The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Chapter 521

garden.

The charming woman was sitting and posing, as if waiting for someone.

She is the wolf master of the Beirong tribe, known as Poisonous Gu Ji.

The wolf masters came out of the hall and passed through one after another.

Walking at the end was a woman in blue with a dignified appearance and a reserved and cold expression.

The woman in blue entered the garden.

Poisonous Gu Ji held up her bun, stood up and blocked the way with a smile: "Sister, you are really working hard! My niece has been dead for more than a year, and she has no heirs, and she still goes to great lengths to participate in the competition! "

"Get out of the way!" The woman in blue looked cold.

She is none other than Yun Zhao, the wolf master of the Haorong tribe.

Poisonous Gu Ji not only refused to give in, but also wrapped around Yun Zhao like a poisonous snake: "When the competition is over and the generalissimo succeeds, we, the Beirong tribe, will be the heroes. Sister, we have been fighting for so many years, but I will win in the end!"

Poisonous Gu Ji laughed happily.

Suddenly, she stopped laughing and stared at Yunzhao fiercely: "I want you, the Hairong clan, to be slaves of my Beirong clan for generations to come. You, too."

"I want you to spit out everything you took from me!" Poisonous Gu Ji said viciously every word.

Yun Zhao looked into her eyes coldly: "Aren't you sorry for me?"

Four eyes facing each other.

It's all hate.

Bai Su and the Saint came out of the royal palace and went to the side hall.

Where do you wolf masters live?

Of course, except for the people in Ulan Bazhi.

"Among the remaining five tribes, only the Haorong tribe is likely to give up their spot." The saint said.

"The Hairong tribe and the Beirong tribe are adjacent to each other. The two tribes have always been harmonious, and the two wolf masters are as close as sisters. It was not until the two wolf masters turned against each other because of a man that the two tribes broke up. Since then, the Beirong tribe has taken refuge in Ulanba On that day, they oppressed the Hairong tribe everywhere..."

"A year ago, the daughter of the wolf master of the Haorong tribe accidentally fell off a cliff and died. At the same time, her husband disappeared. Since then, she has no relatives and has been alone. And the Haorong tribe has become increasingly weak, isolated and helpless, and has no power to claim the throne..."

The saint said, facing Bai Su who shook his head.The saint was confused: "What's wrong Susu?"

Bai Su clicked his tongue and said: "This is the classic version, the best friend turns against the scumbag!"

Saintess: "..."

The two came to the side hall.

Yun Zhao is sitting in the house.

She stood up and bowed to the saint.

The saint was about to speak.

She said quietly: "I know why the saint is here, but the Haorong clan abstains from voting."

The saint's face turned pale.

The meaning couldn't be more clear.

The Haorong tribe is neutral.

But it's not that I'm afraid of offending both parties, it's just that I will never offend Ulan Bage.

Because in everyone's eyes, the Saint must lose.

Ulan Bazhi is the real successor.

"Hairong and Beirong have been fighting for a long time. If Ulan Bari succeeds to the throne, Haorong may not have a good life. Lord Wolf, why don't you do a favor and win!" Bai Su stepped forward and said.

Yun Zhao fell silent.

But she finally said sternly: "If Haorong abstains from power, the Generalissimo will suppress Haorong. But if I give up my place, the Generalissimo will never let Haorong go. Saint, I must be responsible for my people."

The saint squeezed the hand under the cuff tightly, and said without any emotion on her face, "I understand."

Bai Su and the Saint had just left the side hall.

A maid ran over in a panic and fell down.

She didn't even bother to get up and said: "Oh no, holy lady, General Danmu's hands were broken. He is in danger and his life is at stake."

(End of this chapter)