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Jin Wushu reined his horse, his gaze sweeping through the crowd as he stared at the woman whose face was covered in blood. The blood clotted on her face, and it was impossible to remove it in a short period of time. There was also Lu Wenlong. Only his gaze was shining with joy as he called out to him, "Abba, Abba …" He had already run a few steps when he suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked timidly at his mother.

Hua Rong was expressionless.

Jin Wushu looked at him with disappointment.

Lu Wenlong stood halfway, a little closer to his mother and a little distance away from the Abba. Then, he stopped awkwardly, raising his hair, not knowing what to do.

However, this small disappointment did not affect Jin Wushu's mood. He stared fixedly at Hua Rong, and suddenly started laughing heartily. There was dead silence all around, the wind was silent, and the morning dew was quietly wetting their hair. The barbarians stared in amazement at the great enemy of the tribe, the legendary devil, not understanding what he was laughing at.

His voice was filled with joy, as though no one was present. "Hua Rong, you're not dead! You didn't die! You and your son are not dead! "Hur Hur Hur, I am so happy."

Hua Rong held onto the bow and arrow, her voice was extremely calm: "Sorry, I disappointed Fourth Prince. you won't die even if you're called upon to do so. "

He completely ignored her cold and patient anger, dismounted, and strode forward.

"Fourth Prince, stop!"

He stopped and did not take another step forward. However, he was a big step closer to his son.

Lu Wenlong still looked on blankly. He did not know how it started, but he was happy and worried.

Jin Wushu wanted to reach out to touch his son's shoulder, but he was unable to do so. However, he was still filled with joy and didn't know what to say.

Everyone looked at this strange atmosphere in shock, not knowing what to say.

"Abba, did you send someone to kill us?"

Lu Wenlong's clear voice, was precisely the question the crowd was about to ask. Countless of Da She Tribe members gripped onto their weapons, staring at the main culprit who destroyed their home.

Jin Wushu didn't seem to care at all about the thousands of pairs of eyes around him that were about to tear him apart at any moment, and his gaze shifted from his son's eyes to Hua Rong's.

The pair of eyes burned with an angry flame, like a small flame that could burn at any time.

"Hua Rong, I am truly sorry. It's that bastard Wan Yanhailing, he must be teaming up with Ye Lvdayong. Believe me, I've been discussing things with the Wolf Master these days, and I don't know anything about it. However, you can rest assured that all three thousand xanthophyllum s have been killed by me. In the future, as long as I am alive, Golden Army will definitely not dare to come and chase after you guys again. " He raised her voice. "In order to make up for the losses I have caused to you all, I will provide Da She with two thousand taels of rations …"

Everyone was stunned. This devil had caught up to them in order to feed them.

Is this true?

Da She and the rest of the clansmen exchanged glances, looked at each other, and then looked at Hua Rong.

Lu Wenlong was wild with joy. Without hesitation, he rushed to Jin Wushu's side, forgot about his worries, and firmly hugged onto his waist. "Abba, Abba, you're so nice.

"Son, are you hurt?"

"No, I'm not, I'm fine. Abba, I knew it, it definitely wasn't you who wanted to kill us … "

Jin Wushu's eyes were also moist, and he whispered into his ear: "Son, even if Abba kills everyone in the world, they won't kill you."

"I know, I know."

Jin Wushu tightly held onto his son's hand. Not bothering to exchange pleasantries with him, he only raised his head and looked at Hua Rong. She stood in the morning light, ragged and haggard, except for his eyes, bright and bright. He suddenly had the illusion that the woman in front of him was even more beautiful and graceful than the fairy in the mountains behind him.

Compared to the open seal's Tea House, it was much brighter and purer.

It was even more charming than the "I like you" on the mountain path in the middle of the night.

It was even more enchanting than trying to curry favor for revenge in the tent a few days ago.

Feeling a little dazed, he couldn't help but let go of his son's hand and slowly walked towards her, step by step, as if he was walking towards the shrine in his heart. For so many years, he had never known why he was deeply infatuated with this woman that he could not obtain, nor did he know why he was unwilling to let her go. He always believed that because he couldn't obtain it, he must obtain it once. Otherwise, even if he died, he wouldn't give up. Even if he died, he would feel regret. The pain of not being able to conquer, the humiliation of not being able to win, chasing for thousands of miles would always be a fleeting sight.

However, this was not the feeling of "victory", nor was it the feeling of conquest. Not even a thump or a surge of passion, but a very simple intuition: This woman is good!

She was so good!

So he didn't want her to die, and he couldn't imagine what he would do if she died.

He took the third step and heard her calm voice. "Fourth Prince …"

He stopped in his tracks, and said in an incomparably joyous manner, "Hua Rong, it's great that you're still alive. "I was just afraid that you'd die …"

"Fourth Prince, thank you for helping us kill xanthophyllum."

Seemingly unable to discern the coldness in her voice, he said sincerely, "I am very sorry that I was unable to make it in time. Otherwise, Zha He would not have died …"

With a burst of piercing pain, Hua Rong said in a slightly sharp voice, "This has nothing to do with you, it's good as long as it isn't you."

"Hua Rong, thank you for trusting me. I will arrange for two thousand loads of grain to be delivered at once. "You don't have to leave your home, I will find a safe place for you, and you don't have to leave your home …" She was afraid that she would reject him, so he did not allow her to interrupt, and said in one breath, "The Big Gold will move to the capital's Yanjing, and this place will become our territory. I can write an alliance and never do anything that would harm the Da She tribe …"

Da She and his clan members looked at each other, but this time they were happy, who was willing to leave their home? Who would be willing to flee endlessly? If they could obtain the letter of the number one official of the Jinguo, who would migrate for a long distance after settling down? Furthermore, there were two thousand loads of food, enough for them to live for quite a long time.

Hua Rong's gaze swept across the crowd, looking at the silent and fervent faces, they did not want to leave! They were moved by Jin Wushu's conditions.

Those fervent gazes had already landed on her body, yet they did not dare to believe it. They only waited for her to nod her head or shake her head.

Hua Rong felt that her neck was extremely stiff and his head was extremely heavy. She didn't know whether to nod his head or to shake it — This was the moment that decided the fate of a tribe, yet all she needed was a nod of his head!

Who can say that covering the sky with one hand is not a good thing?

At this moment, Da She suddenly spoke, his voice extremely quick and low. Jin Wushu only saw Hua Rong creasing her eyebrows, but he did not know what they were talking about.

Hua Rong rolled her eyes and nodded slightly.

Da She waved his hand, stopping everyone from asking: "We will follow the leader's arrangements, everyone stay calm."

Only then did Hua Rong open her mouth, his voice extremely hoarse. She only looked at Lu Wenlong, but her words were directed at Jin Wushu: "Fourth Prince, bring Wen Long back."

Jin Wushu's eyes grew hot. He ran over to his mother's side and asked in shock, "Mom, you don't want me anymore?"

"If you follow Fourth Prince, he will treat you well."

"No, mother, unless you go back with us."

"Wen Long, leave quickly. "Mom won't be able to protect you. When you go back, Mom will come visit you again."

Lu Wenlong looked at Hua Rong in panic, and then looked at Jin Wushu, at a loss of what to do.

Jin Wushu inadvertently turned his face away, and then turned his head around and said in a deep voice, "Wen Long, just follow your mother. In this world, there is no one who is better to you than her. "

"Fourth Prince!"

"Abba!"

Jin Wushu's voice suddenly became extremely stern, "Wen Long, you're going to grow up. You should be a man now. You have to protect your mother! "

Lu Wenlong had never heard his father speak in such a tone.

Jin Wushu turned and walked towards his black horse, and everyone immediately opened up a path. He jumped onto his horse and turned around. With a loud voice, he said, "Hua Rong, no matter where you're going, I will always bring two thousand loads of food and fodder …" He originally wanted to say "There's still Qin Gui. It's absolutely true that he has reached the border this time", but the moment the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them back down. In the past, he would never have done this, but at this moment, he was unwilling to say it. In the past, he would never have done this, but at this moment, he was unwilling to say it.

Therefore, even if he left behind her most advantageous weapon, he still wouldn't be able to open his mouth.

Da She was overjoyed, and immediately bowed: "Thank you Fourth Prince."

Jin Wushu ignored him, looked at his son, smiled, and waved him off. Seeing his father like this, Lu Wenlong was even more reluctant, but he didn't know what to say. Jin Wushu shouted once again: "Son, I have a good horse for you. The Black Moonlight will return it to mother."

"Alright, Abba, my Chinese date horse is dead. I don't have a mount."

"When the provisions arrive, I'll give you the horses as well."

"Thank you, Abba."

Only then did Jin Wushu turn around, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a voice from behind him, "Fourth Prince."

He could not suppress the joy in his heart and turned his head immediately. It was Hua Rong, walking towards him with big strides. She was standing under the horse with a bow and arrow.

As if it was inconvenient, he jumped down the horse: "Hua Rong, do you have something to say to me?"

She nodded.

Da She waved his hand and everyone immediately left. Lu Wenlong curiously looked at his mother from behind. Hua Rong turned around and said softly, "Son, go and rest with Uncle Da She first."

Lu Wenlong was unwilling, but he did not dare to disobey, so he could only leave.

Jin Wushu looked at his son who had left and retracted his gaze. Hua Rong went straight to the point, "Fourth Prince, will Qin Gui come back to the border again? I heard that you all want to make Song Qinzong your puppet emperor, the one who should be the master of this place … "

Jin Wushu's heart trembled, he was still unable to avoid it, and unexpectedly took the initiative to ask.

He mused, not knowing how to answer.

"Fourth Prince, I have used up all the bargaining chips between you and I, but this time, I still want to overpower you. If there is news of Qin Gui, I hope you can tell me!"

There was simply no hope of killing Qin Gui, but if Qin Gui reached the border! She stared at Jin Wushu's expression and understood that the information he had received was not baseless. She quietly clenched his fists as his heart suddenly boiled. If Qin Gui had reached the border, he would have some hope. Killing him wouldn't be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.