Chapter 61 sixty one

Yinger's expression moved slightly: any treasure is insignificant in his eyes, but such an opportunity to change the fate of the whole clan is a once-in-a-lifetime chance! After a long time, he let out a sigh of relief: "Even if I agree, Xiang and Fei Lian may not agree." "You don't have to worry about this young master," Murong Xiu replied calmly, "Bi has already negotiated with Xiang and Fei Lian, and I believe there will be a result soon-the young master only needs to make one decision: to participate, or to give up?" Yinger pondered for a moment, then raised his head. The young man's eyes were disproportionately calm and determined. He fixedly stared at the two late-night visitors for a while, and finally uttered two words that were related to the fate of the whole family: "Participate .”

"Okay! That's what I want!" Xijing, who hadn't opened his mouth all this time, suddenly called out, and raised his sword, "Young master speaks quickly, you are indeed a heroic leader in the desert!" "In the matter of killing demons, the whole world should work together." Yinger sneered slightly: "Besides, I owe His Royal Highness Zhenlan a favor, so how can I stand by and watch?" The three men smiled at each other in the night in the desert, and clasped their hands together. Knowing that this was the beginning of a fierce battle between life and death, each other's eyes shone with a look of contempt for the world.

The curtain in the inner room moved, and Shining poked his head out to look at the three men outside in surprise: "What are you laughing at?" Yinger was startled, the smile on his face froze suddenly, the pride in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he turned his head subconsciously. "It's nothing." Yinger said softly, with a slightly irritable tone, "Women don't interrupt when men are talking." "Hmph." Shining curled her lips, but she was also used to the dominance of the king of treasure thieves, so she retreated behind the curtain and left angrily.Yinger stared at the swaying curtain, slightly absent-minded.

"What?" Xijing was a little puzzled. "General Xijing," he looked forward, but his eyes seemed to see a very far place through this thin curtain, and his voice was somewhat empty, "If in this plan, I can't survive... ...Can you guarantee the safety of my mother and Shining? If I'm not here, don't let anyone bully them... Can you?" Xijing was startled, but didn't answer for a while.Murong Xiu gave him a wink, indicating that he should immediately agree to come down and stabilize the other party.However, Kongsang's general paused for a moment, then let out a loud laugh, and shook his head firmly: "I can't promise you that!"

Yinger suddenly looked back at him, his face pale: "Can't?" "I won't take care of them for you—your mother, your woman, if you want to take care of them, you can take care of them yourself!" Xijing laughed, and patted the young man on the shoulder, "If you are not at ease, you will be on Huangquan Road You have to crawl back! Don’t think that others will carry this burden for you!” "..." Yinger was startled, and felt a surge of enthusiasm in his heart, which made him unable to speak. Murong Xiu also heaved a sigh of relief, and smiled: "What the general said is - if the young master does not seek life but seeks death first, this plan will fail in all likelihood...and so many people will sacrifice in vain."

Yinger nodded speechlessly: "I understand—then let's start right away." Murong Xiu looked outside the tent, and said softly, "Bi's side should be almost ready." Xijing suddenly fell silent, his face became gloomy and desolate, and he looked towards the west - what a difficult mission it was, he couldn't even imagine the tragic scene in the tent over there at this moment. - Bi stood under the swaying wind lamp, the light flickered on her pale face, and the sharp blade in her hand gleamed coldly like water. She had already confided that extremely secret plan to her colleagues who were lying on the sickbed.At the end of the narration, she tried her best to stabilize her emotions, but her face was paler than the light of a knife, and her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.The face of the person on the couch was festered, his limbs were rotten, only his one eye was shining fiercely, staring at her steadily, but he was calmer than her.

"Do it!" Xiang tried his best to raise his body and looked sideways at his fellow clansmen, "Kill me quickly! Why are you hesitating?" With a sound of "ding", the dagger fell from Bi's hand to the ground. "I can't do it!" Anbu's captain screamed in despair, hugging his head, "I can't do it... Xiang, how, how can I attack the people who have been fighting side by side!" "Yes, we have always fought side by side - so this time is the same!" Xiang's voice was cold and undeniable, "Bi, don't hesitate, cut off my head! Since you need it, cut it off immediately!"

Trembling, Bi bent down and picked up the dagger from the ground, her face pale as death. "Ahem, the captain of the dignified Anbu, how could he be so afraid of a crippled fellow clan?" Xiang laughed hoarsely, and encouraged softly, "Bi, don't have any burdens—you know me, you should know I am happy to have such a way of death... This kind of death is better than a life of being disabled without a human being or a ghost."