C550 What to do

"King, is this our independent kingdom?"

King Qin did not answer all these questions. This was a temporary place to settle down, his "old nest" was at sea after all. He could not wait to return immediately. Of course, he couldn't leave empty-handed.

He asked Liu Wu: "Is everything ready?"

"Alright."

"Then immediately send these to the Da She Tribe."

"What do I say to Madame?"

King Qin pondered for a moment, "I'll go there myself."

"Your Majesty, it would be better if you went. There are some matters that if you don't go now, Madam's misunderstanding will deepen."

King Qin stared at him: "What do you know? She wouldn't have misunderstood me at all. "

Liu Wu was not convinced, if there was no misunderstanding, why was she always unwilling to meet the King?

Right at this time, he suddenly heard a "wuu" sound of cheers. King Qin looked carefully and saw that it was the wild people wearing grass and leaves, dancing and waving their hands. The row of wooden houses were built meticulously by them. When they saw King Qin and the others, they had already received the signal and naturally came out to welcome them.

The barbarians ran over and bowed towards the King Qin in high spirits. The leader was a wild man in his thirties. His name was also very strange. His eyes were shining brightly as he looked at the rows of carriages and horses, the tools and even the knives and shovels used for farming, and the flower-faced horses and mules.

"Your Majesty …"

"This is a fertile land, you can farm it."

"Great King, this place is rich with aquatic plants and wild fruits. There are also many prey, so there is no need to cultivate. Why do we have to reclaim so much wasteland?"

King Qin glared at him. Of course there was no need to wait until there were more people. He carefully checked the remaining barbarians. There were only two or three hundred of them who were doing basic work. It was obvious that they were not slacking off. He smiled in his heart. In the end, that girl didn't disobey him. Although she was stubborn, she was completely clear on the situation. Furthermore, he naturally found out that she was even happy to accept Jin Wushu's two thousand loads of food. As long as it was beneficial to the Da She Tribe, she would accept them all, and would not consider any issue of "pride". She suddenly felt a little uneasy. Why was it that in any big situation, she was able to "bend and submit", yet on her own matter, she had fallen into a situation where she was almost paranoid over and over again?

Not even the partners. Furthermore, she herself wasn't willing to marry Yue Pengju before he turned into a corpse. However, she had been in the Jinguo for such a long time, so she had never revealed any intentions of truly cooperating with him. From the looks of her attitude, she had been in Jin Wushu's place for such a long time, seeking revenge, and finding him, wasn't she a better partner? At least he wouldn't plot against her.

Could it be that in her mind, she could not even compare to Jin Wushu? Even if he killed Wang Junhua as bait, he would not be able to alleviate his sins, so why did Hua Rong choose him as the partner instead?

Looking around, Hua Rong was not here. Of course she wouldn't hide here. What was she doing now?

"Hey, you're bald …" He called out and observed the barbarian. The barbarian's name was strange but his hair was lush. He didn't have the slightest intention of being 'bald'. Where is your leader? "

"King, the leader has returned home." They called the Da She Tribe his' home ', "She told us to stay, and said that you would help us."

The King Qin nodded his head, but his heart was filled with even more suspicions. It seemed like Hua Rong did not grow suspicious of her 'rescue was not in time', but, why was the grudge behind her so heavy? Just because she was married? Even if it became a marriage, according to her, wouldn't it be impossible to be a "friend" or "Brother of brotherhood"?

He turned his horse around and said, "Liu Wu, you stay behind to settle them down." After that huge battle, he had personally witnessed the scene of the arrows being drawn by Liu Wu's eyes, it was an action only rational and clear-headed people would do, it already had the demeanor of a general, and was definitely not a puppet bewitched by Ye Lvdayong. Thus, he was completely at ease with Liu Wu.

"Great King, where are you going?"

"I'm going to the Da She Tribe for a trip."

Without saying much, he brought the four elites with him and quickly rode towards the Da She Tribe. Having made up his mind to see her, he began to hurry up. It was a kind of sweet indulgence and compromise: In that case, she was a stubborn one, so what if I let her be? In any case, he had been obedient for half a lifetime, so it wasn't as bad as this one.

The more he thought about it, the more impatient he became. He truly wished he could fly even faster. When he saw her, he must tell her everything. He was willing to share everything with her. At least, he would be her most reliable assistant, and he even had the 250 thousand taels of silver and silk. If she knew, how happy would she be?

The scorching sun shone through the gaps between the trees, passing through layers of filters. It was as if the scorching heat had been gradually obliterated, and a faint sound of hooves could be heard. It was as if the birds and bugs were all tired and resting.

The crowd advanced in silence. They did not try to keep a low profile, but no one said a word along the way. Jin Wushu slowed down the black horse's speed and subconsciously looked at the woman behind him. Along the way, she kept her mouth shut. Her expression was calm, like a mute. There was neither joy nor sadness.

Her hand was placed on her chest, and unwittingly, as if she was pressing down that arrow cluster, preparing to shoot it down at any time. However, upon closer inspection, she discovered that the veins on her hand were slightly trembling, and there were even beads of sweat on her forehead. That was definitely not from heat, but a type of empty sweat, as if she was enduring an intense pain. Her eyes were also slightly lowered, her long eyelashes hanging down, completely covering her eyes. It was impossible to see her expression, and even after staring at her for so long, she did not notice it in the slightest.

He was taken aback, because he suddenly realized what kind of symptoms this woman had. She must have suffered some severe internal injury or illness. He himself had this kind of pain, but because of the maintenance of the precious herbs and the many elixirs and medicines that were well cared for, there was no major problem. It was just that, like many of the old soldiers who were injured in the early years, the pain would occasionally break out. However, Hua Rong had been busy every single day for the past few years, fleeing for her life or fighting at any moment. Not to mention recuperating, she was even having a good rest was a luxury.

"Hua Rong... Hua Rong? "

All of a sudden, she opened her eyes. In those big round black eyes of hers, there was actually a purplish-red colour. It was dark and sinister, with an ominous sense of hope.

He anxiously asked: "Hua Rong, when did you get injured? Was I injured again when I was attacked by Wan Yanhailing? "

She sat up straight and said indifferently, "No, those are just superficial wounds. They have already healed. I was so tired I almost fell asleep. "

Jin Wushu looked at her eyes in astonishment. Almost instantly, her eyes lit up, as if he had some sort of automatic recovery ability. He almost felt that the ominous feeling he felt earlier was just a blur.

"Hua Rong, are you sure you're not injured?"

"Nope."

"And not sick?"

"Nor!"

She suddenly waved her arm in high spirits and accidentally pulled back her sleeve, revealing an extremely strong contrast between her arm and the black sideburns of the Black Moonlight, "Fourth Prince, I am currently recuperating, as long as I can get close to Qin Gui, I will definitely be able to effortlessly kill that old thief with my bare hands."

When she said this, her face was full of longing, and her eyes shone with a kind of fervent brilliance. Jin Wushu suddenly thought of their first meeting on the battlefield. She and Yue Pengju had galloped side by side, waving the banner of "Da Song Flower" — that scene was so clear, that it would never be forgotten. It was when she was at her best, valiant, valiant, bright, and pure, with the innocence of a young girl along with a slight gentleness of a mature woman.

He stared at her. Perhaps it was only the mention of revenge that made her glow like this. In addition, she was completely covered up by exhaustion, as if her life was gradually withering. Some people live for rights, some people live for wealth, some people live for ideals and goals, some people live for beauty … As for Hua Rong, it was as if she was only left alive to kill Qin Gui and Zhao Deji.

His voice became completely gentle, "Hua Rong, if you really want it that much, I'll help you. However, I cannot guarantee that I will be able to fulfill your wish. "

She looked at him in surprise. "Thank you, Fourth Prince. As long as I do my best, I will have no regrets. "

Looking at her holding onto the horse rein's pale hand, he suddenly wanted to ask: "But, can you hold on for long enough?" However, his lips moved a few times, yet he still couldn't speak. Perhaps, he simply didn't have the heart to ask.

She didn't notice his expression at all. She stopped to look at the direction, then took out something and blew it up with a loud bang. It was a strange and distant sound, not very loud, but it spread far and wide, like the endless howls of a wild wolf.

"Hua Rong, what's this?" He thought of the thing that King Qin used when she escaped from the Liu Jia Temple's camp all those years ago. was given to you by the King Qin? I remember that this was the one he used to save you back then. "

She calmly nodded her head: "This is used to contact others. However, this is not what King Qin used back then. His usage of this was better than this, but it was also more valuable. What I'm using now is just a communication signal. When Wen Long sees this signal, he will immediately rush over. "

Jin Wushu said hatefully: "I really don't know how there can be such a villain like the King Qin in this world. Sigh, a good life doesn't last long, and the calamity has already spread for a thousand years, so why isn't he going to die yet? "

She wasn't the honest Yue Pengju, how could he die? Survival of the fittest, this was a cruel world. Only by being more ruthless than others could one live longer. Hua Rong shook her head dejectedly, bit her lips, and looked ahead with a blank expression. According to the signal she had agreed on, Lu Wenlong would arrive before long.

The sound of it, the red hair of the red hare's body like a red cloud of shining moving silk in the sun, dazzled.

"Mom, is that you? "Mom …"