As soon as Long Qiupeng said that it would be another day, Asahi immediately blurted out: "No! "The voice, loud and powerful, resounding. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Immediately, Asahi regretted his gaffe, and he looked at Long Qiupeng nervously, but the latter didn't seem to care at all, and sat there quietly looking at him.

"Ahem...... No need, I'm fine......" Asahi cleared his throat, pretending that his voice was abnormal just now, and seeing that Long Qiupeng didn't say anything else, he continued, "A clansman...... Leaving his ancestral artifact in the tribe ......"

Long Qiupeng didn't speak, just listened to what Asahi said. In this way, Asahi became more and more unconfident, and his speech became soft.

"Why do you only want to get it now?" Long Qiupeng asked with a smile.

As if the question had finally fallen into Asahi's expectations, he took a deep breath and began to state the reasons that had been designed to be seamless.

But Asahi didn't say a word, and Long Qiupeng suddenly interjected: "Go ahead......"

Asahi didn't react, and the man stood there. Long Qiupeng still just smiled and said softly: "Go ahead...... I asked the deer to arrange ...... for you."

When he left, Asahi was dizzy, and he was even a little ignorant, as if everything that happened just now was a dream.

Asahi has been gone for a long time, and Long Qiupeng is still smiling and seems to have fun. The deer on one side leaned over and said, "Hit again?" ”

Long Qiupeng shrugged his shoulders and said that it was still needless to say. Asahi's careful thoughts were all guessed by Long Qiupeng early in the morning.

"But you suddenly let him go, aren't you afraid that he will be suspicious?" The deer still can't figure it out.

He shook his head and said, "No, I let the White Eagle go like this last time, if I don't let him go this time, it will be easy to be suspected." Okay, you go ahead and arrange it. By the way, tell Zi Zhi for me, five days later, the Long tribe will have a big feast, let her prepare well. ”

The deer is gone, and the urn has been placed, waiting for you to come.

In the evening five days later, although there was still a "big construction site" everywhere in the new city of Tiannübu, the fire was soaring, so lively. Zishu also made a special trip to celebrate with the reorganized Xinlong tribe.

Horns, pigskin drums. People from different tribes alternately played, and the customs of each department were displayed one by one, and the lights were bright and green, and the songs and dances were leveled.

From dusk to night, the leaders of the original tribe and now the elders of the tribe were all full of wine and food, and they were satisfied. Some of them were overwhelmed by alcohol, and they had already begun to cry while kneeling down to thank Long Qiupeng for the kindness he had received.

"I think the brothers are almost the same......" Although Long Qiupeng also drank some along, he always kept himself sober and calm. After all, this is the "Hongmen Banquet" carefully set up by him, what is the point of not making some noise.

Seeing Long Qiupeng open his mouth, everyone present quieted down and listened to his instructions.

"Brothers, I, Long someone, took you in, naturally I want to give you such a refreshing life of singing every night. However, if someone kills my dragon clan's heart and does not die, I don't want to joke with the lives of your clansmen. Long Qiupeng said here, and everyone present was quiet.

I finally woke up from the nightmare of floods and wars, but it still seemed that I couldn't escape those shadows.

Long Qiupeng paused: "This battle, I have to fight, regardless of your rest assured, the grievances between me and the mountains and rivers, I will naturally use my own people to deal with it, and I will not move a single soldier here." All I want now is to ask you not to trouble me and someone. ”

His tone was not too tough, and his words were very polite. But everyone here can hear the meaning of command, deterrence. Naturally, they responded and did not dare to disobey.

"Thank you then." He clenched his fists, smiled and saluted everyone, and then the cruel smile crept up his face again. He shouted, "Someone! Worship the sky! ”

But I saw seven or eight people from the Dragon tribe escorting a person up.

At that time, it was not uncommon for slaves to sacrifice to the sky, so no one cared about it at first, but when that person got closer and closer to everyone, someone realized that something was wrong.

Many people unconsciously turned their gaze to the elder Asahi, the minister of Dongshan, and Asahi turned pale and trembled.

Yes, the person who was brought to worship the heavens was dressed in the costume of the nobles of the Higashiyama Department, and was one of the cronies of the original Asahi side, and he took leave of absence from the city a few days ago, saying that he was going back to the tribe to get the important things left by the family.

And now, he is tied there, unable to see and unable to speak.

Asahi looked at Long Qiupeng tremblingly, and just now he felt a little drunk that everything suddenly went out with cold sweat. And Long Qiupeng's face still only had a smile of unknown meaning, and he didn't say a word.

Long Qiupeng faced Asahi and said to his clansmen, "Let him speak!" ”

Afterwards, people stepped forward to untie their eyes and mouths. When the man saw Asahi, hope was immediately lit up in his desperate eyes, and he shouted desperately, "Chief, save me!" You said it wouldn't ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, Asahi jumped out, snatched a knife from the guard, and stabbed the opponent's neck in one fell swoop.

In an instant, blood splattered on the spot. It was as if a basin of cold water had been suddenly poured on the people who had been busy all night. Only Long Qiupeng still maintains that smile at all times.

"Leader ......" Asahi who was covered in blood couldn't care so much, and suddenly knelt down in front of Long Qiupeng. The elders of the other tribes were also frightened, and knelt down without knowing the situation.

Long Qiupeng took a deep breath and put away his smile. In a rare, cold and knife-like tone: "The matter between me and the mountains and rivers, you had better mix less." Tonight's previous events have been written off, and if you follow me sincerely, I will not do you any wrong. If you have a hard time and are forced to follow me, it doesn't matter, leave now, I don't need to get along with you. ”

He paused, and then said, "But, let me hear that there are inner ghosts in the Long Clan, don't blame me for being rude!" ”

"Swear allegiance to the Dragon Clan!" Asahi was so frightened by Long Qiupeng's momentum that he couldn't possess his body, and kept kowtowing and begging for mercy. The elders who had had had a different heart, even if it was only a momentary thought, also shouted along with Asahitsu.

When they knelt down for a long time, but did not respond, they secretly raised their heads to look, only to find that Long Qiupeng had already left with a few cronies.

Asahi was weak on his feet and sat down somewhere. The people who were implicated by him were full of complaints about him, and naturally no one helped him, and they all dispersed.

A banquet was lively and ended dismally. Asahi thought of Long Qiupeng's everything, compared to the cruelty and tyranny of the mountains and rivers, it was even more terrifying.

Maybe it's too desperate, maybe it's too fearful. The next morning, Asahi's body was found at the place of yesterday's feast, without any signs of suicide, but it had long since lost its body temperature.

The people cleaned up Asahi's body, and it turned out that all the people of Higashiyama were reduced to slaves, and no one ever mentioned it again, as if it hadn't happened. (To be continued.) )

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