Portable Space: The Peasant Princess

Chapter 230 I can, but you can’t (1)

The old man looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice to a thin young man hiding behind the crowd: "Have you written down the appearance of that person just now?"

The young man lowered his head and nodded timidly, "Back to...back to the old man, Nalu has already written it down."

The old man's eyes widened and he said angrily: "You actually wrote it down, why don't you quickly draw it out?"

 “But…old man, Nalu didn’t bring pen and paper!”

They came out in a hurry, and they came out to catch people in the wilderness. How could he bring paper and pen?

The big man narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "Naru, I don't care what method you use, you must draw the person in the shortest possible time, otherwise..."

The young man frowned, with a hint of unwillingness and resentment flashing in his eyes. Asking him to draw now, isn't this forcing someone to do something difficult?

 But when he thought that his family had to rely on the barbarian army to survive, he could only act as ordered.

The young man thought deeply: "Deputy leader, what do you think about this? Nalu started drawing after he returned. There is no paper and pen here, so Nalu can't draw even if he wants to!"

He was originally a resident of the north and a real Zhou people, but in order to allow his family to survive, he had no choice but to join the barbarian army.

He was a latecomer, and those in the barbarian army often took pleasure in bullying him, but for the sake of his family, he endured everything he could and could not bear.

Today is different from the past. If he can't draw, everyone will not end well. The deputy leader wants to make things difficult for him today, which is no different from being at odds with himself.

Sure enough, the big man looked at the old man hesitantly, and when he saw the old man nodded, he reluctantly agreed: "Okay, but it must be drawn as soon as possible, otherwise... let alone you, not even your family will be able to live well."

The young man nodded and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Deputy Chief, Nalu will do his best."

The old man coughed lightly and said, "Okay, let's go back to the base early to think of a solution. Don't forget that ruling the north is our ultimate goal."

The big man was helped up to the old man and said: "Old man, please!"

 The old man nodded and took the lead to leave the dense forest, and then the rest of the people followed suit.

Shortly after they left, a black identity instantly appeared on the spot.

“If you want to rule the north of the Great Zhou Dynasty, you must also ask me if I agree.”

This is none other than Lu Yuan, who had already left before.

At this time, the sky had already brightened, and the rising sun had already risen in the east. The breeze blew by, and the hair on his temples flew with the wind. Looking at the direction where the old man and others were leaving, a playful smile appeared on his handsome face.

 A slight movement came from nearby, and his eyes turned cold, "Who is it?"

 “Young Master, it’s us!”

The same dark shadow flashed instantly, and it was Zhao Bin and Lu Yi who came.

Lu Yi hurriedly stepped forward, looked Lu Yuan up and down, and saw that there was nothing wrong with him except that he was a little tired. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Why are you so disobedient? I didn't tell you not to go alone." ?"

 He has always known that this son has always had his own opinions, but he cannot play with his life.

Lu Yuan pinched his temples lightly, looked at Lu Yi and said calmly: "Don't worry, you won't die."

Lu Yi sighed softly, but said no more. Instead, he said to Zhao Bin: "Zhao Bin, take your young master back to rest."

Lu Yuan seemed to see what he was thinking, but deliberately mocked: "Why, does General Lu feel that he is invulnerable and wants to deal with tens of thousands of people with one person?"

Zhao Bin frowned and said worriedly: "Young Master, the general has been up all night looking for you."

He didn't understand why the young master spoke to the general in such a tone when he was obviously worried about the general.

 (End of this chapter)