"Why?" Mocha frowned.

Looking at the wolf ink standing by the window in disbelief, a navy blue brocade suit perfectly interpreted the wolf ink's tall and slender limbs, and Wei Anjian's chest rose and fell powerfully. The cut green silk was waist-high again in the seventh year of Yubei, and Wolf Mo wanted to cut it short more than once, but none of them were stopped by Diddison. In the early years, they had to run around in search of medicinal materials for the detoxification of their love.

Wolf Mo's short hair was like a signal light.

No matter where you go, you can attract countless people to prying eyes.

Yes, in order to avoid provoking the prying eyes of others, under the strong interference of Diddison. Wolf Mo's spiritual short hair grew waist-length again, but as the Chasing Wind tribe gradually emerged in Qingnan and Yubei over the years, the shrewd and capable short hair of the Chasing Wind tribe slowly became popular in these two places.

Previously, many people could tell by their hair whether the person was from the Wind-Chasing tribe.

However, over the years, the influence of the Chasing Wind tribe has increased. Before they knew it, many people began to cut off their long hair and cut it into the capable style of the Chasing Wind Tribe.

"Strike the grass and scare the snake. Besides, I don't want to expose the Chasing Wind too early, there are enough flies near the waterport shipyard. At least, in this chaotic moment, I don't want the Four Seas Firm and Xian Yujia to lock their eyes on the shipyard...... On the mainland, there are far more than the two forces of the Four Seas Commercial Bank and Xian Yujia. Perhaps, one day, when the Wind Chasing Tribe overrides all the forces in the continent, you and I will be able to live freely,......" Wolf Mo said lightly.

Over the years, his horizons have become broader.

He didn't want to limit his eyes to just one Qingnan or Yubei. Once the eagle spreads its wings, the goal should be the blue sea and blue sky. It must not be limited to the corner of what the eyeball sees, and many people understand it. It's just that few people can really get rid of the temptation and imprisonment of immediate interests.

"Do you suspect that the ship being tracked is not from Xian Yu's family?" Mocha exclaimed.

Yubei, except for Xian Yujia's vast ability, who else can target them so quickly?

Four Seas Firm?

Mocha quickly vetoed this possibility, and the news of Jiang Qing's accident could not have spread so quickly. In Yubei, who else has such a great ability besides them? Mocha couldn't understand that the water in Yubei was getting more and more muddy and chaotic. Secretly glad that he didn't have to come forward for this kind of brain-using work, otherwise he would be so tired that he couldn't figure out the twists and turns in it.

"When Victoria ascended the throne of God, she relegated Xian Yu Mang to Yubei, do you think she really had no defense? She was able to quietly enter Shangyang City to hide her traces, and she must have left a trail. Although the Four Seas Trading House and Xian Yujia have joined forces to contain and consume seventy percent of the empire's strength over the years, don't forget that the Beamon Empire has been around for ten thousand years, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse. Never underestimate those powerful family forces, let alone the Beamon Empire has controlled this continent for nearly 10,000 years......," Wolf Mo sighed.

It is said that the Ink Wolf Clan has been able to survive until now.

Or perhaps, it is because of the disputes and entanglements of interests within the Beamon Empire. In this world, there are no absolute enemies, and there are no absolute friends. Just like Jiang Qing said, wealth is moving, and it can't impress a person and a force, so you can only say that the chips you give are not enough, not that they are guarding the bottom line.

"This ......" Mocha's silent face unconsciously spread into a thin cold sweat.

At this moment, he missed his life in the Forest of Death very much. Although the surrounding environment is harsh and terrifying, there are not so many intrigues and mysteries. With each step, you have to look back and think about whether it was right or wrong. Will it cause disaster, every word you say, you have to look ahead and think about it, should you say this? Will it cause trouble because of this?

Obviously, orcs advocate recklessness.

However, when you are in this huge dye vat.

No one can shake off the mask of hypocrisy that is placed on their faces......

Year after year, day after day.

In the long run, you may even forget your original temperament. Thinking about it, Mocha suddenly felt a chill in the back of his neck, and hurriedly closed his eyes in a panic to settle the disordered heartbeat. Keep reminding himself that he just needs to follow closely behind Wolf Mo and move forward. Everything else had nothing to do with him, and at this thought, the noisy and restless heart gradually regained its calm.

"Spiritual point, it is much easier to pass through the boundary of Yubei and Qingnan." Wolf Mo pointed to something, raised his eyebrows and said.

When Mocha heard this, his eyes lit up and he immediately understood what Wolf Mo meant. In Yubei, there is a need to be more or less concerned about those forces hiding in the shadows and eyeing all sides, if the Chasing Wind sails into Qingnan, the situation will instantly become different. Although Qingnan is remote and weak, the people are fierce, and even if they do something, they will push it on others. Even if they knew that they were responsible, but there was no basis for it, Morocco dared to openly whitewash the peace.

"Uh-huh-"

Suddenly, a shallow groan sounded. Breaking down the two in the conversation, the low, shallow voice would not have attracted anyone's attention. However, although the two of them were chatting in the room, Wolf Mo's spirit was always staring at the bed on Jiang Qing's side. Before leaving, Diddison said that Jiang Qing might wake up after taking the decoction, but there was no way to know the specific time.

"Jiang Qing, are you awake? Hungry or not? What uncomfortable ......"

Wolf Mo's tone was hurried and worried, carefully holding Jiang Qing's hand and brushing her falling hair. A grim expression, with an indescribable sense of excitement. After waking up that day, Jiang Qing fell asleep for two days, and each time she woke up, she fell into a dream again in less than a few breaths.

"Water." Jiang Qing whispered.

The lip flap is a little dry, and there is a choking smell of medicine in the mouth. Jiang Qing was slightly uncomfortable, yes, after opening her eyes, she asked Wolf Mo to pour water for her and rinse her mouth. Raising his eyes, he looked at the unfamiliar environment around him, and his eyes showed a little surprise. Flipping his eyelashes a few times, he hesitated: "We're on the boat?" ”

"Hmm!" Wolf Mo nodded, holding Jiang Qing's head and letting her rinse her mouth slowly.

Mocha turned and walked out of the room, heading towards Didison. Jiang Qing woke up, explaining that the tonic decoction he had newly made last night was useful, so he naturally needed to call him over and check Jiang Qing to see if there were any other problems.

"How long did I sleep?" Jiang Qing asked.

The pale face exudes a slight weak temperament. The eyes that had just woken up were left with a thin mist, and when they blinked, they released a natural and weak charm, and they didn't realize that their bodies were slightly stiff. Such a weak Jiang Qing he had only seen when she had just arrived in the Beast God Continent, when she was sick and cold in the Forest of Death. Later, even when he was held hostage by the underworld and Yicheng, he never showed such a weak and pitiful aura.

See it.

For no reason, it makes people feel pity.