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Chapter 62 Anger

The rich blood energy spread around the mountain temple.

A figure stood quietly in the yard, with endless anger in his eyes.

Everything in front of him had long exceeded his imagination. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that there was such a miserable appearance of hell on earth in the world.

The bodies fell in the yard in a row, and flies flew everywhere, buzzing. Each of the dead was hit by at least dozens of stabs. It is hard to imagine what kind of tragic situation these dead souls had experienced before they died.

"Damn it." Zhuo Donglai clenched his fists, his nails penetrated deeply into his palms, and blood flowed, but at this time, Zhuo Donglai seemed to feel no feeling at all.

At this time, Zhuo Donglai fell into anger.

The people in front of him did not die for a long time, and the blood on the ground had not completely dried up. If he had been able to take a step earlier, the people in front of him might not have died.

Except for the two leading men who had spiritual power, most of the others were just honest villages, and a few of them had never even come out of the village. No one would have thought that this time, the wedding that was originally happy, became the death talisman for all of them.

"What a cruel bandit." Zhuo Donglai's eyes were full of anger: "These people are all village Zhuang who have no grudges and grudges with you. Even if they have brought the wedding to Qiuyue Mountain, it is just the fault of the Zhou family. What does it have to do with these village Zhuang?"

No one answered his words, and no one paid attention to Zhuo Donglai.

The flying god ape had already fled with bandits, and there were only dead people in the yard.

Zhuo Donglai suppressed his anger and piled up the bodies of everyone together. When he lit the pile of firewood under the bodies, his eyes had turned red.

"Everyone, rest." Zhuo Donglai's eyes were full of murderous intent: "No matter where the world is, as long as I, Zhuo Donglai, still breathe a sigh of relief, I will never let go of those cruel bandits."

The moonlight spreads like broken silver to a small pond.

A thin figure in the pavilion beside the pond looked at Yinyue with deep eyes.

"The fish has finally taken the bait." A tall and mighty figure stood up by the pond quickly, and a red carp was hanging from the fish pole in his hand. The fish struggled rapidly, but the tall figure hurriedly grabbed it and threw it into the fishing loft on the side.

The figure in the pavilion sighed: "As a general in the border area, you should be more steady. If you are so unemployed, if you are seen by someone with a heart, you will have to write another book of your book."

The tall figure laughed: "With you, the county magistrate, how could you hand over the memorials from those local officials? Although I, Han Tong, is nominally the general of the border town, since the Qingwang patrol three years ago, most of the military power in my hands has been taken away by Meng Xiaoyun. In my leisure time, wouldn't I beg myself?"

The pavilion couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Why are you? Even the third-rank county magistrate, I, is not having a good life. Although others call me Zhu Le the county magistrate on the surface, everyone knows in their hearts that it is no longer the time for Zhu County magistrate to take power. But I really have to thank General Meng. If it weren't for the fact that he had captured the power of the general and the political power in his hands, how could I have free time to come here to see you fishing?"

"Mr. Zhu, are you just watching me fish?"

"General Han Tong, are you really just fishing?"

The two looked at each other and suddenly laughed at the same time.

With the slight moonlight in the pavilion, there were many hidden in each other's eyes.

"According to the spies on the front line, Meng Xiaoyun's army was not in a hurry to attack Qiuyue Mountain." Zhu Le said in a deep voice: "I originally thought Meng Xiaoyun was just a brave and unscheming reckless man, and would definitely attack Qiuyue Mountain in one fell swoop. But I never expected that he would actually have a deep dark military strategy, and he would have surrounded and not attacked, which would have forced Qiuyue Mountain to the point of ending the mountains and rivers."

Han Tong didn't care: "Qiuyue Mountain is a radius of hundreds of miles, and the mountains are rolling and undulating, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If we follow the military strategy, it is indeed the best way to surround Meng Xiaoyun and not attack. Although Qiuyue Mountain seems to be surrounded and cannot be broken, it is not necessarily the case if Qiuyue Mountain is at its end. As far as I know, Qiuyue Mountain is not just a base on the mountain, but also has a lot of eyeliners in various cities. Qiuyue Mountain's old leader has a deep cultivation level, and the fifth leader Leng Qiuyue's plan is unparalleled. If Meng Xiaoyun wants to take Qiuyue Mountain, he will definitely pay an extremely heavy price."

"Isn't this exactly what you want to see?" Zhu Le couldn't help but smile.

"Isn't this the result you want?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, but each avoided each other's gaze again.

"Those hostile forces must not be let go." Zhu Le sneered: "Zhoujia Village in Jiuyang Town is the hometown of Ding'an Prefect, so it must not be let go. Ning'an Kingdom in Junjianghe is a former county magistrate and cannot be left behind. Lord He of Hu'an Prefecture also submitted a private meeting with Qingwang, so it cannot be let go."

"So, you instructed the Feitian Divine Ape to rob the people from Zhoujia Village and attract the people from Lingzhengmen?"

"No," Zhu Le sneered: "Now that Meng Xiaoyun and Qiushan have been in a confrontation for three months, and major events in the court have changed three times a day. What I fear most is that the night is long and the dreams are too many. Only when third-party forces are attracted can we break the current balance."

Han Tong laughed: "I admire, no matter how the battle between Qiuyue Mountain and Meng Xiaoyun is the only one who benefits in the end. If Meng Xiaoyun is defeated, the Qingyu Empire will naturally take over his military and political position, and you will only benefit. If Meng Xiaoyun wins miserably, the empire will recall Meng Xiaoyun. No matter which side they win, the final result will be that you will regain power. Now everyone's eyes are left on Qiuyue Mountain, but no one will ever think that the real victory or defeat is between your chessboard. Whether it is Meng Xiaoyun, Qiuyue Mountain, or even Lingzhengmen, they are just chess pieces in your hand."

Zhu Le just sneered, but didn't say much.

Deep in the corner of Zhu Le's eyes, a trace of murderous intent flashed faintly.

The general in front of me who had been with him for decades was a bit too presumptuous.

However, the murderous intent just flashed away.

As if he felt Zhu Le's murderous intent, Han Tong chuckled: "I know you must want to kill me, but you dare not take action at all. If you don't have me, you won't be so smooth."

"I don't like smart people very much."

"But in your heart, the real threat is not me." Han Tong smiled proudly in his eyes: "Whether it is the forces in the court, some local officials, or even Qiuyue Mountain or Lingzhengmen, you are your real enemy. With those people here, you will never be able to truly become the overlord of the side. You have no reason to deal with me, not to mention that you and I have made a marriage for your children."

Zhu Le just sneered, but the murderous intent in his eyes gradually faded away.

Although the general in front of him held military power, he had never competed for power with himself.

What's more, the wife of the two in front of us is not only a sister, but also has already decided to have a marriage between them.
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