Murong Ziyan squatted here and cried. When the voice came out, Suo Zhe hurriedly ran into Neixuan. Seeing that his sister was bullied and cried, he immediately roared: "Big bad guy, you bullied my sister again, I'll fight with you..."

Suo Zhe waved his fist and rushed towards Luo Zhaoyun, wanting to beat him up and vent his anger for his sister.

"Suozhe doesn't!" Murong Ziyan was worried. She was a general who had great military achievements until Luo Cheng's reputation and had countless people killed on the battlefield and made him angry. She and her brother would not have good results.

"Ouch!" Suozhe punched Luo Zhaoyun's lower abdomen, but hurt his fist and almost flew out.

Because since Luo Zhaoyun obtained the breathing method of Guigu Sect, he took two hours a day to practice. On the more than a month from Fuqi City to Jingzhao County, he and Qingshuang had already practiced the innate qi and entered this field, and their strength had increased.

Invisibly, true qi flows all the time, which can offset the damage, and will subconsciously block it when encountering danger.

Murong Ziyan stood up and hugged Suo Zhe, saying to him: "What are you doing? It's not him who bullies me."

"He doesn't come, my sister has never cried. As soon as he comes, my sister cried. It must be that he bullied my sister." Suo Zhe said his judgment.

Luo Zhaoyun said: "Your sister cried because she was sad because she was sad because I brought news about your tribe. She missed home."

"My tribe?" Suo Zhe said skeptically: "Sister, is that true? What happened to the father, mother and the others?"

Murong Ziyan was unwilling to cry in front of her younger brother. She always kept her strong side because she was her younger brother’s protective umbrella. Once she became weak, her younger brother would feel at a loss, which would have a blow to his courage, confidence, strength and other aspects.

"I only burst into tears when I heard about my parents' news. Now it's okay. You go out and wait first. General Luo and I have something to discuss."

"This, okay." Suo Zhe listened to her very much and went out obediently.

Luo Zhaoyun winked at Qingshuang and asked her to watch the little boy and not eavesdrop on the conversation between the two.

When Qingshuang and Suozhe left the inner Xuan and arrived at the outer room, Murong Ziyan lowered her voice, but said firmly: "My family is destroyed, the country is destroyed, and the tribesmen are homeless. If you suffer any more, I will go back and rescue them and re-establish Tuyuhun!"

"You are just a woman, you can't do this kind of thing alone."

"Do you underestimate women?" Murong Ziyan snorted coldly and said, "My younger brother Suozhe is the son of Tuyuhun Khan. He can inherit the throne. Only he and I return to Tuyuhun, clean up some of the remains, and gather together, and then we have strength. It is just right to revive Tuyuhun."

Luo Zhaoyun smiled slightly: "Do you ask me to let the tiger go back to the mountain and create another strong enemy in the northwest for the Sui Dynasty?"

"You! You promised me that you will be imprisoned for three years and let us go back. Do you want to regret it?" Murong Ziyan was a little anxious and angry.

Her face was beautiful, her black head was as smooth as silk, her body was slender, her curves were undulating, and although her face was angry, she was still brilliant.

Luo Zhaoyun said: "Isn't it time yet? When it comes, I will naturally fulfill my promise. But I am worried that even if you go back, you will be a wolf and die in vain. Tubo has become stronger and enslaved many nearby mountain tribes and formed an army. More and more, and they are eyeing the Sui Dynasty. How many people and tribes are left in Tuyuhun? Can you fight? When you go back, there will be a lot of danger."

Murong Ziyan bit her lip and said resolutely: "I am the daughter of Khan on the plateau. I am hated of the country and the family being destroyed. What is this danger? If I can't go back to take revenge, I would rather not live anymore."

Luo Zhaoyun was stunned and thought to himself: What a tough woman!

The women in the Central Plains of this era are so weak and docile, and seem to be less wild and strong than those of the women in the grassland.

Seeing that he was silent, Murong Ziyan felt angry and continued: "Didn't the agreement mentioned in the beginning? We, Tuyuhun, want to provide you with war horses or top foals? Now Tuyuhun is in name only and cannot fulfill the agreement. If you can help me send back the Northwest tribe, send people to protect my brothers and sisters and complete the great event of restoration of the country, I can swear that Tuyuhun will be rewarded in the future and give you the horses you need."

Luo Zhaoyun smiled faintly. The purpose of his visit today was to further negotiate with her and carry out in-depth cooperation.

"How about you, do you agree to cooperate?"

Luo Zhaoyun shook his head and sighed: "What you said is too risky, and they are all verbal promises. There is no real money or silver in the settlement after the autumn. If I send a lot of manpower and material resources to put it in, I will not succeed in the end and the loss will be even greater, which is not cost-effective!"

Murong Ziyan was so angry that she was itchy, she glared at him angrily, and asked, "What's going on, you'll agree?"

"I am considering how much I need to pay and how much I can gain to help you, and those who cannot let me die outside the domain in vain." Luo Zhaoyun gave in and gave her a glimmer of hope.

"Can you send troops?" Murong Ziyan asked in surprise.

"Of course, we cannot mobilize the Great Sui army, but we can send some elite warriors to pretend to be your entourage and deal with danger. When Tubo sends troops, we can also mobilize local troops to learn flanking attacks to prevent the Tuyuhun tribe from being destroyed..." Luo Zhaoyun continued to reveal some details of the plan.

Murong Ziyan's expression became brighter and brighter. If she really described it as Luo Zhaoyun, the success rate would be much greater. She would be more likely to be restored than to take her younger brother back.

Luo Zhaoyun turned around, shook his head, and sighed: "However, this kind of action will take great danger. The Emperor of the Sui Dynasty knew about me and was sentenced to treason and collusion with enemies. My Manchus will be beheaded. I have no shortage of wealth and honor. Why take such a risk?"

Murong Ziyan stood there, staring at Luo Zhaoyun's back, and thought about it carefully. What he said really makes sense. If he could ask him to help, he and Suo Zhe would have a great chance of success.

She gritted her teeth, stretched out her green onion and white jade hand, untied the strap on her slender waist, and gradually faded her skirt, revealing her ivory-like smooth body, her breasts and willow waist, her jade arms and pink legs, her delicate and concave curves, and the black hair band in the inverted triangle area were all full of temptation, and there was a strange and charming smell in the air.

"Is this possible?" Murong Ziyan suddenly spoke.

Luo Zhaoyun turned around and suddenly saw this scene. Her eyes couldn't help but straighten. Her beautiful slim, slender and radiant, and her body was even more perfect. Her waist was thin, her lower abdomen was flat, her buttocks were round, and her whole body was watery and scattered with charming girlish charm.

"What are you doing?" Luo Zhaoyun was stunned.
Chapter completed!