Chinese At this time, the princess Gongsun Ru wore a white plush coat, and inside the coat, she was wearing a black cheongsam, the material of this cheongsam was different from before, this cheongsam was more like chiffon, and the smooth and delicate, snow-white skin could be faintly seen.

What's worse is that the skirt of this cheongsam is very short, only reaching the base of the thigh, and the skirt has a high slit.

She did not sit with Gongsun Liang and Gongsun Ran, but sat quietly beside Zhang Yang like a well-behaved woman.

Because the skirt of Gongsun Ru's cheongsam is too short, although she can't be revealed, and Zhang Yang doesn't mean to peek, those two slender legs still keep shaking in front of Zhang Yang......

"Big brother, I'll toast you first! I'll do whatever you want!" Gongsun Liang stood up directly, holding the wine glass in both hands, and after saying this, he drank all the wine in the cup.

Hearing this title, Gongsun Ran looked a little surprised, looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously, and then looked at Gongsun Liang.

"Brother, don't you know, Zhang Yang is my sworn brother, he saved my life, the eldest brother who was originally kind to me, is now even more kind to me, and being able to let you return to the Northern Regions before the pilgrimage conference is simply a reassuring pill for me!"

These four words are the first time Zhang Yang has heard them.

"Doesn't the eldest brother know about the pilgrimage conference?" Gongsun Liang looked at Zhang Yang with some surprise. Although Zhang Yang was not embarrassed, he still nodded without concealment.

"The pilgrimage convention was originally just a festival for those who believed in the dragon, and they would come from all directions to the Feilong Lake in the east of the northern region at the place of the pilgrimage assembly. ”

"It is said that the Flying Dragon Lake is the place where the true dragon lives and lives, and these people go to worship, hoping that the true dragon will manifest and let them be safe and sound in the new year. At this point, Gongsun Ran stopped, drank a glass of wine, glanced at Zhang Yang again, and continued: "But now it is different, this is not only a festival that believes in the Divine Dragon, but also a festival for all the people of the Northern Regions. ”

"All the people of the North?" Zhang Yang was stunned. Gongsun Ran nodded firmly,

"In the past, the Northern Regions, like the Southern Xinjiang, had four distinct seasons, and since the Northern Regions were covered by ice and snow all year round, everyone felt that they had provoked the Divine Dragon, and the Divine Dragon was punishing the Northern Regions, so every time they came to this, everyone would bring the best food to pay tribute and worship. "I see!

Zhang Yang nodded at first, but soon remembered Gongsun Liang's words, and asked even more puzzled: "The pilgrimage conference sounds normal, why did Your Majesty give him peace of mind when you returned?"

"In the pilgrimage conference, since there are people from all over the world, there are naturally people from the Southern Xinjiang Kingdom, in fact, there are many pilgrims, all of whom are warriors under the royal family of the Southern Xinjiang Kingdom, dressed up in disguise to make trouble and disturb the normal order of the Northern Regions!"

This situation is especially obvious in the years since my brother left, and they have become more and more unscrupulous. Hearing this, Zhang Yang nodded in realization, clinked glasses with them, and drank all the wine in the cup.

After drinking the wine, Zhang Yang couldn't help frowning, due to the cold climate in the Northern Regions, the wine has also changed from a drink to a must-have to keep warm up, so the wine here is very strong!

At this time, Gongsun Ran took the initiative to get up, filled Zhang Yang's cup with wine, and said respectfully,

"I was still wondering before, why are you so powerful, but now I understand, how can you not be a great person who can become my brother's sworn brother!" When Gongsun Ran and Zhang Yang finished drinking, Zhang Yang didn't have time to say modest words, Gongsun Liang's voice rang out again,

"Brother, yours is too general, I'll be more specific to you, my eldest brother, enter the ancient battlefield alone, and finally come back intact, are you amazing?"

This can make Gongsun Ran impressed, full of surprise and admiration.

"I don't know what Brother Zhang Yang has gained?" asked Gongsun Ran with a serious face. Zhang Yang didn't hide anything, and directly took out three golden hairpins,

"Apart from these three hairpins, there is nothing else to gain. Gongsun Ran sat up straight, his eyes were round, his eyes were straight, and he couldn't take his eyes off the three hairpins.

"It seems...... Is it true......" After looking at it for a few seconds, Gongsun Ran leaned on the backrest, looked at the flower board with dull eyes, and muttered.

Gongsun Ran's attitude aroused everyone's curiosity. Especially Zhang Yang, he vaguely felt that Gongsun Ran should know something, and he always wanted to know what the use of these three hairpins was!

"Lord Wang, what is true?" Zhang Yang held his chin with both hands, and put on a look of listening carefully.

Hearing Zhang Yang's inquiry, Gongsun Ran came back to his senses, although he realized his gaffe, but he was emotional, but he couldn't calm down for a long time.

He didn't answer Zhang Yang's question immediately, but looked at Gongsun Liang with great excitement and great urgency.

"Brother, I feel that it is not impossible for us in the Northern Regions to go back to the time when the four seasons were distinct. "What?

Gongsun Ran's words were indeed a big surprise, even Gongsun Liang was a little uneasy.

You must know that in the past, the northern region with four distinct seasons was on a par with southern Xinjiang, but since it was blocked by ice and snow all year round, many people went to southern Xinjiang to live...... So much so that now, the national strength has declined, and even in front of southern Xinjiang, it has become a little lingering, and it depends on the face of the southern Xinjiang country.

As a king, he dreamed of going back to the time when the four seasons were distinct, and he also made many attempts and efforts, but in vain.

"Brother, hurry!" Gongsun Liang couldn't wait to urge.

"I overheard a rumor before, the reason why our Northern Regions were frozen was because they were sealed by a master!"

"And this seal is very exquisite, if you want to lift the seal, you must meet several conditions, he used three seals in the three different palaces of the ancient battlefield to seal the three golden hairpins, and those who crack it, must collect these three hairpins!" At this point, Gongsun Ran's eyes focused on Zhang Yang,

"I just looked at the hairpin in Brother Zhang Yang's hand, and I am even more sure of the authenticity of this biography!"

"What do you mean by that?"

"Brother Zhang Yang, you may not have carefully observed these three golden hairpins, you can take a closer look, the secret is in the hairpins!" Gongsun Ran stretched out his hand and pointed to the three delicate hairpins.

After hearing this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but focus his eyes on the hairpin and looked at it carefully.

After carefully looking at Zhang Yang for a long time, his pupils contracted suddenly, and his sword eyebrows were upside down, as if he had discovered something. Only then did he realize that although the hairpin was not big, there was a lifelike dragon carved on the hairpin.

At first glance, this golden dragon seems to be hovering in the sky, soaring in the sky, but if you look closely, you can find the mystery in it.

The golden dragon on the hairpin, each with a different shape, but Zhang Yang can be sure that this is definitely not random.

Zhang Yang just watched like this, racking his brains to think, and after a long time, Zhang Yang's mouth suddenly opened, and he felt like he was empowered.

This...... The three dragons on these three hairpins are clearly three words!

"Fly!"

"Dragon!"

"Lake!" Feilong Lake! That's right, it's these three words! After Gongsun Ran saw Zhang Yang's stunned look on his face, he slowly spoke,

"Brother Zhang Yang, do you see something?" Zhang Yang nodded vigorously,

"On these three hairpins, there are three words written on them, and when they are connected, they are Feilong Lake!"

"That's right! The cross I heard also said that with these three hairpins, you can urge the opponent who sank at the bottom of the Feilong Lake at the pilgrimage conference! As long as you can defeat that opponent, the seal of the Northern Regions can be lifted!"

"Yes, but the opponent pointed out in the cross is not a master, but a sword!"

Zhang Yang feels that his cognition over the years has been completely subverted at this moment, can this be a little more complicated?

How much enmity does the person who set the seal have with the Northern Regions? Will he die if it is simple Chinese?