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The diplomat looked embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "My lord Qinglang, I thought that this is not in good manners. You are now the master of Xingqing, and there are many people who admire you. All the welcoming ceremonies along the way have already been arranged. ready..."

Vaguely expressing, your old man can barely be regarded as the king of a country, you can't play games, and if you are like this, isn't it clear that you don't trust us?

Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "Yes, I clearly don't trust you! Your old emperor may have the intention of atonement, and let me be beautiful and majestic along the way, so that I can let go of my grudges, but how can the grudges that were so deep in the past It's so easy to eliminate? What's more, even if the emperor wants peace, who knows if everyone below thinks so, how embarrassing it would be if someone stabbed me with a knife along the way..."

The diplomat hurriedly assured: "Master Qinglang, we have taken sufficient security measures along the way..."

Feng Qinglang interrupted: "Is Lao Tzu's road map to return to his hometown known all over the world?"

The magnificent return of the rebels has already caused a lot of hype within the Di dynasty, especially the guardian of the dynasty, Wei Ennuo, condescended to be a hostage willingly. spoken.

The diplomats could only look at Feng Qinglang pleadingly, but Feng Qinglang didn't show any sympathy. She put away her smile and said calmly, "I think I've made it clear enough. Do you have any other comments?"

The diplomat thought to himself, I would not dare to speak out if there was one... I could only bow and respond: "I wish you a safe journey, my lord! Your Excellency... No, can I accompany you along the way?"

"No need, who knows if you have tracking marks, breath radar, etc."

"..."

The famous rebel is back!But under the curious gaze of the whole Alans, he disappeared again, leading more than 400 people with him, into the mountains along the southern coast, without a trace.

seven days later.

Feng Qinglang's delegation entered the territory of the Shadow Moon Tribe and arrived at the south bank of the Shadow River. If they hadn't traveled around the southern mountains for a few days and made sure to shake off all their tails, they should have arrived here earlier.

The river here is extremely clear, the mountains on the other side are undulating, and at the end of the horizon, the legendary Shadow Cliff is already in sight.

Hundreds of people were cutting wood to build rafts, and the sound of cutting trees and shouting came from the woods behind them from time to time.

Feng Qing smiled and said, "Wumanela, you're almost home!"

Wumanela kicked the river with both feet, and complained: "I thought you sent me back to Xingyun directly..."

"Isn't this not on the way? Listen to me, I haven't been home for two years. Just go back and have a look?"

"..." Umanela remained silent, only feeling a sense of detachment and melancholy.Just like the autumn rainy season of the Shadowmoon Tribe, the previous moment was especially sunny, but this moment is already whispering.

In the drizzle, Feng Qinglang took the cloak handed over by Jeffrey, put it on casually, and read the secret letter she just got. The content is very simple. Originally, Feng Qinglang and the others started to spread out to search for their traces, but according to the coordinates they searched, it was impossible for them to find Feng Qinglang and the others...

Jeffrey said in a low voice: "My lord expected it. Sure enough, some people did not obey the rules and wanted to do something secretly and kill us. The old emperor was extremely furious about this matter. He not only dispatched the important officials of the military court, but also mobilized his own imperial guards. The guards went to suppress these local armies, but this just shows that he has completely lost control of his dynasty, and the people below have already acted desperately for the future imperial power!"

Feng Qinglang has a lot of clues in the dynasty. This is the power of Xingqing's money. He can almost immediately get the first-time movements of the major legions.

He didn't say a word, thought for a while, and simply handed all those secret letters to Huayue, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, we didn't take the arranged route."

Although Huayue was mentally prepared, when she saw the names of those veteran legions with great military exploits, she still smiled bitterly, and said calmly, "At least, the old emperor is on your side now."

Feng Qinglang said indifferently: "If that trash doesn't even have this stand, I should turn around and go back now."

Huayue had no choice but to sigh. In name, he was still a soldier of the dynasty. This was not easy to answer, so he could only tactfully say: "Such a blatant mobilization of the main force of the army is actually strengthening the emperor's determination to abolish Longharin. Restoring the determination of the second prince, Jagasi."

"I can only see now that Longharin is very powerful in the dynasty, and one-third of the army commanders are willing to dispatch the main force for him... In other words, what kind of person is Jagasi, Tang Rui and you both support it he……"

Huayue thought for a while, then smiled wryly: "In any case, it's better than Long Harlem."

"..."

At this time, Umanela turned around, and the pretty face revealed in the cloak was like the most delicate doll. She pinched a small white flower, which was fragrant, and smiled softly: "Qing Qing, I know what kind of flower it is!" ?"

"Uh... Narcissus?"

"Know what that means?"

Feng Qinglang's brains turned sharply, and she smiled suddenly: "Your name, Wumanela, in the Shadow Moon Tribe, is the most beautiful daffodil!"

Wu Manela was like a little girl who had received an unexpected surprise. Before she approached happily, she kissed Feng Qinglang hard on the face, and said softly, "Thank you for remembering, I am very happy."

Feng Qinglang was also a little dazed in the face of the blue-breathing breath, and Hua Yue coughed lightly to remind the two of them that he was also there.

Umanela scolded directly: "What are you pretending to be innocent, don't you have many such things?"

Huayue turned around with a wry smile, and when she saw Jeffrey behind her, she was much smarter, wearing a cloak and still holding the folder, lowering her head and talking to the two female assistants beside her, looking very busy... Huayue simply rushed to Feng Qing Lang waved his hand, and went straight to the soldiers resting by the edge of the woods.

Wumanela was very satisfied with Huayue's understanding, and said again: "Narcissus is in Shadow Moon, it is the most beautiful time, that is the golden years! I think, now is the golden years we have walked together!"

While talking, regardless of whether Feng Qinglang agreed or not, he took Feng Qinglang's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, continued to kick the water, and sang the ancient song of Yingyue: "One day, I will be your bride, and I will have no regrets." ..."

Feng Qinglang smiled and listened, only feeling that the time is also very gentle at this time, sitting side by side with Wumanela, enjoying this peaceful time that has not come easily under the witness of the autumn rain.

A soldier commander wanted to go forward to tell him that the rest time was up and the raft was ready, whether to continue on the road, but seeing this scene, he also stood beside Jeffrey with interest.The diplomat looked embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "My lord Qinglang, I thought that this is not in good manners. You are now the master of Xingqing, and there are many people who admire you. All the welcoming ceremonies along the way have already been arranged. ready..."

Vaguely expressing, your old man can barely be regarded as the king of a country, you can't play games, and if you are like this, isn't it clear that you don't trust us?

Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "Yes, I clearly don't trust you! Your old emperor may have the intention of atonement, and let me be beautiful and majestic along the way, so that I can let go of my grudges, but how can the grudges that were so deep in the past It's so easy to eliminate? What's more, even if the emperor wants peace, who knows if everyone below thinks so, how embarrassing it would be if someone stabbed me with a knife along the way..."

The diplomat hurriedly assured: "Master Qinglang, we have taken sufficient security measures along the way..."

Feng Qinglang interrupted: "Is Lao Tzu's road map to return to his hometown known all over the world?"

The magnificent return of the rebels has already caused a lot of hype within the Di dynasty, especially the guardian of the dynasty, Wei Ennuo, condescended to be a hostage willingly. spoken.

The diplomats could only look at Feng Qinglang pleadingly, but Feng Qinglang didn't show any sympathy. She put away her smile and said calmly, "I think I've made it clear enough. Do you have any other comments?"

The diplomat thought to himself, I would not dare to speak out if there was one... I could only bow and respond: "I wish you a safe journey, my lord! Your Excellency... No, can I accompany you along the way?"

"No need, who knows if you have tracking marks, breath radar, etc."

"..."

The famous rebel is back!But under the curious gaze of the whole Alans, he disappeared again, leading more than 400 people with him, into the mountains along the southern coast, without a trace.

seven days later.

Feng Qinglang's delegation entered the territory of the Shadow Moon Tribe and arrived at the south bank of the Shadow River. If they hadn't traveled around the southern mountains for a few days and made sure to shake off all their tails, they should have arrived here earlier.

The river here is extremely clear, the mountains on the other side are undulating, and at the end of the horizon, the legendary Shadow Cliff is already in sight.

Hundreds of people were cutting wood to build rafts, and the sound of cutting trees and shouting came from the woods behind them from time to time.

Feng Qing smiled and said, "Wumanela, you're almost home!"

Wumanela kicked the river with both feet, and complained: "I thought you sent me back to Xingyun directly..."

"Isn't this not on the way? Listen to me, I haven't been home for two years. Just go back and have a look?"

"..." Umanela remained silent, only feeling a sense of detachment and melancholy.Just like the autumn rainy season of the Shadowmoon Tribe, the previous moment was especially sunny, but this moment is already whispering.

In the drizzle, Feng Qinglang took the cloak handed over by Jeffrey, put it on casually, and read the secret letter she just got. The content is very simple. Originally, Feng Qinglang and the others started to spread out to search for their traces, but according to the coordinates they searched, it was impossible for them to find Feng Qinglang and the others...

Jeffrey said in a low voice: "My lord expected it. Sure enough, some people did not obey the rules and wanted to do something secretly and kill us. The old emperor was extremely furious about this matter. He not only dispatched the important officials of the military court, but also mobilized his own imperial guards. The guards went to suppress these local armies, but this just shows that he has completely lost control of his dynasty, and the people below have already acted desperately for the future imperial power!"

Feng Qinglang has a lot of clues in the dynasty. This is the power of Xingqing's money. He can almost immediately get the first-time movements of the major legions.

He didn't say a word, thought for a while, and simply handed all those secret letters to Huayue, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, we didn't take the arranged route."

Although Huayue was mentally prepared, when she saw the names of those veteran legions with great military exploits, she still smiled bitterly, and said calmly, "At least, the old emperor is on your side now."

Feng Qinglang said indifferently: "If that trash doesn't even have this stand, I should turn around and go back now."

Huayue had no choice but to sigh. In name, he was still a soldier of the dynasty. This was not easy to answer, so he could only tactfully say: "Such a blatant mobilization of the main force of the army is actually strengthening the emperor's determination to abolish Longharin. Restoring the determination of the second prince, Jagasi."

"I can only see now that Longharin is very powerful in the dynasty, and one-third of the army commanders are willing to dispatch the main force for him... In other words, what kind of person is Jagasi, Tang Rui and you both support it he……"

Huayue thought for a while, then smiled wryly: "In any case, it's better than Long Harlem."

"..."

At this time, Umanela turned around, and the pretty face revealed in the cloak was like the most delicate doll. She pinched a small white flower, which was fragrant, and smiled softly: "Qing Qing, I know what kind of flower it is!" ?"

"Uh... Narcissus?"

"Know what that means?"

Feng Qinglang's brains turned sharply, and she smiled suddenly: "Your name, Wumanela, in the Shadow Moon Tribe, is the most beautiful daffodil!"

Wu Manela was like a little girl who had received an unexpected surprise. Before she approached happily, she kissed Feng Qinglang hard on the face, and said softly, "Thank you for remembering, I am very happy."

Feng Qinglang was also a little dazed in the face of the blue-breathing breath, and Hua Yue coughed lightly to remind the two of them that he was also there.

Umanela scolded directly: "What are you pretending to be innocent, don't you have many such things?"

Huayue turned around with a wry smile, and when she saw Jeffrey behind her, she was much smarter, wearing a cloak and still holding the folder, lowering her head and talking to the two female assistants beside her, looking very busy... Huayue simply rushed to Feng Qing Lang waved his hand, and went straight to the soldiers resting by the edge of the woods.

Wumanela was very satisfied with Huayue's understanding, and said again: "Narcissus is in Shadow Moon, it is the most beautiful time, that is the golden years! I think, now is the golden years we have walked together!"

While talking, regardless of whether Feng Qinglang agreed or not, he took Feng Qinglang's hand, clasped his fingers tightly, continued to kick the water, and sang the ancient song of Yingyue: "One day, I will be your bride, and I will have no regrets." ..."

Feng Qinglang smiled and listened, only feeling that the time is also very gentle at this time, sitting side by side with Wumanela, enjoying this peaceful time that has not come easily under the witness of the autumn rain.

A soldier commander wanted to go forward to tell him that the rest time was up and the raft was ready, whether to continue on the road, but seeing this scene, he also stood beside Jeffrey with interest.