"Yao Lao still has no news?"

"Nope. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"What about the Great Elders?"

"Nope."

"What about the people sent out to find out the news?"

"Haven't come back yet."

"Good, good, good! That's nice! After three questions in a row, the answer was no, and the anger in my heart reached its peak, but it calmed down again.

"Send someone over again and investigate."

"Send someone to find it, follow the route of their actions, and don't let go of any clues."

"Send the men of the Xuanwu Battalion over."

One order after another was quickly conveyed, and people from all sides went out in unison to investigate, counter-investigate, investigate, and counter-investigate.

The forces of the two sides launched a ferocious and fierce contest in the 100,000 mountains, and as long as they met, they would not die.

The fight was carried out in the dark night, and the darkness that had been hidden for a long time in the 100,000 mountains was being exposed to the sun little by little.

"Bang!"

"Whoa!"

"Patriarch." The clansmen were frightened by this sudden noise, and they all looked up to meet the gloomy gaze of the patriarch.

"The Xuanwu Battalion was completely wiped out, and you only brought back this useless news, you are really capable."

"Subordinates should be damned." The leader of the Xuanwu camp knelt on the ground to receive the punishment, dressed in black clothes, which had long been stained red by blood at this moment, dripping with blood.

"Then you go and die." The patriarch said violently, slapped it with one palm, and suddenly a figure flew out and landed straight outside the hall, completely silent.

"Who else will come up and confess." The patriarch asked, glaring at the others in the hall.

Everyone shook their heads, desperately reducing their presence.

There is only one chance, and the patriarch has always believed that if the clan does not raise waste and is useless, there should not exist.

The blood of the leader of the Xuanwu camp had not yet dried up, but the hall was already indifferent.

"Call the leader of the Suzaku Battalion to see me." The patriarch said.

"Yes." Immediately, someone left quickly, and after walking out of the hall, he was even more eager to run, and his footsteps kept stepping on the blood of the leader of the Xuanwu Battalion.

"Patriarch," a person stood up in the hall, "Elder Yao is missing, the elder is dead, do you need to report this matter to the seniors of the clan?" ”

"No, the seniors are studying the mental method at the most critical moment, and there is no need to disturb them with these little things." The patriarch said.

"Yes." The one who spoke looked at the patriarch with a pang in his heart, and immediately nodded in agreement.

******

Inside the manor, the morning sun is rising.

From time to time, the chirping of birds sounded, waking up the sleeping people.

Although she slept a little late last night, Song Wan'er's biological clock woke her up on time, and before she opened her eyes, she noticed that an arm was wrapped around her waist, and the whole person was like a pillow, surrounded by the people around her.

Song Wan'er tried to move her hands and feet, and the people around her immediately increased their strength, grabbed the person in her arms, as if to confirm that she was okay, and then fell asleep again.

It was rare to wake up and see that Yunmo did not leave, and Song Wan'er was not in a hurry to get up, she opened her eyes and looked at him.

After a while, the strange twisting arc of her hands and feet made her feel tired, but she was reluctant to struggle, for fear of waking up the person in front of her.

"Wan'er," Yunmo screamed, woke up, lowered his head and rubbed between Song Wan'er's neck, letting go of the hands and feet that bound her.

Song Wan'er secretly rubbed her somewhat sore arm, I really don't know how she slept peacefully all night under such circumstances, and didn't even have a dream.

"Brother Mo, Zuo Ming and they should be back today." Song Wan'er asked while watching Yunmo wash.

Liuzhou and Zuo Ming were sent by Yunmo to check the situation of the tribes of the 100,000 Great Mountains, except for the Black Snake Tribe, several tribes that had long had different intentions had already sent people to mix in.

"Hmm." Yunmo nodded.

Song Wan'er glanced at Yunmo, although he still looked cold, Song Wan'er still saw that Yunmo was in a good mood at the moment, and it seemed that things were going well.

Yunmo said: "The leader and the patriarch have been controlled, and those who know will bring it back, and those who have been deceived are very angry after knowing it." ”

No one will be happy when others are monkeys, not to mention the patriarchs who are in high positions and have always regarded themselves very highly, the anger in their hearts can be imagined, and now I am afraid that they are all eager to see the mastermind behind the scenes, and it is cheap to cut them with a knife.

Song Wan'er hooked the corners of her lips, that was indeed a good thing.

"Master, master." As soon as breakfast was finished, a figure seemed to suddenly appear in the room and quickly approached Yunmo.

"Master, as soon as there is news in the dark, the other party has dispatched the Vermilion Bird Battalion to investigate the news, and it is almost the beginning of several destroyed experimental bases." Dark one asked Yunmo if he needed to block it.

Yunmo instructed: "No, let them check, just give them a meeting gift when they go back." ”

Darkly nodded, and then reported on other things.

The two of them said one another, the other listened, and one order after another quickly ordered, and the whole manor looked calm on the outside, but in fact it was all on guard inside.

Song Wan'er listened from the sidelines, and only at the end did she speak: "It's time to tell them the news of Yao Lao." ”

The time has come.

The poison of the Soul Eater has been resolved, the traitors have been caught, and the minions have been basically eradicated, so it's time to face each other head-on.

"Are you afraid?" Yunmo turned his head to look at Song Wan'er.

Song Wan'er's response was to grab Yunmo's hand and hold it hard, without the slightest haze in her clear eyes.

"Okay, that's it for the time being, if you hear what the mistress just said, immediately order someone to do it." Yunmo turned his head to look at the dark one and commanded, and the momentary tenderness on his face had been put away.

"Yes." Secretly nodded in agreement, but did not leave immediately, with a rare hesitation on his face.

"Anything else?" Seeing this, Song Wan'er asked.

Yunmo glanced at him inquiringly.

Darkly: "Do you need to send someone to escort the mistress away first?" After speaking, he immediately lowered his head and stared at the ground, not daring to look at the eyes of his master.

The Vermilion Bird Camp investigated, the White Tiger Camp responded, this time the hidden family sent all the masters, and the manor was no longer safe.

Song Wan'er said: "Brother Mo, I'm not leaving." ”

Dark One hurriedly said: "Mastermother, there will be a big battle here next, and it is very dangerous. ”

Staying before, the secret guards naturally would not let Song Wan'er leave at this time, the master mother has a good medical skill and a good martial arts, but unfortunately, this time is different from the past, the master mother is pregnant.

"Master, please don't be willful, master, think about the little master who has not yet been born." Secretly persuaded bitterly.

Song Wan'er heard Dark One say this, grabbed Yunmo's hand, and looked at him with blank eyes, "Brother Mo, do you also think that I shouldn't stay?" Want to send me away? ”