Reborn Black Lotus can read minds

This Saman came prepared. He had already checked Xiao Xingyun's background before coming. Let's check it out. Why did he take the initiative to say it out? Isn't this a clear provocation?

Saman also laughed, "Isn't there an old saying in the Central Plains of China: Know yourself and your enemy, and you will be victorious in every battle?"

"Victory in every battle?" Xiao Xingyun rubbed the rim of the cup with her slender white fingers and said slowly, "The Saman envoy is declaring war on me?"

Saman picked up the wine glass and clinked it with him, "Between friends, there is no talk of fighting. How happy is it to have friends come from afar? I don't know if I am reciting it correctly, hahaha."

Dashan was attentive and knew that Mr. Xiao was not the kind of person to give in. He was definitely going to make some noise today, so he ordered a few people to keep an eye on him a few meters away, so that if anything happened, they could step forward to protect him in time. Those people were tall, holding big swords in their hands. Their faces were cold and old-fashioned, and they looked like they were not easy to mess with. There was also a short girl standing in front of them. She looked a little out of place, but she was small. There was no expression on the girl's face at all, which unexpectedly made her feel even more untouchable.

So far, Saman is quite friendly.

But Xiao Xingyun's face looked a little impatient.

What the hell is the weather like in the Northern Desert? It just rained last night, and today it's a scorching sun. The dog days of summer are still far away, why is it so hot?

The surroundings fell into an eerie silence, with only the smell of alcohol spreading.

"That one over there is the Central Plains woman, right? She looks so thin and small, so heart-warming." Several strong men sitting next to Sa Man spoke in standard Hun language, with smiles on their faces, and even looked at them. Shen Yuan whistled.

I haven't finished blowing it yet.

A stern look came from the opposite side, followed by a sharp knife.

The violent knife carried a blast of wind and struck the chair under the man. He retracted it in an instant. The chair was split into two halves. The man fell to the ground. The animal skin sleeve on his hand was torn with a big hole, and blood flowed from it. It seeped out, and there was a deep crack on the edge of the table in front of him.

Leather clothes are processed. Although they are soft, they are soft and tough, just like a piece of straight cloth. If you want to split it with a knife, it requires not only huge brute force, but also the precision of speed and strength. Utilization is the more difficult requirement.

The man huddled on the ground, not daring to move or even say another word.

The calm knife skills made the man go crazy with fear. After getting up from the ground, he covered the wound on his arm and ran away howling like a ghost.

The speed was so fast that Saman was shocked.

All the Central Plains people present were confused and didn't understand what was happening.

Yang Xian looked at the green faces of the Huns around him. He stood up and laughed, "We are all friends. We are all friends. Please be tolerant and tolerant if you have any slights. Don't be so stiff. Don't be so stiff."

As soon as he spoke, a group of people immediately responded. They held the wine jar and poured wine into their mouths, hoping to calm down the anger that was about to explode.

Saman frowned.

Yang Xian was scared to death.

Sa Man looked at Xiao Xingyun, took the initiative to bring a glass of wine, and said: "The child doesn't understand the rules, General Xiao, please calm down."

Xiao Xingyun didn't answer, Sa Man froze on the spot in shame, and Yang Xian stamped his feet in panic.

Saman was very patient and said: "You Central Plains people respect the elderly. I am much older than you. Anyway, you should call me Yi."

Uncle Sheng? "

Shen Yuan felt that Saman's mother should really be from the Central Plains. After all, he even knew the word uncle.

Xiao Xingyun glanced at him and said in a calm tone: "Are you worthy?"

Saman thought he heard wrongly, "W-what?"

Hearing this, the whole place became eerily quiet, and even the sound of the wind could be heard clearly.

Yang Xian's back was suddenly wet with cold sweat, and his heart was beating violently.

What is the military master doing? He knew that if he offended this person, no one would be able to walk out of this place alive today.

Xiao Xingyun stood up and clasped his hands, "I was originally in a good mood, but when Sa Barbarian's dog came out and started barking, I suddenly felt very unlucky. Tsk, let's go first."

Yang Xian froze in place, the bulging muscles under his face twitching continuously.

Sa Man had never expected that this man would be so arrogant, and he was surprised and unbelievable. He was obviously stupid.

Xiao Xingyun looked sideways, "You won't come with me?"

Shen Yuan looked at him in horror and moved involuntarily. She ran two steps quickly to catch up with him.

Forget it, Saman is not the kind of person who asks for trouble. Since this persimmon is so hard, how about finding a soft persimmon to pinch?

"Lieutenant Yang, why haven't you seen your wife today?" Sa Man asked casually.

Yang Xian's hand shook and the cup fell to the ground. His legs trembled: "She doesn't feel well..."

Saman looked at the group of Huns and said with a smile: "Why don't you feel good? You Central Plains men just don't know how to serve women. Maybe it will be fine if you let us Huns men serve you, hahahaha!"

Yang Xian lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.

He was frightened and uneasy, not only because of Saman's presence, but also because of

Because Xiao Xingyun is gone.

Saman looked at the woman dancing on the stage and said in an extremely frivolous tone: "What's the point of dancing without taking off your clothes? I will reward whoever takes off the cleanest clothes!"

Rouge's legs went weak while she was dancing.

Saman seemed to notice her nervousness and hooked his hand towards her, "Little beauty, come here."

Yanzhi didn't dare to move. She moved with difficulty, her face turning green because of the fear in her heart.

"Do you know what posture I saw in your Zhongyuan book before?" Saman smiled evilly at Rouge.

Yanzhi was a stranger and didn't understand what he was saying. She quickly knelt down and said, "A civilian girl doesn't know."

Saman smiled even more wildly: "Then, do you want to try it?"

He put an arm around Yanzhi's waist, put his hand in and touched it, and said in surprise: "Ah...it's as good as I expected."

He looked at it again, "It must be fascinating from behind."

Yanzhi screamed "Ah" and jumped out of his arms. Tears instantly filled her eyes: "Please, Lord Saman, please let me go!"

"Ha, that's really interesting. It arouses my desire even more!"

"If the clothes on my body are torn to pieces, I wonder if there will be a more exciting expression?" Sa Man said and was about to take action.

Yanzhi was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she tried her best to back away, but he was extremely strong, and Yanzhi could not break free from his imprisonment.

Rouge whimpered and looked at him desperately, but he became more and more excited.

Yang Xian couldn't bear to continue looking. He closed his eyes in pain and turned his head to the other side.

Saman roughly tore off Yanzhi's clothes, and Yanzhi wanted to cover it with both hands.

She tried to stop herself, but Saman grabbed her hair and pressed her whole body against the banquet table. The other Huns swarmed forward excitedly.