Chapter 462: It's Not Enough

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"Mr. Guo, look ......"

Han Qu handed over the paper full of handwriting with trembling hands, and his appearance was really respectful.

Guo Fengxiao took it with a big stab, his eyes swept away, and his brows frowned.

Han Qu was suddenly terrified, how low and how low his waist bent.

Today's White Horse Qiang King is no longer the former White Horse Qiang King.

Or.

The current Han Qu is not a king at all, but can only be regarded as a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

Uncle Guo's means reached the sky, and Han Qu's integrity, backbone, and arrogance turned into nothingness and powdered early......

Guo Fengxiao shook off the paper and said, "The wording is a little more impassioned, and the matter is exaggerated." ”

Han channel: "Wow." ”

Guo Jia sighed and said, "That's it! I say! You write! ”

Han Qu hurriedly grinded the pen, very well-behaved.

Uncle Guo put his hands in his sleeves, his eyes narrowed, and said: "Zhugong Shi'er: The former Emperor Yao Chan was located in Yu Shun, and Shun also took his life to Yu, and the destiny of heaven is not normal, but it is virtuous. The Qiang people are late, and the world is out of order...... Qu is old and decrepit, and he is overwhelmed by the heavy responsibilities, and now he has suffered from the war of the Sui State, and the people have suffered a lot...... I hope that all the tribes will gather in Shecai Mountain, jointly promote the king, and make an alliance of blood, so as to prolong the ...... of our clan for thousands of generations."

Guo Jia's words, to sum up, there are about three points.

First.

Han Qu wants to abdicate and make way for Xian.

Second.

Han Qu has to choose a successor.

Third.

Han Qu wanted to abdicate in Shecai Mountain to make way for Xian and choose a successor.

The hands of the king of Baimaqiang trembled, and he could already foresee what would happen if this letter summoned all the tribes.

But......

In order to survive, Han Qu had no choice but to do it.

Han Qu put down the pen and stamped it, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of his strength, and he collapsed directly to the ground.

Uncle Guo blew dry the ink, turned his head and smiled: "Well done, go eat something!" I will help you say a few kind words in front of the lord. ”

Han Qu clenched his fists and said with difficulty: "Thank you...... Mr. Guo. ”

When Guo Fengxiao turned around and left, Han Qu hid his face and cried.

Han Qu was not weeping at the immediate suffering of the Qiang people, he was sad for his cowardice.

Uncle Guo handed over the letterhead written by Han Qu to Wu Fan to read, after all, this letter was written in Qiang, he couldn't read it, and it was difficult to keep it out.

Wu Fan was proficient in the Qiang language, took a general look, and said with a smile: "This is the talisman of those Qiang leaders!" ”

Wu Fan turned his head and said: "Repeat a few more letters, and the Qiang tribe with a scale of more than 30,000 people will have one." Calculate the time difference and deliver it according to the length of the journey. After five days, a group of snakes will dance on Shecai Mountain! ”

Lan Xin'er said: "Oh! ”

Wu Fanyou waxed the two letterheads written to Yang Kuan, the Son of Heaven, and put them in Lan Xin'er's hands together.

The letter that Wu Fan wrote to Yang Kui, the Son of Heaven, mainly reported his exploits, and also asked for a tiger talisman to control the government soldiers in Yongliang and Liang.

The letter that Wu Fan wrote to Shan Xiong......

Two people!

Wu Fan wanted to recruit two people.

Wang Junke, Luo Shixin.

The former is one of the scoop handles on the Green Forest Road.

The latter is probably still herding cattle.

Pity.

Wu didn't remember where they lived, otherwise he would have gone in person.

After being busy, Wu Fan finally got time to rest and planted his head on the sheepskin.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Wu Fan suddenly thought that he hadn't entered the system for a while!

And then......

"Ding-dong! The system has been updated! ”

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host for comprehending the true meaning of treachery, even if it is a criminal, it doesn't need to be so ruthless, right? Reward 300,000 treacherous points and 5 ordinary lucky draws! Keep up the good work! ”

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host for comprehending the true meaning of treachery, not to mention murder, and to sell people? Reward 3,050,000 treacherous points and 45 ordinary lucky draws! Keep up the good work! ”

“……”

“……”

"Ding-dong! The host currently has 14.2 million treacherous points and 50 ordinary draws, please keep up the good work! ”

"Ding-dong! Mission: 'Little Killer of Monarchs'...... Completion: 50 percent. Keep up the good work! ”

"Ding-dong! Mission 'yin/秽/後/宮'...... Completion: 11 percent. Keep up the good work! ”

System space.

Wu Fan's head was dizzy, like a messy ball of wool.

Lying on the ground on all fours, Wu Fan's eyes were stunned.

Wu is actually thinking about more than 14 million evil points...... It doesn't seem to be enough!

When he returns to the imperial capital after the battle, it is estimated that soon the Son of Heaven Yang Qi will draft a concubine, and Wu Fan will need to send a few women to it.

That's right!

Not one.

It's several!

Yang Kui, as the emperor of the empire, is also a man first and foremost.

Man!

It is inevitable to like the new and hate the old.

Wu Fan needs to master everything about Yang Kui, and he must make a few more preparations at one time.

Moreover......

You must not completely pass through the channels of Guò Liu Gonggong, and you must be cunning and cunning.

There is also Yuwen Chengdu's younger brother Yu Wenhua and Tong Rui's nephew Tong Wei.

Wu Fan snapped his fingers and calculated, at least eight or nine million points were consumed!

Wu scolded dissatisfiedly: "It's all fucking made of gold? Why the fuck is so expensive? ”

"Ding-dong! Host, are you crazy? What do you say to yourself? ”

Wu Fan: "......", **uncle!

Wu Fan rolled his eyes and snorted: "Don't talk about calves, Lao Tzu wants to draw a lottery!" ”

"Ding-dong! The raffle function is ready! ”

"Buzz!"

White light flashed.

The roulette wheel marked with six pages appeared in front of Wu Fan.

Wu Fan said: "Fifty ordinary lotteries will be exchanged into five limited lotteries, limited to the 'Divine Soldier Page'!" ”

"Ding-dong! Redemption huàn success, limited success, please continue! ”

Wu Fan rubbed his hands and turned suddenly.

"Whoosh!"

The roulette wheel flies.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host for winning the Divine Soldier 'Scimitar'! Worth 100 treacherous points! ”

Wu Fan: "......", ** sister's! Little your sister's scimitar!

On the big screen, the weapon that was only three inches long was displayed, which really made Wu angry.

Looking down at his hands, Wu Fan sighed: "Is it difficult not to touch a woman, is it really not good?" ”

Wu gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, anyway, he didn't believe in evil.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host for winning the 'Embroidery Needle'! Worth 100 treacherous points! ”

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host for winning the Divine Soldier 'Dragon Silver Helmet'! Worth a thousand treacherous points! ”

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host for winning the Divine Soldier 'Zhanghachi Snake Spear'! Worth 30,000 treacherous points! ”

"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the host for winning the Divine Weapon 'Pixiu Silver Armor'! Worth 50,000 treacherous points! ”

Wu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

[It's okay! 】

[Gains and losses are the most sure "god soldier page". 】

[Otherwise, Lao Tzu will be angry and vomit blood!] 】

Wu Fan said secretly.

Wu Fan exhaled and said, "Generate the Dragon Silver Helmet and Pixiu Silver Armor." ”

Why the Lottery?

In order to buy Jiang Yongnian's body, do you have to buy people's hearts!

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