Chapter 1,082 The Saints Love Wolf Doesnt Understand
At this point, Xuanwu's eyes sparkled with tears and his voice was choked with sobs, but he turned his head and looked at Suzaku: "How should I thank you?"
Suzaku smiled and shook his head: "No, if I help you, I am also helping myself, because I don't want to become the next ex Xuanwu."
Xuanwu wiped his eyes. When he put down his hand, there were no tears in his eyes, and his eyes became calm and clear. He glanced at the foot of the mountain and saw the torches that had begun to appear dotted. They should be people from the Dugu Department.
When he was about to gather for the mountain patrol, he glanced at the bottom of the cliff on the other side. The fire was still fierce. He nodded and said, "Qinglong is dead. What will happen next? Do you want to arrange a successor?"
Suzaku shook his head: "This time it was a fire that extinguished Qinglong. It was not a normal handover. It was even different from your last inheritance of Xuanwu. What we have to do is to uproot Qinglong's gang members and avoid future troubles forever. This
Before we came this time, Bai Hu hinted, and he had no objection, saying that he was unhappy with Qinglong in the morning, but he was afraid that a single blow would not provoke Qinglong's revenge, so he stood still. Now that Qinglong is dead, he will not stand on the side of the dead. Trust me,
He will definitely try his best to destroy the remaining forces of Qinglong."
Xuanwu nodded: "Do you want to get rid of Huanxuan too? He is Qinglong's apprentice."
Suzaku pondered for a moment and shook his head: "It's better not to make a move yet. Qinglong has never revealed his true identity to Huan Xuan, and now the royal family in Jin Dynasty is on the verge of breaking out. Huan Xuan is still useful, without Qinglong's support from behind.
He can only rely on us, and when everything calms down, we can consider him as one of the new Qinglong's successors."
A trace of displeasure flashed in Xuanwu's eyes: "Why him? This person wants to usurp power and seize the throne, which is inconsistent with our mafia's purpose of supporting the Jin Dynasty. I think it is better to let that person take over."
Having said this, he looked down the mountain in the direction of Liu Yu's tent.
A cold light flashed in Zhuque's eyes: "Master Xuanwu, I need to remind you again that Mr. Xie An has left, and his plan to help Liu Yu and other Han people to rise to power has failed. Qinglong has many faults, at least
There is no problem in protecting our family. If you want to follow Xie An's old path, I'm afraid that the Xuanwu position that he fought for you with his life will not last long. Once the fundamental interests of our mafia family are touched,
, both your predecessor and Qinglong will end up here."
Xuanwu nodded: "I understand that Huan Xuan has many disadvantages. At least in terms of birth and blood, he is much stronger than Liu Yu. Moreover, everyone in Jin Dynasty thinks that Liu Yu is dead now and is not suitable to go back. However,
, should we spread the news that he is not dead and is still in the grassland first? Now that Qinglong is dead, the obstacles for him to return to Jin no longer exist."
Zhuque smiled and pointed in the direction of Liu Yu's tent in the distance. He saw that figure as strong as a mountain standing in front of the tent with his arms folded, and next to him stood a graceful figure, even though he was wearing a mask.
She has pigtails, and even though she is wearing the leather robe of an ordinary grassland herdsman, her beauty is still hard to conceal. Isn't it Murong Lan?
Xuanwu's eyes widened suddenly and he shook his head in disbelief: "How could it be possible? How could this happen? Liu Yu would actually be with her?"
Zhuque sighed: "There are no eternal vows in this world. Liu Yu's life was saved by Murong Lan. When he was most desperate and helpless, this woman accompanied him through the most difficult years and made him cheer up again.
, Now that they have become a real couple, do you think it is suitable for Liu Yu to return to Dajin now? With such an enemy princess? "
Xuanwu gritted his teeth: "It's not appropriate, and it shouldn't be. You're right. Liu Yu doesn't have the responsibility to be one of us now. Maybe Xie Xianggong also misjudged him. In the final analysis, one's background determines one's vision and mind, even if
Even he can't escape this. Just let him stay here and grow old with his confidante."
As he spoke, he turned around and left without looking back. Dozens of Xuanwu killers followed closely behind and disappeared.
Suzaku shook his head gently, turned to glance in Liu Yu's direction, and murmured: "Are you really going to stay with her on the grassland for the rest of your life?"
After saying this, he shook his head in a self-deprecating manner, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of Suzaku killers followed him, heading in the direction Xuanwu left. The hot wind was rolling, the fire was soaring into the sky, and in this small forest, it seemed like something
It never happened, everything fell into silence.
Beside the sacred tree hut, in the wild grass, Tuoba Si Jing was naked from the waist up, as if he had been washed with water, and only wore leather pants. He was looking at the direction of the deep valley in the distance, seeing the firelight soaring into the sky, his eyes gleaming.
On one side, He Lanmin was naked, with a flush of happiness on her face. This woman, who had just received the nourishment of love, touched Tuoba Si's waist from behind and said softly: "My wolf master, what are you looking at? But
It's just a mountain fire, Liu Weichen or your uncle must have sent people to do damage."
Tuoba Si was silent for a moment and shook his head: "I'm afraid things are not that simple. Without further ado, I'm going back to Qijie Mountain now. Minmin, go back to the hut quickly and keep an eye on Ji Liwan. I'm afraid someone will come to you soon."
here."
He Lanmin's expression changed: "Didn't you say you wanted to take me away? Are you going to change your mind?"
Tuoba Si shook his head, turned around, picked up the leather robe on the ground, and started to put it on: "Liu Xian may use this matter to attack me in advance. It's not safe for you to follow me now. Stay here and let me know if there is any news."
, according to the method we agreed."
As he spoke, he quickly dressed up and didn't look at He Lanmin again. With a whistle, a horse came from the depths of the grass. He jumped up, looked back at He Lanmin, grinned, and then his legs
With a pinch, the horse neighed and ran away.
A trace of resentment flashed in He Lanmin's eyes, she shook her head and murmured: "Tuoba Si, why do you never understand what I want?" She lay down on her back, and the moonlight illuminated her beautiful face.
The mutton-fat white jade-like body was extremely beautiful, and a crystal teardrop slipped from the corner of her eye and fell into the dust.
Tuoba Si ran for more than three miles and entered a small trail in the back mountain. The rocks here were rugged and only hunters could walk on them. However, with his superb knights, it was as if they were walking on flat ground. Behind a big stone, An Teng and more than ten people were walking.
People have already been waiting here, surrounding a big fire, with different expressions.
Tuoba Si jumped off his horse, and without saying hello to his brothers, he picked up the human head behind the bronze mask placed by the fire. He took off the mask, but he only saw a picture of a man in his sixties, with a full face.
There was nothing too ordinary about the weathered old man's face, but the surprise in his eyes still remained.