On the west side of the grassland, the mountains stretch endlessly, like a long dragon lointing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is the West Mountain, like a winding ribbon dividing the grassland into fertile and barren parts, beyond these mountains, the grassland is barren, and there are groups of wild wolves, so the Huns who have been living in the grassland for generations rarely stay here.

And now, at the foot of the West Mountain, countless domes are standing quietly, as if they suddenly look like white flowers blooming among the mountains.

Among the many domes, in a large dome painted with totems, Jinhuer was sitting quietly on a low couch, with a spread of parchment in front of him.

The parchment paper is a little old, presumably smoothed by the years, and on it is black handwriting that has long since dried, crisscrossing countless lines like a spider's web.

If you look closely, you can see the topography of the grassland.

The grassland is vast, and if you want to draw a map of the grassland, you can't complete it without exhausting the mind of several generations, and the most important thing is that the king of the grassland will never allow other tribes to have this detailed map.

Therefore, the map in front of Jinhu'er can be described as the treasure of the ** clan, and the status does not belong to the young and strong men and herds of cattle and sheep in the clan.

The curtain of the dome was lifted, and a dazzling ray of sunlight slipped in with a vigorous figure, but it was Shunbuling, who was dressed in a brown beard.

It's just a few months, and Shunbuling's whole person is like a serious illness, his eye sockets are deep, even his cheeks are only skinned with cheekbones, and his hair is half dyed with frost.

After entering the dome, Shun Buling glanced at Jinhu'er, who was engrossed, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, two days ago, he saw this nephew who had been separated for many days, to be honest, Shun Buling was quite happy in his heart.

After all, Jinhuer is the flesh and blood of his dead sister, he failed to keep him safe in Yangqu City, and after returning to the grassland, Shunbuling has no less self-blame and guilt, and now seeing Jinhu'er return safely, he can let go of the heart that has been tormenting him.

The most important thing is that Jinhuer seems to have changed, if you compare him to a foal with a noosy temperament just after birth, and now he is completely reckless and vulgar, like a wolf on the prairie, fierce and calm and restrained.

And so, very well.

Shunbuling was quite relieved and secretly praised, but after a while, a little regret welled up in his heart, feeling sorry for Jin Hu'er.

If he had been able to become like this in the early years, perhaps the position of Gutu could still be owned by Jinhuer, and he is the one who has rightfully ascended to the throne of Khan now.

Now, it's too late.

When Shunbuling secretly regretted himself, Jinhu'er, who was contemplating, raised his head and hurriedly got up and saluted Shunbuling, "Uncle." ”

With a wave of his hand, Shun Buling sat down across from him, his eyes flashing and scanning the parchment, "You've been asking me for this map since you came back, but what's the matter?" ”

The thick beard that had not been shaved for many days covered Jin'er's dark face, making it impossible to see what kind of look was on his face, but a pair of black silkworms with thick eyebrows still showed his helplessness in his heart.

After a long time, Jin Hu'er shook his head, and said in a hoarse voice, "The child is incompetent, and he can't think of a good way, so he can only live in a corner as his uncle said, and then try for my ** clan to prosper." ”

After speaking, Jinhu'er's huge fist smashed on the wooden table in front of him, and the cup jumped, and the milk wine inside spilled out, leaving a white stain on the table.

Jinhuer was very unwilling.

And Shunbuling was also very unwilling, but the situation on the grassland changed greatly, and his clan suffered heavy losses because of being the pioneer of Yangqu City, and more than 10,000 sons stayed outside the cold city wall.

Therefore, when Muzat and Almond invited him to join, Shunbuling refused, and in order to avoid trouble, he took his people away to the West Mountain.

It's just because the ** clan can no longer afford the war.

got up and patted Jin Hu'er's shoulder with some pity, and Shun Buling sighed lightly, "I have no children under my knees, and this ** family will still depend on you in the future." ”

Seeing that the back of Shunbuling was already rickety, Jin Hu'er did not make a sound, but a pair of fists shook the ground, and the tiger stared at the location of the royal court on the map, and for a long time, he finally sighed and closed his eyes.

Now he can't afford to gamble, let alone gamble with the lives of the whole clan.

Just when Jinhu'er was depressed and depressed in his chest, Shunbuling, who had left earlier, walked into the dome again, walking in a hurry and with a solemn face.

Seeing this scene, Jin Hu'er jumped up hurriedly, "Uncle, what's wrong?" ”

Lowering his voice, Shun Buling stepped forward, "Helian sent someone here, saying that he wanted to see you." ”

Hearing this, a trace of doubt appeared between Jinhu'er's thick eyebrows, "The child has only come back for a day or two, how did she know?" ”

Hearing this, Shun Buling also looked thoughtful, "This is also what I don't understand, this time she sent someone, nine times out of ten it is a curse or a blessing." ”

Jinhuer naturally understood what Shunbuling was referring to, the grassland was in constant turmoil, and the Bart clan was already in an embarrassing situation, not to mention that Helian and Sidon had nothing to rely on, like duckweed floating helpless, difficult to stand in this troubled world.

Now Helian has come to look for him, needless to say, to beg him to take care of him.

Father Khan Nuhar is falling, the grassland is falling apart, and now Muzat and Almond are fiercely competing for the throne of Khan, on the surface, he Jinhuer and Helian and others are safe and sound, but in this troubled world, but those who have Nuhar blood, how can their fate be smooth?

His uncle, Shunbuling, could take the risk of taking him in, but if Helian and Sidon were to be taken in, if Muzat or Almonds were to blame him, the Barts would be doomed.

After thinking about it again, Jinhu'er said in a deep voice, "In the past, when I was in the royal court, I was not close to Helian, and these uncles also knew about it, so there is no need to see each other today. ”

As soon as Jinhu'er's words fell, he heard a chuckle from outside the dome, "Oh? Don't the third prince even want to see the old man? ”

Hearing this voice, Jinhu'er's body was shocked, and a look of horror appeared in his unwavering eyes, and his eyes stared at the curtain of the dome.

What the people who came said was the words of the Middle Earth.

Shunbuling naturally saw Jinhu'er's abnormal behavior, and immediately turned his head, staring at the door fiercely, and his rickety figure exuded a fierce aura, "Who! ”

The curtain was raised, and a figure walked in, dressed in a white shirt and wearing a dragon gold mask, and beside him stood another person who was also wearing a mask, with a folding fan in his hand swaying gently, looking back and forth at the objects in the vault.

Outside the dome, there was a lot of noise.

"Be bold, dare to trespass into my sweat tent!"

Shun Buling's face was full of anger, his wide right hand crossed his waist, and the scimitar was pulled out with a sonorous sound, and the knife light was cold and dazzling.

But the visitor was not moved in the slightest, and walked slowly towards the dome as if he were strolling in the courtyard.

Seeing this, Shunbuling's anger became more and more irrepressible, even if Nuhar was alive, he had never put Helian in his eyes, not to mention that now the tense has changed, Helian is just a lonely daughter, and when she shook the scimitar in her hand, she was about to rush her leg forward.

"Uncle, wait."

Jin Hu'er got up abruptly and grabbed Shun Buling's arm, then raised his head and said in a deep voice, "You dare to come to me, aren't you afraid of losing your life?" ”

"When I was in Yangqu City, I could catch you once, and now I can catch you a second time."

As soon as these words came out, the angry Shun Buling's heart immediately flowed like a clear spring, and he instantly understood the identity of the person who came, and his anger was replaced by shock.

was revealed by Shunbuling, Liu Xiwaner smiled and took off the mask, the reason why he wanted to cover his face with a mask was just that he didn't want people to know that he was involved in the grass carp thing, but for Jinhuer, there was no need to hide it.

Raising the mask in his hand to the outside of the dome, Liu Xi and Jin Hu'er smiled and said, "This uninvited is an important matter to discuss, could it be that King Zuo Xian wants everyone to know?" ”

Some fox looked at Liu Xi suspiciously, and later, Shunbuling strode out, only to hear a burst of scolding, and everyone's ears suddenly cleared.

And Shunbuling seems to have done it on purpose, and no longer entered the vault.

Jinhu'er's round eyes flashed, "You let me come back, did you make arrangements for it?" ”

"There are some things, good plans, that may surprise everyone."

Seeing that Liu Xi did not deny it, Jin Hu'er said in a deep voice, "You want me to make more trouble in the grassland." ”

"I can't say that, or give you a chance, just as I came here for."

Hearing this, Jin Hu'er became more vigilant in his heart, and his eyes stared at Liu Xi, like a wild wolf meeting a lion elephant, as if he regarded him as a terrible enemy.

But on the other hand, Jin Hu'er also wanted to hear Liu Xi's plan, when the 200,000 troops defeated Yangqu City, he just thought that Liu Xi was lucky and blessed by God, but after being a prisoner in Yangqu City for half a year, he saw all kinds of impossibilities, which made him have a kind of jealousy towards Liu Xi.

Under the jealousy, mixed with unspeakable respect, in the eyes of Jin Hu'er, Liu Xi is undoubtedly wise and close to the demon, so when he is resentful, he also wants someone like Liu Xi to guide him, so that he is unwilling to calm his heart, and has a plan in this troubled world.

After struggling for a long time, Jin Hu'er restrained the desire in his heart, and stared at Liu Xi again, "What are the conditions?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Liu Xi laughed again, he had thought of a lot of rhetoric before, but he didn't expect things to be so simple.

Compared with Jinhuer, who was captured half a year ago in order to seize the first prize, he now has more cities, and with a city, he naturally has ambitions, and this is exactly what Liu Xi wants to see.

"There are three conditions, one is that when the thing is done, you will divide a piece of land with Helian, so that she and her people can live in peace; Second, the Xiongnu were not allowed to go south within a hundred years; The third is to help me seek revenge. ”

When he said the third point, a trace of hatred flashed in Liu Xi's eyes, and Ma Xiu on the side wanted to open his mouth to persuade him, but finally shook the Qiankun fan helplessly.

If he were to be replaced, he would also be haunted by the fact that Dawu was killed by Zhang Shaolu.

The dome suddenly became silent, except for the sound of the wind blowing in Ma Xiu's hand.

After a while, Jinhu'er, whose fists were clenched, looked up again and asked, "Is there a plan?" ”

If it is really the most enemy of people, it is unwilling and ambitious, even if it is just hidden in the bottom of the heart, there will always be a moment to be ignited.

Seeing that Jin Hu'er already had a plan, Liu Xi nodded, still smiling and responding, "This is natural, and listen to me." ”