In the prosperous times, the Aer tribe lived like a grand New Year, and the sudden arrival of Shang Rong made this traditional tribe feel even more glorious.
In the eyes of most people, the existence of Shangmen is like the throne of the Chinese emperor. They dare not even think about it, let alone touch it.
The night falls slowly, covering up the graceful beauty of dusk. A large black cloth falls directly to announce the end of the day. The most beautiful thing about the tribal night must be the stars.
In the prosperous age of the tribe, there were no loudspeakers in the city. They used the most primitive way to welcome the next victorious battle in their hearts, and Shang Rong's arrival seemed to excite them more than this night god.
"Shang Rong is here?" Mrs. Fara stepped back from the lord and stopped beside Xia Shang, who was like a shadow, cursing in a low voice, "Damn it! Why did he come suddenly? What about our plan?"
Xia Shang was as dull as he appeared, but his pair of deep eyes had never really been far away since the appearance of Shang Rong.
Shang Rong's appearance was also unexpected to him. With Shang Men's status, it is hard to imagine why Shang Rong is so interested in such a small tribe.
However, tonight, everything must be done, and Shang Rong's appearance cannot disrupt it. However, the most important thing for him now is to avoid Shangmen's people.
Although the climate here made him darker and the scars on his face made him look sharper, he didn't think Shang Rong wouldn't recognize him.
There is no doubt that if he appears in front of Shang Rong, then the next second, what awaits him will definitely be death, and there is no possibility of a second ending.
"Where are you going?" Mrs. Farah called to the man who didn't say a word. His childish face was almost filled with the word "anger", "You want to back down?"
"Do you think it's possible?" Xia Shang snorted, but this snort was naturally not aimed at Mrs. Farah, but at the king of Shangmen who was surrounded by everyone. "If Shangrong asks to see me, Mrs. Farah
, please be sure to stop it and try every means to stop it. I can't appear in front of him. Don't worry, the planned things will not change."
Xia Shang's assurance made Mrs. Farah's face soften a little. Looking at the figure gradually blending into the night, she was a little worried, for Tian Yuan and for this man who was a little too silent.
In Tian Yuan's mind, the helicopter's flight would be too slow for one second longer.
"Speed up! Don't try to delay time in this way!" Ning Yueling yelled, obviously a little impatient. She could clearly see the worry on Tian Yuan's face. There are few people in this world like her.
Know what happened between Tian Yuan and Xia Shang.
And in this world, she is the only person who knows all about Tian Yuan's past.
She felt sorry for Tian Yuan's past all the time. She finally had a family and a man who made her so persistent, but fate always liked to pour cold water on her when she was happiest.
The plane gradually accelerated amidst Ning Yueling's roar. Neither of them had the intention to appreciate the scenery on the ground. However, the faster the scenery outside the plane passed by, the more nervous they became.
Time, at this moment, is like a needle in their hands, they dare not hold it tightly, let alone put it down.
The night is as black as ink, just like a charming long-haired girl teasing everyone's heartstrings, making them excited or restless.
Time stretches, but it brings the distance closer, and the two hearts are completely suspended.