"It's not like I've been here before." He Boyu smiled again, "I just walked around the border."

The last time he contacted the Northwest King, he walked around the border and even went several miles into the hinterland of the Xiongnu. However, he later withdrew after the persuasion of the guards, but it was true that he made a few friends.

Ah Jiu naturally didn't believe that he just "walked away", but this time, their focus was not on whether they had been to the Huns before, but on finding Murtuo.

So Ah Jiu said with a smile: "In that case, your Majesty should know where the Huns' royal tent is."

He Bayu looked up at the sun in the sky, then looked around, especially after identifying the horse hoof prints on the ground, he immediately pointed in a direction and said, "It should be over there!"

The two of them walked forward for a while in the direction pointed by He Bayu, and they saw a tribe. There were many people in the tribe, and it looked very lively.

He Bayu immediately looked towards the most luxurious tent in the tribe and whispered: "That must be the king's tent."

"Okay!" Ah Jiu nodded, cast an invisibility spell on himself and He Bayu, and the two slowly walked towards the king's tent.

However, just after walking for a while, I heard a cry from the side, and then a little boy of seven or eight years old suddenly rushed over from the side, then tripped and fell right in front of Ah Jiu and He Bayu.

before.

The two of them had to stop for a moment and planned to go around.

But then, a figure rushed out. When he came to the fallen boy, he pointed at the child on the ground and shouted angrily: "Hit him, beat him to death."

He dares to let my prince's white eagle run away, so give me a hard beating!"

Hearing this voice, Ah Jiu and He Bayu all stopped, and then looked towards the figure, but they were all stunned...

At this moment, a burly man suddenly appeared from behind this man. After hearing his instructions, he immediately responded in a dull voice: "Yes, Prince!"

As he spoke, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, he looked at the little boy on the ground and said: "Ming Shang, how can you let go of the prince's eagle? Do you know that this white eagle is the prince's 50 slaves?"

You got it in exchange! If you want to blame it, just blame it on you for not being careful!"

"Dongnu, why are you talking nonsense with him? If you don't hit me quickly, even if he dies a hundred times, he still can't compare to my eagle."

After hearing this, the big man who was called Dong Nu knew that this time Ming Shang could no longer escape, so he had to pull out a long whip, then swung it hard in the air, and then whipped it at the little boy on the ground.

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The whip was struck one after another, leaving pieces of the little boy's clothes hanging, and even the flesh and blood under his thin clothes. The little boy's screams immediately started to sound again.

But at first he just endured it, but in the end, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and finally realized that he was going to be beaten to death, and then he cried out:

"Prince! Prince Murto! I didn't let go of your white eagle. Obviously...it was obviously because you thought it was fun and pulled out all its feathers one by one, causing it to die of pain!"
Chapter completed!