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There is an old friend from Yangguan in the west Chapter 1268: Difficulties in dealing with the aftermath

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    Chapter 1,268 Difficulties in dealing with the aftermath

    "Hey, uncle, this is really troublesome. Mr. Yun, brother Wen, please come in, I just want to invite you two."

    Feng Rushan sighed silently, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent. He quickly signaled He Shuang to open the door to welcome the guests.

    ¡°If they really kill Asu or her men tonight, then Deleng¡¯s old lady will definitely become the first target of people related to the Beihu tribe to vent their anger. It is conceivable that the life of the old lady must be unspeakable.

    Maybe Deleng can't think of the cause and effect now, but when he grows up, he will always understand what he will think of Feng Rushan's "life-saving grace" today. It's hard to say between grudges and grudges.

    "Haha, Elder Mu and Miss Mu saved passers-by in danger. Their heroic deeds of chivalry and righteousness in ancient times can be seen today. Zhe Wen and I would like to toast you two."

    Mo Yun nodded to He Shuang, walked straight in and sat down.

    "Haha, Mr. Yun's false praise is nothing more than a simple effort. Moreover, whether saving his person and harming his mother is a good thing or a bad thing, who can tell clearly"

    Mo Yun and Zhe Wen were neatly dressed and obviously prepared. Feng Rushan did not hide anything and told the general situation.

    He and Murong Xuefei may not need Mo Yun's help to kill people, but saving people is much more difficult than killing people.

    "Well, I can send Wei Dian to bring a token to pick up Deleng's mother overnight. However, Elder Mu, in this way, it is tantamount to directly announcing the relationship between Deleng and this matter. If something happens to Masu, Bei  The Hu tribe will definitely not give up. We may not need to worry too much, but there is no guarantee that he will vent his anger on other forging slaves of the Zhaoda tribe"

    Deleng¡¯s mother suddenly disappeared, and something happened to Masu. The cause and effect were clear, and the people of the Beihu tribe were not fools, so they would not have missed it.

    Of course, Mo Yun has more say in the behavior style of the chiefs, chanyus, and khans on the grassland. Of course, they cannot all be said to be murderous demons, but killing a few blacksmith slaves will  Not many can blink.

    ", the chief of the Beaked Hu Tribe, Mala, is rumored to be very overbearing. Saving a life is better than building a thirteen-level pagoda. Hey, Miss Mu, have you thought about it?"

    Tong Nu is not a normal person. In Mo Yun's eyes, these are not some big secrets. They can also be said to be common sense. He doesn't think Feng Rushan would not think of this. Of course, thinking about it and caring about it are two different things. Feng Rushan is very likely to  I don't care. As for Murong Xuefei, hey, it's hard to say.

    The life and death of the forging slaves in the Zhaoda tribe had little to do with Mo Yun, and he didn't care too much. However, since Murong Xuefei cared about Deleng, she might care about others.

    For the management of defeated tribes, the method of protecting armor and sitting together is very popular. Mo Yun does not need to say more about the details, and he cannot explain clearly, but Mo Yun can conclude that if something happens to Asu tonight, the innocent people affected will  There must be more than one life.  So whether Murong Xuefei builds a pagoda or demolishes a temple, hey, it all depends on what you think.

    Mo Yun is very interested in Feng Rushan's thoughts.

    "Haha, Mr. Yun has great views. The Zhaoda tribe is indeed very difficult."

    "Hehe, it seems superficial on paper. I am not a grassland person after all."

    Feng Rushan was stunned for a moment, then took up the wine and downed it in one gulp.

    He really didn¡¯t expect that Mala would anger the slaves of the Zhaoda tribe. It wasn¡¯t that he didn¡¯t expect it, but he didn¡¯t think about it.

    In fact, Feng Rushan has heard many times about the sayings and stories about the great men treating slaves like slaves, and has seen many related records in classics. However, knowing and learning are fundamentally two different things, and being able to do things at any time  Use it proficiently anywhere and without any boundaries.

    In fact, this can't blame Feng Rushan.

    In China, even if there is a little personal understanding of what innocence means, generally speaking, killing innocent people, whether they are mortals or low-level monks, has always been a taboo for high-level monks. This concept has been around for hundreds of years.  It became a part of Feng Rushan's subconscious, without even thinking about it.

    "It's a pity that Mala is not a monk, Gangxing Shenzhou, Huaxia Continent, Qinke Grassland, and not Fengming Mountain.

    Even if Gangxing China has similar taboos, if the slaves are not considered human at all, then they cannot be said to be innocent.

    "Damn it! Mo Yun, what do you think we should do? Let's let that little witch go! Huh, Mu Yan, think of a way to get the best of both worlds."

    Murong Xuefei also knew that what Mo Yun said was true. Of course, before that, she had never thought about the aftermath.

    "Haha, Miss Mu, the Zhaoda tribe was defeated and became slaves. There is no foolproof plan, but"

    ? ?Since Yun took the initiative to come to Feng Rushan, he must have some concerns.

    In fact, Mo Yun¡¯s plan is nothing new. He just wants to avoid the limelight first and wait until everyone has forgotten about this small incident before looking for another opportunity.

    Asu is just a first-level warrior, and he is really determined to kill her. With Feng Rushan's methods, there is always a chance. Of course, this requires a little patience and time. Is Murong Xuefei willing to do it for a  Mo Yun doesn't know why a little blacksmith is wasting his good time.

    "Actually, Miss Mu, as long as we arrange Deleng's mother well, Mala may not be angry with the people of the Zhaoda tribe. Maybe we are overly worried."

    If it is Mo Yun's own trouble, hey, he is also the son of the clan leader. Moreover, he is the son of the clan leader of the Shiniu tribe, not the son of the Zhaoda tribe leader.

    "Master, madam, you are all good people, I want to take my own revenge!"

    Deleng was confused when he heard this, but it wasn't that complicated. He was a slave himself, and he had a personal experience of the numb temper. He struggled to get up and kowtowed to Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei.  countless.

    "Xiao Lengzi, you get up first. Mr. Yun is smart. Uncle Master, let's let her go for a while. Shuang'er, pack your things"

    Feng Rushan didn¡¯t care much whether he was a good guy or a bad guy. However, for him to disregard the lives of hundreds of people just because he had a chance to compete with a little girl. This kind of thing was something he never thought of, but now that he thought about it, he still couldn¡¯t feel at ease.

    "Elder Mu's benevolence has touched countless lives, and Mo Yun admires him."

    "Mu Yan is very interesting!"

    Mo Yun glanced at Feng Rushan with some confusion.

    He originally thought, hey, his original thoughts were not important anymore.

    "Is this what I want to do, master? No, I must have a way."

    Looking at the slightly lonely look on Feng Rushan's face, He Shuang couldn't help but feel distressed. She wanted to pour Feng Rushan a glass of wine, but unfortunately, she could only silently pack her things, get ready, and drive all night.

    Ma Su is not Mo Kun, and the Beaked Hu Tribe is not the Feilong Gang. Although He Shuang firmly believes that Feng Rushan is omnipotent, one person's power is always limited.

    ¡°Besides, in Qingtian City, Feng Rushan finally had a few helpers such as Wu Bin, but in Qinke Grassland, he was truly alone.

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    "Feng Rushan, please accompany me for a walk."

    Deleng woke up. Although he was very depressed, he could barely ride a horse. Everyone traveled more than fifty miles in one breath. Deleng couldn't hold it anymore. It happened that there was a small oasis not far from the main road. In fact,  It was just a small pond, surrounded by more than a dozen poplar trees and some sparse weeds growing there. Everyone set up tents by the pond and prepared to spend the night here.  Murong Xuefei was upset and didn't bother to watch He Shuang busy, so she pulled Feng Rushan out of the tent to relax.

    ¡°Uncle, I¡¯m still pretty without a veil.¡±

    The two walked leisurely and unknowingly walked out of the small oasis and sat down on a big rock. Feng Rushan touched his left hand and found a string of white jade necklaces in his hands. He carefully put it on for Murong Xuefei.  It was the night of the full moon, and the vast desert was silent. Under the bright moonlight, Murong Xuefei seemed to be covered with a layer of holy glory. She was beautiful and round, and Feng Rushan had not been with Murong Xuefei for a long time.  When they were alone together, he couldn't help but kiss her cheek gently.

    It was late at night, and Murong Xuefei was not wearing her veil.

    "Hmph, I'm pretty even in a veil, at least much prettier than that Asu. Feng Rushan, the moon is so round tonight. I wonder if there will be a moon tonight in our Fengming Mountain."

    Murong Xuefei nestled in Feng Rushan's arms, looking up at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and for a moment, she felt a little crazy.

    "Feng Rushan, the Mo family pretends to be a member of the Black Wolf clan, but worships the wolf god on every full moon night, so they are not afraid of others becoming suspicious. The sky wolf screams at the moon, huh, if kowtow works, the wolf god should teach that little witch a lesson  ¡±

    Being forced to run away overnight by a yellow-haired girl, um, a very beautiful yellow-haired girl, Murong Xuefei couldn't let go after all. Not far away, Mo Yun ended their brief ceremony of worshiping the wolf god, packed up and prepared to rest. Zhewen's  The greeting brought her back from the wonderful atmosphere to the vast Gobi desert and the arrogant Asu during the day.

    Of course, there is also Deleng who is covered in blood.

    "Haha, Uncle Master, worshiping the Wolf God on the night of the full moon is not just the way of the Sirius clan. The Sirius howling at the moon is actually the howling of the blue wolf at the moon. Well, worship the Wolf God! Uncle Master, the Wolf God, the moon is full.  At night, the wolf howls at the moon"

    Of course Feng Rushan was not willing to give in, but he was not qualified to lose his temper. Just when he was about to explain a few words to Murong Xuefei, he suddenlySuddenly, like a bolt of lightning flashing across his mind, he vaguely seemed to have caught something, but he couldn't figure it out clearly for the moment.

    "What's wrong with the Wolf God! Old bastard! What other evil ideas do you have? Are you trying to use a beauty trick on the little girl? Humph, you won't work until I take care of you"

    Feng Rushan rarely had epiphanies, but it was very common for him to be distracted for no reason. Murong Xuefei was too lazy to get up, muttering in her mouth, took out a formation disk and threw it at her feet, and two magic formulas popped out of her hand.

    This formation plate is sealed with the simplest sound-isolating formation. When activated on Gangxing Shenzhou, the consumption of spiritual stones is several times greater. As for the sound-isolating effect, haha, it is better than nothing.

    Murong Xuefei was sure that Feng Rushan must have thought of dealing with the Beaked Hu tribe. Well, it was a ghost idea. This was naturally due to her own supervision.
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