After watching the sunrise, the two went down the roof together, only to find that Yelu Feijun was already waiting under the eaves, but he didn't make a sound to disturb.

At this time, Yelu Feijun saw the two of them coming down and directly stepped forward and handed them over.

"Two, the Beirong clan has already arrived, it is the Beirong clan chief Wanyan Ying, in addition, little brother Yan, your father has also arrived."

Then the two of them went to the residence of the Beirong tribe under the leadership of Yelu Feijung.

Yelu Feijun led the way, and when he reached the main hall, Yan Qingli saw two middle-aged people pacing in the main hall, and they seemed to be a little uneasy. It is Wanyan Ying and Yan Beizhi.

As soon as they saw Yan Qingli and the others coming here, the two middle-aged people who were pacing in the main hall stopped and hurriedly greeted them.

Only then did Yan Qingli see that his father Yan Beizhi's hair had turned gray, and he was obviously only in his thirties, but he looked a little old. Yan Qingli hurriedly greeted him, but suddenly thought of his broken arm, so he hid his arm in the cloak for a few points.

But Yan Qingli didn't expect Yan Beizhi to hug him when he came up, his body trembled slightly, Yan Beizhi naturally felt Yan Qingli's broken arm, so he gently stroked Yan Qingli's back.

"It's good to live, it's good to live......" There are no other words.

This iron-clad man seems to be iron-blooded, but in fact he attaches great importance to love and righteousness, which is one of the reasons why his reputation for benevolence and righteousness is far and wide.

Yan Qingli patted Yan Beizhi's trembling body and comforted him gently.

But Yan Qingli could hardly imagine what a blow his disappearance for Yan Beizhi in the past two months.

He kept blaming himself, regretting why he sent Yan Qingli to the north to conquer the demon barbarians, obviously he was only a teenager.

However, Yanbei was very sad, and the other Beirong people who died in battle were also very sad, and there were more than 80 people who went out, and when they came back, there were only more than 20 people left, which was even worse for the Beirong tribe, which had a small population.

After a greeting, Yan Qingli and the others were sent to the team of the Beirong people, except for those who were woken up, the others were very happy.

Halfway through, Yan Qingli introduced Liyan and Ma Longxing to Yan Beizhi.

When he learned that the beast tide that Yan Beizhi repelled seven years ago actually saved the life of Ma Longxing's senior brother Ma Longfa, he also felt a little emotionally that fate was wonderful. Seven years ago, Yan Beizhi saved Ma Longfa, and seven years later, Ma Longxing saved Yan Qingli.

There were only twenty Beirong people who came this time, including the patriarch Wanyan Ying and Yan Beizhi.

Wan Yan Ying had already looked at Yan Qingli more than once, as if he had countless questions to ask. But after experiencing the last time he was ambushed by the barbarians, the seeds of guilt were planted in his heart.

It was Yan Qingli who took the lead and said: "Uncle Wanyan, you don't have to feel guilty, it was the problem with Xunyuan, which caused thousands of barbarian savages to spend Xunyuan. ”

Just this sentence made everyone's faces solemn.

"In the future, there may no longer be silence, because within a hundred years, the demon clan will definitely go south, I heard that there are already twelve great demons in the north, and when the power of the three sects disappears, a new demon god will appear." Yan Qingli didn't wait for everyone's reaction, and threw out a heavier news.

Wan Yan Ying had expected it and nodded.

"Yes, the tortoiseshell master of my clan spent ten years of yang shou to carry out divination, and there are indeed signs of abnormal movement of the barbarians, and as the dog leg of the demon clan, it is naturally supported by the big demon behind him. It's just that these twelve big demons are too terrifying. ”

Yan Qingli nodded in agreement.

.................

Heiting County, Qinfu

In Qin Nan's room,

If someone sees it at this time, they can't help but exclaim.

"Isn't this woman Jia Yuanwai's daughter-in-law!?"

This is not that Qin Nan robbed the people's daughters, but they sent them respectfully.

Everyone knows that although Qin Nan is not very old, only in his twenties, he has a very puzzling habit: he likes to sleep with other people's wives, ah, and Cao Chengxiang is about the same.

"Wait, tell Old Man Jia that I'm right for what he said."

After hearing this, the daughter-in-law of the Jia family hurriedly kowtowed and thanked her, and then hurriedly retired and left this Longtan tiger's den.

Then Qin Nan sat up from the bed and put on his clothes under the greeting of the concubine.

Just as he got dressed and opened the door with his own hands, he collided with a subordinate who wanted to push the door in.

Qin Nan was obviously very angry, and scolded this subordinate while covering his nose. This subordinate is none other than Wang Sheng, who usually makes tricks for Qin Nan.

"I'm Nima, Wang Sheng, you don't have long eyes!"

That Wang Sheng hurriedly made amends, and then told Qin Nan that something was wrong.

Qin Nan looked a little impatient, so he waved his hand, and then asked.

"That's it, but you told me what happened?"

I don't know if I don't know, I was shocked when I asked, it turned out to be Yan Beizhi's son who was the old deflated calf was still alive, although he lost an arm, but he was indeed alive and well.

Qin Nan frowned tightly and asked Wang Sheng carefully.

"Yesterday we sent a message from the eyes of the Seymour tribe, saying that it was Yan Qingli, and there was a shaman and a teenage girl by his side."

When Qin Nan heard the news, he felt that the hot emotions he had just released began to rise again.

"It's fucking damnable, how could this kid come out of the abyss."

But Wang Sheng did roll his eyes at this time and thought of a plan.

"Young master, do you know that the Beirong tribe has a traditional festival?"

Qin Nan was a little impatient, and hurriedly waved his hand and said.

"Don't sell it to Lao Tzu, if you have a clever plan, just say it, Uncle Ben has a reward!"

So Wang Sheng continued: "There is a festival in the Beirong tribe, called the Deer Festival, as the name suggests, it is for young people of each generation to participate in the deer hunting activities in the clan when they are fifteen or sixteen years old. We only need to send a few killers to assassinate Yan Qingli when he participates in the Deer Chase Festival, what can that kid with a broken arm do? ”

When Qin Nan heard this, he was slightly moved in his heart, but asked again.

"But what if he doesn't participate?"

"Hehe, young master, the mountain people have their own clever plans, and you should be ready to listen to the good news when the time comes!" After finishing speaking, Wang Sheng began to laugh strangely "give and give".

The master and servant looked at each other and smiled.

Then Wang Sheng turned around and left, and began to talk about those unsightly things.

And Qin Nan looked at Wang Sheng's back as he gradually moved away, and he was thinking about something in his heart.