Zhao Rong stopped talking, but just watched the two people's expressions change lightly. He knew that his provocation and disagreement had been successful. Why did he say that? Because Zhu Fengyang already believed that the person Fuer Gogun was coming to kill was himself, and Fuer Gogun also believed that Zhu Fengyang already knew who he wanted to kill.

In this way, the purpose of his arrival has been achieved, and it has been completed. Next, I just need to wait for Zhu Fengyang to talk to His Highness the Regent about the specific matters of the transaction.

Sure enough, Zhu Fengyang looked at Folgun and said slowly, "I don't know that now, His Highness the Regent is in the mood to make a deal with him?"

Fuergun smiled. This was the way to restrain his blood and murderous intent. He looked at Zhu Fengyang with a faint smile on his face. At this time, Fuergun had no trace of momentum on his body, just like all middle-aged men, ordinary, but the chaos in his eyes showed that His Highness Fuergun was not an ordinary person.

Furg went to look at Zhu Fengyang and smiled, saying, "I don't know what deal Zhu Dada wants to make with me?"

Before Zhu Fengyang could speak, Zhao Rong stood up, then looked at Zhu Fengyang and smiled and said, "I wish you, Master, I'll go out and you will have a conversation with His Highness Regent."

As he said that, he walked out.

Furgun looked at Zhao Rong's back and smiled. He felt that the so-called Prince Yunhua is really the best in the world. He has a wink and knows how to advance and retreat. If such a person cannot become the best in the world, he really wants to see what the real number one in the world is.

He looked at Zhao Rong's back and said, "Young Master Yunhua, it's dangerous outside the tent. How about letting my personal bodyguard follow you?"

Zhao Rong knew that this was not only for his own safety, but also to prevent him from seeing things that he shouldn’t see and going to places that he shouldn’t go, so he was not disgusted at all. He just nodded lightly and went out.

When Zhao Rong walked out of the tent, he saw that there was a soldier from Dajin outside the tent. He was also the confidant of His Royal Highness and the embroidered envoy. There was also a handsome middle-aged man, who could not be said to be a middle-aged man. The man looked to be twenty-five or six years old, and he was in his youth.

He looked at the man and smiled and said, "When I go down to Mo Hanchuang, my name is Jingxing and my name is Yunhua. This guy just calls me Yunhua."

The man also smiled, then looked at Zhao Rong and said, "Young Master Yunhua, the surname is Ouyang, the name is Mo, the name is Wudu, and the name is Wudu, and the name is Wudu, the Master Yunhua called it Wudu."

This person is Ouyang who got the jade pendant of the Regent Fuer.

Zhao Rong said in surprise, "Ouyang? Which Ouyang, could it be..."

Ouyang Mo also looked at Zhao Rong and smiled, and said, "If the Ouyang in Prince Yunhua's mouth refers to the Ouyang family in Daliang Jingcheng, then that would be that Ouyang."

Zhao Rong squinted his eyes and looked at Ouyang Mo with a little surprise in his heart and said, "How is Mr. Ouyang here? He has also become the personal bodyguard of the Regent of the Great Jin?"

Ouyang Mo smiled and led Zhao Rong forward, while looking at the bloody Congyang not far away, saying, "This is to go from ten years ago. At that time, I was lost with my family and was abducted by this man to sell it to Yunzhou City. Yunzhou City was not so stable at that time, so I wandered to this Dajin. The prince now regent took me in, so I stayed and became a guard."

Zhao Rong always felt that he could hear a slight difference from Ouyang Mo's tone. What is this slight difference? He was very curious and wanted to know.

Ouyang Mo stopped talking at this time, but just looked at the sky in the distance and the black crows in the sky.

Zhao Rong didn't ask again, just stared at the sky where Ouyang Mo was looking at, and was silently dazed.

After a while, the tent behind the two people opened, and Fuer and Zhu Fengyang walked out, looking at Zhao Rong and Ouyang Mo standing at the door of the tent, smiling.

Then Fore go and look at Ouyang Mo and said, "Ouyang, you should go back with this Zhu Dazhu family, and then go back to the capital."

There was a hint of inexplicable reluctance in his tone. He comforted himself, perhaps, brotherhood. After all, even if a dog has followed him for ten years, he would be reluctant to let it go.

Ouyang Mo smiled, but his smile was a little bitter. He looked at Fol and said, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

Furgun looked at Ouyang Mo's expression, and a very inexplicable feeling rose in his heart. He said, "No, you'll be fine if you're in Daliang. After so many years, you've really worked hard."

Ouyang Mo smiled and stopped talking. He turned around and stood there, his back looked a little cold.

Zhao Rong had already understood something at this time. He sighed and said nothing, and the most pitiful person in the world is such a person.

Zhu Fengyang looked at the Fore and got out of the way: "Since that's the case, it's not convenient for us to stay for a long time. Your Highness the Regent remembers our deal."

Fur got up and said seriously, "On that day, I wish you the boss remember it. Although I am not a word, I have never missed the words I say."

Zhu Fengyang bowed and left. After walking out of the camp of Dajin, he got on the carriage that the embroidered messenger had prepared long ago, and slowly walked towards the direction of Yunzhou City.

In the carriage, Ouyang Mo sat blankly, without saying a word. Zhao Rong sat beside him, and then looked at his face, his pale face seemed a little hesitant.

He patted Ouyang Mo on the shoulder but said nothing.

Ouyang Mo lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked behind him.

The setting sun behind me was like blood, and the black crows were flying everywhere, shouting noisy, which seemed a little annoying.

When asked about the world, what is love? It is a matter of life and death. The two flying guests from all over the world, and the old wings have several cold and heat. The joy and parting are painful, and there are even more foolish children. You should have words, the clouds are vast and the snows of thousands of mountains and the shadows are only to go to?

The road across Fen is lonely, and the flute drums and the deserted smoke is still flat. Why do you sigh at Chu? The ghosts in the mountains cry in the dark and wind and rain. The sky is jealous, but I don’t believe it. The orioles and swallows are all yellow earth. For the past thousands of years, in order to stay for the poet, I sing and drink wildly, and visit the geese hills.

The most pitiful lovesick people in the world. Among the lovesick people, unrequited lovesick people are the most pitiful.
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