noveltune Chapter 363 Jiaoqiu: I'm dead? I was faking it.
Chapter 363 Jiaoqiu: I'm dead? I was faking it.
How many steps would it take to get close to Bu Lizhan?
Three steps.
The first step is to come to Hu Lei.
The second step is to appropriately express your determination to become the leader of the battle.
The third step was a successful infiltration.
is it hard?
After all, although the opponent is cunning, powerful strength can cloud one's mind.
Upon hearing Daji's words, Hu Lei immediately unleashed his power. In that instant, the entire Netherworld Prison was shrouded in murderous intent. The overwhelming force of the attack crashed against the prison's sturdy walls, causing them to succumb to the pressure.
The enormous wolf head suddenly raised its fist and slammed it down towards the fox-man.
The fox-man didn't flinch, but instead revealed a strange smile as he faced the deadly punch head-on.
—As expected, the punch, carrying immense force, stopped just before it reached the noodles.
The force of the punch grazed his face and lifted his long hair.
A look of admiration flashed in Hu Lei's eyes.
"You little brat!"
Modu was startled by this turn of events. He took two steps forward and angrily shouted, "Are you insane? How dare you speak like that? The prophet of the Lord of Longevity said that only Lord Hulei..."
"Medu, shut up!"
Before Mo Du could finish speaking, he was stopped by Hu Lei's angry shout.
Hu Lei sized up the beautiful fox-person.
In a moment of silent confrontation, sparks flew between the two sides.
Some of the people around were even unsteady on their feet.
Jiaoqiu gritted his teeth.
—So, what is the True Lord doing?
Undercover?
Does this thunderous roar and this step-by-step departure... require the True Lord to personally infiltrate?
Jiaoqiu said he didn't quite understand.
If Yunzhi were to answer, he might tell him quite clearly: "Hey, it's just for fun."
Hu Lei rebuked Mo Du, then looked down at the fox-man:
"You said you would become the leader of the war—good! Very good!"
As expected, Hurek was genuinely happy.
To become a leader, especially a leader of the Bu Li people, one must not be someone who is afraid of death or greedy for pleasure.
The Buli people are warlike and love killing. If their leader cannot lead them to victory on the battlefield, they will not acknowledge that leader.
There's a saying that goes, "Being a leader is like being an umbrella. If you can't shelter others from the wind and rain, why would they hold the umbrella over their heads?"
Hu Lei had been imprisoned for so long, and Bu Liren had been divided for so long. What he expected was not a group of weak and incompetent fools coming to seek refuge.
Instead, after a new leader is chosen, they will come and fight him to the death, ripping out his heart.
"You brat."
Hu Lei's voice was deep and calm, unlike that of a bloodthirsty wolf.
"I'll allow you to challenge me, but not now."
Hure admires the identity of "Daji".
But Hure could not afford to clash with him at this time.
To decide on a new leader, it must be done in a suitable environment. Hu Lei isn't stupid; how could he possibly have a life-or-death battle in the enemy's headquarters, or even in the headquarters' prison?
"Yes, Chief."
"Daji" maintained his murderous intent as he faced Hulei.
Hu Lei could naturally sense the fighting spirit rushing straight to his heart, but he remained completely calm.
After all, he hoped that a child would dig out his heart, but he could never give away his own heart.
So what if one is tortured for seven hundred years?
He remains the leader of the battle.
Seeing that the fox-man did not object, Hu Lei turned to Mo Du:
"Before you leave, give me one of the potions you've taken."
Suddo covered his mouth in surprise:
"You...you actually want to don the skin of a lowly beast? This is an insult to your noble status..."
"Idiot, the greatness of losing freedom is worthless!"
Hu Lei was quite disappointed with Mo Du.
Even a cunning strategist like him uttering such foolish words made him feel a bit torn apart by the brat's behavior.
"Once I leave this place, I need a body that at least doesn't look so suspicious!"
He's definitely not some brute; he's much smarter than those wolf soldiers.
He bowed his head and said, "I will obey your orders."
After doing all that, Hu Lei turned to another fox-person whose style was clearly different from theirs.
"Was that fox-person slave offered as food for me?"
What, those two wolves... weren't they fed enough?
Yun Zhi scoffed, "War Chief, don't be greedy. Mo Du and the others may not know, but I know very well that this slave came from Yao Qing. For many years, he has been injecting poison into his body. Now, he is no different from a walking poison."
—Eating too much can lead to death.
That's what a ghost with rainbow-colored Mary Sue eyes next door said.
Hure sniffed after hearing what "Daji" said.
...Then, he smelled a pungent, spicy odor.
Oh, Jiaoqiu likes to eat hot pot with strong flavors.
Apart from the poison, everything had already been marinated in the hot pot.
"snort."
Hu Lei scrutinized Jiao Qiu closely: "A slave, yet he has such audacity?"
Jiaoqiu felt a chill run down her spine.
His poison-laden body could be considered a weapon for taking down the enemy together.
The Buli people have a tradition of "drinking blood wine," where they kill prisoners of war and drink their blood before the hunt begins, thus stimulating the ferocity in their bloodline.
He had made up his mind that if he fell into Bu Liren's hands, he would at least take a few people with him.
"Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone slaves who are at our beck and call!"
"Daji" stepped forward, approached Jiaoqiu, pinched his cheek, and examined him closely.
"What Modu means is that having him along is valuable as a hostage, right?"
"Yes, Lord Hulei, after all, this slave is..."
puff--
The sound of flesh tearing followed, interrupting Modu's words once again.
The smell of blood mixed with the smell of medicine spread out.
"Daji" slowly withdrew the hand that had pierced Jiaoqiu's chest, blood dripping from the claws.
Jiaoqiu was caught off guard and was suddenly pierced. He looked at "Daji" in disbelief.
But with his chest pierced, he didn't even have time to utter a word before falling straight backward.
Then came the sound of flesh crashing to the ground.
Let's have a heart-to-heart talk.
"Daji" seemed oblivious to Modu's murderous gaze. He calmly shook his hand, wiping the blood off.
"Anyway, soon my claws will tear open the chieftain's chest, so I might as well practice on this slave first."
"Daji" looked at Hulei, his eyes full of provocation.
Hu Lei neither confirmed nor denied this.
"Let's go, Chief. If you wish to challenge your physical limits and taste the most potent poisons in the world, I would be most pleased."
"Daji" seemed to be provoking him.
But Hu Lei didn't fall for it.
He snorted coldly:
"You brat, didn't your elders say that it's incredibly foolish to provoke the leader when you have no strength?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, War Chief. I only know that only a waste would rely on the protection of a strong person. Rather than waiting for you, War Chief who has been imprisoned for seven hundred years, to lead us, I would rather be the red moon hanging high in the sky."
"Daji" did not give an inch.
Hu Lei sneered, his wolf-like eyes, filled with murderous intent and bloodlust, fixed intently on the fox-person before him:
"Well said, but just talking about it isn't enough."
Hu Lei's steady voice now carried an undisguised admiration:
"I hope your abilities match your ambitions."
After saying these last words, the leader of the battle took the lead and walked forward.
The wolf soldiers followed closely behind.
"Daji" glanced at Jiaoqiu's "corpse," smiled, and followed.
(Zhibao: I don't know why, but I always have this feeling... that I might end up like that sleepy Pinocchio... getting scolded for a long time...)
A pack of wolves scurried away.
The stench of animals that lingered in the air had faded away.
The peppercorn that had fallen to the ground twitched slightly.