General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 573

Chapter 573: Divine General Leaving the Mountain

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Why not?” MO Guiyuan asked.

The death of the Western Jin apothecary had already caught him off guard. He would not allow Slave Xiu to exceed his control.

Slave Xiu said nothing.

MO Guiyuan stood up and walked towards him step by step. “Slave Xiu, you’re a death warrior. You have to obey your master’s orders and not disobey. I’ll ask you again, can you kill him?”

Slave Xiu still did not reply.

The sacrificial soldiers said little, but if their master asked, they would answer.

Slave Xiu’s attitude angered MO Guiyuan.

MO Guiyuan’s expression turned cold.

He was an expert at deciding victory from thousands of miles away. He was rarely forced to be anxious, but now, he was on the verge of going berserk at any moment.

MO Guiyuan stopped in front of him and looked at him without blinking. “Slave Xiu, you should understand. I’m your master. Your life is in my hands. I can kill you easily, but I don’t want to do that. If you don’t kill Wei Ting, you have to give me a reason.”

There was another suffocating silence in response to MO Guiyuan.

MO Guiyuan clenched his fists, and the veins on his forehead bulged. “I’ll give you one last chance. Between you and Wei Ting, only one can only live!”

Slave Xiu knelt on one knee.

Zhang Feng was stunned.

Slave Xiu was a sacrificial soldier. It was impossible for a sacrificial soldier to sacrifice himself to help others, unless it was his master.

However, it was obvious that Wei Ting was not the master of Slave Xiu. MO Guiyuan trembled with anger. “Why… even you want to betray me…” A ferocious glint flashed across MO Guiyuan’s eyes as he slapped Slave Xiu’s head…

When the Old Marquis followed MO Guiyuan to the entrance of the cave, he bumped into Wei Ting, who was also tracking the Slave Xiu.

“Wei Ting!”

“Marquis Su.”

“How’s it going on your side?” the Old Marquis asked.

“Slave Xiu left,” Wei Ting said.

“Left?” The Old Marquis frowned.

Wei Ting recalled, “He doesn’t seem to want to fight me.”

“This Slave Xiu’s reaction is very strange… Could he know your sixth brother?”

“Slave Xiu is from the Western Jin. My sixth brother has never been to the Western Jin. If they knew each other, my sixth brother should have reminded me.”

“Forget it, let’s not think about him for now. Let’s go find MO Guiyuan. That guy is very cunning. Every time we’re about to catch him, he escapes again!”

This could not be blamed on the Old Marquis. As long as this was MO Guiyuan’s territory and there were secret passages and mechanisms set up by him everywhere, it was actually not easy for the Old Marquis to chase him here.

The two of them entered the cave and quickly discovered a secret passage.

When the two of them arrived at the secret room, MO Guiyuan had already left. There was a person lying on the ground, a dying Slave Xiu.

The Old Marquis was stunned and almost could not believe that this was Slave Xiu.

He squatted down and checked Slave Xiu’s pulse. “His meridians are broken, and he has lost all his internal strength.”

Wei Ting said, “MO Guiyuan did it.”

The Old Marquis scolded, “This old beast… he can even bear to kill his own people…”

Slave Xiu looked at Wei Ting weakly. His consciousness was already a little scattered, but there seemed to be some obsession supporting him, preventing him from taking his last breath.

Wei Ting glanced at him and walked over to squat beside him. “Do you have something to tell me?”

Slave Xiu’s gaze landed on Wei Ting’s waist.

Wei Ting took off the iron bell and handed it to him.

He had long lost his strength. His trembling hands could not hold the iron bell at all.

Wei Ting thought for a moment, picked it up, and placed the iron bell in his palm.

Slave Xiu’s dry lips moved.

Wei Ting leaned down and listened.

Slave Xiu leaned into Wei Ting’s arms and used the last of his strength to say a name in Wei Ting’s ear.

Wei Ting and the Old Marquis found MO Guiyuan in front of a canyon.

At this moment, MO Guiyuan had long taken off his usual clothes and changed into shiny silver armor.

The moment he saw this armor, Wei Ting’s gaze instantly turned cold.