Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 63 The Wolf's Ambition
Sure enough, it was just like Qing Yange said.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the Huns appeared at the place where the hostages were exchanged.

Jiu Que and Cen Bin escorted Dugu Ziqiu to the stele.

The two sides did not speak too much, and the process of exchanging hostages was quickly completed.

When Jiu Que and Cen Bin came back with their people, Qingyange had already gathered everyone to set up a tent on the spot.

"Meng Baili is resting in that carriage, and the imperial doctor is examining him." Jiu Que walked up to Qing Yange's side, and slightly lifted his thin lips.

Qing Yange's commanding hand paused slightly, and looked at Jiu Que strangely, "If he checks, he will check it, why are you telling me?"

A gleam of light flashed across Jiu Que's eyes, and he asked slightly surprised: "You don't care?"

"What's there to care about?" Qing Yange shrugged and asked innocently.

Jiu Que's lightly pursed thin lips raised a smile, and the gloom of these days was swept away.

It turned out that I was thinking too much...

"By the way, how is our plan going?" Qing Yange asked expectantly.

The reason why she insisted on coming to Xiliang City this time was because of the deal with Duguziqiu.

Because this matter required Jiu Que's help, she had already told Jiu Que the whole story of the matter some time ago.

Jiu Que's eyes were like lacquer, and his whole body carried the spirit of a king, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Nine times out of ten."

……

"Commander! Dugu Ziqiu has been replaced!"

Hu Yelu, who was waiting eagerly in the tent, heard the voice from outside the door, he stood up suddenly, his face was full of excitement, "Hurry up, bring people in!"

"Yes!" Soon, the somewhat frail Dugu Ziqiu who had been tortured in the Tiancang dungeon for two full years was pushed in.

He staggered a few steps, knelt down in front of Hu Yelu in an unsteady figure.

Hu Yelu squatted down slowly, stretched out his hand and brushed away Duguziqiu's somewhat messy hair, "You have suffered a lot in the past two years."

The hair was parted, and Dugu Ziqiu's face was exposed. Except for a trace of timidity in his eyes, his facial features did not change much.

Huyeluna frowned, as if he had discovered the problem, "You can't talk anymore?"

Duguziqiu nodded, his body was so frightened that he wanted to step back.

Hu Yelu suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, and there was a gleam of joy on his worried face, and he said proudly: "Unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Duguziqiu, who used to be so high, is here today!"

A trace of surprise flashed across Duguziqiu's eyes, and he looked at the person in front of him in disbelief.

Hu Yelu laughed enough, he walked quickly to the shelf, pulled out the long sword, pointed at Duguziqiu without hesitation, "Duguziqiu, you have told me over and over again that only the Dugu family Your blood is the most noble, and the overlord of the grassland will always belong to your Dugu clan!"

He withdrew his long sword again, brushing the sharp blade with his fingertips as if inadvertently, a cold light flooded his face, illuminating the ambition in his eyes, "But, can you think of it? Now this prairie is gone. It belongs to your Dugu family, it belongs to me, it belongs to me, Hu Yelu!"

Hu Yelu stepped closer to Duguziqiu, Duguziqiu was slightly stunned, and moved towards behind with his hands propped up on the ground regardless of his embarrassed appearance.

When Hu Yelu took a step closer, he took a step back.

"Do you know why two years later I risked my life to break into Xiliang City, captured Meng Baili alive, and proposed an exchange for you?" Hu Yelu grinned triumphantly.

Dugu Ziqiu shook his head, his eyes full of fear.

"Because in the past two years, I have wiped out all your influence in the Huns! Now even if I kill you, no one will object, because in their eyes, you are an incompetent and stupid king, and you have been mere Tian Cang captured him alive, and now this great general who was captured with great difficulty has also been let back to the mountain because of you~"

Every step of this is in his calculations.

Hu Yelu laughed more and more recklessly, and the long sword dragged on the ground, making a piercing sound.

He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and walked very slowly, "Oh~ By the way, I also married your sister. The taste of your sister is very ecstasy! The noble blood of the Dugu family in your mouth actually knelt on my knees in order to survive. Under the body, like a dog!! Hahahaha! It's so fun!"

Dugu Ziqiu's body trembled unceasingly. He wanted to escape, but he found that the tent was so big that he couldn't escape that side of the world no matter what.

"I thought that after you came back, you would be as vigorous as before. I even set up a banquet, poisoned your wine, and wanted you to die like a hero. But I didn't expect you to be in Tiancang Dungeon In just two years, not only have you lost all vigor, but your voice has also become hoarse, and even hearing your sister's tragic experience, you will only run away and dare not face it! Really—"

Hu Yelu raised the long sword in his hand, and stabbed at Duguziqiu recklessly.

With a "hiss—" the blood splashed wantonly on the tent, blooming bloody flowers.

Dugu Ziqiu, who still wanted to struggle, didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, so he swallowed his breath, blood spread from his chest, and he lay on the ground, dying without any dignity.

Hu Yelu drew back his long sword, and threw the hilt on the ground in disgust, "It's useless."

After finishing the words, he stepped up to the gate and was about to call someone to clean up the corpse.

Suddenly, a long sword directly touched his throat.

Hu Yelu's pupils narrowed slightly, and he looked at the person coming.

He only saw a burly man wearing a hat standing in front of him, because the hat was so big that it covered the face of the visitor, and only the sharp-edged jaw could be seen, which made him feel inexplicably familiar .

"You... who are you? How did you break into my territory of the Huns!" Hu Yelu said tremblingly, his gaze was directed towards the discarded long sword, intending to pick it up by surprise.

The burly man quickly discovered Huyelu's intentions. The moment Huyelu stepped forward, he kicked Huyelu out with his right foot.

He turned around and walked to the blood-stained long sword, with strong wind under his feet.

There was only a "click", and the sharp long sword broke into two pieces due to the strong internal force.

Huyelu, who was lying on the ground unable to stand up just now, gasped in pain, and asked with difficulty, "Who are you?"

The burly man suddenly gave a low laugh, and reached out to take off the huge hat.

A face like a sculpture with sharp edges and corners fell into Hu Yelu's eyes.

His body trembled, eyes full of disbelief.

how is this possible……

It turned out to be Duguziqiu!
Didn't he just die by his own sword? !

"Who the hell are you? How dare you pretend to be Dugu Ziqiu, the former deputy commander of the Xiongnu!" Hu Yelu shouted.

(End of this chapter)