Yan Xiaomo was pulled to the street by Han Xin, and then he slowly let go of Yan Xiaomo's hand.
"Han Xin, what are you running from?"
Yan Xiaomo looked at Han Xin with a dull expression and couldn't help but ask him.
With Han Xin's strength, His Holiness was no match for him.
Why did Han Xin give in again and again?
"What's so scary about that Venerable that makes you so afraid of her?"
Yan Xiaomo sighed deeply, feeling already depressed.
"It's not that she is scary, but her prestige.
The prestige of the Venerable is more important than that of the Dragon Clan in the eyes of ordinary people."
Han Xin said this with more helplessness.
Otherwise, how could the Dragon Clan be oppressed by a weak lord?
Yan Xiaomo didn't say anything more after receiving Han Xin's answer.
From a certain perspective, these venerables are the faith in the hearts of the people, just like the previous sentence, believe in so-and-so and you will have eternal life.
Such beliefs can easily be exploited by villains.
A majestic Dragon Clan Savage King said he would be sentenced if he was sentenced, and those people didn't realize anything at all.
Yan Xiaomo felt that those people had been taken advantage of.
"Since all the people no longer support the Dragon Clan, why do the Dragon Clan still protect these people?
This is originally a matter of you supporting me, and I will protect you.
If you blindly protect a group of people who do not trust you, it is better not to do anything.
Protect."
Yan Xiaomo said word by word, the dragon clan and the people are like farmers and snakes, Mr.
Dongguo and wolves.
It's not worth it.
"But, the rules of the Dragon Clan are still there, and the imperial capital still belongs to the Dragon Clan."
Han Xin whispered.
At this time, Long Ao had already caught up.
"Those people tore down all the plaques of the palace."
Long Ao looked at Han Xin sympathetically, with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone.
Han Xin's hand on his side clenched into a fist, but he couldn't do anything at all.
"How could this happen?"
Yan Xiaomo frowned tightly, really wanting to go back and cripple that arrogant woman.
Suddenly, a thin man appeared in front of Han Xin and said to Han Xin: "Excuse me, is this the King of the Wilderness, Han Xin?"
Han Xin looked at the man in front of him warily and said: "I am Han Xin, but I am no longer the King of the Wilderness.
Do you have anything to do with me?"
"Please ask the King of Wilderness to move.
My general has invited you."
The thin man continued.
Han Xin and Yan Xiaomo looked at each other and followed the thin man.
After meeting the so-called general, Yan Xiaomo almost choked on her own saliva.
It turned out to be Lian Po Unexpectedly, Lian Po also appeared in this game.
"Wei Chen has seen the King of the Wilderness."
Lian Po bowed to Han Xin as a king and a minister.
There was no one else behind Lian Po, there was only one horse behind him, and the snow under his feet had long been trampled, which showed that he had been waiting here for a long time.
"General Lian doesn't need to be so polite.
I'm no longer the king of the wilderness."
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Han Xin gave Lian Po a weak hand, with self-mockery in his voice.
"Why is this?"
Lian Po asked with a frown.
"Your Majesty has already sentenced me."
Han Xin said.
"It's your venerable again, they really want to drive out all the people of the Dragon Clan," Lian Po said with an angry look on his face, clenching his hands and lowering their hands to each other.
"What does General Lian mean?"
Han Xin seemed to sense something ghostly, and he wrinkled into the Chinese character Sichuan.
"The imperial capital is now under the rule of His Holiness.
Those of us who are unwilling to obey them have been sentenced," Lian Po said. oshow7: