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Chapter 83 The rise and fall of heaven

"Hei Sanlang, don't panic. With me here, no one can hurt us, so we don't have to hurry."

Su Dawei said as he reached out to touch Heizakuro's hair and smoothed the upside-down mane one by one.

Kurosaburo's emotions seemed to be smoother with his big hands.

With a shout, he sat down again.

Dao Lao looked at Su Dawei, then looked at Hei Sanlang, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Of course we have sincerity."

"Since I have sincerity, please take it out and let me see you." Su Dawei smiled and looked at the other party.

But when Dao Lao suddenly lowered his head, as if he was listening to something, he nodded slightly and said, "If this misunderstanding is not pursued by the Tang army, our clan can promise to live in peace with the Tang people."

"How long will this peaceful life last?"

The blood light in his eyes flashed for a moment and then said, "At least twenty years."

Su Dawei was furious and laughed: "The last time Chang'an was in a strange chaos, Li Chunfeng and Yingmao Xingjun had a fight. After the two sides competed, they signed a peace agreement. How long has it been? Ten years? Now you say that you have twenty years of peace, it sounds really generous."

Su Dawei's fingers hit the table heavily, making a "bang" sound.

His voice also increased: "But you have forgotten one thing. Now, the Tang Dynasty is strong and strange and weak. It is the battle or harmony. It is my Tang Dynasty's decision, not you."

"you……"

"According to normal, when this battle will begin, it is yours to provoke it, and then when it will end, it should be decided by the Tang Dynasty."

Su Dawei's face was full of playfulness and sarcastic sarcasm: "Are you right?"

The black air rose on Dao Lao's body, which looked like he wanted to have an attack but was worried.

Su Dawei stared at him with his eyes straight, and said, "If there is nothing else, please come back. I, Datang, wouldn't take the initiative to commit weirdness, but it wouldn't be so easy to get rid of the strangeness."

"Master Su."

Dao Lao's voice softened a little again: "Actually, what happened today is just a small part of the weirdness. After being bewitched by Helangjun, if you want to magnify this misunderstanding to the entire clan, then the Tang Dynasty and Weiwei will only bring benefits to others."

Su Dawei sneered: "The Tang Dynasty is the common ruler of the world. If someone is stepped on the face and is not beaten back, how can it be called the Tang Dynasty?"

Well, it seems to make sense.

The knife was exhausted for a while.

Su Dawei waved his hand: "If you really come to negotiate peace today, then I'm very disappointed. Don't waste my time, please."

He flipped his hands and made a gesture of invitation, saying that he was seeing off the guests.

Dao Lao lowered his head, turned his face sideways, as if he was listening again.

It was obvious that there was no one around him, but it seemed like he was listening to someone whispering.

After a moment of silence, he said to Su Dawei: "This time we are indeed wrong. We are willing to apologize to the general manager with a hundred taels of gold, a hundred taels of silver, and a thousand pieces of silk from Shumian silk."

Su Dawei looked at him with some surprise: "You are weird, you are so generous."

"What does the manager mean?"

"not enough."

Su Dawei shook his head and said, "Your actions are equivalent to tearing down the alliance signed by Ying Huo and Li Chunfeng. What is hurt is your credit, the face of the Tang Dynasty, and the lives of the soldiers in the army. Can you say it just by relying on a little wealth?"

Dao Lao's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he nodded slowly and said, "It makes sense that you say that."

"So, what conditions do you have to impress me?"

Dao Lao suddenly laughed.

Although he was always wrapped in black demon fog, Su Dawei was sure that he was smiling at this moment.

Below the blood-red eyes, a mouth-like shape opened blurredly.

"Today, between the battle formation, there was a group of Goguryeo ghost soldiers among the Tubo people. Although many people from the Secret Pavilion cleaned up, more than ten escaped."

Dao Lao stretched out his claws and compared a hook claw to Su Dawei: "If you promise not to pursue the strangeness of Chang'an again, we are willing to capture all the ten ghost soldiers and give them to you."

Su Dawei pondered for a moment and nodded: "This can be considered a condition."

If the ghost soldiers let it go, it is indeed a disaster.

At this time, Su Dawei was also a little moved.

Although the weirdness of Chang'an also has hidden dangers, at least it can be discussed and has a certain rationality, unlike those ghosts.

It's a bit weirder than the Zhuque's group.

"If it's not enough, we can add another one to show sincerity."

"Please say it."

"The weirdness on Beidou side, we will capture the remaining three weird men and hand them over to your hands, how about it?"

Su Dawei was a little surprised and looked up and down at Dao Lao: "Are you afraid that Beidou will turn against you?"

"If you turn against each other, you will turn against each other. If it weren't for their instigation, we wouldn't have made such a mistake." Dao Lao smiled grimly: "Even if Beidou comes, Yingmao Xingjun is not afraid of him."

"It's interesting."

Su Dawei's hand left from the hilt of the horizontal knife.

Giving money and property is a small remedy for the families of soldiers who died in the demon fog at that time.

The arrest of the ghost soldiers is considered to be a matter of ending the matter.

The person who captured Beidou clearly drew a clear line with the strangeness of Beidou.

It seems that Chang'an's weird group does not want to really turn against the Tang Dynasty.

Su Dawei weighed the pros and cons and said slowly: "This time, the strange things about you two sides can't be hidden from the Secret Pavilion."

"Yuan didn't think we could hide it. Our Xingjun would explain to Li Chunfeng about this."

"good."

Su Dawei nodded, thought for a while and said, "I can only try to help you move. At least Tang Jun will not retaliate against you immediately, but I cannot control your Majesty's intentions."

"It's enough to help us move, we appreciate it." Dao Lao's eyes showed joy, and he was about to bow down.

“Let’s wait.”

Su Dawei suddenly spoke out and stopped him, "I want another promise."

"What kind of commitment?"

"I will do my best to deal with you in this matter. Whether it succeeds or not, the Lord of the Star of the Mars owes me a favor."

"this……"

Dao Lao hesitated very much, listened for a moment, and then nodded slowly: "I promise you."

Su Dawei looked at him and suddenly laughed: "Since the Lord of Yingmao is here, why not meet and talk?"

"What are you talking nonsense?"

The black aura suddenly surged, and the murderous aura was revealed.

"As you, I believe that if the King of Yingmao nodded, he would not dare to owe this favor to him."

Su Dawei quickly stretched out his hand to stroke Hei Sanlang's head: "Can Xingjun talk to me?"

A cold snor suddenly came from the darkness outside the tent.

"Since the conditions are agreed upon, what's the matter with or without meeting?"

The lingering sound was lingering, and the strangeness outside the tent disappeared in an instant.

There was a strong wind in the tent, and the candlelight shook violently.

Su Dawei looked carefully and looked at it carefully. His eyes were empty, and the previous swords, black fog, and the Ying Hu outside the tent were gone.

"It's true that I've come in person."

Su Dawei murmured to himself: "It is probably impossible to hide the ordinary weirdness from the Secret Pavilion and the Taoist priests of Maoshan Sect. However, why does the voice of Yinghuo sound familiar? Could it be that he is really an old acquaintance in Chang'an?"

...

At Chen, the sun shines brightly.

Outside the city, a dark shadow suddenly surged on the iceberg cliff, wrapping the entire peak.

From the outside, it seemed that a mountain suddenly disappeared.

A sigh came from the darkness.

"Su Dawei, has this kid Ami grown up like this now?"

"Star Lord, I don't understand why you have tolerate him everywhere? Could it be that little bit of incense?"

“Yes, not.”

In the darkness, the sound of the extremely old and tired Lord of the Yingmao Star came out.

"Although I grew up watching him, the premise must be without compromising the interests of the strange clan."

"Then you just..."

"All sun and moon shine are the land of the Tang Dynasty. The prosperity of the Tang Dynasty has never been seen in ancient times."

Yingmao Star Lord murmured: "Since the hundreds of years since I was born, I have never seen any country as majestic, grand and as bright as the Tang Dynasty. If we really turn against the Tang Dynasty, it would be a disaster."

"But why did Xingjun and Beidou and the others before..."

"The sky is always moving, and the sun, moon, and galaxy have their own tracks." Ying Huo said slowly: "The more grand and brilliant it is, the more rapid it collapses. For more than two hundred years, from Jin to the Five Barbarians and Sixteen Kingdoms, its prosperity is booming, and its demise is suddenly sudden. I have seen too much."

"Xingjun, what do you mean is that the Tang Dynasty will be like those countries, and will be quickly defeated?"

“I had a chance.”

"original?"

"I can see a secret of heaven..."

The shadow floated, and a strange ancient whispering sound came from it: "There is yang in nature and there must be yin, and everything has its nemesis. Originally, this snowy plateau should be the nemesis of the Tang Dynasty. According to the way of heaven, the Tang Dynasty will fail here."

Dao Lao was surprised: "What happened? But..."

"But I was anxious. Looking at the Tubo preparations and the Beidou and others' promotion, I felt that if I could seize the opportunity this time, it might allow the strange clan to restore its former grand scene as soon as possible."

Ying Huo sighed: "Originally, the battle between the Tang and Tubo should have been a few years later. It was supposed to be the failure of the Tang Dynasty, but now, for some reason, all of this has changed.

The Tang Dynasty is still grand and magnificent.

Such a Tang Dynasty is not something we should provoke.

There is no benefit except for the sacred race.”

Dao Lao seemed to think for a moment: "Star Lord is saying."

"I was in Chang'an and could bow my head to Li Chunfeng, and then I could bow my head to Su Dawei. Anyway, he didn't know my other identity."

These words made Dao Lao laugh and laughed a little.

"I laughed so hard, go back and go! There is no need to stay here anymore. Let Ami, let the Tang army, the Tubo people, and the Beidou and others continue to get entangled."

"yes."

The sound passed, and the black shadow quietly disappeared.

The snow peaks that never melt all year round in the Himalayas still stand on the earth.

It's like a brand new page.

But the beacon wind on the earth did not disappear.

The rumbling drums rang out.

That was the war drum of the Tang army.

The entire city of Lushe is already without a leader.

After several days of rest, the Tang army launched a second siege of Luoshecheng.

It's quite a bit like never giving up.

In the bright sky, a sudden flame passed by.
Chapter completed!
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