Chapter 397 Yu’s family is poor, so they don’t give up an inch of land
"What? This is my son?"
Wu Shiluo didn't react for a while and looked at the package blankly.
Looking at Hei Niu again, I thought I was joking with him.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng took over the conversation and answered seriously:
"Yes, isn't this my dear fellow countryman, brother U Thi Ying?"
Wu Shiluo suddenly became anxious and said anxiously:
"That's not right! How can my son turn into a ball?"
Qin Feng lifted the round package with one hand, held Wu Shiluo's shoulder with the other, and said mysteriously:
"Is there a possibility that your son has become an immortal and returned to his original nature?"
Wu Shiluo was immediately stunned. How could a god become an immortal?
Is this fairy serious or not?
But unexpectedly, Qin Feng came up mysteriously and said softly:
"Why, fellow man, don't you believe it?
This is what the world’s number one female fortune teller said! Your son has ascended to become a fucking fairy!
Moreover, the female fortune teller also said that there is a way to reunite your father and son!"
Although he felt that what Qin Feng said was a bit nonsense, Wu Shiluo still subconsciously came over and wanted to hear what was going on.
Unexpectedly, when they saw the two of them holding hands and leaning together, they thought they were old friends they hadn't seen for many years.
Especially Qin Feng's gentle smile on his face and Wu Shiluo's listening attentively, what a wonderful picture of old friends meeting each other.
But as Qin Feng opened the package with his left hand, a shocked head, marinated in quicklime, rolled down.
Wu Shiluo's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the round head, and his whole body was filled with anger!
"My son!!!"
Unfortunately, he didn't have time to react.
At this same moment, Wu Shiluo suddenly felt a chill in his abdomen.
He struggled subconsciously and fell backwards, but was firmly held down by Qin Feng.
"You!!! How dare you assassinate...assassinate me!
Aren’t you afraid... Aren’t you afraid that His Majesty the First Emperor will kill you!?”
Wushi Luo growled with a fierce look.
Unfortunately, when he lowered his head and saw Qin Feng's eyes covered by messy hair, exuding madness, he suddenly felt that he was talking nonsense!
Although Qin Feng has a surly temperament and is very irritable.
There is never an overnight grudge. If there is a grudge, it is avenged on the spot. It is similar to mental illness.
Even if you don't fall out with someone in person, and even call them brothers and sisters, if you turn your back, the black cow may kill the person's whole family.
But everyone knows that the Marquis of Xianyang is an extremely sharp knife in Ying Zheng's hand.
Although he sometimes hurts himself, more often than not, he is used to chop people!
"Yes! Ying Zheng asked you to come!"
Wushi Luo was furious!
Qin Feng laughed ferociously and said:
"I'm sending you to reunite with your son! Let's become immortals together, old man! Explode the gold coins, you bastard!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger in his hand suddenly twisted.
Wu Shiluo immediately screamed.
The severe pain in his body and the pain of losing his son made him unbearable.
In desperation, he burst out with extremely strong strength, broke away suddenly, staggered and ran away.
Fortunately, he always wore soft armor, so Qin Feng's knife did not pierce his heart.
But the dagger that had penetrated two inches into his flesh, with a sudden twist, had torn out his intestines.
Although Qin Feng is a gentleman, he never disdains poisoning.
But smearing it loosely on a knife doesn't count as poisoning, right?
This thing is just like Kaiselu. Once used, it can save people!
After all, some living people are suffocated to death, right?
As for whether Wushi Luo will escape and die, that's none of his business.
I also have good intentions, but I am afraid that he will be constipated, right?
Just as Qin Feng made a move, the three thousand cavalry behind him, led by Black Bull and Tiezhu, also moved!
One person has two hands, six thousand sleeve crossbows, and suddenly ten consecutive shots!
For a while, the sound of bowstrings was continuous.
The short and powerful crossbow has the feeling of covering up the sky!
Although the power of these sleeve crossbows is not as powerful as the strong crossbows.
But how could they resist the Huns wearing tattered fur coats?
When he was shot, it was a bloody wound. If he was unlucky, he was shot in the face and died on the spot.
For a time, screams broke out one after another, and people kept falling off their horses.
Even if the Huns cavalry responded quickly and drew their bows and arrows to fight back, to the Qin cavalry who were fully armored, it was just like scratching an itch!
The sparse tinkling sound was like blowing mourning music for Wushi!
Qin Feng suddenly jumped on his horse, drew out his spear, and shouted:
"Great Qin! Style!"
"Gale!"
"Gale!"
"Gale!"
For a moment, the cry of killing resounded throughout the world!
Three thousand cavalry, like a storm, rushed towards the Wushi base in the valley!
How can anyone dare to challenge these Huns' light cavalry who are accustomed to riding and shooting?
They broke up instantly! Those who were killed cried for their father and mother!
Qin Feng took the lead. Wearing heavy armor, he was like a heavily armored tank from the old era, running rampant.
The Huns' light cavalry blocked the front and had no time to retreat.
Or he would be knocked backwards and fly away, and both the man and the horse would pass out.
Or he will be picked up alive by Qin Feng's spear, and his blood will be scattered in the air!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Wu Shiluo was already out of his wits, and he tried his best to move the horse under his crotch.
But as the horse runs faster and faster, it also gets bumpier and bumpier.
Dark red organ fragments continued to fall out of his shattered stomach.
The blood directly dyed the white horse under his crotch blood red.
Wu Shiluo's lips turned pale. At this time, he was already scared to death!
He didn't know why he went astray and insisted on going against Da Qin?
He suddenly realized that it wasn't that Ying Zheng couldn't do it to him, but that he didn't have a reason or excuse!
Now, Qin Feng is returning from dealing with matters on the grassland, so he comes to deal with Wushi?
After all, for Qin Feng, there is no need for a reason to kill anyone!
Just when Wu Shiluo was frantically escaping back to the valley, regardless of his life.
Suddenly, in the valley, the endless houses and cattle and sheep pens suddenly caught fire!
Countless Qin troops wearing black armor surrounded us from all directions!
When Wu Shiluo saw the handsome flag, he immediately fell to the ground.
"Meng...Meng Tian! When did he touch him..."
...
The battle did not last long. Under the crushing force of Qin's heavy cavalry, there was no suspense.
Qin Feng held his helmet in one hand and held his sword upside down in the other. His whole body was stained with blood, and he strode into the valley with rapid strides.
He looked at Wushi Luo, who was scurrying around, almost turning into a dog, and couldn't help but say:
"Kill yourself, I'll leave you some dignity."
Wu Shiluo's whole body was filled with a foul stench, and he was already lying in a pool of blood.
There is no thinning here! It is clearly bleeding!
He tried hard to raise his head, looked at Qin Feng tremblingly, and said with a wry smile:
"Why... why are you trying to seize my Wushi inheritance?
Da Qin’s territory is already so large, why can’t we let the Wushi go for the sake of our ancestors?”
Qin Feng shook his head heavily and said:
"Since ancient times, this has been the territory of Great Qin!"
Wu Shiluo: “????”
What the hell? How come this has become the territory of Great Qin since ancient times? Am I sick or are you sick?
However, people had to bow their heads under the eaves, and Wu Shiluo could not help but plead:
"Can't you give us Wu Shi a way to survive?
Even if it’s an inch of land, it’s good for us to rest and recuperate.”
Qin Feng sighed deeply when he heard this. He raised his hand to wipe the blood on his face and said helplessly:
"The Yu family is poor, so we won't give up even an inch of land!"