C477 poison

"Sister, what do you want to do?"

A sinister look flashed across Wang Junhua's eyes: "If you want to deal with Hua Rong, this bastard must be eliminated. Little sister, do you have any good ideas? "

Ye Lvguanyin took something out from his chest pocket, "It won't be difficult to get rid of him. The hard part is that I'm afraid we don't have a chance at all. "

Wang Junhua stared at the small bottle, and asked happily: What is this?

"As long as you can get close enough, you can cause the child to die silently without leaving any traces behind."

"Really?"

"Really."

From afar, a wild dog ran over. Ye Lvguanyin took out a piece of meat from his chest and dipped it into the bottle, then threw it in front of the wild dog. The wild dog smelled the meat and ran over to take a bite. It did not move and took another bite. His body suddenly shook and he fell to the ground. Soon after, he spat out white foam. His face was covered in blood, and he swallowed with a stomp.

Wang Junhua was dumbstruck. He suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, "Good, very good."

If Lu Wenlong was poisoned, it could be said that he fell to his death. The way this wild dog had died didn't seem like it had been poisoned at all. It was more like it had died from serious injuries. In that case, who would suspect him?

"Wife Wang, as long as he eats …"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely have a way."

At this time, Wang Junhua's head was spinning with the thought of killing Lu Wenlong, and he did not mind if he acted as Ye Lvguanyin's killing tool, so he quickly took the bottle and placed it on his body, and the two of them quickly said their goodbyes.

The morning sun rose sharply from the river, casting a golden sheen on both sides of the road.

Fifty wild donkeys and a hundred cattle and sheep were drinking water and grazing on the shore. Dozens of soldiers lined up neatly with weapons in their hands. In front of them, Hua Rong led 20 barbarians and rode their horses in a row. She was still dressed in the full garb of the Wild Man, with a feathered crest and cowboy boots. The only difference was that she was wearing a cloak woven from leaves and her face was painted with oil paint.

Looking around, the leader was still An Zhigang, there was no King Qin. He laughed at himself. The current King Qin was already the king of every tribe, his greater goal was to aim at the world. Why would he accept such a small tribute himself?

All these years, he had gotten used to a line of thinking. As long as the King Qin found out about his news, they would impatiently come out to see him, to find him. However, after a few consecutive times, he sent a signal, but the King Qin did not appear. He vaguely understood in his heart: [King Qin really doesn't want to see me anymore. Otherwise, he would have arrived here already when Liu Wu told him this.

It was impossible to restrain someone like him unless he had completely given up.

Her heart trembled, if King Qin gave up, how sad would the days of the Little Tiger's head be? Would Li Tinglan treat him well?

An Zhigang had always been looking for Hua Rong in the crowd, but this time, Hua Rong was not in casual attire like last time. His gaze swept across the group of barbarians for a while and she noticed that everyone was dressed similarly and wearing a big cape. They were all riding horses with their faces painted with paint on them, making it impossible to tell which one of them was Hua Rong. Had she not come?

Da She stepped forward and cupped his hands, "The tribute has been prepared.

An Zhigang also said in a businesslike tone, "We have already counted all of them. From then on, both sides shall work together and work together. "

The two sides clapped their hands together in oath, and the simple negotiation ceremony came to an end.

An Zhigang had already led his men to retreat. Hua Rong was going to call him over and ask about the situation of the Little Tiger, but after thinking about it, there was nothing to ask. Furthermore, the situation did not allow her to talk to An Zhigang alone, so she could only give up.

An Zhigang walked a few steps, but he still couldn't resist. Suddenly, he whistled, and when he turned back again, he saw that the barbarians had already started to retreat, and no one had responded to him.

The barbarian had gone far away. He ran for a few steps as a person came out from the forest: "What did she say?"

"Madam doesn't seem to be here."

King Qin was so angry that he was about to jump, why did he not come? How could that Little girl not come?

"No, you must not have recognized her. She likes to dress up as a barbarian. "

An Zhigang was in a difficult situation: "This subordinate has failed his duty, this subordinate is indeed unable to recognize which one is the Madam."

The King Qin sullenly said: "You go first."

"Great King, what about you?"

"I'll stay a little longer."

All around, silence reigned. The bellow of cattle and sheep had gradually faded away.

King Qin seemed to have sensed something and turned his head around. On the other side of the river, a barbarian with a feathered crown on his head was covered in red and green. Even the hand that was pulling the horse rein was smeared with oil. To be able to recognize her was just an intuition — This Little girl had actually become a complete barbarian! However, he immediately turned around.

"King Qin …"

Her voice was hesitant.

However, he was furious. Because of this "King Qin", they had met again after a long time. Why could it not be Qin Shangcheng?

"King Qin …"

He did not look back. He wore a feathered crown, and the back of his head was inlaid with pearls and shells. His body was like an iron tower, and the horse was a valiant black. It was as if he was looking at a tall wall.

Hua Rong watched his back as she left, as if she was from another world. She didn't know what to say. After a moment of silence, she said, "Congratulations on getting married and having a son of your own …"

He chuckled, then lifted his foot as if to leave.

The laughter became more ear-piercing in her ears. Seeing that he was about to leave, Hua Rong could not help but ask: "Chief Little Tiger, is he alright?"

He said lightly, "I've been gone for a long time. I don't know if he's good or not. He should still be alive."

"King Qin, thank you. Thank you for taking care of the Little Tiger's head for me …"

He interrupted her and said impatiently: "I am already tired of you, Hua Rong, I am not your nanny. "Little Tiger's head is naughty and mischievous, I, your father, am impatient to take him on myself. Your son, you should take responsibility yourself, and not just push him away …"

Hua Rong remained silent and was unable to answer. After a while, she struggled to speak with great difficulty, "I … "I'm sorry to him, and to you …"

He felt his heart ache. I'm sorry! 'Little girl, what did she do to me? '

"What are you doing in the Liaoning? Is it to be the leader of the barbarians? "

She did not answer. This was a road full of risk and danger, and one that he knew better than to take revenge. Thus, he absolutely could not drag the King Qin down with him, as his husband had repeatedly reminded him before, to not go take revenge on his own.

"King Qin, I'm sorry, the Little Tiger has caused you trouble …"

"You know it's trouble, but you still want to leave it for laozi!?" I was born to owe you? Even if I owe you something, I have already paid it off. "

"…"

He felt pain in his heart, but still persisted and asked: "Head of the Little Tiger, is he following Third Uncle or Miss Lee … Madam Qin? "

"Third Uncle is old. He can't take care of the child anymore."

That means I'm following Li Tinglan?

Follow Ye Lvdayong's daughter?

He suddenly felt angry. Back then, he had also entrusted the Little Tiger's head to Yun Che because he trusted King Qin. Who knew that there was no one in this world that he could absolutely trust.

Her voice trembled slightly: "King Qin, you promised me that you would treat the Little Tiger as your own son …"

"That's because I didn't have my own son back then!"

With it now, the head of the Little Tiger had become an extra person?

Hua Rong was at a loss for words, unable to believe what she had just heard. The King Qin was impatient, he hit his horse and left without looking back. Hua Rong shouted, "King Qin... King Qin... "

But, the Horseshoe's voice was as swift as the wind, where was his shadow?

She disappointedly turned her horse around and slowly walked back. Only now did she remember that from start to finish, King Qin had never once looked back at her.

If he hadn't completely broken up, then how could he have ended up like this?

Anyway, he was already married, so this was how he should behave, wasn't it? Do I have to keep on wasting time with him?]

She smiled wryly, her heart full of worry for her son. She almost wished that she could immediately put on a pair of wings and fly to her son's side and reunite with him. This was her duty and responsibility, and she could no longer push it to anyone.

She turned her head again. The forest was quiet and the King Qin was far away. She smiled bitterly. In the past, she always avoided King Qin because she was afraid he would pester her too much. However, now that things had turned around, he dodged really quickly, afraid that he would get into trouble with her.

"The little boys, The little boys …"

It was Zha He's voice, he galloped his horse over, his face was covered in perspiration: "You haven't caught up in a long time, I'm afraid something might have happened to you."

Hua Rong smiled: Thank you, Zha He.

Zha He touched his hair and said excitedly: "The little boys, now that we have paid the tribute, can we sleep peacefully?"

Not necessarily. If it had always been the King Qin controlling this land, then it could be relied on. But if it was Ye Lvdayong, then there was nothing that was impossible. Years of experience have shown that in this world, there are very few truly long-term peace of mind. She pondered for a moment. "Zha He, do you think Da She and the others will agree to move?"

"Ah?" Why do you want to migrate? "

The wild people who had lived here for generations already had a large scale wooden house, crops, livestock and the Snake Venom Flower that they relied on to defend themselves. If these ten thousand people were to wander around, how would they be willing?

When he returned to the stronghold, it was already noon. Under the tree, the children were playing in groups. When they were not studying or helping adults with their work, they would play around and learn hunting techniques. At this time, these children were practicing throwing, hunting and hunting wild rabbits and other small animals along the periphery. Seeing Hua Rong, the children all shouted: "Greetings, Leader."

Hua Rong looked at these smiling faces. They were truly carefree. She caressed the small face of a girl wearing a grass skirt. Her skin was dark, smooth and cute. Her teeth were thin and white. Looking at this bunch of jumping kids, her heart skipped a beat. If Lu Wenlong and the head of the Little Tiger lived here, then wouldn't they be able to enjoy life as well? Especially the head of the Little Tiger, he was alone on the island without a single companion.

She was excited by this idea, and her face couldn't help but reveal a smile, as she almost jumped up: "Zha He, Zha He …"

Zha He was surprised: "The little boys, what's wrong?"

She lowered her voice. "I want to bring the Little Tiger's head here, as well as Wen Long's son …"

Zha He asked in shock: "Isn't the Little Tiger head fine on the island? Furthermore, how could the Fourth Prince allow the little prince to live here? "

As the cold water was poured, Hua Rong felt that she was too naive. Although Jin Wushu was used to hypocrisy, but he genuinely loved Lu Wenlong and had done his duty as a father, to take his child away was easier said than done.