Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Because Mozi Yu was noisy outside, Su Xuandong finally summoned them.

When Zongbo politely explained his intention, Su Xuandong's face was very calm and smiled faintly. Although he was greedy for money and a little insidious and cunning, he couldn't do anything shameless. Besides, he was really curious about the resurrection of mexiling. A guy who didn't even have spiritual blood suddenly returned to the sun and became more powerful than ever. He wanted to know the secret.

Pretending to be enlightened, "Oh, that's right. It was Joey who saved him. I said, they had such an adventure because they loved each other deeply and moved heaven. In that case, of course, the money should be paid back. It's just that I always like clear accounts. I have to calculate with you. "

Zong Bo was stunned. He didn't save anyone, but he didn't say a word and listened to him.

"After mexiling lost his spiritual blood, I sealed his wound with a spell and protected his heart pulse, so that he didn't die immediately. Otherwise, even if Joey returned the spiritual blood, there was no good carrier, I'm afraid he wouldn't live easily?"

"Well... Yes," Zongbo sighed heavily in his heart. High priest, you are too shameless.

"Therefore, the money for protecting the heart can't be less. As for the number, we'll calculate it later. In addition, mozino traded with me... "

"Count, one yard to one yard. That money should be given." Zongbo hurriedly said, "as long as the high priest no longer investigates Xiling's guilt, I'll be grateful."

"I can't help it either," Su Xuandong looked embarrassed. "You know how much my loss is. The great witch is still bedridden. Her crystal ball is priceless. I have to spend a lot of money to find another one for her, and the priests under me..."

"I know, I know, should, should." Zongbo stopped him from nagging any more. For money, the high priest read so much. Where is the authority?

After bargaining, Zongbo led Mozi Yu away. Su Xuandong leaned lazily in his chair and smiled, "hum, how did he take the money from me today? I want him to pay it back."

Su Xing looked at him carefully. "The high priest means... Kill mexiling and save him again?"

Su Xuandong squinted at him: "fool, if you really want to kill moxiling, I won't save him again. If you save him, come to deal with me again?"

Su Xing shrunk his neck, "yes, my subordinates are stupid."

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In early summer, the grass was lush green, a gust of wind blew, and the grass waves rolled like waves, sounding the sound of cable.

Hundreds of thousands of werewolves squatted on the grass, or stood or sat, or turned to play, almost covering up the green color.

Su zhouquan was dressed in black and looked at the bubbling swamp. It had been six days. It was supposed to be time for the high priest's magic. Why didn't he show any sign of retreat?

"Beizheng, how long can the high priest last?"

Du Beizheng was obviously absent-minded. He was thinking about the plane. Why did he circle around their heads and then move forward? Who was flying? Who will come to Wutu? Is it an enemy or a friend?

"Beizheng?" Su zhouquan called him again.

Du Beizheng smiled faintly, "no matter how long he can last, we have made sufficient preparations and can spend it with him to the end."

Su zhouquan looked at the people coming and going around and pulled Du Beizheng to the deep grass. "Beizheng, to tell the truth, I don't think this action is correct. In the war thirty years ago, werewolves were killed and injured badly. Now I'm afraid of another war..."

"There may not be war, as long as the high priest returns the queen to us."

"But for the sake of the queen, he used 100000 troops to force the high priest to submit. Do you think he would give up?"

Du Beizheng smiled coldly, "I'm not good enough to quit."

In Su zhouquan's eyes, Du Beizheng always focused on the overall situation, so he could bear the pain to reincarnate his beloved woman 20 years ago, and let her steal the seeds of genetically mutated people in an attempt to improve the low genes of werewolves. Although werewolves are informal, they have a heavy desire for possession. There are often fights and bloodshed between two men competing for a woman or two women competing for a man in the ethnic group. No one is willing to give in, let alone let their women sleep with other men. Buddha has fire, but he can bear it. This is what he admires most about Du Beizheng. He is a person who does great things! If it were him, she would be willing to give up, but he would finally kill the woman himself.

But since he knew that Joey was missing in Urumqi, he seemed to have changed. He was a little anxious and depressed. After thinking about it for a few days, he finally made the decision to lead troops to Urumqi.

At that time, he felt inappropriate. It was too childish to fight so much for a woman.

Although Joey is the queen, she has not been in power for twenty years. Many people have never seen her at all, not to mention the so-called respect and faith. Moreover, she has been reincarnated, now called Joey, and her relationship with Lord Mohr is unclear. He guessed that Du Beizheng's real anger came from this.

If Joey had been under his control, he would have been in peace. Now Joey is gone. Out of his control, he becomes restless. In the final analysis, it is still a word of love.

He advised Du Beizheng, but he also knew that his character would not change what had been decided. Fortunately, Mohs is still in their hands, enough for them to summon 100000 Malay to come here. As long as the food supply is sufficient and the hungry will not die, everything will be in peace. Li Xuandong was forced to return the man to them and return home.

He also knew that Du Beizheng had another deep meaning, that is, to disclose Joey's identity in front of 100000 people. After all, not many people knew about Joey's return to Saint North last time. He was desperate to force Joey back to him.

"Beizheng, I have received the news that mozino has entered the black soil. It seems that they are also looking for high priest dignitaries. Unexpectedly, moxiling has been resurrected. The genes of people with genetic variation are really amazing. " Su zhouquan shook his head and looked sorry, "it's a pity that the queen failed."

"The original high priest Su Zhuang Zuo said that it was not very sure that werewolves stole the genes of genetically mutated people."

"Then why are you still..."

Du Beizheng quietly looked at the grass waves swinging with the wind, "this is her wish. I want to help her realize it. I believe she knows whether she will succeed or not."

"But the queen and mexiling..."

"It doesn't matter to them. Everything is fake. She just wants to finish the task." When Du Beizheng said this, the wind was clear and the clouds were light on his face, but his hand hanging on his legs was clenched into a fist.

Su zhouquan sighed silently in his heart and stopped talking.

He didn't say anything, but Du Beizheng said, "does that plane feel strange today?"

"It's a little weird. It flew around us." Su zhouquan said, "I probably haven't seen such a big scene, so I watched it."

"Who do you think is up there?"

"Maybe it's the guests of Ukrainian soil, or the priests or witches of Ukrainian soil. Now they are not as modern as before. Do you think they can fly all over the sky on broomsticks? Every year there are so many strange things that science can't explain all over the world. They have to come forward. "

"I don't think so. It's a luxury private plane. It's impossible for priests and witches to fly such a plane except the high priest himself."

"Or," thought Su zhouquan, "it's Li Shengnan. Isn't he friendly with the high priest? Maybe he's here. "

"It's not like Li Shengnan's character to join the fun when we know we're going to war."

"So..." Su zhouquan patted his forehead: "it's a Mohist."

"Mozino entered the black soil two days ago. Who else will there be?"

"Then only Mo Qingze has such treatment."

Du Beizheng hissed, "Mo Zi is depressed in the black soil, and Mo Qingze dares to go?"

Su zhouquan felt that the answer was ready to come out, and some couldn't believe it. "Beizheng, what do you mean... Is moxiling?"

Du Beizheng was silent for a while, and Fang said, "I have a hunch... In short, it will be clear in these two days."

Su zhouquan: "

If it's really mexiling back, Joey must be there, so the question is, who will Joey go with? When Su Xuandong sent the news to them, it was revealed both inside and outside that Joey and moxiling had a good relationship. Moxiling did not hesitate to fight against black soil in order to save Joey, and Joey was willing to block the knife for moxiling.

He looked at Du Beizheng with some worry. This man, who has always been as gentle as jade, seems a little depressed at the moment, and his eyes are deeply lonely. In the past, he always covered up very well. In recent days, he unconsciously showed this look. Maybe his mind is too heavy to hold it.

They walked farther and farther, and finally stopped among the grass leaves with more than one person. Looking around, they felt more and more lonely.

Su zhouquan was about to ask him to go back when he suddenly heard someone talking not far away.

"Do you really want to fight? For the queen I never met? "

"What queen? I heard that the werewolf's defeat 30 years ago was due to her mistake. She hasn't been seen for 20 years. Where did she come from?"

"I heard that queen Qingyuan is the woman in charge of Du."

"I sincerely admire Du Zhizhang. At least he doesn't let me hungry, but he can't send us to fight for his own women. Is it fun to fight with Ukraine?"

"Keep your voice down. Queen Qingyuan is missing in Wutu. Du Zhizhang may just scare the high priest."

"Make it clear, can the high priest of utu be intimidated casually? Thirty years ago, my parents died in the war. Unexpectedly, thirty years later, it's my turn. I can't get rid of my relationship with queen Qingyuan. I don't think she's a good bird. "

Su zhouquan carefully looked at Du Beizheng's face and found that his face was faint and blue, and there was an unprecedented hostility. He was shocked. He was about to make a noise to scare the speaker away. He saw Du Beizheng shooting to the left front like an arrow.

Su zhouquan was stunned for a moment. Suddenly, he was sweating profusely. He hurried over and pulled out the grass leaves. Two bodies fell to the ground. Du Beizheng's face was cold and his eyes were empty. He was wiping the blood on his hands with a snow-white veil.

"Beizheng, you!" Su zhouquan couldn't believe his eyes.

Du Beizheng threw the bloody handkerchief on the ground and looked indifferent. "The war is imminent. Anyone who shakes the morale of the army should be killed."

"But they are clansmen, they..."

"Werewolves have never lacked people. Almost all the troops were destroyed 30 years ago. Now 100000 troops are coming." Du Beizheng looked around darkly and walked back with his hands down.

Su zhouquan felt that Du Beizheng was so strange that he didn't recognize him.