Chapter 471: Reversal

The swaying back and forth outside the dormitory, like a wisp of wandering spirit, his eyes fell on the door of the house where Mu Qianxun and the others stayed intentionally or unintentionally, anxious and lonely.

The complexion around the eyes was blue, the clothes were slightly messy, the lips were pursed, with a bleak smell, and after tossing all night, I finally found the body of Yutai Haoyue.

Hearing this, the bottom of the cliff of the main city was a mess of rocks, black paint, and the guards dragged a long hanging rope until the sky was slightly bright.

The cliff, unable to see the end at a glance, the back of the moon landed on the ground, falling on the pile of rocks, the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood stained a large piece of rocks, and there were still blood on the rocks.

Just thinking about it, Tangtai Haochen felt shuddered, when he saw her corpse, she still had his dagger in her chest, the position and strength were all the same, it should be the corpse of Tangtai Haoyue.

He thought that he could be ruthless, but he was wrong after all, it was his sister, his dearest sister, the most intimate sister......

He knew how much Mu Qianxun hated Lantai Haoyue, he knew that Mu Haoran was still out of danger, he knew that the Tantai tribe was still in danger, and he knew that his life had already been affected by himself......

So, in front of Mu Qianxun, he couldn't show the slightest sadness, even if he was distressed with blood, he could only endure it, and he could only be light.

Mu Qianxun, who came out of the door, was dressed in plain clothes, walked with a stilt, a calm face and a broken haggard, and carefully protected a baby in his arms.

She was afraid, she didn't dare to leave him behind, and if someone harmed her in the future, she would do her best to protect him.

The carriage was ready, and after disposing of the corpse of Haoyue, they were about to leave the tribe and run around.

The body of Haoyue was placed in a secluded pavilion in the bamboo garden, uninhabited for a long time, cold and quiet, and depressed.

For fear of angering Mu Qianxun, Tangtai Haochen did not dare to sort out the remains of Tangtai Haoyue, how to bring it back, how to put it aside.

Thinking about how strong he was at the beginning, how prestigious he was in the tribe, he had a whimsical idea to rule the entire tribe, and to get that beautiful woman.

Now, because of his own ambition, what a fate he has ended, he has lost his arm, wasted his skills, and he can't help but be angry......

If he was still alive, how would he explain to him, he almost buried the tribe he had worked so hard to maintain all his life, and he was still ...... Killed his sister with his own hands.

In a trance, in a blink of an eye, he had arrived at the ground, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, he only hoped that Mu Qianxun could give him a happy death, but he was also relieved.

Mu Qianxun bent down and lifted the corpse covering cloth on Yutai Haoyue's body, frowned slightly, and a coldness appeared in her eyes, even though she was facing a silent corpse, she still couldn't help but be angry.

The slender jade hand, holding the dagger, the hand lined with gorgeous veins, was even more pale, and slowly pulled out.

The blood has dried up, and the precipitated blood shows a jagged color, yellow-brown and light red, with a slight fishy smell, Mu Qianxun watched the dagger with interest, inside and out, and looked at it over and over again.

"You say, is this the corpse of Haoyue? What if it is disguised?"

The voice was faint, with coolness, and the face of Yutai Haochen stiffened, but he did not speak, Mu Youchen sighed, and turned his head away.

How to distinguish whether there is a disguise, Cao'er has already taught her all the methods, how can she not know the reason, looking at the Qingge tribe, now, it is possible to find a disguiser who can find the art of disguise on Cao'er?

He would rather Mu Qianxun let go of Tantai Haoyue and let himself go, but it was just a corpse, so why bother, if he was confined in his heart, there would be no harm but no benefit.

The sharp dagger froze on the frightened, bloodless face of Yutai Haoyue, cut through the sideburns, and slashed inch by inch......

Mu Youchen knew that she wanted to cut off the skin of Yutai Haoyue alive, and when the blade passed through her chin, Mu Youchen couldn't help but make a sound:

"Looking for ......"

The movement stopped, and then he threw the dagger, and with a bang, the sharp blade hit the floor, which was extremely crisp, Mu Qianxun fell to the ground, and it took a long time before he got up.

Staggered to take the sleeping baby in Mu Youchen's arms, with tears in his eyes, he smiled reluctantly, and rushed out of the door, his back was desolate and stubborn.

The bamboo garden, the long corridor, and the wet bluestone slabs, leave a series of crooked and slanted footprints, vague and messy, overlapping with the footprints after them, and disappearing.

Just as she came in a hurry and went in a hurry, the main city, as safe and calm as when she came, is a different kind of earth-shaking.

Once again, I embarked on the road to the border, and it was a completely different mood, tossing back and forth, each time there was a reason why I had to go, and every time, it was so urgent.

Mu Qianxun gave a clear order, and in a few days, Yutai Haoji would be escorted to the Nangong tribe, and Cao'er would send someone to take care of him temporarily.

If there is disobedience, the contract signed before will not be counted, if the Tangtai Haoji is interesting, everything before, she can not blame the past, whether Mu Haoran is alive or dead, it has nothing to do with the Tangtai tribe.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar scenery along the way, stroking the occasional baby in his arms, Mu Qianxun was stunned.

However, in the past few months, she has traveled many times on this road, and both the tribe and herself seem to have experienced unbearable wind and frost.

She only hopes that this catastrophe can pass as soon as possible, she will be crushed, Mu Haoran is not good, she no longer cares about any trivial matters.

First Mu Youchen was in danger, and then the war was imminent, and now, Mu Haoran was also involved in the whirlpool of life and death.

No matter how restless he was in his heart, his face was unwavering, his eyes were lowered, and he was nestled in Mu Youchen's arms, it seemed that everything was as peaceful as ever.

Knowing that her mind at the moment was only on Mu Haoran, Mu Youchen still asked, but he didn't know what he meant, and he didn't know himself:

"Xun'er, what are you going to do, how to deal with the traces of the Tai Tai, whether to keep him imprisoned, or to kill him, or ......"

For a long time, Mu Qianxun didn't make a sound, Mu Youchen didn't ask, he thought that she wouldn't answer, and he was stupid in his heart.

"If Haoran goes out on a business trip, I am afraid that he is not the only one who will be affected, and I don't know what else I will do......

If it's good, then ...... What if you let him go.

Naturally, if you agree, you will let him go. ”

After a pause, Mu Qianxun's tone looked extremely tired and dazed, but he just said everything he thought in his heart.

Whether it is the tragic death of Qian Yan in the mutilation of Mu Youchen, or now that Mu Haoran has become like this, he has participated in everything, and he is responsible for the crime.

If it weren't for him, Mu Youchen wouldn't have believed the phantom, if it weren't for him, Qianyan wouldn't have died impulsively, if it weren't for him, Yutai Haoyue would not have a chance to start, everything is at fault with him, and there is no shirk.

Perhaps, it was because he did not conspire with the Tai Haoyue, or perhaps because he was moved by his steadfastness to defend the Taitai tribe to the death, or perhaps, because he was bent on death, she lost interest.

In short, she has no intention of hating, she can't burn hatred, she never knows that the death of Qianyan is not a heartless accident, but a retreat that has been calculated a long time ago, so she doesn't hate......

She is willing to forgive Qianbai, and she is willing to let him go, for Shantai Haochen, losing the Tantai tribe is already losing everything, and living is just a lingering breath, whether it is life or death, it is not so important.

Naturally, he almost killed Mu Youchen, if Mu Youchen didn't want to write it off, he still couldn't get a good death, whether he was alive or dead, after all, it was still Mu Youchen who had to decide.

After all, to her, he was just a hateful and hateful stranger, and she never cared about his life or death.

Stroking the warm and supple hair on the top of Mu Qianxun's head, Mu Youchen thought for a long time, and finally just smiled with relief, if he could exchange Mu Haoran for survived this catastrophe, what if he left a life for him.

Let it go, let it go, it should be regarded as a blessing accumulated for Mu Haoran, and the killing on the hands of the two of them is really more.

As for the punishment that Tai Haoji deserves, it is left to himself, half his life, whether he repents, whether he is busy, or still unrepentant, it is his own business.

Often, the more intelligent a person is, the more he does not understand......

With the clattering of horses' hooves, Mu Haoran's situation became worse and worse, braving the continuous rain, and hurriedly drove towards the border.

The border, Huayin County, for a short period of half a month, is also a noisy person on his back, and the stalemate of the war has a momentum.

Mu Qianxun left the army in danger, left behind the war, and disappeared, and Han Ying's urgent deployment of troops was also rumored.

For a while, the Qingge tribe suddenly fell into panic again, and the reversal was blunt, and Han Ying not only had time to take advantage of the danger in the future, but also started a civil strife.

I heard that Han Jugui was the Gula family of several dynasties, and the head of the family, Gulamu, personally brought the queen of the current Han Ju, Gulatu, and went to the battlefield to observe the war without the permission of Antu Xunyan.

Guratu reversed his previous weakness, and ruthlessly gave Antu Xunyan's favorite concubine who was spoiled to the tip of his heart a dismount, and rewarded her with twenty military sticks for the following mistakes.

Antu Xunyan had a seizure at the moment, and he was pressed by the momentum of Gulamu, and he failed to stir up any wind and waves, and he was deflated.

Gulamu's trip was not good, and before Han Ying left, he had already ordered Antu Xunyan to transfer troops and forcibly stopped it.

The most trusted general, whom Antu regarded as his confidant, suddenly defected and handed over the military power to Gulamu.

Antu Xunyan has gone to the momentum, relying on the momentum created by the Gula family, and now it has been recaptured by the Gula family, and nothing has been gained, and the defeat is completely defeated.

After all, Gulamu didn't tell Antu Xunyan about any monarchs and ministers, what kind of rebellion he talked about, he was upright, and in front of Antu Xunyan, he called himself the king!

In Gulatu's womb, he is already pregnant with Antu Xunyan's blood and bones, and the war is raging, in fact, Guratu only needs to kill Antu Xunyan and find a reason at will, so that he can support the child in Gulatu's womb as the king.

In this way, the name is justified, and Gulamu does not have to bear the infamy of seeking power and usurping the throne, but Gulamu does not want to, he has his own iron rules, and if he is opposed, he does not care about those false names.

Antu Xunyan originally thought that Gulamu would not act in a rebellious manner, and he repeatedly took precautions, but he still failed to keep his position and his life.