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Heritage...... After all, it's the foundation.

Guan Yunche had insomnia, and a lot of messy things poured into his mind.

What are the gods afraid of?

Where has the layout of the Wuhun Hall been?

How can he make up for the lack of power?

Suddenly, he was shocked to realize that since he left Tang San, nothing had gone well, even if he had established a lot of power in a very short period of time, it was full of holes in hindsight.

He wanted to dominate the northern realm, but before the cavalry regiment formed an effective attack force, he still had to rely on high-level soul masters. But how could a powerful soul master be willing to come under his command.

It's time to change his strategy, Guan Yun secretly decided in his heart that it would be whimsical to keep up with the Wuhun Palace's plan at his current development speed, so Xia Yi's original plan had to be invalidated.

To be honest, Guan Yun had even thought about exposing Qian Lingxue's undercover agent in the Heaven Dou Empire at the moment just now, but this idea was dispelled the moment it arose.

"Even if the ambitions of the Martial Spirit Hall are exposed now, it is impossible for him to reap any tangible benefits."

Is it really for this reason? Perhaps......

There is perhaps nothing more wonderful than the things between men and women at this time, some people are proud of their love, some people are difficult to look forward to, some people are full of hope, and some people are heartbroken.

The worst outcome in Guan Yun's heart was nothing more than having nothing, and then returning to Tang San's side and watching him step by step towards the peak, wouldn't this be a pleasure?

But before that, he must do his best to fight once, just once, at least to take revenge, right? Who can do it with a smile and hatred?

Many times, as soon as Guan Yun closes his eyes, he will see his grandfather, father, and mother, they are always kind, gently stroking his hair and telling him that since he is alive, there is no need to live for hatred, but every time he wakes up from a dream, his hatred will increase by a point.

Why? Why do I have to see my family in my dreams? What else do I have to fear if I have nothing? It's just a loss, if you lose, you will go to hell to accompany your family and wait for Tang San's arrival, is this a matter?

It is said that the way of heaven is forty-nine, the avenue is fifty, and there is always one in everything? Is there any difference between staying and not keeping this for me?

The position of the gods is already very obvious, now the only thing that worries Guan Yun is the position of the wild beast, he is a little afraid, afraid that the wild beast will lose, once the wild beast enters the camp of the gods, Guan Yun's blow will be extremely huge.

It's like a game of war games, Guan Yun started with a black son, but Bai Zi instantly dropped ten sons, how can this game be played?

Tomorrow...... Guan Yun's eyes flashed with a hint of edge, tomorrow he will be able to know the position of the desolate beast, since Baishan has its own autonomous consciousness, then it is impossible for it not to know the reason why Guan Yun is here, as long as Baishan is willing to give him breath when he leaves tomorrow, it is enough to show that the desolate beast is still vacillating between the gods and his position, and everything still has a chance to reverse.

And Qianrenxue, who slept with Guan Yun, didn't fall asleep with her back to him, and didn't know what she was thinking about with her eyes open.

Again, never think you're too smart, and likewise, never think someone else is too stupid.

At such an age, she is undercover and teasing the empire, could she be a fool?

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After a night without words, Guan Yun woke up again and was woken up alive by Qian Renxue.

"Hurry up, the guy surnamed Jia is calling the two of us outside the door."

Guan Yun opened his eyes sleepily, the dappled light had penetrated through the crack in the door, and the not very thick quilt still exuded a little residual warmth and a faint body fragrance.

"What time is it?"

"I can't tell, the sky here is too weird, whether it is the rising and setting of the sun, there is a refutation of the normal time, by the way, Jia Weiyin has been guarding the door at this time."

Javiin has arrived? Thinking that he was going to struggle for a while, Guan Yun sneered disdainfully.

"Open the door and let him in, it's cold outside."

"I'm not your maid!!"

Qian Lingxue retorted angrily, but her body honestly went straight to the door and opened the wooden door.

There was obviously a place outside the house to avoid the snow, but Jia Weiyin insisted on waiting quietly at the door.

"Come in."

Jia Weiyin bent down slightly, and then followed Qian Lingxue into the inner room, and closed the door with his hand before saluting Guan Yun again.

"My lord, it's all ready."

Guan Yun hadn't dressed yet, just leaning on the wooden board behind him and pretending to sleep, looking like he hadn't woken up yet.

"Really figured it out? You must know that under my command is not as chic as you are in the Baishan tribe, you have made mistakes and thought that you shouldn't have started, but it's all a matter of falling to the ground. ”

Hearing this, Jia Weiyin's back bent lower, and even a trace of essence flashed in his eyes.

"The subordinates know, but the subordinates believe that this head will be a lot for the lord, and I believe that the lord will not easily ask for the lives of his subordinates, at least ...... Before he was still useful. ”

Guan Yun opened his eyes, and he looked at Jia Weiyin, who was bent very low, with an intriguing expression on his face.

"Do you know what I dislike about you the most?"

"The subordinates don't know, please make it clear."

"You're too obedient......"

Obedient? Can this also be considered a reason?

"The clay man still has three points of temper, but you don't have any points on you, you are the soul king, I am the soul venerable, you really don't have any thoughts in your heart?"

Hearing this, Javi threw himself on his knees.

"Seriously! Subordinates dare to have such thoughts?! ”

Guan Yun shouldn't have said such a thing at this time, although Jia Weiyin was extremely dangerous, but at present, this danger was far from being worth Guan Yun's caution.

The reason why he mentioned it at this time is also very simple, Guan Yun feels that he can't spare time to slowly concoct Jia Weiyin, and he has a bunch of big things to do right now.

"Okay, don't be coy, I'll send you four words, keep to yourself, do these four words well, I guarantee that you can live more nourishing than anyone else."

Can't do it well? Hmph, a trace of killing intent flashed in Guan Yun's eyes. He knew that Jarvein was tired of appearing next to him, but so what? If it's a person, it will come from his own crooked thoughts.

"Subordinates worship ......"

What do you mean by heartfelt? Why? In Guan Yun's view, the so-called heartfelt is just a manifestation of the exchange of interests to reach a level, and it is difficult for him to believe that there is a good time for no reason.

"Alright, have you finished explaining everything in the tribe?"

Guan Yun put aside the prejudices in his heart for the time being, and began to dress himself slowly.

"Returning to the Lord's ......"

"Come on, don't give me these Wen Zou things."

"Yes...... Most of the things in the tribe have been arranged, but there is a problem......"

A flash of sharpness flashed in Javiin's eyes.

"The next leader has not yet been decided."

The next leader? Shouldn't the election of the leader be decided by a joint vote of the tribesmen and the old priests? Guan Yun looked at Jia Weiyin with a little doubt, but he quickly reflected, and a trace of amazement flashed in his eyes.

This man is very skillful, and as an outsider, he can influence the hearts of the villagers and the election of the leader.

Now he was a little hesitant in his heart.

Controlling the White Mountain Tribe is ...... for him Are there any definite benefits?