Mu Radili led Guo Quan and the others to a ruin, led them to the ruins, and handed over Prince Chun to the two.

At this time, Prince Chun was already dying and delirious, and Sister You reached out and pulled Prince Chun's face a few times.

Mu Radili was very puzzled by this behavior, but Guo Quan understood that it was obvious that Sister You was afraid that this Prince Chun was pretending to be someone else, and this was really her own life!

"Na, I have already handed it over to you, and from now on ......" Before Muradili finished speaking, he suddenly felt a pain in his waist, and when he looked down, he saw a bright long sword piercing through his body, and blood dripping from the tip of the sword fell to the ground.

Muradili looked at Sister You with an incredulous gaze: "You...... You ......"

"You're right, you said I was fake when you were in the ring...... Haha, that's right, you guessed it right, I'm fake. Elder Singh is already dead at my hands, and you're ...... and I will go down to be with him......"

Sister You sneered and slowly withdrew her long sword.

"You...... You...... Not keeping promises! You don't have to die well! Mu Radili pointed at Sister You and said word by word.

"Hahahaha! Why am I not keeping my word? I said, give you gold and silver treasures, but I didn't say that I will let you live after you get it. As for how I'm going to die, I'll only know when I die, but you'll never know. ”

Before the words fell, Sister You's long sword was raised, and Muradili's head fell in response, and rolled out of the distance like a ball, and her body fell down.

Sister You rubbed the long sword on his corpse, wiped the blood stains on it, and picked up the tip of the sword again, picking up the burden on the side and grabbing it in her hand.

"Oops, what a cute big idiot." Sister You smiled and threw the burden to Guo Quan.

Guo Quan nervously took the burden and held Prince Chun with one hand, with a dazed look on his face.

"No, Sister You, what do you mean by this? You ......"

"Hmph, originally, I wanted to kill this Prince Chun to avenge my second master! But now...... Ha, now I'll give him back to you, after all, I'm a rightful tribal leader now, and there's no need to go to the days of fighting and killing anymore.

At the end of the day, thank you.

Moreover, I think about it, you may hate this Prince Chun more than I do, and I am more worried about handing him over to you, and I believe that you will have a better way to clean her up.

Ah, by the way, now that you are the prince of King Dargar, you will have to take care of our sand wolf tribe in the future.

As for the antidote, don't worry, I will send someone to deliver it to you every year.

Well, here's a year's worth for you, just in case. After all, I don't want my Royal Highness to be gone. ”

As she spoke, Sister You took out a porcelain bottle stopper from her body and gave it to Guo Quan, which contained an antidote.

Guo Quan raised his eyebrows and said in his heart: This eldest sister You is really ...... Have ideas. Indeed, how is it better to be a legitimate leader than to be a robber in the green forest?

It's just that this Prince Chun...... Now how do you clean him up? If you really want to kill him, some things are really unclear, and if you don't do it, it will have a bad impact on your family.

Looking back, I now have an extra identity, and I can't talk about it anymore after I go back! The status is not lower than this Prince Chun! Although he is the righteous son of King Darga, he is also a prince of an independent kingdom!

Anyway, the days are still long, so I don't believe there is no way to clean up this Prince Chun!

After making up his mind, Guo Quan suddenly remembered another thing, and hurriedly said:

"Sister You, no, Elder Singh, there is still a problem, that Qianqian ......"

Guo Quan talked about the matter for a while, Sister You giggled, patted Guo Quan lightly on the shoulder and said:

"There are some things that you don't have to worry about too much. Since it is said that she is dead, then let it be as if she is dead. More is better than less, you say? ”

(End of chapter)