"Your Majesty, the plan now is how to reply to those Han people. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 The lives of the info clan are at stake, and the lives of the only 100,000 people left in my Jurchen depend on your thoughts. Ah Neng heard Wu Qimai's desolate and helpless words and looked up at him.

Hearing this, Wu Qimai looked at the outside of the hall, and his voice suddenly became extremely old, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, yes!" The lives of 100,000 people are only in my thoughts, and these 100,000 people are the only remaining hope for my Jurchen future. However, if I accept the conditions offered by the Han people, I am afraid that the Yan clan will not be able to escape the annihilation! ”

The Wanyan clan cannot escape the annihilation, which is an unacceptable reality as an emperor and a family leader.

Hu Hongxiu's blacklist looked like members of the Wanyan clan who had led troops into the Central Plains and killed Han Chinese, but Wu Qimai knew very well that it was actually just the beginning.

With Hu Hongxiu's viciousness and Yang Yizhong's hatred of the Jurchens, Wu Qimai knew that even if he now accepted the conditions offered by the Song people. Together with the three hundred and twenty-seven people, he was captured and subjected to the severe punishment of the laws of the Great Song Dynasty, and it was difficult to guarantee that those two guys would not liquidate the other Wanyan clansmen in the future.

If he is here, and if the more than 300 people are there, the Wanyan clan will at least be able to elect a new leader. If Hu and Yang are liquidated in the future, as long as there is a leader, they can still do some resistance, at least they can find an opportunity to leave a trace of residual veins for the Wanyan clan.

If he is not there, if the more than 300 people are not there. If it really comes to the day when Hu Hongxiu and Yang Yizhong will carry out a big liquidation of the Wan Yan clan, the leaderless Wan Yan clan will only be like fish on the chopping board, and can only let those two guys wantonly slaughter them......

Feeling melancholy, but helpless, Wu Qimai's heart became more and more helpless, and he lost his mind for a while when he looked outside the hall.

When Ah Neng heard Wu Qimai's words, he felt resentful in his heart, and secretly thought: You damn dog emperor, you are still thinking about the continuation of your Wanyan clan's bloodline in this realm. If it weren't for the Yan Clan's insistence on going your own way and tyrannical crusading, how could you have such a catastrophe today?

Bullying the soft and fearing the hard, you Wanyan clan are really weak and powerless, and they went directly to the palace of other people in one go, which can be said to have bullied people home.

It's just a matter of bullying people, we are just a nomadic clan in Saibei, but you Wanyan still want to covet the flowers, rivers and mountains of the Great Song Dynasty, and want all my Jurchens to migrate to the Central Plains to settle.

It was you who finished the Yan clan that made my Jurchens lose their fighting spirit, and it was you who finished the Yan clan and caused my Jurchen clan to be powerless to stop the powerful combat power after the birth of the Flying Immortals that day, but you are still thinking about how to let your Yan clan continue.

The Yan clan is immortal, and the Jurchens will never be at peace. Hu Hongxiu is right, it seems that you can really only help Hu Hongxiu kill you Wanyan, and we can get out of this palace full of despair......

In his heart, Ah Neng's hand slowly touched the hilt of the knife in sight.

"Ah Neng, are you going to do it?"

Ah Neng's hand was pressed on the hilt of the knife, and Wu Qimai, who had been looking at the outside of the palace with his eyes, suddenly said this. As soon as his words came out, Ah Neng was subconsciously frightened and took two steps back, but he didn't dare to answer.

Wu Qimai's gaze was retracted from outside the main hall when Ah Neng retreated, staring at Ah Neng, Wu Qimai said in a deep voice: "Come on, Ah Neng, it is much more dignified to die at your hands than to die after being tortured by the Song people and then punished with extremely cruel punishment." ”

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Hu Hongxiu said, either I will kill you and take your head in exchange for my **** of the Pulu clan, or wait until you surrender. I, and some of my people, who have gone south with you, and who have killed the Han Chinese, will be arrested and questioned. So、So don't blame me。 When Ah Neng heard Wu Qimai's words, he mustered up his courage and walked up the royal steps with a somewhat chaotic speech.

Watching him approach him step by step, Wu Qimai suddenly smiled with relief: "The **** of the Pulu clan, hehehe, I hope that Hu Hongxiu can fulfill his promise......

Halfway through the sentence, Wu Qimai's face changed suddenly, and a trace of cunning appeared on his face when Ah Neng approached less than three steps in front of him.

With a strange smile, and then changed into a pleading look, Wu Qimai said softly at the moment when Ah Neng stopped to raise his sword: "The northwest Sanjiangkou, Pali'er and his three hundred warriors are there. Ah Neng, promise me that after killing me, he will immediately send someone to find Pili'er, and let him take the three hundred families who have migrated to the north bank of the black water to save the last trace of my blood. Can you promise me? May I? ”

Hearing this, Ah Neng, who had already raised his sword, hesitated for a moment, lowered his voice, and asked with some astonishment: "Who is Li'er?" ”

"He is the son of Husha, and he is the only royal bloodline of my Wanyan clan that is still outside."

With a low voice and a weak sound of mosquitoes and flies, Wu Qimai said: "The Great Wizard once asserted that if my Dajin was killed, that child would only need to cultivate hard for thirty years to reverse the Heavenly Dao and repeat Dajin. Don't despair. With him, I die today, and the Dajin Kingdom will still be restored in the future. Promise me that I will find him in the future and let him keep the bloodline of the last three hundred households of the Yan Clan, okay? ”

After hearing this, Ah Neng hesitated even more. He didn't expect that Wu Qimai actually had a back hand, and actually hid one of his grandsons in Sanjiangkou, hiding it in the side of the heart eater who was said to have boundless mana to compete with Da Luo Jinxian.

No one knows what the Mind Eater's mana really is, as everyone who has seen the Mind Eater has died under his spell attacks. But since such a character who seems to be only in legends is taking one of the emperors of the Yan clan to cultivate, Ah Neng does not dare to swing the knife in his hand again.

He was afraid, he was afraid that today he killed Wu Qimai, and in the future, if the Heart Eater and the little emperor Sun knew the truth, he was afraid that when he came back with someone to kill, he was afraid that not only him, but his entire clan would be washed in blood until no one was left.

Fear, so that Ah Neng involuntarily took a step back.

"Poof"

Just as Ah Neng was thinking about retreating in astonishment, Wu Qimai jumped up from the dragon chair suddenly. After hearing the sound of a knife piercing into the human body, when Ah Neng looked at it again, Wu Qimai actually flew up and let Ah Neng's knife stab into his chest.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty......"

Although his hand was still holding the knife tightly, Ah Neng said in shock: "You, why do you want to do this? This, how do I find the little emperor's grandson? If he knows that you have died by my sword, how will I and my people have any way to live? ”

"Don't worry, in the future, I will return to Dajin, and the heavy responsibility is still on you. Ah Neng, Di Li'er will be a good emperor in the future, and he will not care about you today, today. Looking at Ah Neng with a smile, Wu Qimai's body rushed forward again as he spoke.

He lunged, and the knife pierced through his chest, and the tip of the knife went straight behind him.

He looked at Ah Neng with a slight smile again, and then Wu Qimai suddenly looked up at the sky and let out a final roar: "Heavenly Death Dajin, the demon god help me, a hundred years later, ten thousand demons will return!" With my heart, shine on the sky, the demons in my heart will not die, and the gold will be restored to ......" (to be continued.) )