The cold wind at night was scratched, so that it was a bit bitter than the cold land in the north.
That night, Lin Xiaofeng was wearing a black cotton jacket, and he drank tea in the garden behind the manor with Xiang Yan, Pang Chen, and He Bo.
Several people had their own thoughts, and silent.
He Bo first opened his mouth and broke the silence.
"The current situation is not optimistic."
On this day, He Bo seemed to be ten years old. His face showed emotion and shook his head slightly: "I didn't expect the Lord to persist in the past for three days.
Come and not be able to kill. "
For He Bo's words, several people present were taken for granted.
Among them, the most frustrated mood was Pang Chen.
I originally thought that with the elite of Shuanglong religion here, it was to build meritorious karma, but in terms of the current scene, even if I can escape my life.
I am afraid that these five hundred people who can return to Yunnan will not be more than half. I will not say that they will continue to be this leader, I am afraid that those elderly who are jealous will not let themselves go.
Of course, Pang Chen also fell down, and he knew that he would have today, because he wanted to quickly prestige in Shuanglong religion, no wonder others.
Besides, even if it is complaining, there is no effect, so he seriously said: "He Bo doesn't need to be discouraged. There are five hundred people in the manor, plus the loyalty of the loyal master, and keep it for a few days.
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"But it's useless to keep it like this." He Bo was sitting on the chair, and the whole person was a bit out of line.
He bite his tip of his tongue hard, and the pain spread throughout his body, so he woke up a little, and couldn't help but smile: "It is funny to say. I followed the Lord in my life.
This is deadly. "
Xiang Xuan duan was sitting on the chair, and said without changing his face, "You can only stay."
Lin Xiaofeng suddenly said: "Didn't you turn around?"
"How can there be a turning point?" He Bo shook his head: "Really noble, loyal to the Lord, but 2,000 people, even if the Lord Pang Jiao brought, it was 2,000."
"Although Wan Heyu cannot lead the entire Holy religion, he can also order a large number of forces."
"And the entire Holy religion is unwilling to bow to the lady."
"Time and place, we only take advantage of the location, we have nothing to take advantage of anything, how to fight?"
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "What about Wanheyu?"
He Bo smiled bitterly: "If you kill him, it will be useful, and it will have been killed long ago."
"I understand that I couldn't kill him before, because he had a big ticket under him, but there was another premise."
Lin Xiaofeng said: "If we are waiting for Wanhe Yulu to fight back, he will kill him again. Those people under his hands will be willing to be loyal to a dead traitor?"
Lin Xiaofeng can be said to be the key.
The most critical reason for the Lord must not act lightly before, and once Wanheyu was moved, it was afraid that the foundation of the Holy religion would be hurt.
But once Wanhe Yu really launched an attack on the manor.
Two heir, the young master and the virgin.
So unless Wanhe Yu really killed the two, in most people's hearts, he was a rebellion.
Even if Wanheyu's hands are mostly, most of them will be so imagined.
In this case, he killed Wan Heyu, and his men may be more soothing.
Listening to this, He Bo brows his frowns: "This is too adventurous. In case of killing Wan Heyu, not only failed to solve the problem, but let his men mess up?"
"He Bo, you are really fascinated by some authorities." Lin Xiaofeng said: "What are the situation now? We have been trapped here, waiting for Wan Heyu to come to clean up us."
"Also consider the future of the Holy religion?"
To Lin Xiaofeng's words, Pang Chen's nodded nodded: "Yes, it is the last word to live."
He Bo shook his head desperately: "No!"
This holy religion is the master, he and a person, etc., the foundation of the work in this life.
According to the Holy Lord, even if it is not in the end, Xiang Xun can control the Holy religion, nor can it be disintegrated inside the Holy religion.
This is the bottom line.
If you were not worried about this, the Lord would have already moved to Wanhe Yu.
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but persuade: "He Bo, if you are in power, otherwise you will consider it?"
"Don't think about it." Xiang Xun shook his head: "Even if I died in this manor, I couldn't let the Holy religion adventure fall into turmoil."
"Well." Lin Xiaofeng understood a little, but just sighed and stopped talking.
Pang Chen asked: "Why, His Highness of the Sage, we haven't reached the point where the mountains are exhausted. As long as you solve the Wanheyu, those neutralists will also stand on your side."
"Pang Jiao, do you know why my father created the Holy religion?" Xiang Xun asked.
Pang Chen naturally did not know, so he didn't speak.
"The safety of the Holy religion is the safety of the entire Magic Road." She said: "The Holy religion is really disintegrated, so the whole magic path will be completely turmoil."
"My father spent a lifetime of life, let the magic road create order. Is it possible that he just died, so it would destroy the order to my hand?"
Pang Chen said: "Virgin ..."
He was not ready to say anything, or in other words, he saw the resoluteness of Xiang Ye and He Bo.
And Lin Xiaofeng must be standing in Xiang Xuan, and it is useless to say that it is useless.
"Is it possible to have to wait for death?" Pang Chen said with anger.
Lin Xiaofeng looked at the dark sky: "I can only see it, will there be a miracle?"
At this time, outside the manor, those subordinates of the loyal masters are tight than before any time before, and the defense is strict, and it is almost not allowed to approach the manor.
At this time, the streets around the manor were also cleared under the arrangement of Wanheyu.
And Wan Heyu's departure department also listened to the order, all rushed to the street outside the manor.
These people have different thoughts, and their faces are also uncertain.
Some people are happy and some are worried.
They are not fools, they all understand what they will do next.
Once they started to attack the manor, they almost betrayed the Lord.
Of course, if Wanhe Yu can successfully control the Holy religion.
They are not a traitor, but a first -class hero.
Most of them thought of this, and their faces were almost smiling.
Only a small number of people have brows on their faces. I don't know what to think.
Wan Heyu led his more than ten elders of hair, and the crowds watching the dark pressure were filled with several streets.
His face was also excited. He waited for this day for too long.
Finally waited.
"The order is going on! The sage and the young master have a poisonous heart. Before the imprisonment of the Holy Lord, he still killed his old man. We must avenge the Lord and capture the manor!" Wan He Yu said loudly.