The meeting of elders of the Tiger Demon Clan was very lively today.

"Young Patriarch, it's been almost half a month since the plague broke out, what is the solution you said?"

"Young Patriarch, I heard that you were still in a daze by the stream the day before yesterday, at this time of crisis for the clan, dare to ask what you are thinking?"

"Young Patriarch ......"

The young patriarch one after another was all denouncing Bai Zhuo.

There were dozens of people at the elders' meeting, and each of them called him the young patriarch, but they all expressed that they felt that he was not worthy of being the young patriarch.

Bai Zhuo pinched his eyebrows and remained silent.

"The elders have put on a posture today to impeach the patriarch, and they are well aware of the righteousness, so dare to ask you, can anyone come up with a solution to this plague?"

Only a woman in green clothes stood up to speak for Bai Zhuo.

The hall was silent for a moment, and then he heard the voice of an old dragon bell ringing, and his attitude was contemptuous, "Who brought this human to the Council of Elders?

"Elder Zuo," the Tsing Yi woman's eyes turned over, her demeanor was dignified and self-controlled, and there was a faint contempt for the speaker, "The female stream of different races is still sensible, since you think very highly of yourself, why are you still doing things that disrupt the unity of the clan and harm others and benefit yourself?"

"You ——!"

Elder Zuo glared angrily at the woman in Tsing Yi, turned his gaze to the man next to the woman in Tsing Yi, and sneered, "Bai Langnian, look at the good woman you fancied. ”

The white-haired man sitting next to the woman in Tsing Yi looked seven points similar to Bai Zhuo, and when he heard Elder Zuo's words, he stood up expressionlessly and looked at the woman beside him, "How did you talk to the elder?"

Then he bowed to Elder Zuo, there was still no emotion on his face, "It was my lax discipline that caused the elder to be confronted, and Lang Nian apologized to the elder here." ”

Elder Zuo looked at the woman in Tsing Yi and hooked the corners of his mouth.

The rest of the people in the hall watched this scene, either it was not their business, or they were playful and mocking, just as a good show.

Bai Zhuo stood up and bowed his head in a deep voice, "I will do my best to give you an explanation for the plague." ”

The people in the hall got up and dispersed one by one, Bai Zhuo always stood in place with his head bowed, his expression frozen like a sculpture.

Many of the Neutral elders who were watching from the sidelines sighed and left when they saw him like this.

The once prosperous Tiger Demon Clan seems to have collapsed after that Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, not only is its strength far inferior to before, but the condensed human hearts seem to be gone.

"Boss!"

Halfway through the Elders' Council, Bai Qing suddenly ran in excitedly, squeezed all the way from outside the crowd to Bai Zhuo's side, and grabbed Bai Zhuo's arm excitedly, "Boss, there is news about the plague!"

As soon as these words came out, the chaotic flow of people seemed to be paused all of a sudden, and they all stopped and turned their eyes over.

Bai Zhuo raised his head violently, grabbed Bai Qing's shoulder, and his voice unconsciously trilled, "What news?"

"There has been an outbreak of a plague that is very similar to that of the tribe on the side of the sandbank, but the epidemic on their side seems to have been brought under control, and even the symptoms of the vast majority of people are alleviating, and we have sent people to understand the situation. ”

"Eh, Boss, where are you going?"

Bai Zhuo pushed away the chair in front of him and strode out, the expression on his face was quite calm, but it was difficult to hide the excitement in those golden eyes, "I'll go over in person now, I must find a solution as quickly as possible!"

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Another half a month has passed, and Dong Wusheng no longer needs someone to help her push her wheelchair, and Madara's daily training content has changed, and she is no longer boring to practice against all kinds of gun scores every day.

Madara stabbed out with his spear, the tip of the spear slicing through the air, faintly bringing out the whistling sound of Qingyue.

Dong Wusheng watched his spear stab, there was no emotion in his eyes, he turned sideways to avoid the tip of the gun, and then lifted the wooden stick in his hand to make it a little heavier somewhere on the body of the gun, and the offensive that had just been opened collapsed instantly, and Madara used great strength to not let the gun go.

"The balance of power must learn to hide. ”

"Good. ”

Madara didn't ask himself how he practiced, after getting along for so long, he understood that as long as Dong Wusheng didn't say anything bad, there was no problem.

Madara collected the gun and walked to the hall with Dong Wusheng, "Sister, are you going to the ruined city today?"

"It depends, Hathaway will be coming over in a moment, and I'll hear what she has to say. ”

When the two arrived in the hall, they found that in addition to Hathaway, there was an old acquaintance in the hall - Bai Zhuo.

"Don't come unharmed, Bai Zhuo...... Madara, pour a cup of tea for the guest. ”

Seeing Bai Zhuo, Dong Wusheng didn't seem to be very surprised, said hello lightly, walked to the table and sat down.

Madara still remembered this guy, he didn't have a good impression, he wrinkled his nose, put on a straight face, reluctantly walked over and poured two glasses of water, one was handed to Hathaway, and the other was pushed in the direction of Bai Zhuo, turned his head and walked out.

Dong Wusheng glanced at Ban, a little surprised, but he didn't show it, "Maybe I'm tired from training today, I hope I don't mind." ”

Bai Zhuo waved his hand, and couldn't wait for Hathaway to introduce him, so he hurriedly spoke, "The situation is urgent, forgive me for being rude...... Rakshasa Woman, did you prescribe the plague medicine for the ruined city?"

Dong Wusheng nodded slightly, "Yes." ”

"Okay," Bai Zhuo's throat moved, looking at Dong Wusheng, with suppressed tension between his eyebrows, "I have already obtained the prescription from Hathaway, but just in case, I still need you to come with me, and the conditions are as you prescribe...... If you mind what happened before, I'm willing to let it go. ”

Although his facial expression was tense, it seemed that he was very unceremonious with a straight face, but his eyes were open and sincere, and his golden eyes were like the golden top of a snow-capped mountain in the early morning.

“......”

"Yes. ”

Dong Wusheng's complexion was always flat, and she couldn't see her attitude towards the previous incident.

Bai Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and showed his first smile since the outbreak of the plague, "When can you go?"

"Anytime. ”

Dong Wusheng shrugged his shoulders slightly and added, "Anyway, it's room and board, right?"

"Of course," Bai Zhuo stood up and strode out, "then I'll let them prepare." ”

Dong Wusheng also stood up, saw that Hathaway was sitting still, and sat down again, "Do you have anything else?"

"I'm here to make good on my promise," Hathaway smiled, standing up and walking over to Dong Wusheng, "What do you think I need to do?"

Dong Wusheng raised his eyebrows, "It's decided?"

"Well, right now. ”

Hathaway wore a navy blue dress, her pale blonde curls were draped over her shoulders, and she was smiling quietly in the sun.

Dong Wusheng held his five fingers weakly, and the black sickle appeared in her palm, and with a movement of her heart, the sickle turned into a short dagger and swirled between her fingers.

"What's the matter, the matter of Shazhou Country has been dealt with?"

Dong Wusheng's tone was light, as if he was just chatting casually.

"How is that possible?"

Hathaway raised a hand and put it on Dong Wusheng's shoulder, "The well water is difficult to control, I'm afraid it will spread to the lake outside, I think about it, the best way to purify it is to make it rain in Shazhou Country." ”

"Okay," Dong Wusheng's breath sank, he took off his mask and put it on the table, stood up and smiled at Hathaway, "Then ...... Goodbye, Your Majesty. ”

"Well, goodbye. ”

Hathaway laughed too.

Dong Wusheng leaned over, hugged Hathaway, and sent the dagger into Hathaway's heart from behind.

After the smoke disappeared with the wind, Hathaway's long skirt fell on Dong Wusheng's arm, and the crack-like wound on Dong Wusheng's face was like a dry land meeting ganlin, slowly healing.

She glanced at the clothes in her arms, and there was no expression on her face.

She has watched such a scene for nearly 10,000 years, and when she sees it again today, she only feels that her heart is slightly numb, and she no longer wants to delve into what kind of emotion this flash is.