Chapter six hundred and seventy-eight cold scheming
It has been raining in the south of the Yangtze River these days, and the rain is drizzling. Although it is still soft as the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River, there is no vitality in the rain, and there is some murderous intent in the blood. Please remember the website address of this site:.
The sky was dark, the sky before was already dim, and now it is like night.
Yanliu Lake in the south of the Yangtze River is still a pure land on earth. Drizzle passes through here and slowly spreads on the lake water. A few wisps of water spread on the lake surface. Widths of light mist begin to spread, covering the entire Yanliu Lake with a strange feeling.
The sun is like moonlight, but it is less cool than the moonlight. The light red light is like a decoration on the sky, like a doll of a demon.
The rain seemed to have never stopped, as if the sky was sad, what was sad? The blood flowed thousands of miles in the south of the Yangtze River, and millions of corpses were buried. If the sky was still moved, it might have responded to the saying - the heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are straw dogs.
The drizzle drifted slowly in the air and in the light mist, drifting away, and a little bit seemed to drip into the heart of a person. The calm lake of heart began to tremble slightly, and the undulating sea of heart slowly settled into calm in the drizzle.
In such a breeze and rain, a water-blue figure suddenly appeared on the shore of Yanliu Lake, and the swaying figure seemed quite lonely in the breeze.
He hugged his chest with his hands, as if he was a little cold.
The drizzle seemed to not flutter with the wind, but fell vertically, falling on the black hair.[
However, she never wavered before, and still stood calmly on the lakeside, quietly looking at the little bits and pieces in the water.
"Why haven't you come back yet?" A few light voices appeared on the corner of your mouth.
Her appearance is still young, but her eyes are extremely firm, like an indestructible piece of gold and stone.
"It seems that something big is going to happen in the clan." The red lips were dim and a little dry. The beard teeth were biting on the red lips with a very worried expression. "The holy envoy has already put the clan on the first level of alert and drove away the non-clan people..." The little girl was still silently saying, "Come back quickly, the clan needs you..."
A man suddenly walked slowly behind the bushes behind her, with long white and black hair, and his face was even older than a few years ago. He might not have been so old, but why did he age so much?
"Oh—" sighed, "Why do you have to?"
Nowadays, the Holy Clan does not allow anyone to leave the clan without authorization, even the deputy clan leader is just a normal second.
No one dared to resist the orders given by the Holy Envoy, but someone came out without authorization, and it was a father and daughter.
Leng Qing looked up slightly, and the rain entered his eyes, confusing her eyes. She couldn't see clearly what was in front of her, but he knew that the weather was about to change.
"The clouds have already pressed over the clan, and perhaps the disaster is coming soon. Is this punishment or experience?" A hint of despair and mockery appeared on the corner of her mouth.
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In the holy land, there is still the mountain, and white clouds are still lingering on the cliff.
The sacred realm is different from the outside world. There is always a scorching sun here. The red sun gives people not only a little warmth, but also an indescribable peace of mind.
A plain long robe draped over her body, making a sound in the wind.
He likes standing here very much because he can see a lot and he can think a lot.
Leng Han, a person who is tall but always silently heard about it.
Time is like a knife, and it has cut a lot of traces on his face. The traces of time must not be concealed. After the snow-white hair hangs on his shoulders, there is an unprecedented heavy and grand look in his calm expression.
"Holy Envoy." A voice came from behind.
"Say." Leng Han responded faintly.
Who is behind him?
With a gorgeous costume, it was generous and noble. But for some reason, today I stood behind Leng Han and seemed a little extravagant and vulgar.
"The ban in the clan has been issued, but..." Yan Rulie said humbly.
Leng Han never shook his body, "But what?"
"Someone left the sanctuary regardless of the ban, but it was only from the shore of Yanliu Lake." Yan Rulie might have just made a small report, but Leng Han frowned slightly at this. I don't know if it was because of the father and daughter who despised the ban or because of Yan Rulie's petty heart.
Leng Han was silent for a long time. He did not have the domineering aura and power of a superior, but was just as approachable as an old wise man.
Yan Rulie stood calmly behind Leng Han, with his hands tied to his front waist to show respect.
After a while, Leng Han then spoke, "Who?"
"Lengquan father and daughter." After Yan Rulie said this, he not only did not have the desire to frame the blame, but only showed a fair atmosphere.
"Lengquan and father?" Leng Han thought for a moment, remembering the two little kids, "Barrien Yanliu Lake?"
"That's right, I'm just standing by the Yanliu Lake, and it seems that I'm just looking at the lake." Yan Rulie responded calmly, looking at the old man in front of him, a trace of desolation appeared in his heart for some reason.
Leng Han suddenly opened up the topic and asked Yan Rulie: "Rulie, what do you think of Lengquan?"
Yan Rulie looked at Leng Han's back in surprise, and then spoke after a little silence. He had no idea in his heart, "A person who can do it."
"What can I do?" Leng Han showed a smile, but there was a hint of indifference in his smile.
Yan Rulie looked at Leng Han's back and seemed to be able to see through what Leng Han thought, "Fa serves as an important position in the clan, Fa solves the difficulties of the clan, and has the power and virtue..." Yan Rulie said calmly.
"It seems that Lengquan can do it." Lenghan said lightly, as if he was not very interested in Lengquan.
Then Leng Han asked, "So do you think anyone in the clan can be called capable besides you?"
This sentence contains murderous intent and opportunity. Yan Rulie's expression was shocked, and his eyes suddenly flashed with a bright light, and he looked at Leng Han with a slight dazed look.
At this moment, Leng Han's thin body slowly turned around and turned to look at Yan Rulie in front of him. His eyes were dull and strange, as if he was just looking at an ordinary person.
"Holy Envoy..." Yan Rulie said in a trembling voice, "What do you mean?"
"Hmm?" Leng Han did not answer.
Yan Rulie calmed down his emotions a little, and then thought about it carefully, "The Holy Son has always been the most virtuous, among which the Holy Son of Water is the most. Unfortunately, there are regulations in the clan that the Holy Son cannot hold an important position in the clan."
"That's right." Leng Han said.
"If you remove the Holy Son, there are only a few children in the clan who can serve as the patriarch." Yan Rulie said, Yan Rulie was a little surprised, as if he had thought of something.
Leng Han's expression was still as plain as water, "Those children."
"The son Yan Zhi, the daughter of Lengquan is cold and affection...don't let anyone else." Yan Rulie thought for a moment and only said two names.
"Yes." Leng Han just nodded at this.
Leng Han continued to ask: "I see the changes in the tribe over the past ten thousand years."
Yan Rulie didn't dare to interrupt and listened attentively.
"Even if the clan leader is changing his position, I have never interfered." Leng Han's words seemed to pierce into Yan Rulie's heart like a thorn.
Leng Han continued: "It is true that as you said, there are more and more waste in the clan."
"As a clan leader, if he does not have the momentum of a clan leader, he is indeed not worthy of being a clan leader. If he can't even protect his own clan leader, then how can he get the qualification to be a clan leader?" Leng Han said with a sneer, "The position of the clan leader is not hereditary, and fresh blood is needed in the clan. That's why I let you little guys make trouble."
Yan Rulie suddenly knelt in front of Leng Han, bowed his head and claimed the crime, "Yan Rulie and his ancestors of the Yan family were guilty."
"What's the crime?" Leng Han smiled faintly, "I originally planned to let the Bai family members be the head of the tribe, but unfortunately they didn't have this intention."
Yan Rulie looked at Leng Han in panic, not knowing what Leng Han would say next.
"But you did a good job." Leng Han said with a smile, then turned around again and looked at the place where the white clouds lingered in the distance.
"I..." Yan Rulie immediately kowtowed under Leng Han's feet, "The ancestors of the Yan family have been carrying this heavy responsibility for thousands of years, and the Yan family can no longer bear it. Thank you for your sage envoy's ability to understand us..."
Leng Han shook his head slightly, "Everything is played by fate... In the dark, all this is destined, and the signs have been revealed..."
This sentence revealed a lot of information. Yan Rulie was full of doubt and raised his head to look at Leng Han, "You go down and call the two elders."
"Yes." The excitement in Yan Rulie's eyes faded...
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Small bamboo forest building.
The green bamboos and green onions look very beautiful under the breeze.
In the hut in the bamboo forest, there was a person sitting, holding a black piece in his hand, and silently playing a chess game that could be left by one person on the chessboard.
However, at this moment, two figures slowly walked from the bamboo forest path, walking slowly, with some confusion in their expressions.
Five feet away from the bamboo forest, the two of them bowed and said respectfully: "Holy Envoy, we have arrived."
"Well, come in." Leng Han sat cross-legged on the cushion, looking at his chess game with a plain expression.
In addition to the extremely old elder of the Holy Clan, there are two elders, who are the elders of the previous generation. However, they are reluctant to leave, and not only do they never ascend to the clan, but also stay in the mortal world forever.
The two gray long hairs seemed to be able to hang on the ground, which shows that they are not young anymore.
However, the two elders were still just a child in front of Leng Han.
"You guys do it. You are not young anymore." Leng Han smiled.
The two old men over 100 years old shook their heads slightly, "Don't dare to be presumptuous in front of the Holy Envoy."
"Haha." Leng Han shook his head slightly, not saying anything.
"What do you think of my chess game?" Leng Han looked at the strange chess game in front of him, and the black and white chess pieces had a tendency to invade each other...