Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 455 Chapter 455: Strive to complete the KPI (35) [seeking a monthly ticket]

   "Soaring ambitions, hanging down to the sky..."

  Youth has a promising future.

  Seeing Lin Feng with a resolute expression, shedding the immature and cowardly Lin Feng when he first met, Shen Tang knew that he couldn't stop her.

I had no choice but to pat her not-so-broad and strong shoulders with both hands, and solemnly told her in an elder tone: "It is a good thing that you have the ambition to follow your teacher. If Wu Hui knows it, he will agree and be pleased. Stop, I will I won't stop you, but there is one thing you must keep in mind—your teacher, and I, are waiting for you to come back safely, understand?"

  An ordinary eleven-year-old child is still playing in the mud with a runny nose. Lin Feng already has great ambitions, how can he not be happy?

  But I am relieved to be relieved, and I still have some worries.

  Shen Tang solemnly repeated the second time.

   "Be sure to come back safely!"

  Lin Feng saluted and said, "Wei."

   As for the head of the sparrow, Xu Quan will be watching it temporarily.

  Unable to see Lin Feng, Quetou was suspicious for a moment, and tested Xu Quan: "General, do you know where Master Lin has gone?"

   "You mean girl Lingde? She's gone to play forward."

  Relying on his superb riding skills, Xu Quan turned his long legs and straddled the horse's back obliquely. This posture made his long legs stand out.

  He smiled and looked at the accompanying sparrow head.

   "What's the matter, do you want to eat [clam] toad and eat swan meat?"

  Squeeze Head's expression remained unchanged, and he said humbly: "Don't dare, it's just the small research inscription that Master Lin gave before..."

  Xu Quan let out a cry.

  It seemed that she just remembered this incident, and waved her hand: "Then you study yours, and we'll talk about it when she comes back."

  Squeeze Head pretended to be embarrassed.

   said: "But...the stele..."

  Although they only got along for a few days, Quetou clearly felt that Lin Feng was cold outside and hot inside. Compared with this group of despicable invaders, he was barely a "good person", and he could use her to get close to the stele. This stele is of great significance to Shiwu.

  If it can be dedicated to the royal court—

  My position as the crown prince is completely stable.

  Before, Quetou believed that as the son of the great queen, as the heir of the most noble bloodline of Shiwu, he had a detached status, and he should take the lead of those lowly brothers as a matter of course. They are not qualified, unable and worthy to compete with themselves.

   But this experience of traveling incognito has broken his innocence. The grown-up brothers in front of him are secretly accumulating strength, and they have the advantage of age, entering the royal court earlier than him to manage power.

   Either form a solidarity alliance, or recruit troops.

  The finch head is their unanimous thorn in the side and thorn in the flesh.

  They worked together and managed to hide the truth from the guards arranged by the queen and Su Shiyilu for Quetou, and almost murdered him. If it wasn't for the fact that the Sparrow's Head Mother tribe is powerful, profound, and has some secret techniques that are not passed on to the outside world, I'm afraid it will really fall this time.

  In order to avoid his brother's "attention", he had no choice but to join the slave group. Because slaves are the most inconspicuous existence and have great circulation, the brothers would never have imagined that the noble little prince would "depreciate himself as a slave" and work with these dirty and smelly slaves.

  He is now at ease waiting for the injury to recover.

   In addition, the limelight has passed, and he can take the opportunity to return to the capital. As long as he can contact the Queen's people, he will be completely safe. It's just that, this time around, he gained almost nothing in the trial, and he couldn't compare with his brothers, and he couldn't convince the crowd.

but-

   What about this stele?

  At that time, all the contributions of all the older brothers will not be able to compare with him, because this stele is the most favorable proof of Shiwu's bloodline! Wang Tingxungui and tribal leaders will all support him. He is Shiwu's son of destiny, the next king!

Xu Quan stroked his chin: "You mean the stele? It's not easy to carry the stele. It's temporarily stored in the valley. I'll come back to pick it up when I'm done. Just study the rubbings first. If there is any progress, please let me know. If you are in trouble, you can also find me. Who told Ling De to give you thousands of instructions before leaving... Sigh, I really don't know what good you are, a little slave..."

  He clicked his tongue, joking and disdainful.

  Finch head slightly lowered, silent.

  Xu Quan looked at his purple hair, curled his lips.

  Ever since he knew that Quetou had lied to him about the secret recipe for hair dyeing in his hand, he always felt uncomfortable seeing this slave. If it wasn't for the temporary inability to kill, he would have taken off the head of the sparrow head before Lin Feng! Hmph, Ten Squid, wait to die!

at the same time.

  Shiwu, the capital of the king.

   "Sir, sir—"

  Su Shiyilu's confidants hurried to find the savior, but who knew that the person who was there yesterday was gone today, only a sheepskin letter pressed by a silver pot was found on the table. He opened it slowly, and it turned out to be a farewell letter.

   He gasped and put the letter down.

   Angry and anxious, he slapped the table with his palm.

  Suddenly remembered something, hurriedly got up and called the guards on the left and right: "Quick, go out of the city to chase people immediately, please come back!"

  The guard was about to take the order, but he regretted it again.

   "Forget it, people probably have gone far..."

"well…"

  My confidant just learned from Su Shiyilu yesterday that Wang Ting is gathering troops to send troops to Yonggu Pass, but the commander is not Su Shiyilu, but another opponent who is at odds with Su Shiyilu. Most importantly, this person owes his allegiance to another prince.

   Making peace with the country of Geng is just a cover-up, just to test the attitude of the country of Geng and dispel the vigilance of the country of Geng.

  Once the national border barrier is broken and Yongguguan is conquered... Shiwu will be able to use Longwu County as a springboard to get involved in a vast expanse of land and realize the wishes of so many generations of Shiwu people! And this credit will also make the prince's crown completely fall aside.

  Su Shiyilu has been worrying about this for the past few days.

  As a confidant, it is natural to share the family's worries.

   But his confidants have limited intelligence and can only seek foreign aid.

   Unexpectedly, the foreign aid grew legs and ran away.

  I offered this person food and drink, gold and silver treasures like an ancestor, but this guy actually patted his **** and ran away!

  The more you think about it, the more angry you become, and the more angry you become, the more you think about it.

   "Principles of the Central Plains, be unkind and ungrateful!"

   "I'm really angry!"

   "No way! Go after him, you won't be able to swallow this breath!"

  The only fortunate thing is that before this "thin lover" left, he analyzed the pros and cons, stated the gains and losses with him in the letter, and let his confidant have something to explain to Su Shiyilu, so he managed to suppress his anger. He packed up and went to see Su Shiyilu, completely following the scriptures.

  The capital of the king, outside the city.

  The scribe rode the **** BMW that was given to him by the benefactor, and galloped against the cold wind. He didn't control the reins to stop the BMW until the king's capital turned into a small dot on the horizon behind him. Looking back at the direction when he came, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, as if his plan had succeeded.

   "There will be no period afterward."

   "Next..."

  The scribe rode on the horse and looked around.

   Bending down and taking out a golden bead the size of a longan from the horseback bag, the golden bead dissipated in the palm of the hand as the words were activated.

  He murmured: "Northwest, good luck?"

  The scribes are preparing to pass through Yonggu Pass before the Shiwu army, so hurry up and pass the news back so that Yonggu Pass can be prepared. It doesn't matter how long it lasts, this can be regarded as completely repaying Yan Xingning's life-saving grace.

  But how does the word spirit point to the northwest?

   (p≧w≦q)

   7.15 is the first anniversary of "Tui Zhen".

   Originally it was a good thing, but when I thought about the welfare reform for female fans, there will be no benefits (including monthly ticket awards, attendance awards, etc.) for more than 12 months. Alas, in other words, "Tui Zhen" can only be rewarded by subscribing...

   But the website traffic is so...

   Mushrooms don’t even dare to imagine how ugly the manuscript fee will be next month...

   Woohoo, I'm worried that the spore milk powder is missing...

PS: _(:з」∠)_Poverty makes me bold. Shiitake mushrooms want to double-open after the spores are unloaded in the second half of the year. I have a general idea. The title of the book is "I am the emperor" or "I am really not the emperor's daughter" Ah, choose one.

  (end of this chapter)