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Chapter 457: Borrow the world for my own use
"Stop."
Yan Yu, who finally came to her senses, rushed out of the king's tent, looked at Hu Yanyu's back and shouted loudly.
Hu Yanyu held the horse's rein in his hand and was about to leave. When he heard Yan Yu's shout, he stopped getting on the horse and looked back at Yan Yu indifferently: "What's the matter?"
Looking at Huyan Yuyanyu who seemed like nothing had happened, she showed an expression of disbelief.
"Hu Yanyu, you can still be so calm about killing your father and your king. Aren't you afraid that people in the world will criticize you verbally? That's your father, not a stranger. Don't you have any turmoil in your heart?"
"Finished?"
Yan Yu was startled: "What do you mean?"
Hu Yanyu smiled coldly: "Father, is he worthy? A guy who deserves to die."
"You...you are so cold-blooded."
"You have never seen a more cold-blooded person, otherwise you would know how gentle I am."
Hu Yanyu turned on his horse and left slowly holding the horse's belly.
"You stop."
Huyanyu ignored Yanyu's shouting and left directly outside the Huyan tribe.
Yan Yu took a few deep breaths, took his horse, climbed on it, and chased in the direction of Hu Yanyu.
Fortunately, Hu Yanyu walked slowly and did not pull him far away. Yan Yu effortlessly helped him keep pace with him.
"You did such a thing and left without hesitation. Aren't you afraid of chaos in the Huyan tribe? Where are you going?"
"What does the collapse of the sky have to do with me? As for where to go, go to the Kingdom of Jin to find my little sister."
Yan Yu looked at Hu Yanyu's simple and unwavering face: "I find that I suddenly don't recognize you anymore. You were not such a person before. Killing your father and killing your king is a treasonous thing."
"That was in your Jin Kingdom and Dalong. In the Turkic tribe, the winner is the king and the strong is respected. You have been married for so long and you don't even know the customs of the Turks?"
Yan Yu looked at Hu Yanyu in confusion: "Turkic customs? Isn't he your biological father?"
Hu Yanyu smiled with low self-esteem: "Some people say that I am my uncle's son, and some people say that I am his son. Until now, I don't know whose son I am, because even the mother herself doesn't know, but there is an identity. It’s quite clear, bastard, I’ve been called that for sixteen years, and I’ll never forget it in my life. However, I am his son in name, but he has never treated me as a biological son. ∈ 八∈八∈Read ∈ Book ,.2∞3.↓o”
Different from the customs of the Han people, the customs of the Turks have no so-called etiquette, justice and shame. It is so absurd to marry a son after the death of a father, to marry a brother after the death of a brother, and to marry a brother after the death of a brother.
"So your mother is from his brother..."
Hu Yanyu nodded calmly: "My mother turned out to be Hu Yanye's concubine. Hu Yanye suddenly died suddenly more than twenty years ago for unknown reasons, and my mother became his concubine. In less than half a month, my mother found out She is pregnant, and Sama said that this prince is an unlucky person and must be executed in order for the Huyan tribe to have good weather. If my mother had not resisted with death, there would be no Huyanyu today."
"So the reason why the Huyan tribe doesn't have a Sama wizard is..."
"Yes, the Jingguan outside the Huyan tribe is built with the heads of Sama shamans. My fate is up to me. A few random dances by a shaman can determine a person's life or death. Everyone who comes to The shamans of the Huyan tribe will die quietly under my sword."
Yan Yu nodded understandingly: "No wonder the people in the tribe didn't dare to mention Sama. With your strength, you can indeed remain unnoticed, but even so, you shouldn't kill him. He will do it anyway." He is your father, even if it is only in name."
Hu Yanyu touched the simple knife on the horse's back and sped away, galloping towards a place.
Yan Yu didn't know why, so he followed him on horseback.
After running for about half an hour, the horse's hooves were raised high. Hu Yanyu turned over and dismounted, stopped beside a desolate solitary grave, and suddenly fell to his knees heavily on the ground.
"Mother, I couldn't hold it back and killed him anyway, but I don't regret it. His death was not a pity."
"Uu..."
Yan Yu turned over and dismounted, looked at Hu Yanyu kneeling in front of the grave and was stunned: "Is this... mother?" After a moment of hesitation, Yan Yu did not say your mother, but called herself mother.
"Would you like to bow down to your mother?"
"good."
Yan Yu did not hesitate, lifted up her skirt and knelt on one side: "#...&..."
"Speak in Han dialect."
Hu Yanyu suddenly interrupted Yan Yu when he heard the Turkic words in Yan Yu's mouth.
Yan Yu was stunned and nodded gently: "Daughter-in-law Yan Yu pays homage to mother."
"Mom, you don't have to worry anymore. Yu'er is living a good life and has given you a wife. I will give you a big fat boy someday. You should rest in peace even though you are alive in heaven. I will take care of you, Yunyao." Very good, she has never been wronged at all, don’t worry.”
In accordance with Han Chinese etiquette, Hu Yanyu kowtowed several times and stood up gently.
Yan Yu looked at the various Han sacrifices on the ground: "Is your mother Han?"
"That's right, a Han Chinese was robbed, so I was called a bastard and I didn't know how to refute."
Yan Yu lowered his head silently.
Hu Yanyu smiled miserably and held the knife on the ground with one hand: "Have you ever eaten human flesh? Have you ever eaten your mother's flesh?"
Yan Yu looked at Hu Yanyu in shock: "What? Human flesh?"
"Does it feel terrible? Yes, it is indeed terrible. I don't want to relive that taste a second time in my life. It's disgusting."
"Can I take the liberty to ask, what's going on?"
"Thirteen years ago, the Huyan tribe was not as strong as the tribe before you got married, and it was not much stronger than the Rouran tribe that you destroyed. But at that time, my mother was with me, and I felt at ease. The sunset on the grassland was beautiful. "
"But one day, Spis Multe, the third prince of the Spieth court, passed by the Huyan tribe while hunting. I will never forget that day. He entertained Spieth with the best kumiss and the most fragrant roasted whole lamb. Murt, because of Spismult's noble status, all his concubines and concubines had to come out to accompany him. His mother was a Han woman who loved cleanliness and did not have the smell of sex that Turkic women have, so she was attracted by the third prince. .”
"Han women have a sense of propriety, justice and shame. His mother was unwilling to serve the third prince, so he beat and kicked her. Later, to displease Spiesmult, the beastly third prince actually wanted to cut off his mother's flesh and serve it as a drink. , he didn’t stop me, even waving his head and laughing in apology like a dog.”
"I was twelve years old that year. I rushed into the king's tent and was beaten, kicked and almost killed by Spiesmult's guards. However, my mother still had two pieces of meat cut off and roasted. It was sour and astringent. It was really unpleasant. tasty."
"Later Junyao came here without knowing why. She was five years old and didn't understand anything. She wanted to eat the barbecue in my hand. That time Junyao cried because her brother who always loved her didn't give her the sweet barbecue. That was the first time I made her suffer."
Yan Yu's eyes were a little red and she turned her head to the side.
"From then on, I swear that if Yunyao is wronged, Hu Yanyu will not hesitate to make everyone in the world an enemy."
"My mother did not survive in the end. Before she died, she told me that I must take good care of my sister, otherwise she would not be able to rest in peace under Jiuquan. I swore to my mother that I would kill him and avenge Spiesmult, but my mother He said, although Junyao and I can’t afford good food and clothing, at least we can grow up under the protection of the Huyan tribe.”
"But mother was wrong." Hu Yanyu bit her lips with blood stains: "Mother has never understood in her life that if you want people to respect you, you must have submissive strength. As long as your strength is strong enough, the truth must also surrender to you. "
Hu Yanyu almost shouted the last sentence.
Yan Yu pondered for a moment: "Spismult? Isn't he the current Turkic Khan?"
"That's right, so no matter what your purpose is, I never ask anything about it. I can't break through the protection of the Royal Court of Spieth by myself. The national master is a great master. I am not your opponent yet, so I am waiting. Wait until the day when you can strengthen the Huyan tribe and destroy the Royal Court of Spieth."
"Did you kill him this time because Royal Court of Spieth sent troops to support the rebels?"
"Yes, I thought he would change, but he is still so cowardly. The mud cannot hold up the wall. What is the use of such a king?"
"you........"
"Yan Yu, I don't care what you want to do, but the prerequisite is that you can't hurt Yunyao. Anyone who dares to hurt Yunyao, even if it's the Dragon Palace, Hu Yanyu will dare to go in once I'm strong enough."
Looking at the war horse going away, Yan Yu tried her best to shout: "I have no intention of becoming an enemy of Jun Yao. We all live for one person."
"Yan Yu, how about you borrow this world for me to use while you unify the grassland?"
