A leisurely life in ancient times

Chapter 802 Wolf ink, welcome back

"A silver-haired man?" Lang Mo was startled, his brows raised slightly, "Why do you ask like that?"

Suddenly, Lei Ding was taken aback when he met Shang Langmo's sharp eyes, and said hesitantly, "Why, what's wrong with this silver-haired man?"

"When have you seen this silver-haired man?" Lang Mo frowned.

Earlier, when I met the silver-haired man near the gate of the city.In the chest cavity, the subtle and familiar breath is absolutely unmistakable, it is the power of blood belonging to the same origin of the black wolf clan.However, he has never heard of any strangers from the Black Wolf tribe wandering outside. What is going on?

From Laurie's mouth, I know that the war between the Black Wolf Clan and the Beamon Clan lasted for hundreds of years.In the end, because the Black Wolf Clan was betrayed by the villain, the Beamon Clan gained the upper hand, and the Black Wolf Clan retreated steadily.In the end, there were only a handful of people who actually escaped from the central city, and the Qingnan branch had the largest number of people. Laurie even said that this branch was probably the only remaining member of the Black Wolf tribe.

In the past, the Black Wolf tribe that dominated the Beast God Continent was hunted and slaughtered by the Behemoth tribe, and even the incense was almost wiped out.It is conceivable how deep the hatred between the two races is.However, no matter how deep the hatred is, it cannot withstand the ravages of the years. Thousands of years have passed, and the hatred between the two races has disappeared. Of course, with the appearance of Fei Lei, this life-and-death hatred has once again revived.

"Just now, at the entrance gate of Yanchengfang, he asked me to hand over this letter to you." Leiding took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Langmo.Speaking of which, he always felt that the man seemed familiar, although he was a stranger, but he lingered with a sense of familiarity.It's like a companion who has lived together for decades, with no head and no tail, making it impossible to guess.

Jiang Qing was surprised, fixed her gaze on Didison, and asked, "What's the matter with the silver-haired man?"

Lang Mo Zhanxin read it seriously, ignoring Jiang Qing's inquiry.After all, the information given in the letter was too shocking, so he couldn't recover quickly, and even ignored the people and things around him.

"When I came here this morning, I passed by the gate of the city and bumped into Zhao Qi. At that time, a silver-haired man was sitting by the window on the second floor of a restaurant. The devil said that the breath was very subtle and he couldn't tell what was going on..." Di Disen told Jiang Qing in detail what happened in the morning.In fact, he himself was at a loss as to what the origin of that silver-haired man was.However, the only thing that is certain is that Lang Mo cares about the silver-white man very much.

"Subtle feeling?" Jiang Qing rubbed her chin, her gaze passed over Lei Ding and landed directly on Lang Bo.She has been in the Beast God Continent for so long, and she is somewhat familiar with the mystery of the Beast God Continent. When Lang Mo disappeared mysteriously, Lang Tu and Jiang Yao bluntly said that they could feel his breath of survival, which in itself was a mysterious thing.Although father and son are by nature, such matters are ultimately inseparable from blood relationship.

"Clan people?" Lang Bo spit out two words lightly.

Next to him, Lang Mo had just folded the letter when he suddenly heard Lang Bo say these two words.The bottom of my heart was suddenly taken aback, recalling that when I looked at the silver-haired man at the gate of the city earlier, I felt that it was a subtle induction between the same clan. At first, he didn't think deeply, after all, he had never heard of other black wolves besides the Wind Chasing Tribe. Clan members, if they see a strange face suddenly, they will not think deeply about the clan members subconsciously.

At this time, Langbo said this.

He felt that it was very possible, thinking that the man might be a lost clan member, Lang Po's cold heart felt hot.This is good news for the Black Wolf Clan, or the Chasing Wind Tribe.

"Before, I didn't think about it. When Lang Bo said that, I suspected that the silver-haired man might have the blood of the Black wolf tribe..." Lang Mo said calmly, but the slightly trembling fingers pinching the letter revealed his innermost feelings at the moment. real thoughts.

Yubei, the clan where these forces gather.There are tens of thousands of people in the clan. Compared with it, the Molang clan of the Chasing Wind Tribe has less than a hundred people, how sad it is.It is an indisputable fact that not only the Black Wolf Clan, but also other races in the Wind Chasing Tribe are sparsely populated and their foundations are too shallow.

Therefore, when they learned that the silver-haired man might be a member of the clan, Lang Mo, Lang Bo, and Tal were very excited. The three of them had the blood of the Black Wolf clan, and the feeling of honor was the most profound.

"Can you find that person?" Lang Bo asked excitedly.

Lang Mo said: "Don't worry, he asked me to go to the Panjiang Tower at dusk tonight, and we will know the truth of the matter immediately. Then, you and Tal will go with me..."

"Okay." Lang Bo nodded cautiously, unable to hide the agitation in his eyes.

After chatting for a while, Taoyuan Pavilion couldn't settle down, so everyone went to the backyard to pack up their things, and followed Lang Mo to Morocco's mansion in Shangyang City to settle down.

The matter of the Zhao family has not been fully resolved, and Fei Lei and Xian Yumang believe that they will visit soon, although at this time Lang Mo wants to save time to talk to Jiang Qing.It's a pity that not only Jiang Qing didn't give him face, but Didison and Reading didn't even give him a chance.

There are many things in Yubei, and time is tight.

Lang Mo looked at Jiang Qing's back with a face so cold that he glared fiercely at the ignorant Didison and Leiding.However, the two remained indifferent. One insisted on summarizing the events in Morocco, while the other quickly told the little things that happened in Taoyuan in the past seven years.

It made Lang Mo's whole head dizzy, but he couldn't refuse.

The corners of Jiang Qing's mouth curled up slightly, holding the jade hairpin that she had carried with her for seven years in her hand, slowly rubbing it.On the top, there is still a faint smell of wolf ink, and the faint grassy smell carries the fragrance of medicine.

This smell belongs to Langmo alone.

Bowing his head, he looked at the jade hairpin in his hand.Due to years of playing and touching, the edges and corners of the hosta hairpin have been smoothed, and they are no longer elegant and beautiful seven years ago.However, in Jiang Qing's eyes, this jade hairpin is so beautiful!
Just now, during the battle in Taoyuan Pavilion.

Lang Mo suddenly stuffed the jade hairpin into Jiang Qing's hands without saying anything.However, that handsome face was full of thousands of words, and the warm breath of Lang Mo's palm still remained in his hand.

Suddenly, Jiang Qing stood still.

Holding the jade hairpin tightly in his hand, he looked at the room where Lang Mo and the others were, and said tenderly, "Lang Mo, welcome back!" After saying those words, tears of joy slipped from the eyelids and slowly dripped down the tender cheeks , and finally splashed tears on the ground.

At the same time, Lang Mo in the room seemed to feel something.

He raised his hand and caressed his chest.It used to be the place where the hosta was placed, and the cold face was a little bit softer. It's great to stand under the same sky as you!It's so nice to see you whenever you open your eyes!

In the room, Redding and Didison, who had been arguing, suddenly fell silent.Looking up, watching Lang Mo silently staring somewhere outside the door, Gao Lengjun's face was gradually warmed up, and he glanced at each other, his tense mood relaxed unknowingly.

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