Chapter 3290: Just kill it

Ajislan looked down at his flushed face and said, "Kill our heads? What a big tone! Boy, what's your name?"
The child gritted his teeth and said, "Why should I tell you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he screamed again.
Ajislan stepped on the child so hard that he couldn’t breathe, his face turned blue, and he looked down at the child’s gasp, and said with a sneer: "It’s okay if you don’t say anything, then you You never have to say it again."
After speaking, he added a bit of strength to his feet.
"Ah, ah!"
The child was stepped on and screamed, and his entire chest seemed to be crushed. He slapped the ground and shouted, "I said! I said!"
Ajislan moved his feet away, slowly squatted down and looked at the child’s blue face and pale mouth, holding his collar with one hand and pulling him in front of him: "Say, what is your name? ?"
The child rolled his eyes and said, "I, my name is - Wen Bieyu."
"Wen Bieyu?"
Ajislan repeated the name, naturally he didn’t recognize him, and tightened the kid’s collar a little bit, making it difficult for him to breathe, and then asked: "Why are you here so late? ?"
The little child gasped and said intermittently, "I, I am here, I'm out to play, you can control it!"
Ajislan sneered: "The mouth is quite hard."
He originally wanted to say something, but the Bayin on one side already said impatiently, "My lord, what can I say to this kid? Seeing that he is a child of Yan Country, just kill it. We still have serious business. ."
Ajislan hesitated.
Indeed, there is nothing to say to a child, and besides, the child of Yan Chinese is nothing to kill. It's just that this little child is dressed in silk and silk. He is obviously not a child of ordinary people, and it is obviously unreasonable to appear on this wasteland so late. It seems a pity to kill him like this.
And when they heard that they wanted to kill themselves, the child's face turned pale.
At this moment, Ulihan took a step forward, attached to Arislan's ear, and whispered, "My lord, don't kill this kid yet."
"what happened?"
"We just caught him with a horse and a man. The king looked at the horse he was riding—"
"Ok?"
Ajislan turned to look at the horse.
He is a native of Kuo and grew up on horseback. He can see the quality of horses at a glance, and he can immediately see the doorway.
"this is--"
Ulihan said: "This horse is from the Western Regions. Although it hasn't matured yet, it has a very good breed. Even if it is taken to the city of Cullen, it will cost tens of thousands of dollars."
"..."
"Such a good horse is definitely not something ordinary people can have."
Ajislan nodded. Good horses are not the same as jewels and jade. Although they are both valuable, horses are not only playthings, but also sharp weapons for cavalry. In many countries that produce good horses, the trade of horses is prohibited. It's just the fear of good breeds going out, so some good horses may not be bought with money.
But the horse that this child rides is a top-notch horse.
Looking at his luxurious clothes, he is obviously not a child of ordinary people. Who is he?
Thinking of this, Arislan squatted down again, looked at the child, and asked in a deep voice: "I'll ask you again, who are you?"
The child was staring at him, obviously a little flustered, but he still stubbornly said: "I said my name is Wen Bieyu, can you not hear me if you are deaf?"
"Then you are so late, what are you doing around here?"
"Can you control it?"
Speaking of which, it’s still the chariot. Arislan squinted his eyes slightly, and a dangerous cold light appeared in his eyes. He stood up straight and said: "Catch this kid back. If you don’t say it for a day, just shut it down. If he doesn't talk for a whole life one day, he will be detained for a lifetime!"
"Yes!"
The soldiers below immediately rushed up and dragged the child down.
The child was anxious, struggling desperately and shouting, but everyone around him ignored him, and Ajislan waved to those around him: "Get on the horse, go back to camp!"
Immediately, all the people around turned on their horses, and a group of people rushed to their camp in the dark.
The night wind whizzed far away.
Zhu Feng stayed in the study all night. At the beginning, he barely got his energy to do things, but in the middle of the night, he couldn't hold it anymore. He took a nap with one hand on his head. Xiao Shunzi naturally didn't. Those who dared to disturb him, only put a piece of clothing on him cautiously, blew out the candles, and withdrew to wait.
Even so, Zhu Feng did not sleep well.
He slept only lightly, and he kept thinking about Zhu Chengjun in his heart, as if he had a soft needle stuck in his heart.
He was asleep in a daze, suddenly his heart froze and he opened his eyes suddenly.
"Cheng Jun!"
As soon as he heard his voice, Xiao Shunzi who was guarding the door ran in immediately: "What happened to the emperor?"
Zhu Feng opened his eyes and looked around, then took another look at him, and immediately recovered that he was just a nightmare. He frowned, raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and then asked: "Outside, there is no News?"
Xiao Shunzi said: "Not yet—"
Before finishing speaking, there was a sound of footsteps outside, and Chen Zixiao walked in directly from outside: "The emperor!"
As soon as he saw him, Zhu Feng immediately woke up and hurriedly asked: "How?"
The candle flame was constantly swaying because someone suddenly walked in. The swaying light and shadow made the whole study feel shaky, and even the illusion that the building was about to fall. The expression on Chen Zixiao's face was also very solemn, adding a bit of depression to this atmosphere. sense.
He said in a deep voice, "I have searched the city, and I haven't found the whereabouts of the little majesty. Outside the city-I searched a radius of more than ten miles, and I didn't see the little majesty."
Zhu Feng's heart sank fiercely.
As if something had been taken away from his whole body, he slowly slumped back into the chair. Seeing his pale face, Xiao Shunzi was so frightened that he hurried over to hold his shoulders: "The emperor!"
Zhu Feng raised his hand and stopped him.
Chen Zixiao said: "Weichen is incompetent!"
Although Zhu Feng's heart was extremely anxious, and even faintly desperate, he immediately picked up his spirit and waved his hand: "You go down first."
Chen Zixiao raised his head and glanced at him, but did not retreat immediately, but said: "Don't worry, the emperor, the minister will immediately send additional troops to look for it along the way!"
Zhu Feng said: "No."
"what?"
Chen Zixiao was taken aback.
When he said "No", he meant that he would not be allowed to send additional manpower to continue searching for His Royal Highness Han?
He was a little puzzled: "Why?"