At noon, Xiao Yang slipped away from the place where the tribesmen were eating, while the barbarians were having a meal. He was careful along the way and did not notice anyone following him.

When Tulimu sent people to invite Xiao Yang and Qing He, they were both rejected by Qing He. The reason used was exactly what Xiao Yang said before. This behavior aroused Tulimu's suspicion. He pondered the whole story and felt that something must be strange. However, he was afraid of the cultivation of the mysterious guy in Xiao Yang's body, so he did not dare to act rashly. He had to temporarily suppress the worries in his heart, and then ordered his subordinates to secretly monitor the movements in the straw shed where Qing He was huddling. If there was any movement, he would report to him immediately.

After Tulimu explained these things, he was about to sleep for a while, but suddenly he heard a sound of footsteps at the entrance of the straw hut. When he got up and looked at it, he saw a flash of figure in front of him, and a mysterious man in a red cloak stood by his bed.

The sudden scene in front of him made Tulimu's heart tense up. He felt a sense of inconspicuousness and wanted to sit up, but he didn't expect that the man in the red cloak had quick hands and eyes, and actually put a dagger made of special cold iron on Tulimu's neck. With a little force, he would cut his throat and kill him on the spot.

Some sweat couldn't help but seep out of Tulimu's forehead. Then he swallowed a mouthful of water and pretended to be calm and said, "Friend, I have no grudges with you in the past, and I have never met you before, so why did you plot against me?"

The man in the red cape made two dry laughs in his throat, and the laughter made his whole body shivering. His dry voice said, "I came here this time just to discuss some things with you, a villain. Now the only thing in front of you is to agree to this matter, otherwise I will replace the barbarian tribe with a new patriarch!"

When Tulimu heard this, he was frightened and a cold air surged from behind, and he couldn't help but tremble, "What do you want to tell me?"

"My master wants Xiao Yang's life!"

When Tulimu heard this, he was stunned, his eyes widened even more, and his pupils were filled with horror. He sweared and said, "This matter..."

The man in the red cloak smiled coldly again. In response to his laughter, the dagger in his hand suddenly exerted force and cut a blood mark on Tulimu's neck. The bright red blood flowed down his neck, making Tulimu dare not speak nonsense anymore.

"Is this still difficult for you now?"

The man in the red cloak said slowly, and the threatening meaning in his words was obvious.

"You guy shouldn't play any tricks for me! I can come to you without knowing it. Of course, your subordinates, including you guy, are not my opponents!"

"Since you have such cultivation, why don't you kill Xiao Yang yourself?" Tulimu asked.

"You are not qualified to ask about such things, and you don't have to know them! Just do what I ordered, and you can continue to live as the patriarch of the ancestor of the barbarians!"

After saying this, the man in the red cloak hid in the void and disappeared out of thin air in front of Tulimu's eyes, which also reflected the sentence he said before. With such strong cultivation, Tulimu is indeed not his opponent.
Chapter completed!