Bright lights illuminate the large room as bright as day. The black leather sofa reflected the white light and shadow, and Ouyang Zhuang clenched his right hand against the bridge of his nose.

"This is what Canglong's predecessor meant?"

"Yes. ”

Ling Yun, who was standing quietly on the other side, replied in a deep voice.

Ouyang Zhuang rubbed his eyebrows, "Now the wolf clan's choice is unclear, and at this time, he has to protect the weight in our hands, I hope there won't be any chaos." ”

Ling Yun was a little surprised, "With that Wei Yi alone, can you really force the wolf clan to submit?" I heard that the eldest highness of the wolf clan, Meng Ge, seems to support him with a majority of the elders. ”

"Don't just look at the surface. Ouyang Zhuang got up and looked out the window at the deep night, "Meng Ge is warlike by nature, for the wolf clan in the past, this is a rare heir to the throne, but for the current situation, it is diametrically opposed. They need a more thoughtful, big-picture conspirator, not a reckless man who only knows how to pick up a knife and slash people. Therefore, it is not difficult to understand why the wolf clan, which is naturally war-loving, has more people supporting Mengge. But even so, Meng Ge is not enough, the most important thing depends on the attitude of the wolf king. ”

"Kayan?"

Ling Yun somewhat understood.

"That's right, in the end, the choice of the next wolf king is with Kai'an, and this power cannot be replaced by the elders of the House of Elders, unless all the elders support Meng Ge's succession, but this is obviously not realistic. ”

The faint stars appeared and disappeared under the scattered clouds, and the moon seemed to be very shy tonight, hiding behind the clouds and not wanting to come out. The originally peaceful forest is now a little more hideous than before.

Ouyang Zhuang touched the floor-to-ceiling window glass in front of him with his fingers, "No matter what, the wolf clan will not give up Wei Yi easily, so he has a high use value, and we can't just give it to others so easily." ”

"Do you really want to snatch someone from him?"

"This is what I am most worried about, Canglong is one of the elders of the Dark Evil Bureau, we can't fight him head-on, and if we use some insidious means, we obviously can't succeed against him. Ouyang Zhuang shook his head, "A guy who is as cunning as a fox." But fortunately, he is the patriarch of the dark situation, and his position determines his behavior, and he will not mess around. ”

"So what should we do now?" Ling Yun asked.

"Let's take it one step at a time, I really don't want to be an enemy of him until I have to. ”

Ling Yun frowned, "Canglong is so strong?"

"Not only is he strong, he is a monster who has lived for a thousand years. Ouyang Zhuang smiled bitterly.

"Millennium!" Ling Yun had an incredulous expression.

"Yes, a thousand years. For such a monster, as long as there is a shred of sanity, he will not choose to find him as an opponent. ”

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Although it was morning, the enthusiasm of the sun was not weaker than that of noon. The oriental cypress on the side of the path of the Tamil Manor shrugged its head, listlessly looking like an invisible hypnotic master, making passers-by a little shaky and unable to arouse the slightest interest.

Of course, it is not without exceptions.

Ai Yan walked quickly, his eyes looking around as if they were shining, and in a short time, he picked up speed, and it was clear that he had found his target.

At the end of the delicately designed cobblestone path, several tall banyan trees stand upright, and the lush canopy acts as a natural insulating umbrella, isolating the summer heat and forming a separate space.

The older the banyan tree, the more amazing the shape becomes, because what you thought was a group of trees is actually just the masterpiece of a banyan tree. It's like a fungus that seems to divide and multiply, changing from an individual to a colony. Although this banyan tree is not an antique existence among banyan trees, it is obviously not young. It is as if a few thick vines hang from the canopy of the trees, weaving this small forest of banyan trees, like an architect erecting a sturdy roof beam with a steel frame, and then embellishing it with a little green paint.

Under the banyan tree, Hao Ren sat on a thick root of a tree that was exposed to the ground, and gently blew a piccolo made of emeralds.

The sound of the flute is intermittent, sometimes low, sometimes high-pitched. The tactful sound of the flute, like a cooling agent for summer and a purifier for the soul, made Ai Yan's impatience and boredom originally caused by the heat slowly disappear invisibly. Ai Yan suddenly felt a little reluctant to disturb, and sat under a banyan tree in the distance, leaning back against the tree, letting her thoughts follow the footsteps of the flute.

The sound of the flute was melodious, like a clear spring flowing by, and the chapped heart seemed to be touched by a soft hand, and Ai Yan suddenly felt that she couldn't hold it anymore for a moment.

In the past, I used a smile to cover up the pain in my heart, my parents left for no reason, I was in a dark situation, I lived a completely different life from the past, and made extraordinary friends...... All this is far from the calm and serene life he originally expected. He also has a heroic dream, just like in a fairy tale, the protagonist kills the evil dragon and rescues the kind and beautiful princess, the princess is grateful for the hero's life-saving grace, so she promises to attach another kingdom as a dowry......

Maybe when he was in the third grade of primary school, when he saw the girl in the same class, the flower of their class, being bullied by an obscene-looking uncle in a secluded alley - at that time, he couldn't fully understand the full meaning of "bullying", but he saw her crying, and she cried very sadly. So his heroic dream suddenly came to him, and he quietly walked behind the lewd man who had his back to him, and gave the man a cordial greeting to the back of his head with the brick he picked up, and the man fainted on the spot. It was then that he understood why the characters in the movie were so cool to smash people with bricks. According to the development process in the storyline, he felt that he should say to the girl: "Don't be afraid, the bad guys have been beaten away by me, from today on, as long as I am here, no one will dare to bully you again!" So, the girl's crying was even louder. Ai Yan believed that she was moved by him.

After that, the girl cried and asked him, "What did you do to my father......?

So from then on, Ai Yan no longer believed in fairy tales. It was also then that he understood that in addition to heredity, there is also a kind of existence called mutation.

As for the savior or something, Ai Yan was not interested at all. Since he handed over the ten yuan he had picked up to the policeman uncle on the side of the road, the policeman's uncle praised him excitedly on the front foot, and bought a pack of cigarettes from the vendor at the intersection on the back foot, his pride in living for the world was extinguished. This is not because Ai Yan is a negative person, there is no shortage of good people in the world, this Ai Yan understands, but the young spiritual understanding in the past is buried deep in Ai Yan's heart, and it will linger no matter what.

The heroes who saved the world in the movie, Ai Yan is not entirely sure of their actions, because many of them have abandoned the same precious family affection and love for the sake of the so-called great love, which is more important or lighter? Anyway, he can't give an answer, because no matter what it is, he doesn't think it's what he wants.

"It's a bunch of brain-dead who want to be heroes and want to go crazy. He said this to himself, but his tone was always sour.

Hao Ren's flute suddenly became urgent, and Ai Yan suddenly woke up.

Under the shadow of the tree, Hao Ren was still sitting. At this time, Ai Yan discovered that Hao Ren was so thin, and his thin body seemed to be malnourished since he was a child. Ai Yan remembered his own story that Hao Ren had told him before, and thought that he must have had a hard time in the past few years.

Ai Yan looked at Hao Ren, Hao Ren's eyes were always flickering, as if he was deliberately hiding something, making Ai Yan feel that he was like a wounded antelope, trembling in a low bush to avoid the pursuit of tigers, leopards and jackals.

Ai Yan suddenly felt that he had found his own kind, and he was equally cautious, and he also wanted to hide himself.

Gradually, the sound of the flute ended, and the aftermath lingered in Ai Yan's ears, tactfully sad.

"Good flute, buddy, to be honest, if you go to mix in the art world, you are definitely a big name. Ai Yan quipped.

Hao Ren smiled, "It's just a simple tune, and it can only be listened to by those who are interested, and that's it." ”

Ai Yan shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking deeply on this topic, "Mu Tian and a few of them are drunk and dead, leaving me, the commander of the light pole, here, but fortunately, there is a person like you who can speak." There's a new mission for the Dark Bureau, but it's weird. ”

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