Maoshan Ghost King

Among the more than 200 slaves rescued by Ge Yu, one of them looked particularly burly and strong. He took the lead in speaking every time, and most of those slaves acted on his face. These Ge Yu Seeing everything in his eyes, he greeted the burly man into his room and asked Yuzhu to stare at the door.

"My lord... what can you do if you are looking for me alone?" The man was more than two meters tall and weighed at least twice as much as Ge Yu. Ge Yu stood beside him like a child.

However, the matter of cultivation is not more than a big one. Ge Yu wants to deal with him, but it is just a hands-on matter.

"Sit down, sit down and talk." Ge Yu said with a smile.

The big man glanced at Ge Yu timidly, shook his head, and said, "The slave dare not."

"Sit down, I let you sit, I don't have so many rules here." Ge Yu insisted.

The big man tremblingly found a stool and sat down. He half-stretched his **** and leaned on the stool. He didn't dare to sit firmly anymore. He was obviously a little nervous. Don't look at the person sitting in front of him. He slapped his palms and killed the fierce three beasts at the same time. This big man was respectful and fearful of Ge Yu.

Sitting there did not dare to look at Ge Yu.

"What's your name?" Ge Yu said as softly as possible.

"The cheap slave is called Wulu," the man answered cautiously.

"You were captured by the Kuicang tribe from the Western Wilderness, right? Which tribe belonged to?" Ge Yu said again.

"Yes, the lowly slave was caught from the black fox tribe in the Western Wilderness." The man quickly replied.

"I heard the young master say that you were brought here as slaves because you committed a capital crime. I don't know what serious crime you committed that would anger the Kuicang tribe?" Ge Yu said again.

"Tell the master, in fact, we did not commit any serious crimes. Our black fox tribe lives in a barren land in the Western Desolation. There are three to four thousand people in the tribe. There are black pine forests all around. The beast is called the black fox, and the fur is bright. The black fox fur is the most beautiful. Our black fox tribe lives by hunting. According to the rules, we pay more than 100 black fox skins to the Kuicang tribe every year, but After paying tribute year after year, we have fewer and fewer black foxes. This year Kuicang people suddenly asked us for three hundred black fox skins. How can we fight so many black foxes? This little thing is very alert. It's difficult to capture, and in the end, our entire ethnic group will only have more than a hundred black fox skins..."

"These people of the Kuicang tribe are unreasonable. As soon as we heard that we did not collect enough black fox skins, we would kill our patriarch. My Wulu led the big guy to rescue our patriarch and resisted a bit. As a result, the Kuicang tribe The soldiers pressed the frontier and killed many of our tribesmen, and captured more than 200 people in our tribe alive, planning to execute them in the Kuicang tribe, and hang our heads on the wall."

"This is just in time for the Kuicang Clan Beasts Festival, and those of the Kuicang Clan said they want us to participate in the Beasts. As long as those who can survive, they can avoid death, and even join the Kuicang. The household registration of the clan has become a fighter of the Kuicang clan. When the slave thinks about it, he will die anyway. It's better to fight, maybe you can survive... But... but the people of the Kuicang clan don’t want us to live at all. They even released the tiger and the beast. The 30 or fifty people of the tiger might be able to survive so few, but the beast, even if it is more than 200 of us, will be crushed into meat. If you didn't save the master today, these people of our Black Fox tribe would all die on the Colosseum."

As he said, Wulu knelt on the ground again when his legs became weak, and said excitedly: "Master, on behalf of our black fox brothers, I will kowtow to you... Great kindness, I will be a cow in this life. Horses are willing."

Ge Yu hurriedly stepped forward and dragged him: "If you guys have gold under their knees, don't kneel. I won't be your master in the future. The reason why I shot today is because I don't want to watch you die in the mouths of those wild beasts. You will be my escorts for the time being. After a while, I will greet the young master and let you return to your own ethnic group. As for the annual donation of black fox fur, I can also clear the young master. Now, try to pay as little as possible."

Having said that, Wulu was already so excited that he knelt on the ground again, almost crying.

At this moment, he was so excited that he couldn't say a word. A seven-foot man was crying like a child.

Ge Yu comforted him and asked him to sit back again. Then, Ge Yu turned on the phone and found the photos of Zhong Jinliang and Hei Xiaose, and he asked Wulu to come over, and pointed him to the pictures on the phone: "Brother Wulu, look, have you seen anyone on this?"

When Wulu saw the phone in Ge Yu's hand, he didn't notice the photo on that phone. Instead, he looked at Ge Yu's phone in an incredible way. What kind of thing is it, it can shine, and there are people living in it. .

But Wulu didn't dare to ask more. He quickly took a closer look at the photo, shook his head, and said, "Master, I haven't seen this person. They wear strange clothes. They don't seem to be from Sangyu."

"What about this person?" Ge Yu found out the photos of the three of them one by one and showed them to Wulu. As a result, Wulu shook his head again and again, saying that he had never seen it.

Ge Yu was also helpless. He originally thought he could get some news from Wulu, but now it seems impossible.

Afterwards, Ge Yu told Wu Lu to retreat, and told him to act low-key in Kuicang City in the future and not to cause trouble.

Wulu is that they are the voice of guilt. They were lucky enough to survive when they met their master. Wherever they dare to cause troubles, they will only be ordered by the master.

Ge Yu replied and told him to retreat.

At this time Ge Yu was a little melancholy, where did these people go.

It’s okay to say that Hei Xiaose, after all, has only been here for more than a month like himself, but Zhong Jinliang and Zhang Yihan have been here for several months, and because of their methods, didn’t they make a noise in the mulberry field? What is coming?

Next, Ge Yu could only wait patiently for the news from Princess Wuyan. In a blink of an eye, more than ten days passed.

More than ten days later, a group of cronies who had been sent by Wuyan had inquired about the news and returned.

However, it did not bring any good news. They explored twenty or thirty favorite ethnic groups, and looked at the portrait with the people in those ethnic groups. They all said that they had not seen these three people.

When the spies came back, a group of people continued to stay there to investigate, saying that as soon as there was news, they would return to report as soon as possible.