"Zai! My dear brother! Don't be bewitched by the devil!"
The palm of Yuchi Sengwubo's right hand was almost crippled, and he was rolling and crawling on the ground, constantly dodging Zai's short blade.
The two people who just called each other brothers and supported each other suddenly turned against each other at this moment.
Zai couldn't help but shed a tear. He looked at Yuchi Sengwubo squirming on the ground and said sadly:
"Good brother, would you trade your life for my glory and wealth?"
Yuchi Monk Wubo: "????"
Good guy! You are amazing, you are noble, why would you trade my life for glory and wealth?
Yuchi Monk Wubo naturally would not do such good things as adult beauty. He struggled crazily and begged bitterly at the same time:
"What can Qin Feng give you? I'll give you double, my good brother, don't be deceived!"
Zai stepped hard on Yuchi Sengwubo's calf.
There was only a crisp sound of "click", and his calf bent in a weird way, and he stepped on it and broke it!
It can be seen that Zai's attack was so vicious and shocking that he had no intention of holding back.
"Great King, you can't give me what Qin Feng can give me."
Yuchi Monk Wubo hugged his broken calf and wailed miserably.
But he still didn't dare to stop and kept rolling.
Even so, in just a dozen breaths, there were a few more blood holes in his body.
And on the road he rolled over, there were patches of bright red blood left behind.
Yuchi Sengwubo still did not give up. He tried to awaken Zai's conscience:
"Good brother! I can give up the throne to you! From now on, you will be the king! The king of the 40,000 coalition troops in the Western Region!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zai swung the blade in his hand, and half of his hand flew off in an instant.
The pure gold seal also flew out directly.
And at this moment, a white palm grasped it.
Qin Feng didn't know when he appeared here.
He rubbed the golden seal in his hand and couldn't help but sigh:
"Yes, this thing can mobilize 40,000 Western Region Allied Forces. It is a good thing."
Yuchi Monk Wubo was so frightened that he couldn't care less about the heart-piercing pain coming from his palm, and screamed:
"Qin Feng! Why do you want to kill them all! Why!"
Qin Feng said with a mean smile:
"Our Holy Fire Miaomiao Cult is very disciplined when it comes to things.
Either don't do it, or do it.
If I didn't want to kill them all, why would I come here?"
When Zai saw this, he directly discarded the short blade in his hand, crawled on the ground, and said humbly:
"Great Lord Qin Feng, your servant prays to the gods for your blessing."
Qin Feng nodded with satisfaction, pointed at Yuchi Sengwubo, and said lightly:
"Kill him, and you will be the king of the Western Regions from now on."
"As commanded."
Zai stood up with a face full of enthusiasm, picked up the broken blade, and pressed forward step by step towards Yuchi Sengwubo.
Yuchi Monk Wubo screamed repeatedly and shouted:
"He is lying to you. Even if you kill me, you will not become the king of the Western Regions!
Kill Qin Feng, kill him, and we will be saved!
You can take revenge. Have you forgotten your wife? Have you forgotten your children?
They were killed by the Qin people, don't you want revenge?"
When Zai heard this, he suddenly became furious, rushed forward, and stabbed Yuchi Sengwubo's chest with the short blade in his hand.
Suddenly, a large amount of blood spurted out, dyeing Zai's whole body blood red!
"Revenge? What revenge? The great Lord Qin Feng gave me a chance to live!
I am the most loyal servant of Da Qin, how can I have hatred?"
The severe pain almost overwhelmed Yuchi Sengwubo.
He looked at Zai's ferocious face and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Zai did not dodge, and allowed the bright red blood to smear all over his body.
He twisted the short blade in his hand hard and gritted his teeth:
"So, just go and die! Use your death to exchange for my glory and wealth!"
"Ahhhhh!"
Yuchi Sengwubo struggled in vain.
But as Zai turned the dagger in his hand, he felt that all the strength in his body was rapidly dissipating.
My vision began to become blurry and I couldn't see anything clearly.
In an instant, he seemed to see his own Khotan Kingdom, the scene where people once sang and danced in peace, and the merchants traveling from south to north passing through the Khotan Kingdom, bringing endless wealth.
What a prosperous life, what a powerful country.
But when the scene changed, the Qin people's cavalry came running along this trade road.
Wherever they passed, all they left behind was blood and fire.
At this time, Yuchi Monk Wubo suddenly understood. Countless Qin merchants had walked through Yumen Pass and Yang Pass to the Western Regions. Were they really just doing business?
Is it really just to make money and to have good relations with the countries in the Western Regions?
No! They were there to explore the marching route! They were there to bribe horse thieves and dignitaries from various countries along the way!
Loulan was captured by them in this way, including the marching guides along the way, which was the result of more than ten years of preparation.
That country in the east called Da Qin! It’s so terrifying!
In order to swallow up the Western Region, it actually took more than ten years of planning.
No, they don't just want the Western Region.
The merchants of the Qin people were still heading west, passing through Parthia, through Damascus, across the Mediterranean, and all the way to Rome!
What they want is not just the Western Regions, they want the whole world!
At this time, Yuchi Sengwubo had completely lost his strength, and he felt that his body temperature was dropping rapidly.
But the frustration in my heart disappeared completely.
There is nothing to regret losing to such an opponent.
Because no matter who comes, it is impossible to defeat Da Qin.
Yuchi Monk Wubo opened his mouth with difficulty and murmured with the last bit of strength in his life:
"Zai, am I *you..."
After saying that, his eyes lost focus, and his struggling body slowly became quiet.
Zai, who had already stabbed him like a sieve, stopped in a daze.
He listened to Yuchi Sengwubo's last greeting before his death and said silently:
"Then when you get down, say hello to her for me."
After saying that, Zai rolled down from Yuchi Sengwubo's body.
Then he crawled forward, rolling and crawling, and came to Qin Feng.
He humbly stretched out his hands and handed the short blade to Qin Feng, then lowered his head and kissed Qin Feng's shoe upper.
"Great Lord Qin Feng, please accept the loyalty of your servant."
But for a long time, no reply was heard.
When Zai raised his head with some confusion, he found that Qin Feng was playing with the short blade that killed Yuchi Sengwubo with great interest.
Then, he stabbed himself fiercely!
"ah!"
Zai immediately screamed strangely, took out a thin blade from his shoe, and slashed it towards Qin Feng's lower third!
