Chapter 217

"Lu! You don't want to get involved. It's up to you. As long as we publish the people who really killed the wolf king, you can't stay out of it?"

"Is this a threat?" it's a big deal. I'm not afraid of things. I want to scare people and dream! Lu Ziming quickly analyzed it and said with a sneer, "you should lose the most in this matter. As I said, I won't admit killing the wolf king. As long as I don't admit it, do you think Taiji will admit it?"

He knows something about the camp from Zhuoma. It's unreasonable for him to hand over the honor of killing the wolf king. They will, and neither will Taiji. Otherwise, he won't immediately recognize seltan's killing the wolf king.

"Lu! We have no malice towards you. Seltan's death is not clear. We hope you can help us find the murderer..."

"Stop talking", Lu Ziming stood up. Now there is no need to hide: "when I don't exist, when Zhuoma wakes up, I'll leave here immediately, and there will be no chance to meet again." then he went out of the tent and came to Zhuoma.

After Lu Ziming disappeared, the most depressed person was SAITI at the end of the seat. What's the matter! How can you blame yourself? Saiyiti is very unjust. He is more unjust than Dou E. they don't know each other. If no one instructs, there will be no intersection at all.

But saiyiti had no place to reason, and Lu Ziming wouldn't listen.

Lu Ziming confirmed the killing of the wolf king. Although he didn't admit it in the end, it was no longer important.

Su Liqing can't say what mood he is now. If he knows how to prove it, it's obviously not necessary to overthrow the recognized saiertan killing the wolf king. Moreover, the parties themselves don't admit it. Now there is a man even stronger than saiertan out of thin air. It is uncertain whether he is an enemy or a friend. Although Lu Ziming keeps saying that he is lost and wants to leave the grassland, is Lu Ziming really lost?

It is always a mystery what his purpose is if he is lost thousands of miles into the grassland.

"What do you think of this matter? This man has always been very strange. I'm a little worried?"

Sanar, who was in the second place, said, "maybe we thought too much. When he was in the valley, he had a chance to kill the three of us, but he didn't do it. I don't doubt that he had a purpose. If it was really aimed at us, he should have done it at the beginning. That's reasonable..."

"Maybe he was injured at that time?" said a middle-aged man sitting in the fourth seat.

"I've thought about this, but later things don't make sense. What's his purpose? If he really killed seltan, he shouldn't stay there. In the camp, he seems to only associate with Zhuoma and didn't find him in contact with others. It's more difficult to understand if he came for the holy sword. He is not Mongolian and is not qualified to enter the holy mountain. Even if he gets the holy sword alone, he can't leave the grassland. These obviously don't accord with logic. "

"Maybe there's something we don't know?" the middle-aged man continued.

"It's possible! But it's unreasonable. Who sent him, why sent a Han man, and whether there are others. From the past two days, he has been guarding Zhuoma and there are no suspicious signs. Maybe it's really a coincidence."

They broke their heads and couldn't imagine why Lu Ziming appeared here. Even Lu Ziming wanted to know, let alone them.

The rain has been drizzling for three days. Zhuoma's condition has not improved, but there is no sign of aggravation. Due to the rain, the trial had to be temporarily terminated. Everyone was anxiously waiting for the rain to stop, because it was time to enter the holy mountain immediately.

Whether it rains or not has nothing to do with Lu Ziming. What he cares about now is whether Zhuoma can survive.

It may be because of the lack of medical conditions. Lu Ziming doesn't know the extent of Zhuoma's illness. Zhuoma doesn't have the emergency medical knowledge he learned in the last world. What's worse, if Zhuoma has been unconscious, she will not be able to leave the grassland.

Lu Ziming is anxious. Some people are even more anxious than him. Six eagles on the grassland are some of them. Although they don't have much hope in this trial, they still have a chance to enter the holy mountain. However, it is rumored that due to the rain, the trials that could not be held normally became the selection of warriors from various camps to enter the holy mountain together. If so, it will be difficult for the camp quota to fall on them. Of course, some people are happy with the result.

Of course, there are many people who are more anxious than the six eagles on the grassland. Taiji in the camp is one of them.

As the last day of entering the holy mountain is getting closer, the list of entering the holy mountain can not be determined. If you follow the suggestions of Taiji in each camp, the number of people entering the holy mountain in your camp will be greatly reduced, and the relative probability of getting the holy sword will be less. He has to consider the future status of the camp.

Still in the dark tent full of animal skins and skulls, or the old man and shadow man with orange peel lines, they are also suffering from anxious waiting.

"Sir, they are going to enter the holy mountain from the contestants and warriors in various camps. Our plan may have to be adjusted?"

The heavy rain also disrupted the plans of old orange peel and shadow people, "unexpectedly, the rainy season is ahead of schedule...".

"Yes! Sir, in the past, the rainy season on the grassland would not come until a month later. Since the outbreak of the virus, the temperature has not been normal. Last winter was the warmest winter on the grassland. I heard that there was a heavy snow in the south that was not seen in a hundred years. It seems that the early arrival of the rainy season should be related to the outbreak of the virus."

"I don't want to hear this. Are things ready? If things haven't been decided in another day, we'll take action in advance."

The old orange peel trembled and quickly recovered his calm: "Sir, is it a little urgent? The time to enter the holy mountain is three days later, and there are so many camps around. If we start here, we may not be able to control the situation".

"Control! Why control?" the shadow man disdained in a cold tone: "since the original plan can't be implemented, it's better to make the situation as flustered as possible. When they kill each other, it's time for me to take action... What do you say?"

When old orange peel thought of the scene of corpses piled up like mountains and blood flowing, he said coldly: "Sir, these people will be your people in the future. More people will contribute more. If they all die, the plan to conquer other tribes will be postponed".

"Don't worry, I don't want to kill people everywhere, but I have to go. Go to each camp and ask about it. Say that Taiji wants a public election, and all the capable people have the opportunity to come here to participate in the public election Conference...".