Cannon fodder male supporting role is not easy to mess with

A few days later, the people in the capital who learned that the enemy envoy was about to arrive put down their work one after another and ran to the gate of the city to watch the excitement.

"Now I finally have a stable life. The old man died on the battlefield. If the fight continues, my only son may not be saved!"

"Hey, there have been so many fights back and forth in the past few years, and the number of casualties is too many to count. Once the peace is smooth this time, we don't have to remind ourselves every day."

"If you want me to say, the truce this time is thanks to General Mo. I don't know if he will be in the team that will pick up the mission this time."

Someone in the crowd said such a sentence, and after a few seconds of eerie silence, everyone also praised General Mo one after another.

Bo Ruchu, who was drinking tea and watching a play in a teahouse next to the street, paused in unison on a man dressed as a beggar.

Looking back, Bo Ruchu slightly sipped the tea in the cup, lowered his eyes and said: "Fu Ling, go and have a look, remember not to startle the snake."

Before Mo Yan on the side could stop her, Fu Ling had already mixed into the crowd watching the theater below.

"Zeyuan, that person..."

Before Mo Yan finished speaking, Bo Ruchu said, "Don't worry, Fuling is very strong, and it's more than enough to deal with a few people." Besides himself, Bo Ruchu didn't say that few people are his opponents. come out.

Mo Yan: "..." It's not that he didn't believe it, but that Fu Ling opened with a gentle appearance, is it really all right?

Very suspicious. JGP

If Bo Ruchu could hear what Mo Yan was thinking, he would definitely say the word 'gentle and gentle' in a strange way, and then burst out laughing.

Gentle and polite, doesn't exist, okay?

"After you go back, remind the master to be careful recently. I'm afraid there will be another 'trap' waiting for him to jump in. If something happens, it's a trivial matter that he won't be able to keep his official position. If... ..."

Mo Yan nodded in response. Although he was a bit straight-tempered and didn't understand those twists and turns, just now, that person obviously said that on purpose. If the emperor heard it and believed it a few times, then father would...

Glancing at Mo Yan whose complexion was gradually darkening, Bo Ruchu raised his hand and rubbed his hair comfortingly: "Don't think so much, master is not so easy to be calculated by others, this time, it's obviously just a temptation."

Mo Yan, who was used to Bo Ruchu making intimate gestures from time to time, turned his head and did not avoid it, but was immersed in his own thoughts, not knowing what he was thinking.

Seeing this, Bo Ruchu was in a rare good mood and didn't bother Mo Yan.

Fu Ling, who was following the beggar, saw that she was getting more and more lonely, so she quickly adjusted her breathing and pace.

After a while, the beggar stopped at the door of a dilapidated hut, looked around, and then opened the door to enter.

Fu Ling followed with light steps, heard the conversation coming from inside, anxious to be covered by the big tree at the door, and eavesdropped openly.

"My lord, what you asked me to do has been done, and the reward agreed before..."

Disgust flashed in the eyes of the man with his back to the beggar, but he said in the usual tone: "Since I promise you, I won't lose my word."

After the words fell, the man threw a wallet on the ground.

Seeing this, the beggar cheerfully counted the silver coins inside: "In the future, if there is such a good thing, remember to come to me, and I will definitely help you with it."

"Really? It's just a pity, I'm afraid there won't be a next time."

As soon as the words fell, before the beggar could react, he had already died under the man's dagger.