The meeting hall of the wolf howling branch altar is about the time of a tea from Lanxi Pavilion.

This council hall is not big, there is no independent courtyard, and there is no garden rockery, but in the deepest and darkest place of the altar, there is only one floor above and below, and the whole house is made of brown square bricks, without the brown-red round columns of ordinary houses, and the whole council hall looks dull and without a trace of life.

However, inconspicuous things are often more expensive, you must know that these tan bricks are all mined from the cold steel ore in the far north, it is extremely hard, the sword cannot be pierced, it is a sharp weapon for defense, basically all the chambers of the Wolf Howling Organization use such raw materials.

"Squeak."

The large brown door was pushed open by the guards standing on either side, both of whom were fierce men, shirtless, with a wolf's head tattooed on their left arm, and a wide sharp mouth and sharp teeth could be seen.

Ling Chen nodded, accepted the courtesy of the two guards, and walked in.

At a glance, I saw Guo Cheng sitting in the south of the conference hall, his eyes were stunned, and even his brows were rarely wrinkled together, because of the large amount of meat, the more Guo Cheng looked at this time, the more he looked like a folded meat bun.

It seems that the news heard is not good news, perhaps because General Han's limit has arrived.

Ling Chen slowed down and walked towards Guo Cheng, but Guo Cheng still didn't seem to notice, and the whole person sank into his own world. Ling Chen smiled slightly, he didn't expect that this Guo Cheng was still a good man who cherished heroes.

Less.

There was a sound of eating outside, and Guo Cheng came back to his senses. As soon as he saw Ling Chen, he was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the ground.

"If your subordinates are rude, please punish the special envoy."

It's no wonder that Guo Cheng looks like this, it's just that the etiquette norms of the Wolf Howling Organization are extremely strict, especially the relationship between superiors and subordinates, even more so, even if the superiors are wrong, subordinates can't be rudely offended.

Royal etiquette is nothing more than that of a wolf's howl.

Moreover, the Wolf Howling Organization has always been a hero by force, and the martial arts of the superiors are not only one level higher than the subordinates.

Ling Chen smiled, helped Guo Cheng up, and pulled him to sit down.

"Master Guo doesn't have to be like this, you and I are just working for the Lord." Ling Chen saw that Guo Cheng calmed down under his gentle gaze. Only then did he ask, "Say, what is the matter with you looking for me in such a hurry?" ”

"Special envoy Hui Ling, it's news from the prison, the Huangpu thieves have just ordered to behead General Han in the evil platform a month later." Guo replied, looking a little frustrated.

As expected. Ling Chen sighed and was angry, he didn't know anything about General Han's deeds. Although he was called a traitor by a small number of literati, there were also many officials of the former dynasty who were not angry with the soft bones of the generals. Bow down to the Huangpu thieves who plotted to usurp the throne.

Even, some of the more daring ones did not even let go of General Han's family.

General Han's inner loyalty, inner righteousness, Ling Chen knew, Guo Ying also knew, the ordinary people of the Hua Dynasty who had been devastated by the war knew that it was the Southern Liao lord who had always regarded General Han as the biggest threat, and he also favored General Han.

There is a saying: If there is no old cold in the Chinese Dynasty, the great cause of the widow can be achieved through the ages.

Such a heroic character ended up being framed and suspicious and died. It seems that it is the Tianbi Hua Dynasty.

Ling Chen asked again about the ruthlessness of that flower, but he didn't get any clues from Guo Cheng. However, there was a hint of news from the master, who was sent by the altar owner of the branch altar that lacked Yetai, and had seen the master's figure in the first-line valley between the Heavenly Demon Mountain and the Extinction Immortal Terrace.

Heavenly Demon Mountain?

Ouyang Heiyao really wanted to go to the Demon Realm. Ling Chen remembered what Ouyang Heiyao told him, the thousand-year-old Lingzhi ointment jade for an hour, and the other Nourishing Divine Soup twice a day. handed over this matter to Guo Cheng to prepare, and he would need to use spiritual power to transform Han Qingxue's body tomorrow.

He also told Guo Cheng to pay some precautions about the internal activities of the Wolf Howling Organization.

Ling Chen looked at the sky, it was a little numb and black, he should go back to cultivate, so as to supplement the spiritual power consumed when transforming Han Qingxue's body today, otherwise it would not be enough to know the spiritual power in the dantian.

"Master Guotan, if it's okay, I'll go." Ling Chen said, seeing that Guo Cheng didn't make a sound for a long time, he walked out of the door.

"Envoy Ling......"

"Huh?" Ling Chen turned around and asked in surprise, "What's wrong?" ”

Guo Ying's chubby face flashed with hesitation, but the voice of the general who wanted to save Han in his heart was surging. He Guo is the master of the wolf howl altar at any time, but he is an authentic Hua Dynasty person, no, it should be a native of Luoyun Country, the dynasty that was overthrown by the Huangpu thieves.

General Han was his idol and his spiritual teacher.

Either way, he's going to give it a try.

"Please envoy Ling, let his subordinates take the disciples of the branch altar to rescue General Han, although he will not regret his death."

"Boom." Guo Cheng looked righteous, knelt on the ground, and his eyes flashed with perseverance.

……

Ling Chen looked at Guo Cheng, he didn't expect that he was known as an old fox, and the cautious Guo Cheng would choose it this way, sure enough, people can't look good, even Ling Chen, who has lived for a thousand years, didn't expect it.

General Han is a loyal minister, and his loyalty is no longer the king, but in the people.

Unfortunately, providence is hard to do.

"Destiny is set and cannot be changed." Ling Chen simply refused.

Guo Ying exclaimed bitterly: "Is there really no chance?" "Special Envoy Ling has always been the military advisor of Wolf Howling, and his strategy is outstanding, so Guo Cheng has this question.

Ling Chen sighed and turned to leave, leaving only faint words echoing in the chamber.

"We are a small stone, how can we stop the wheel of fate, the straight is just ......"

Guo Cheng knelt there, speechless for a long time, his chubby face seemed to be a lot haggard for a moment.

Night.

Quiet silence.

Ling Chen entered the penance early, preparing for tomorrow's task, absorbing those blue halos full of spiritual energy in his body, and he smelted a little bit into the dantian.

Looking inside, you can see that the light blue light is integrated into the black qi in the dantian.

Thirty-two big weeks, the run is complete.

The aura in the dantian was extremely abundant, Ling Chen stopped practicing, stood in front of the window, and looked thoughtfully in the direction of Lanxi Pavilion.

Lanxi Pavilion was also very silent at this time.

Only the green leaves of a lonely tree swayed slightly in the breeze, making a slight "rustle" sound.

The window was open, and a petite figure was lying on the window, with red and swollen eyes, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze, holding osmanthus cake in his hand.

It was Han Qingxue, she had just finished applying the thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum ointment, her body was relaxed, and she couldn't sleep, so she got up and lay down in front of the window.

The same room, the same windows, it seemed that the moon was the same, and the moonlight was like water in her palm. Looking at the moon in the middle of the night was her favorite thing when she was a child.

Because he is his companion.

Good memories are always related to him, the ruthless brother, with a warm smile, always likes to hold a comb and gently comb her messy hair neatly.

Even the nurse was amazed by the ruthless brother's craftsmanship.

I always thought that he would always comb her hair for the rest of her life, but he was lazy and never learned how to comb her hair, and every time he woke up, he ran barefoot to his room, combed his hair, and laughed.

And also......

Han Qingxue's eyes fell on the osmanthus cake, but the ordinary osmanthus cake carried the sweet warmth between them, there was no oath of life and death, and there was no romance of the sea and mountain alliance.

But there is a warm smile in that scene.

The fragrance of osmanthus cake pulled Han Qingxue's memories back.

"Ruthless brother, does it still hurt?" Ten-year-old Han Qingxue shouted distressedly, she stood in front of the bed, looking at her ruthless brother who was lying down, her pretty face was as pale as paper, and her teeth were bitten so that her lips seemed to be congested.

But the ruthless brother still smiled at her, saying that it was fine.

How can it be fine, such a thick rod hitting the body must have hurt. Han Qingxue's big eyes were filled with tears, but they didn't fall out, because her ruthless brother said that she looked best when she smiled.

"Ruthless brother, see what I brought you?" Han Qingxue took out an oiled paper bag from her arms, which contained ten osmanthus cakes that she stole from the kitchen during dinner. Daddy punished the ruthless brother for not being able to eat, and she couldn't just watch the ruthless brother go hungry. Moreover, it was she who caused him to be beaten and punished.

"Osmanthus cake?"

The ruthless brother's excited expression lightened Han Qingxue's sad and guilty feelings. She twisted a piece and carefully fed it to her ruthless brother's mouth.

"Open your mouth."

"Ahh

……

Seeing that the ruthless brother was eating happily, she was also happy, feeding the ruthless brother a piece, and eating a piece herself, the room echoed with the sound of "let's eat it" to taste the deliciousness.

After a while, these ten osmanthus cakes were divided up by the two of them.

"Cher, you know what? When I was very young, my family was not very wealthy, and my mother couldn't go out to do needlework because of my father, and I was a picky eater. ”

"At that time, there was a big osmanthus tree in the village, whenever the osmanthus tree bloomed, my mother took me to pick osmanthus flowers, after coming back, grinding a grind, half a day's work, my mother would make a plate of osmanthus cake for me to eat, that was the happiest time of the year, so, I like osmanthus, like that taste."

Hua ruthlessly fell into happy memories, and the corners of her lips were a few points bigger than before.

"Ruthless brother, you look so good when you laugh." Han Qingxue looked at him with a smile.

"Maybe." Maybe it was because of the tragic annihilation of the clan, and Hua's ruthless expression suddenly became gloomy.

Han Qingxue couldn't bear it, she stepped forward and said softly: "In the future, as long as there is osmanthus cake, we will eat it together, okay?" ”

"In a month, the osmanthus flowers in the house will also bloom, and when the ruthless brother takes me to pick them, okay?"

"We don't want others to do it, just you and me, don't want a nurse, the two of us do it together, eat together, and laugh together, okay?"

……

Years have passed.

Han Qingxue still remembered the handsome young man, his stunned expression - for a long time, after a long time, Ruyu's face turned into a warm flower, smiled quietly, and said, "Okay." ”

The osmanthus cake is still there, and it is ...... Han Qingxue looked at the moon in the night sky with tears in her eyes, and murmured, "Brother ruthless, are you okay?" ”