Martial Arts: Start A Life Simulator

Gate of Dono City.

The huge convoy drove slowly into Dono City.

"You mean my fiance is obsessed with a barbarian?"

Inside the luxurious carriage, a brown-haired girl looked at the servant in front of her with a frosty face.

As the princess of the Principality of Mecca, Georgia feels extremely dissatisfied with her marriage to this poor country.

Her fiancé, who had not yet married, began to miss out on women outside, and it is said that the girl is still the most humble barbarian in the mountains.

This made Qiao Liya feel that her lungs were about to be blown up.

"Find someone to stare at that bastard, and once the barbarian appears, come and report to me immediately."

After taking a few deep breaths, Qiao Liya calmed down a little bit. She looked at the servant next to her, her voice full of spite: "When I catch the three, four, three barbarians, I will make Dono City the ugliest. 'S slave came to play with her."

"I want the guy Kerby to know that he is just a waste in front of me."

Soon the carriage stopped on the side of the street, and a servant quickly got out of the carriage.

Georgia watched the servant disappear on the corner of the street, and she couldn't help but show a playful smile.

. . . . . .

"That's the fleet of the Principality of Meca."

Street corner.

After changing into good clothes, Duomen and Lin Jingzhe stood with Lin Jingzhe in a bowler hat.

Looking at the convoy in the distance, Duomen lowered his voice and spoke to Lin Jingzhe: "The woman who just showed her head should be the princess of the Principality of Mecca, Georgia."

"Let's go, let's go back first."

Looking at the motorcade that stopped and started in the distance, Lin Jingzhe's eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly, he naturally heard Georgia's words with the gift of perceiving.

Lifting the long wooden box in his hand, Lin Jingzhe retracted his gaze, unable to hear the slightest emotional fluctuation in his tone: "There is still something to be prepared."

This time he came to Dono City for a very simple purpose. One was to rescue the many clansmen who had been arrested, and the other was to let the high-ranking people in Dono City feel despair.

Lin Jingzhe already had a detailed plan on the way there, and now only has to complete some details.

Originally, according to Lin Jingzhe's previous development plan, he and Donoling did not interfere with anyone, so he developed his own tribe with all his heart, and gradually made the tribe better and better.

But now it has become what it is now.

Not only did Hobby’s son Kerby force his Little Sister into the jungle and could not find the slightest figure, but according to some information that Lin Jingzhe inquired, Hobby actually asked people from many tribes in the mountain to give it to the Principality of Meka. Be a slave in exchange for military support from the Principality of Meca.

They didn't give them a little bit of survival for these hunters.

After oppression and exploitation, they must be sent out.

"Boss."

Walking to a secluded place, seeing no one around, Duomen couldn't help but ask: "Let me go, this time it is too dangerous."

"You are the last hope of the tribe."

Duomen actually disagrees with Lin Jingzhe's coming to save the tribe and revenge. He believes that those who have been arrested have the same idea as him.

In Duomen's opinion, Lin Jingzhe's life is much more valuable than him.

As the most talented person in the tribe, Lin Jingzhe has an unlimited future. As long as he has enough time, he can grow up sooner or later.

"You can cooperate with me."

Lin Jingzhe shook his head, he knew what Duomen thought.

In fact, according to the most secure method, he can hide in the deep mountain and old forest alone, cultivate his strength silently, and wait until the time is right to come out, but this is not what Lin Jingzhe wants.

Although he has experienced so many lives, his heart is still not numb, for Lin Jingzhe's current level.

The increase in strength has long been not the only thing to pursue.

. . . . . .

Three days later.

"Congratulations, Lord Lord."

"Congratulations, Lord Lord."

....

In the Manor of the City Lord’s Mansion, people came to congratulate them in an endless stream, and various gifts were piled up on the grass in the City Lord’s Mansion on a hill.

The bright red carpet extends from the entrance of the manor to the auditorium.

Hobby took his own son Kirby out of the red carpet, ready to go to the embassy to meet Princess Georgia.

Seeing the two come out, the guests on both sides of the carpet who came to the wedding wished.

"Be steady."

Seeing Own's son Kerby looking overjoyed, Hobby frowned slightly and whispered to Own son: "They are all going to be real men..."

"understood."

Kerby was a little dissatisfied with his father's words. From childhood to adulthood, in his impression, his father would only teach him.

Even this time he married Princess Georgia so that he could borrow soldiers from the Principality of Mecca.

And he never asked any of his opinions.

But even though he was very dissatisfied, it was just a slight difference in tone, as for some more emotions, he did not dare to show it at all.

"Um."

Hobby watched Own's son bow his head obediently, and he couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

Looking at the respectful and envious eyes around him, Hobby couldn't help but feel extremely relieved. He seemed to see the day when he led the army of the Meka Kingdom to complete occupation of Moses.

"The lord is not good!"

"Something happened!"

Just when Hobby brought Kirby to the door with a happy face, a servant ran in from the door with a pale face.

Because he was too anxious, he fell on the ground several times in a row. This time he staggered and threw himself in front of Hobby: "Joe...Princess Georgia was killed."

"What did you say!"

"Asshole, you say it again!"

Hearing that Georgia was killed, Hobby picked up the servant who had fallen on the ground. His eyes were dark, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

His eyes were fixed on his servant, as if he was about to eat people: "What the hell is going on."

"We just went to pick up Princess Georgia, and it turned out that she was smashed to the head and lying on the bed."

Hearing the servant's words, the anger in Hobby's eyes gradually extinguished and turned into dullness. He staggered and sat on the ground: "It's over, it's all over."

Hobby couldn't imagine how Donoring would withstand the anger of the Principality of Maecar if this matter was known to the Principality of Maecar.

"Notify the people of the Knights and gather for me."

"Let that bastard Jonah come to see me!"

After sitting on the ground and relaxing for a while, Hobby recovered for a while. He had just experienced great joy and then went through great compassion.

The whole person's throat was sweet, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He knew that it was too late to say anything, and the only thing he could do was to catch the person who killed the princess. .

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