect of this little-known hemostatic and Shengjin pill after hearing Lu Hua talk about it.

    "Saving a life is better than building a thirteen-level pagoda. Of course it is true, but how many people are willing to take life-saving pills to a little boy they have never met?"

    Although Zhewen was not very familiar with the prices and market conditions of jewelry and jade, he could still see that the jade pendant Feng Rushan took out was worth far more than a gold shield, and an adult skilled blacksmithing slave, without special skills, would not be worth much in the market.  But thirty or fifty purple shields are much cheaper than a young and beautiful slave girl. Feng Rushan spends a lot of money on a dying little blacksmith slave. Is this really a good thing?

    The jade pendant is fragile and fragile, and most people would not put it on a horse. Zhewen didn¡¯t believe that Feng Rushan only brought one jade pendant, which happened to be the bright red color that Asu liked.

    "That's such a pity. Mr. Mu, walk slowly."

    Wu Zhajiang raised his head and looked at Masu. Seeing that she had no other expression, he waved his hand to Feng Rushan, and the horse under his crotch neighed loudly, and left with Masu surrounded by him like a whirlwind.

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    "Feng Rushan, what's going on with the jade pendant? It's bright red. You're good at pleasing little girls."

    With the addition of Deleng, that is, the little boy who was seriously injured, Feng Rushan and the others were greatly affected by their progress. They barely managed to make it more than ten miles. When it was getting late, they had to stop, hastily set up tents, and ate.  After dinner, Murong Xuefei saw that although Deleng was still not awake, his breathing was long and steady, and he was expected to be fine, then he thought of settling the accounts after the fall.

    Zhe Wen didn't know, but Murong Xuefei knew the value of each piece of jade pendant collected by Ban Bianyun. She and Xiao Hong had carefully appreciated it. As for the bright red color, she didn't believe that Feng Rushan came across it accidentally.  Or, get the wrong one??.

    "Haha, Uncle Master, you are playing with people's lives, your heart is to be punished! People die for money, and birds die for food. I hope that little girl won't be too greedy."

    Feng Rushan¡¯s eyes were cold, without any warmth.

    No matter how good Deleng was at running, he would never be able to compete with a war horse on the Gobi Desert. Asu really wanted to catch him, but there was no way he could run so far.

    To be honest, forged slaves are not exactly the same as cattle and sheep. However, if nobles kill forged slaves for no reason or for a reason, according to the custom of Qinke grassland, it is not a big deal. At most, they can pay a little Star Shield to settle the matter. Feng Rushan  Although he didn't agree with this, he wouldn't try to change people's minds by himself, at least he wouldn't have a sense of justice because Asu killed one of his slaves.

    But Masu's treatment of Deleng was obviously not a simple killing, but taking pleasure in torture and killing, just like a cruel cat playing with the little mouse under its paws. A little girl, so cruel and vicious, this is what Feng Rushan cannot tolerate.  , now that we have met, reaching out to take care of it can be regarded as fate.
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