Pope System of Rebirth

"Did the egg break?" Luda couldn't understand Qin Lang's words, so he also sat aside and filled up the water for him.

"The egg is broken..." Qin Lang scratched his head, feeling that it was not easy to explain, so he simply changed the subject and said: "This matter is very urgent, and it depends on you two brothers. We have to advance some plans."

"Oh, what happened? Tell me." What Qin Lang was doing was related to the future of the Daxi tribe, and Ruda was very nervous.

Qin Lang looked at his nervous black face, laughed and said: "Don't be nervous, relax a little. This matter is not difficult to do. Donglong City needs us to gather the three refugee tribes first as a condition, and then they will agree to our request.

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"Three?" Ruda stood up in shock. This is not an easy task. The refugee tribes seem scattered, but it is not easy to gather them together. Each tribe has made an agreement in order to survive.

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Refugee tribes are not allowed to fight each other. If any tribe is in trouble, other tribes need help so that they can survive under the iron heel of Donglong City.

If there is one person, I am afraid that the advantage of the Darcy tribe oasis can attract them, but if there are three... Ruda tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart and asked: "How many days did they give?"

Qin Lang stretched out four fingers. It was obvious that the three tribes in four days, excluding the time of walking and running, were almost equal to one a day.

"What, four days?" Ruda almost collapsed. It would only take a month to win over the easiest tribe, three or four days...

"It's impossible, it's completely impossible." He sat on the ground, his face turned pale, and turned to Qin Lang and said: "Brother Qin Lang, we should give up negotiating terms with them. They must not intend to agree to our terms. This

That’s why I put forward such harsh requirements, forget it... forget it..."

Four days, three tribes.

It's all nonsense. It's not an exaggeration to say that this is like a bomb dropped on Ruda's heart.

However, Qin Lang seemed to want to add some nuclear elements to the bomb. He stood up and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous. I was the one who said the three tribes in four days."

"Brother Qin Lang..." Luda stood up suddenly and looked at Qin Lang in disbelief, who was not nervous at all. He really couldn't think of any way to do it: "Is there something you can do?"

"No!" Qin Lang spread his hands. Now it is true that there is no one. He doesn't know much about the refugee tribe. Naturally, he can't plan this matter.

"This..." Luda completely lost confidence. He did not blame Qin Lang for his boldness. Instead, he patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Qin Lang, forget about the plan of the Daxi tribe to obtain a free land!"

"No! It can't be counted!" Qin Lang stared at him, his eyes shining brightly: "As the leader of a tribe, you should have such courage and atmosphere. Our strength cannot be questioned."

"We'll start with the three tribes of Dongcun, Xiye, and Beidao." Qin Lang lit a simple sand table in the tent, with small stones on it to represent each of the refugee tribes and Donglong City.

Donglong City is finally represented by a palm-sized stone. There are many small stones scattered in the north, each of which is a refugee tribe. Qin Lang uses a small wooden stick to point the two smallest points and the medium-large point on it.

, the two refugee tribes of Dongcun and Xiye are very weak, and their territory is small and not difficult. The slightly larger Beidao tribe is rich, but many people have complaints about the leader Luo Shi. There are weaknesses that can be broken.

It will be much easier to start from these three places, and the North Road has what the Daxi tribe needs most.

"This method seems..." Ruda stared at the three areas under the wooden stick, shaking his head, confused and unable to make up his mind.

"They are tired enough to live, so what are they afraid of? They won't suffer at all with this method. It's a qualitative leap from dough to white flour." Qin Lang focused on three points and finally made up his mind.

"It's just that this method seems too rogue." Luda was still hesitating. At this time, the curtain at the entrance of the tent was raised. Lu Xi appeared at the door. Seeing Qin Lang also in the tent, he said with great joy: "Brother Qin Lang, you

Back!"

"Hey, what is this?" He suddenly became curious when he saw the sand table in the tent.

"Your brother and I are discussing countermeasures." Qin Lang pointed to the sand table and stated his plans one by one.

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"This..." After listening, Lu Xi also began to hesitate. This method seemed too...

"Only with this method, we can only gather three tribes in three days, and if these three tribes are closest to Donglong City, they will be destroyed by Donglong Cavalry sooner or later." Qin Lang said firmly, Luda, Lu Xi

The idea is too conservative.

"Are you sure you can get food?" Luda raised his head and looked at Qin Lang seriously.

"Human head guarantee." The Qiankun bag in Qin Lang's arms contained enough food for three to four thousand people to feed for a month. The problem of food was not a problem in front of him at all.

The most difficult question before us now is that damn gentleman's agreement made by who knows who.

Can't fight.

A huge stumbling block.

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"Then, do it!" Luda nodded, and Lu Xi agreed.

The Dongcun tribe is in an abandoned village north of Donglong City. There are about 80 people, only 55 people less than the Daxi tribe.

There is only one deep spring as a water source in the village, and the grain output is very small. Therefore, the whole village concentrates the grain in the earthen house in the center of the village for reasonable distribution to survive the cold winter.

The earthen house is their life. On weekdays, one-tenth of the people in the village are responsible for guarding the granary. If there is a problem here, the entire East Village tribe will probably perish.

They have been living a very hard life, and the harassment by the Donglong City cavalry is even more of a headache.

Fortunately, it seems that a capable person has appeared in the Darxi tribe recently, attracting the attention of Donglong City, and they have a chance to catch their breath.

There are no clouds tonight and the moon is high.

The villagers guarding the earthen huts were holding hoes and watching their surroundings vigilantly. No matter how hungry they were, no matter how tired they were during the day, they would not dare to agree at all every time they took turns guarding the granary.

There is such a saying among the East Village tribe.

Even if you lose your life, you cannot let outsiders enter the earthen house.

Tonight, the East Village tribe has a distinguished guest, Ruda, the leader of the Daxi tribe.

As one of the three major tribes among the refugees, the Daxi tribe has only 125 people. Zhang Wu, the leader of the Dongcun tribe, does not dare to neglect.

There are 1,200 people in the Suohan tribe, not to mention the 2,100 in the Yinxiu tribe. A very small number of people can be equal to such a large number of tribes. All of this comes from the Lu family.

The powerful force of the two brothers.

The East Village tribe set up a fiery bonfire that had not been seen in several years. Everyone except Shou Liang gathered around the bonfire. This was the highest etiquette.

Zhang Wu brought out the best wine. Everyone sat around the bonfire. It was more lively than the Chinese New Year.

"For the leader of the Daxi tribe to come here, the Dongcun tribe is really flourishing!" Zhang Wu sighed. He did not have advanced martial arts. He usually led a group of villagers to survive by relying on his mouth and his flexible mind.

"That's great. That's great." Ruda laughed heartily. He only did one thing here today.

Take advantage of every opportunity or follow the clues.

"I have something to discuss with Brother Zhang Wu today." Luda took the wine, put it in front of him, and stated his purpose.

Liu Wu was extremely thin, with small eyes. He had a small black mustache under his nose, and his appearance was really unflattering. He rolled his eyes and said charmingly: "Brother Luda, if you have anything to say, just tell me.

Our East Village tribe can help.”

If you can establish a relationship with the Daxi tribe, the Dongcun tribe will have a backer.

"This matter!" Ruda whispered: "The Daxi tribe hopes that the Dongcun tribe can come over."

"Come here?" Liu Wu was startled. He was smart and knew what this meant. However, he had his own considerations. Although life was hard now, it was better to be the leader than to rely on others.

"This...Brother Ruda seems to be in too much trouble."

Luda sighed and said: "Brother Liu Wu, you have also heard that a brother Qin Lang who is highly skilled in martial arts has recently come to our tribe. Even the blood-stricken cavalry team in Donglong City cannot defeat him. This man is very powerful, I hope

Establish an army belonging to the Daxi tribe. Unfortunately, the Daxi tribe only has 125 old, weak, sick and disabled people, so..."

"Are you planning to..." A trace of panic flashed in Liu Wu's eyes. He heard the ambition in Luda's words and was afraid that this guy was going to rebel.

Survival and rebellion are not the same thing in his eyes.

You can survive by keeping a low profile, but you will definitely die if you rebel.

Liu Wu just wanted to live, he had no reason to seek death.

The scary thing about Donglong City is not the cavalry, but the infantry, the most powerful infantry in the Barrens. They are the devils, and they are the masters of this desert.

He was very afraid, but it was useless to be afraid. Qin Lang's little stick had already hit him on the head, just like the God of Destiny's scepter scratched a mark on his life path. His future must follow this path.

This arc goes to the end.

The moon is high.

The refugees in the East Village tribe were enjoying themselves, but the temperature in the center dropped to the extreme.

Next to the earthen house, eight villagers were vigilantly watching every move in the dark night. Even if a mouse dared to appear, they would kill it.

Outsiders are not allowed to approach the granary.

It's a pity that they are just farm men and cannot be compared with those who have practiced as a family.

In the dark night, two black figures quietly approached the East Village tribe. One of them was slightly shorter and went south when entering the village entrance. The other one disappeared in the grass, like a ghost in the night, leading all the way.

The phantom appeared behind a salix tree next to the earthen house.

He looked at the sky and leaned against the willow tree, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, a commotion came from the south of Donglong City.

"The Eastern Dragon Cavalry is coming."

The roar of someone unknown scared the East Village tribesmen beside the bonfire and dropped their drinking bowls.

In the middle of the night, the Donglong Cavalry went crazy.

Many torches lit up in the south of the village, and the horses' hooves shook like thunder. Liu Wu was shocked, and he quickly raised his hands and said: "Brother Luda, there are people coming from Donglong City, and I need your help."

If ready-made force is not used, Liu Wu cannot be called Liu Wu.

"That's natural. We refugees are brothers and sisters. Let's take the guys with us and we'll meet the enemy." Ruda smashed the earthen bowl and, as a forward, rushed in the direction of the people.

A cavalry team of about 20 people from the south rushed into the village with torches lit. When they saw the tents and haystacks, they scattered everywhere. The leader was a guy wearing a black turban on his head. His face was dark and seemed to be painted with some kind of paint.

Face. Unfortunately, it was too dark to see the true appearance.

"Who is this old man? How dare you come to my brother's country to run wild?" Ruda dragged his long sword with great bravery and was the first to rush in front of the horse.

When the leader saw the person coming, he reined in his horse and laughed three times: "Hahaha! Who are you? You dare to go against our Donglong City."

"Darcy, Ruda is right!" Ruda danced the long sword vigorously with extraordinary momentum.

The man in the lead seemed to have heard Luda's name, his face changed slightly, and he took a closer look at the homeless people behind him. He recognized Liu Wu from the East Village at a glance. He cursed: "Fuck! You are bluffing me, you are

Isn't that rat behind Liu Wu? Liu Wu's evil idea. If you think I will fall for it... you will... kill them all. Mr. Hua Xiong hates these bugs the most."

He gave the order.

The five cavalrymen rushed out of the queue. The swords in their hands were shining brightly, leaving a bright white trail under the moonlight.

Liu Wu was so frightened that he shouted: "Hide quickly. We are not opponents."

The "aggressive" refugees immediately became frightened and went looking for hiding places.

Ruda was not afraid at all and shouted loudly. He held knives in both hands and faced the intruder.

"Bang, bang, bang." After several crisp sounds of weapons being handed over, Luda shouted again: "Eat my knife." He forced the steel knife around him away and flew toward the black-faced man.

The black-faced man pulled out his saber, and the two swords collided with each other, causing a splash of sparks, and then they clashed violently.

The black-faced man spoke in a low voice: "Brother, it's almost time. Brother Qin Lang told us to seize the opportunity."

It turned out that the black-faced man was Lu Xi. As soon as he finished speaking, the black-faced man seemed to have weak arm strength. He tilted his body and let go of his hand, dropped the steel knife and shouted: "It's really Luda, get out quickly."

Upon hearing the leader's order, a group of cavalrymen immediately turned around and disappeared into the dark night.

The refugees from the East Village tribe had never seen anything like this before. They all came out of their hiding places and looked at Luda in disbelief, who was really like a god.

That majestic gesture.

That unparalleled momentum.

deep brand

But at this time, the fire suddenly brightened in the east, and a gray-faced man stumbled out of the darkness, shouting: "Chief, it's not good... It's not good... Tsuchiya... Tsuchiya... give the East Dragon Cavalry some points.

Already."

"Ah!" When Liu Wu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, heard the news, he felt as if he had been hit by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. The world was spinning, and his vision went dark and he almost fainted. Fortunately, Luda supported him and said: "Liu Wu

Brother, hold on, hold on."

Liu Wu regained his breath and ran towards the earthen house without saying a word.

All the food is there, and the lifeblood of the Dongcun tribe is also there. Without the earthen huts, there is nothing. Once it is over, everything is over.

Liu Wu rushed to the earthen house and saw the flames roaring in the night wind. The earthen house was burning too much and he was unable to save anything. He fell to the ground in vain, dejected.

When the refugees from the Dongcun tribe saw all this, they all lost their minds and didn't know what to do. The women even burst into tears.

In this desert, there is no water source to find, but without food, everything is over. The production of food throughout the year is destined to the status of food.

Death seemed just around the corner.

The refugees in the East Village tribe felt it. They even felt the fear caused by the sand covering their bodies, and the cold feeling spread across their bodies.

The East Village tribe, which was happy a moment ago, is now as silent as death.

The fire burned very brightly, illuminating everyone's profile, and despair was deeply engraved in everyone's eyes.

There was a person squatting on a certain willow tree in the distance. He sighed with emotion, turned around and disappeared into the darkness. The things here are almost done. Ruda has been able to solve them. Next is the West Wild tribe.

Ruda watched all this silently, praying in his heart that the God of Light would not blame the Darcy tribe for their methods. He could only take this move for freedom and to own the Moon Lake Oasis.

"Brother Liu Wu!" Ruda stretched out his heavy palm and pulled Liu Wu up and sighed: "Come to the Daxi tribe. Is there any white rice there? But at least I can eat white noodles and drink mixed wine."

When the refugees from the East Village tribe heard the news, they were shocked and recovered from their depression. Several of them even prostrated themselves on the ground and cried: "Thank you, Chief Ruda, thank you..."

Everything falls into place.

Liu Wu from the Dongcun tribe sighed when he saw that his villagers were all trying to get closer to the Daxi tribe. Now that he didn't even have food, he had no reason to continue.

If you want to fight, then fight!

I am afraid that the refugees from the Dongcun tribe will be the first to die. Liu Wu, who has read two history books, understands this very well.

Ruda's ambition is not small, and his peaceful days will not last long.

"Let's go! From now on, the Dongcun tribe will be the Daxi tribe people." Liu Wu made his decision to the more than 80 good villagers of the Dongcun tribe.

Luda laughed loudly and said: "Don't worry, the Daxi tribe welcomes the brothers from the Dongcun tribe. From today until the next harvest season, the Dongcun tribe can receive a fixed and sufficient amount of food every month."

"Ah..." The refugees from the East Village tribe cheered and climbed up the big tree, finding hope in their lives again.

Politics is like this sometimes. It's common for people to help people make money after selling something.

"Brother Liu Wu, you are familiar with the Beidao tribe. Can you recommend someone to help us talk so that the Beidao tribe can also merge with the Daxi tribe?" Seeing the people's joy, Ruda's conscience felt much better, and the topic changed again.

Liu Wu's sworn brother, head of Luo family in Beidao.

There are only more than 40 people in the Xiye tribe who have no food and will naturally find a way to join the Daxi tribe, but this is not the case in Beidao. Luo Shi in Beidao occupies a pasture and has horses exported. Among the many refugee tribes, he is relatively wealthy, and he has more

With more than 200 people, the population is almost twice that of Darcy.

Burning the food has no effect at all.

So to deal with this, we can only find other ways.

Start with Luo's weaknesses to disperse people's hearts and inspire their wishes.

Two days passed, and Hua Xiong kept a close eye on the situation. The Daxi tribe only recovered one tribe in the East Village, and there was no news from the remaining two tribes.

However, Qin Lang came to Donglong City, saying that he had forgotten something in the city, but as soon as he showed up, he ran to Donglong's famous flower street, Liuxiang, Honghua Street, and even got into the largest brothel, Chunchun Tower.

After leaving for a day and still not coming out, Hua Xiong was greatly puzzled as to what the young man was doing. Just when he was confused, someone suddenly came to Hua Xiong Mansion.

This man was Mr. Turtle from Chun Chun Tower. He entered the Hua Palace tremblingly, but the gatekeeper refused to let him in. He shouted: "Qin Lang asked me to come. He said that he was General Hua's favorite general.

"

When Hua Xiong came out and asked, he found out that Qin Lang had no money and went to Chun Chun Tower to eat and drink so much that he couldn't get out, so he asked for help.

This was already the third day. Hua Xiong laughed loudly and invited Mr. Turtle into the house. He had people serve food and wine, and he went to the dormitory to get money. He stayed there for two hours, until the moon

After climbing out of the mountain, I walked out.

Mr. Turtle is a very timid person, so he can only wait obediently and dare not ask random questions even if he has food and drink, for fear that if he asks the wrong question, the general will be unhappy and lose his head.

General Hua was very happy. He was wearing a purple robe, and even the injuries on his body seemed to be much better. His son Hua Wei, who came out with him, felt that his father was very strange today. He seemed to have encountered something very happy. Could it be that his second mother was pregnant?

Thinking of this, his heart tightened. If he had a younger brother, he would be less loved. For the sake of his future, he asked carefully: "Did something good happen to dad today?"

Hua Xiong stopped and laughed: "Of course, this person is much easier to control as long as he has a weakness, even if he is a tiger in the mountains."

Warwick heard that Monk Zhang Er was confused, but he understood one thing, Er Niang was not pregnant... He started laughing after hearing this.

Hua Xiong patted his head: "My precious son, do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand!" Warwick nodded repeatedly.

"Come on, today your father will let you show how to tie a tiger."

Hua Xiong and his son followed Mr. Gui out of the house and headed straight for Honghua Street.

Warwick often visits this flower street, Liuxiang, on weekdays. The white flowers are blooming all over the street, and the fragrance is overflowing. It has the smell of powder. This flower is called desert red and comes from a certain plateau. It is said that it was brought by a bald believer.

Every summer, white flowers bloom with a pleasant fragrance. When the flowers fall, the color turns red again, getting redder as they dry up. At that time, the streets all over the place seemed to be covered with red carpets. That’s why there is a red flower street.

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Hua Xiong did not have any guards around him. Under the leadership of Turtle Gong, the father and son entered the Chunchun Building and went up to the second floor to a private room. At this time, there were six strong men in the room gearing up to confront a handsome young man.

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The young man was sitting in front of the round table, wrapped in a white blanket, with one leg draped on the chair next to him. He was drinking tea leisurely with a white porcelain cup in his hand. On the bed behind him, a woman in a red quilt had her shoulders half exposed, and her face was expressionless.

Reddish.

Judging from his appearance, he was very frail and thoughtless. However, the six strong men did not dare to move forward. They must have been shocked by his thunderous methods.

"Oh, the general is here." When the old madam heard that the general was here, she ran upstairs. The aroma immediately filled the entire corridor. She knew Hua Xiong and winked at him.

He held the red silk scarf between his fingers and shouted: "It's all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. This turns out to be General Hua's beloved general. Come on, have some wine. What are you doing here?"

This madam is about forty years old. She has a charming figure, especially the unusually bulging breasts. If it weren't for the strong smell of powder on her body, it would be a bit odorous.

Warwick lowered his head, but secretly stared at the madam's body from the corner of his eyes. He looked from above to below, then from below to above...

The six strong men left, and soon a table of delicious food was served.

The madam originally sat down to drink with Hua Xiong, but Hua Xiong gave her a dirty look. So the madam left the house with the woman in the house.

"Qin Lang, you are very brave. You dare to come to Chunchun Tower without any money." Hua Xiong sat down, while Huawei was a little afraid of Qin Lang and sat far away.

Qin Lang poured a glass of wine for Hua Xiong and placed it in front of Hua Xiong with both hands respectfully saying: "I know the general will definitely come."

"How can you be so sure?" Hua Xiong looked at him meaningfully.

"General, you are mighty." Qin Lang saluted with his hands raised.

"Haha!" This sentence touched Hua Xiong's heart and made him burst into laughter.

Qin Lang poured Warwick another glass of wine and said with a smile: "Young Master, I have offended many people in the past few days."

Warwick was surprised. He didn't expect Qin Lang's attitude to become so good today. He took it slowly and coughed without saying anything.

"Do you like this bite?" Hua Xiong looked around the room, and finally stared at Qin Lang, with a half-smile on his face.

"What a man." Qin Lang picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put it in his mouth and chewed it with gusto. "I didn't have money before, but now that I'm with the general, my life will be much better. The life of a refugee is

It’s really not something that humans have lived through.”

"Why do you think I will let you follow me?" Hua Xiong played with the cup, testing the young man in front of him.

"Because, the masked guest." Qin Lang put down his chopsticks, his eyes flickered, and he looked unusually confident.

Hua Xiong was stunned for a moment, and Warwick shuddered.

Qin Lang continued: "I heard that that man single-handedly destroyed the west gate and rushed into the city."

The bruises on Hua Xiong's face were almost healed, but the injury on his legs was still not healed. He would feel pain every night. He squeezed the cup to suppress some thoughts in his heart, and he was able to achieve the position of the third in command of Donglong City.

, he has been able to control his emotions very well.

"Why should I trust you?"

he asked calmly.

"Based on this." Qin Lang threw out the black stone sword installed under the table, with the Qiankun bag wrapped around the sword.

"sword?"

Warwick was quite familiar with this sword. It was the first time his father had seen it.

Qin Lang drew out his sword without saying a word, and the black luster flashed in front of everyone's eyes.

"Who are you!"

Hua Xiong was shocked.

Qin Lang placed the sword on the table and said angrily: "He deliberately framed me."

this……

Hua Xiong stared at the black stone sword on the table, which was exactly the same as the painting left by the masked man.

The left one is long and the right one is short. He even picked it up to look at the strange hilt.

"That guy clearly used a sword, but the mark he left on you was a sword. He's so damn vicious. I've never offended him." Qin Lang raised his head and took a sip of wine, his face full of gloom.

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"Who can testify about this?" Hua Xiong had woken up from the shock after hearing Qin Lang's story. He even kicked Warwick out and wandered around the house alone.

"You said he doesn't want to see you surrender to Donglong City?"

"You said he was involved in the theft of Xifu granary?"

"Aren't you a masked guest?"

A series of questions rushed out of his mouth.

"Yes." Qin Lang clenched his fists, with deep hatred etched in his brows: "General Mingqi can testify that he had a fight with the masked man that day, and the masked man used a knife, a black stone knife.

"

Hua Xiong stopped at the window and flicked his fingers. He was not sure whether this matter was true or not. The fear of the masked man had been engraved in his bones, and he did not dare to make an evaluation easily.

"If the general doesn't believe it, when the masked man appears, Xiao Ding will capture him. Then General Hua will have nothing to worry about." Qin Lang's voice was sonorous and powerful, and each word fell on Hua Xiong's ears.

中.Hua Xiong's finger suddenly stopped.

Such a powerful masked guest is probably not a greedy and lustful guy. He had an idea in his mind and said solemnly: "I'm afraid Mingqi can prove that this is true. However, you are loyal to me, the Darcy tribe."

What are you going to do?"

Refugee is a despicable term, and nobles like Hua Xiong have never looked down upon it.

"I heard that there is going to be a war between the Jade Kingdom and the Yanju Kingdom. It would be a good idea to release them." Qin Lang stood up with a strange smile on his face.

"Haha!" Hua Xiong laughed. He turned around and sat opposite Qin Lang again: "Vicious guy. I like it! How about I let you live here from now on? And that woman, it belongs to you."

Qin Lang's heart suddenly moved, knowing that Hua Xiong was testing him, he immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, General. If only there were a few more women, it would be so comfortable."

"Follow me. You can have as much as you want, but I'm afraid you'll get weak when you encounter a masked visitor." Hua Xiong smiled evilly and took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve: "Five thousand liang of silver. Just for pocket money. But,

You are so sure of recovering three tribes in four days."

Qin Lang said: "No, this is an impossible thing. The refugee tribe has their agreement, a mutual aid agreement. I only said this at that time for you, general."

"Me?" Hua Xiong took a bite of the fish and put down his chopsticks. He only remembered Qin Lang's unusually arrogant look.

"General, think about it. Neither the Ming family nor the Blood Cavalry are my opponents. This fact will probably make the people of Donglong City think that General Hua is not my opponent either. This will harm the general's face.

If I can't do this, you can catch me and throw me in jail

A few days, and a few more beatings with sticks, and then accept the surrender of the Daxi tribe. In this way, everyone will know that General Hua is extremely powerful, and arrogant people like me have been captured. The general’s day at Ximen

The prestige that has fallen can only come back in an instant."

Qin Lang said while drawing on the table. Hua Xiong became more and more shocked as he listened. The worries in his heart disappeared little by little. Such a person can be regarded as a good dog.

He made a preliminary conclusion about Qin Lang.

"Haha... I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it at all... You are really a talent, a rare talent. The decision on the Darcy tribe will be made tomorrow, and you will have to suffer some physical pain by then." Hua Xiong was very happy, Qin Lang

What he did was quite clever and warmed his heart.

"General Hua, we now have a common enemy. As long as the masked man dares to come out, I will catch him." Qin Lang's eyes were filled with angry flames.

The two were talking about big things in the house. Warwick, who was kicked out, also agreed that he was doing big things. He squeezed the old bustard's hand and entered a certain room. He couldn't interfere with his father's affairs, but he wanted to try his father's woman.

Give it a try.

It was not until midnight that Hua Xiong took Warwick and left Chun Chun Tower.

Qin Lang watched the two father and son go away, playing with the five thousand taels of silver notes in his hand, with a trace of ridicule on his lips.

General, they are just two headless flies.

The absence of the city lord seems to be a good opportunity.

He turned around and went back to the house, put the black stone sword back on the scabbard transformed from the Qiankun bag, sat under the red candle, picked out a piece of fried pork, put it in his mouth and chewed it twice, but felt that the taste was completely different from that of his own cook Yan Liu.

Compared to spitting on the ground.

At this time, the door rang, and two charming brothel girls came in.

"It's time for the officials to go to bed. Let Yanyan and Xiaohong accompany you." The two women were in their mid-twenties, with half-revealed breasts and thin clothes. The secret place inside was looming. Such a fragrant and beautiful scene made Qin Lang

Somewhat uncomfortable, coupled with the constant sliding of his little hands, the tingling feeling made him blush. He coughed, cheered up and said: "You two get to the bed first."

"The officials are good or bad."

Yanyan, the little red girl laughed, took off her long gown in front of him like two little white sheep waiting to be slaughtered, and got into bed with a peach blossom face.

Qin Lang put his sword behind his back and stood up.

He was also at this age, so how could he withstand such temptation? He was afraid that the fake show would become real today, so he pinched himself a few times and grimaced in pain. Then he became more awake, blew out the candles, and went to bed.

side.

He knew very well that Hua Xiong, a fox, could not easily believe him, and the play had to go on.

"Scream, scream hard, hard, and comfortably."

Yanyan and Xiaohong originally thought that something familiar was about to happen again. They had already spread their legs and teased Qin Lang's back with the turbulence, but suddenly a cold sword was placed on his neck.

The two of them never expected that they would encounter such a thing tonight, and their faces turned pale with fear.

"Don't worry. Just sleep inside and I'll sleep outside. I'll pay for it. Did you hear what you just said clearly?" Qin Lang had a smile on his handsome face.

The smile was charming, but Yanyan and Xiaohong had no intention of appreciating it. They lay on the inner bed and shouted stiffly "Ah, ah!" twice.

Qin Lang nodded, put away his sword, and slept next to the two of them with his clothes on. Holding the sword in front of his chest with both hands, he said: "It's too stiff. Be more cheerful and quiet. I only like to listen, not do it. Do you understand?

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Yanyan and Xiaohong nodded. They didn't know how many guests they had received since entering Chunchun Building. This was the first time they encountered someone with such a quirk.

Xiaohong is more bold, she will shout when the guests shout.

"Ah...um...so comfortable...um...so great..."

**They were just like playing house. Xiao Hong screamed happily, but Qin Lang's heart was beating wildly and he cursed these girls for being so awesome. He took out a hundred taels of silver notes from his arms and threw them at Xiao Hong to encourage him.

He said: "That's a good shout. I feel very comfortable listening to it. Keep going. I'll reward you."

Xiaohong was overjoyed and screamed even more happily.

Seeing that Xiao Hong had earned all the money, Yanyan was not to be outdone and shouted boldly.

"Guanren...it's a bit inside...yes...ah...Guanren is really...well."

That sound was so **.

Qin Lang closed his eyes, but his body was squeezed together with the naked two people. He only felt that his body was hot and he didn't dare to listen anymore. He quickly mobilized the Sanqing Dao power in his body to relieve his inner impulse.

Hua Xiong's two secret whistlers outside the house heard the sounds in the house. They looked at each other and secretly praised the young man in the house for being so awesome. He made the two ladies so comfortable. After listening for a while, they almost lost their souls.

Unable to bear it any longer, the two called a room and went in with their respective women.

spank

It will hurt your body, it will definitely hurt your body.

Qin Lang stood blankly outside the Chunchun Building with his panda eyes, barking randomly all night, no man could bear it. If he wasn't determined, if he wasn't...

I'm just afraid...

He turned back to Yanyan and Xiaohong who were escorting him out of the house and waved his hand, signaling to go back. Yanyan and Xiaohong winked at her, and she could make money just by shouting. It was an easy job, and they loved it to death.

"Do it." Qin Lang shook his head and threw the memory of the incident behind him, and walked out of the brothel.

There was a person outside the kiln, hiding far away in the corner of the building opposite. Qin Lang noticed him, sighed, and walked straight towards him. The man looked around a few times, and when he saw Qin Lang walking towards him, his eyes flashed.

A flash of doubt flashed through.

Didn't the boss agree to meet quietly, so why did he come straight to me?

"You're so stupid, hey!" Qin Lang quickly came to him and cursed in a low voice: "Standing in such an obvious position, people have already seen it, it's really troublesome."

This person is Wang Xiang.

Wang Xiang scratched his head and kept silent, wondering how he could be seen by others after he had gone so far.

"Do you know what 007 is?" Qin Lang hugged him helplessly, thinking that if he had someone as powerful as 007 by his side, things would be much easier to handle: "Let's go, the tail is still sizzling."

Hua Xiong's two eye-catchers are still lying in Wenrouxiang. Qin Lang was shouting in Qin Lang's room all night. Judging from the experience of the two, Qin Lang will definitely...absolutely...definitely not be able to get out of bed.

This just fits the thoughts of a certain bad boy.

"How's it going? Have you got it?" Qin Lang took Wang Xiang and walked along Honghua Street. On the right side of the street is a small river. The water in the river is clear, and the fish among the sand and stones can be seen clearly.

"Everything goes well. The boss's plan is really unparalleled in the world. All three tribes belong to the Daxi tribe, especially the Beidao tribe, which has a huge horse farm." Wang Xiang clenched his fists and said excitedly. How many times has something like this happened now?

He wouldn't have thought about it a few months ago.

"This is not bad." Qin Lang was not complacent because of his temporary victory. He stopped on the street and took a long breath. The foreshadowing was finally successfully laid. Luda and Lu Xi seemed to be quite reliable.

"It's not just good, it's simply amazing. With just one strike from Luda, Luo's head rolled on the racecourse." Wang Xiang was extremely excited when he recalled the scene at that time.

Qin Lang could imagine the scene at that time. He was holding on to an unknown tree species on the roadside and looking at a red carp in the water. The fish was very beautiful. He suddenly interrupted Wang Xiang and asked: "Where did that woman go?

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Wang Xiang was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said: "Woman, ah! You said she... disappeared after finishing the work."

"When will we visit?" Qin Lang suddenly had a ridiculous idea in his mind. What was the woman introduced by General Mingqi like?

Able to complete such a task in one day.

"Visit?" Wang Xiang was puzzled: "It's just a girl from a brothel, what's there to see?"

"Don't talk about this. Only Ruda, Luxi, you, and I know about the three tribes. We must not let it out at this time. Go back and tell Ruda and Luxi. We only say that we have gathered the East Village tribe. Also.

, I will stay in jail for a few days, and you must not mess around." Qin Lang picked a white flower that could be seen everywhere on the street and played with it in his hands. The petals fell from his hands one by one, and finally he just

Three of the stamens are left. (To be continued...)