Chapter 457 Borrow the world for my use
"You stop. "Eight" "Reading Books, 2■3.o⊥"
Yan Yu, who finally came to her senses, rushed out of the tent and shouted loudly as Hu Yanyu's back.
Hu Yanyu held the reins of the horse in his hand and was about to leave. He heard Yan Yu's shout and stopped the posture of turning over the horse. He turned around indifferently and looked at Yan Yu: "What's the matter?"
Looking at Huyan Yuyan, who seemed to have nothing happened, she showed an incredible expression.
"Hu Yanyu, killing your father and king, you can still be so calm. Are you not afraid of people all over the world criticizing you? That is your father, not a stranger, will you not feel any turmoil in your heart?"
"Are you finished?"
Yan Yu was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Hu Yanyu smiled coldly: "Father, he is worthy of being a guy who is worthy of death."
"You are so cold-blooded."
"That's because you haven't seen someone colder blood, otherwise you'll know how gentle I'm."
Hu Yanyu turned over the horse and slowly left with the horse's belly.
"You stop."
Hu Yanyu ignored Yan Yu's shouting and left directly outside the Hu Yan tribe.
Yan Yu took a few breaths and pulled her horse over and turned her back to chase Hu Yanyu in the direction of Hu Yanyu.
Fortunately, Hu Yanyu walked slowly and did not pull him far away. Yan Yu effortlessly facilitated him to go hand in hand.
"If you do something like this, you will not be afraid of chaos in the Huyan tribe? Where are you going?"
"What does it have to do with me when I go where I go, Jin Kingdom, go find my younger sister."
Yan Yu looked at Hu Yanyu's simple and innocent face: "I found that I suddenly became ignorant of you. You were not such a person before. Killing your father and killing your king is a ruthless thing."
"That's in your Jin Kingdom and the Great Dragon, in the Turkic tribe, the victories are kings, and the strong are respected. You don't know the customs of the Turkic people who have been married for so long?"
Yan Yu looked at Hu Yanyu in a daze: "The customs of the Turks? Is he not your biological father?"
Hu Yanyu smiled in a low voice: "Some people say I am the son of my uncle, and some people say I am his son. Until now, I don't know who I am, because even my mother himself, but there is a very clear identity. A bastard, who was called by someone for sixteen years, and I will never forget it in my life. However, in name I am his son, but he never regards me as a biological son.〖∈8〖∈8〖∈8〖∈read [∈∈book, 2∞3.↓o”
Unlike the customs of the Han people, the customs of the Turks did not have the so-called etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. It is so ridiculous that the father died and the son married, the brother died and the brother married, and the brother died and the brother married.
"So his mother is from his brother."
Hu Yanyu nodded calmly: "My mother turned out to be Hu Yanye's concubine. For some reason, Hu Yanye suddenly died suddenly more than 20 years ago, and his mother became his concubine. In less than half a month, his mother discovered that she was pregnant. Sama said that this prince was an ominous person and had to be executed to make the Hu Yan tribe have good weather. If it weren't for the mother's fight against death, how could Hu Yanyu be today?"
"So the Huyan tribe has no Sama wizard because"
"That's right, the Jingguan outside the Huyan tribe was built up by the head of the Sama wizard. My life is up to me, and when a shaman can decide a person's life and death by dancing a few messy dances? Every shaman who comes to Huyan tribe will die quietly under my Pu Jian."
Yan Yu nodded in a clear way: "No wonder the tribe didn't dare to talk about Sama. With your strength, you can do it without knowing it, but even so, you shouldn't kill him. He is your father no matter what, even if it's just a father in name."
Hu Yanyu touched the Park Knife on the horse's back and galloped away quickly, running towards a place.
Yan Yu didn't understand why, so she rode her horse and followed her.
After running for about half an hour, the horse's hooves were raised high, Hu Yanyu turned over and got off the horse, stopped by a desolate grave, and suddenly knelt heavily on the ground.
"Mother, I couldn't help but kill him, but I don't regret it. He's not willing to die."
"Wait"
Yan Yu turned over and dismounted, and looked at Hu Yanyu who was kneeling in front of the grave and was stunned: "Is this my mother?" After hesitating, Yan Yu did not say your mother, but called herself "Mom".
"Do you want to worship your mother or not."
"good."
Yan Yu did not hesitate and lifted her skirt and knelt on one side: "*%#…amp;"
"Speak Chinese."
Hearing the Turkic words in Yan Yu's mouth, Hu Yanyu suddenly interrupted Yan Yu.
Yan Yu nodded slightly in a daze: "Daughter-in-law Yan Yu greeted her mother."
"Mom, don't worry, Yu'er lives a good life and will give you a wife. I will give you a big fat boy next day. It's time for you to rest in peace if you have spirit in heaven. I have taken good care of Yunyao. I have never let her suffer any grievances. Don't worry."
In accordance with the Han etiquette, Hu Yanyu kowtowed a few times and stood up gently.
Yan Yu looked at the various Han people's offerings on the ground: "Is Mom a Han person?"
"Yes, the Han people were robbed, so I was scolded as a bastard and didn't know how to refute it."
Yan Yu lowered her head silently.
Hu Yanyu smiled miserably and leaned on Park Dao on the ground with one hand: "Have you ever eaten human flesh? Have you ever eaten my mother's flesh?"
Yan Yu looked at Hu Yanyu in shock: "What? Human flesh?"
"Does it feel terrible? Yes, it is indeed terrible. It's disgusting that taste never wants to reminisce for the second time in your life."
"Can you ask me a liberating question, what's going on?"
"Thirteen years ago, the Huyan tribe was not as strong as before you married, and it was not much better than the Rouran tribe that you destroyed. But at that time, with my mother, I felt very at ease. The sunset on the grassland was so beautiful."
Chapter completed!