stand back, let me come

The few princes didn't take this little brother with open nostrils to heart. If they weren't afraid of the mother tribe behind the queen and Su Shiyilu, an uncle who can fight, they would have taken this little bastard away without anyone noticing. Killed.

They still remember Twelve's face of humiliating their mother and concubine's background behind their backs, and their murderous intentions have been brewing for many years.

In terms of the current situation, Twelve is not enough to threaten.

Another thing is most important.

"Let's be honest, who among you did those tribal murders? Or do you know who did it?" The speaking prince's eyes moved slightly, and he lowered his voice to ask the brothers present. His sinister eyes scanned everyone carefully. s face.

Don't miss the slightest reaction.

Other princes are not fuel-efficient lamps either.

He didn't show any flaws on his face, and he spoke the truth with his mouth.

"I don't know."

"never heard of that……"

Everyone does not believe.

They all harbor similar doubts.

This black hand must have been done by some brother.

But after doing such a thing, who would honestly admit it?

A banquet was spent among them with their own ghosts. Brothers who are close friends or have formed an alliance, chatted and laughed together. The seemingly harmonious banquet was actually full of undercurrents.He secretly looked at everyone present with suspicious eyes.

After the wine was over, everyone had a target of suspicion.

"It must be the old five and the seven who did it..."

"It must be the fourth brother who did it..."

"It must be Lao Jiu, he is very suspicious..."

"No, it must be the third child..."

Every brother has a major suspect.

Simultaneously, Su Shi Yilu also returned home full of anger, his confidant waited for a long time.

Because this confidant's repeated words were in line with his wishes, Su Shiyilu gradually regarded him as a think tank.

The confidant has already chewed the belly manuscript over and over again.

As soon as Su Shiyilu spoke, he knew: "General, don't worry, just bring the twelve princes back."

"Now I'm worried that I won't be able to get them back." Su Shiyilude admitted that he still underestimated these princes.

Confidant: "..."

This is beyond the outline.

He tried his best to bring the topic to his own manuscript, and said cautiously: "General, although this matter is urgent, it is not the most urgent. We have to prepare for the worst. If we can't pick up the prince within the time limit, what will happen then? What should we do? No matter which prince deserves such great credit for conquering Yongguguan, it will be enough to push him to the throne of the crown prince, so we have to guard against it!"

When Su Shiyilu heard this hypothesis, he was furious.

With a sullen look on his face, he said, "Prevent? How to prevent? Is it possible that this general should be forced to work without effort, and to be passive and idle?"

The confidant shook his head: "No, no, this is not what this subordinate intends. According to my humble opinion, instead of giving the credit to one of them, it is better to give the credit to 11 of them. No matter how great the credit is, divide it into eleven shares. , there is not much left. Let them compete for the 'first power', it will be enough to argue for a while, buy us time, and then find a chance to support the twelve princes."

Su Shiyilu's brows gradually relaxed upon hearing this.

A group of tables said: "This is a good idea!"

"It's just..." He hesitated, and it was not up to him to decide that the eleven princes would go out together.According to the usual practice, a few people must be left to guard the capital to prevent chaos from dissident tribes.But this suggestion is really heartwarming.

The answer copied by the confidant has long been prepared.

He said: "General, this matter is not difficult at all. Think about it, have tribes been wiped out one after another recently? The princes must be suspicious of each other at this time, and no one can rest assured that the other party will stay in the capital... to go to the front line Without taking care of the rear, if the one left behind is the mastermind, wouldn't that give the other party a chance to kill themselves? So..."

The confidant evoked a smile like a pearl in his hands.

Everything is under control.

As for guarding the capital...

The king still has a bunch of underage sons who can be used.

Su Shiyilu nodded repeatedly when he heard the words: "Indeed, in this case, the general only needs to push, and they will fall for it. You are good at fighting, and your brain is flexible enough."

A few words and a few words solved his urgent need.

The confidant flattered and flattered: "This is the general's training."

The cold wind was bitter, and the disgusting smell of blood was blowing in the wind. A dozen dead bodies were lying on the ground, attracting hungry birds of prey.The raptors pecked at the corpse, and another group of 11 people sat in silence not far away and ate dry food.

The young man in the lead bent his elbows and wiped the blood-stained blade of the sword with a cloth that was so dirty that the original color could not be seen.Finally, the saber was retracted into the scabbard at the waist, and the whole process was silent and solemn.

They've just come across a bunch of short-sighted things.

Then he added a meal to the Guangye Raptor.

"Let's go, it should be nearby."

The strong premonition of being a literary scholar made her blood agitated, as if even the dead objects on her waist were about to move.

Eager to suck and drink the target's blood.

The remaining ten people were more or less slightly injured, but they were not serious. In addition, they were all carefully selected elites. There was nothing to say about their physical fitness and combat awareness, and their combat power had not declined.A group of 11 people dropped dead bodies on the road.

They galloped on the horse for most of the day.

Arriving at a gravel area with rugged and complex terrain, all you can see are "cliffs" carefully carved by tens of thousands of years of wind and frost.

The cold wind pierced through the hole above the "cliff", making a creepy whimpering sound, like countless lost souls whispering and sobbing in their ears.Many raptors built their nests on the cliffs, and from time to time one or two black shadows could be seen flying by.

"This is really a treasured geomantic place suitable for burial."

Lin Feng clenched the hilt of his sword tightly.

"go!"

The target must be hiding here.

It's just that no one was found as night fell.

Lin Feng was not discouraged either.

Find a suitable place to spend the night, just one night.

After arranging the vigil, she quietly held the sword, leaned against the rough and cold cliff, and fell asleep with howling wolves.

She slept lightly, and when she seemed to be asleep, she felt a dark figure in the shape of a human appearing in a daze, and she woke up suddenly.

Get up, draw the sword out of its sheath.

A slight movement caught the guard's attention.

Lin Feng looked around solemnly.

The moonlight is bright and bright today, but here are all cliffs, blocking the light, and only the faint outline of the mountain can be seen.Seeing this posture, the other guards also drew out their weapons one after another, alerting all directions.Lin Feng was still recalling the appearance of that black shadow.

Suddenly, there was a mysterious premonition somewhere.

She hastily left a sentence.

"You stay behind and be careful."

With a flash of his figure, and with the blessing of Yan Ling, he leaped high to a cliff with his sword in his hand, and stabbed out without hesitation with the sword in his hand.

clang--

A soft sound.

Another cold light reflected in the dark night intersected with the edge of her sword, and the force in her hand made Lin Feng's killing intent increase sharply.

The guard looked up nervously.

Two rays of light appeared from above.

A peach powder, a light gold.