Northland, Yanwang's Mansion.

The Tianwu Hall of the Yan Palace, has always been feared by the world, and legend has it that the leylines of the entire northern land are condensed here, so it can cultivate generations of heroic Yan Kings.

Only when you step into this place can you feel the solidified aura in the building, Tianwu Hall is made of stacked stones, which looks extremely heavy, and there are no superfluous objects inside, only weapon racks and bookcases.

Martial arts and literature, after the combination, is Tianwu.

This is the family motto of the Lu clan in the Northland.

The decoration in the Tianwu Hall is only black and red, revealing the cold aura of iron and blood.

It's early spring now, but the climate in the north is still extremely cold, and heavy snow is coming at any time.

In the Tianwu Hall, there was a small red clay stove, and the flickering subtle flames in the furnace lit up the two people, and their faces were slightly yellow.

Lu Xuanlang, the king of Yan, stood proudly.

Xuanbei Commander Li Yuanqing knelt on the ground.

Lu Xuanlang's emanation was still floating uninhibitedly, and his sharp eyes were like wolves, reflecting the light in the fire.

Since he became the king of Yan, there have been constant doubts within the Northland, although the death of Qiu Hanshuo Dutong made these people quiet for a while, but secretly, no one knows what will happen to these people.

At present, in the north, there is constant friction between the old ministers who are loyal to the former Yan king Lu Dingbei and the young Zhuang faction who are loyal to the new Yan king Lu Xuanlang, which has also led to the decision of the north to stand on its own, and it has not been decided.

At this moment, in the Tianwu Hall, Lu Xuanlang looked coldly at Li Yuanqing who was kneeling on the ground, exuding a surging murderous intent all over his body, as if the next moment, he would pull out a knife and cut people.

Although Li Yuanqing knelt, his head was unyielding.

The wide body stretched out the pitch-black military uniform, but instead of feeling bloated, it looked powerful.

Lu Xuanlang took a deep breath, breaking the dead silence, and he asked hatefully, "Why?" ”

Just three words.

Just a why.

Li Yuanqing's expression remained unchanged, and he explained respectfully: "Your Highness, you are the leader of the Qingzhuang faction in the Northland, but in the Northland, quite a lot of people are just centrists, we want to fight against those old ministers, we must win over the centrists, the best way is to assassinate the Third Highness, in this way, all the centrists have no choice but to take refuge in them." ”

"Stupid!"

Lu Xuanlang rebuked unceremoniously, the corners of his mouth trembling constantly, "Don't forget, what is the fate of that Huang Qiuli, do you want to be the same as him?" ”

Li Yuanqing nodded, "Naturally remember, however, Huang Qiuli is a rebellious act for his own selfish interests, and I, Li Yuanqing, have done this last resort for the great cause of the Northland." ”

"As a last resort?" Lu Xuanlang sneered: "Li Yuanqing, don't be overly arrogant, although you are the first military general in the North right now, but soon, you will not be." ”

At this time, Li Yuanqing finally bowed his head, "The last general understands that the 'Garudo' of the northern land will lead the Xuanbei army, and I, Li Yuanqing, have nothing to say." ”

Lu Xuanlang snorted coldly, stopped the conversation, and then said in a loud voice: "Bring it up!" ”

"Whoa, whoa"

The sound of leg cuffs kept coming, from far and near, and the metal leg cuffs rubbed against the stone floor, making a frightening sound.

As the commotion arrived at the door of this Tianwu Hall, Lu Xuanlang and Li Yuanqing both looked over.

It was the first time they had seen Lu Muchu in two months.

Gray hair, poking out.

Childe is white-headed.

Lu Muchu's bloodshot eyes were hidden in the white hair, looking hideous and terrifying, but his expression was as elegant and indifferent as ever, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if the two months of captivity had not left the slightest trace on his body.

On his body, he was only wearing a coarse cloth short coat, and his calves and forearms were exposed, like a man who worked the streets.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xuanlang couldn't help but feel a little angry, he glared at the two "broken army" soldiers who escorted Lu Muchu over, and shouted: "I asked you to detain the Third Highness, not to let you treat it like this!" ”

King Yan was angry, and the two soldiers hurriedly knelt down, and explained with a sad face: "Back to King Yan, it's not that we abuse the Third Highness, it's really that the Third Highness himself wants to wear this kind of clothes, you have issued an order, except for freedom, you must not interfere with the Third Highness, and we dare not say anything." ”

Lu Muchu twisted his neck, his bones made a "click" sound, and he immediately said softly: "Second brother, don't blame them, this is indeed my own choice." ”

In front of Lu Muchu, Lu Xuanlang has always regarded himself as an elder brother, and now that he has heard so many things happening, Lu Muchu is still willing to call him his second brother, which makes Lu Xuanlang a little moved, he hurriedly pulled Lu Muchu's arm and asked with concern: "Chu, ...... your hair?"

Lu Muchu smiled faintly, "Second brother, it's okay, it's just that I thought too much about it at first, but then I thought about it myself, in fact, your starting point is not wrong, the family headed by the Lu family in the north has guarded the north of the empire for so many years, but the people are gradually withering, and we should indeed shout out our voices." ”

"Hahaha......"

Hearing that his younger brother was so open-minded, Lu Xuanlang laughed out loud.

Smugness, confidence, and cheerfulness.

Li Yuanqing's face was a little gloomy, he would never believe that in the face of his brother who killed his father, this Lu Muchu could still be so calm.

However, the more calm he was, the more he flattered Lu Xuanlang, the colder Li Yuanqing's heart became, and he seemed to feel that in front of him, there was not a white-haired young man, but a cunning fox.

It seems harmless to humans and animals, but at the right time, this fox will definitely show its teeth.

Obviously, there was a stove in the house, and Li Yuanqing's body suddenly shivered.

Lu Xuanlang remembered something, and said to Lu Muchu Zhengse: "Chu, the second brother has always trusted you, I have checked the assassin incident in the Northland, it is Li Yuanqing's responsibility, right now, the Northland wants to be self-reliant, Li Yuanqing's ability to be the commander is not bad, I hope you ......"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Muchu smiled and nodded, "Second brother, I understand, it's just that it's impossible to let someone try to kill me like this, so let's do it, Li Dutong left a finger, how about it?" ”

Lu Xuanlang nodded with satisfaction, if he, the third brother, didn't ask for anything, it would make him suspicious, right now, one finger, reasonable.

Li Yuanqing smiled miserably, then clenched his left hand into a fist, only stretched out his little thumb, and he shouted angrily: "Third Highness, I, Li Yuanqing, have made amends to you." ”

After speaking, this wild middle-aged man used his right hand as a knife and cut off the little finger of his left hand with one sword.

Blood gushed out in an instant, ten fingers connected to the heart, and Li Yuanqing's face immediately turned white.

Lu Xuanlang's face was happy, happy for his brother to get back together.

He climbed on Lu Muchu's shoulder and said with a relaxed smile: "These days, that Su Yuqing has been asking to see you, and now that your confinement is over, you can go and see her, I hope that in the next few days, let the two brothers join forces, and the wolves and foxes in the north will surely make a howl that shocks the world!" ”

Lu Xuanlang said excitedly, Lu Muchu's face did not change, he knelt down lightly, kowtowed, and said, "Mu Chu is willing to follow the second brother." "The voice is calm and neutral.

Lu Xuanlang nodded, and then instructed Li Yuanqing: "You also go down and clean up your wounds." ”

Li Yuanqing arched his hand, "King Yan, take care." ”

He said heavily, but Lu Xuanlang didn't care.

The two brothers did not talk about the death of their father Lu Dingbei.

At this point, the two people have a tacit understanding.

Walking out of the Yanwang Mansion, Li Yuanqing looked at the cloudy sky and felt a slight chill, he muttered: "It's going to snow, I'm afraid, we are all going to die at the hands of Lu Muchu." ”

This middle-aged man let out a helpless sigh.

At the end of February of the eighth year of Yongshou, Lu Muchu reappeared in front of everyone in the Northland and became Lu Xuanlang's first heir, and after two months of captivity, his hair was gray.

Since then, Lu Muchu has become famous all over the world under the name of "White Fox".

The centrists in the Northland, seeing that Lu Xuanlang and Lu Muchu were reconciled, took refuge one after another, and Lu Xuanlang, with the help of his younger brother, began to unify the internal forces in the Northland.

This cold-eyed northland watching the northern barbarians go south finally began to show their fangs.