"The duke's big thing is not good..."A person hurriedly rushed outside the door, in a hurry, the duke, who was immersed in studying the intelligence on the board, suddenly raised his head, sank the corners of his eyebrows, and mistakenly thought that it was the information in the intelligence, and had rushed to the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

The door opened, and the marquis under the Yuezhi gate panicked and asked for help again and again.

Mr. Tiangang sat precariously and swallowed, fearing what the Marquis was about to say?

The visitor fell to one knee and bowed repeatedly, "Oh no, Duke, something happened to the seven nights." ”

When I heard that it was my adopted son for seven nights, my brows were solemn and sank for three points, and I was in a fog.

The comer began to talk endlessly about the seven nights, about saving Kunpeng in Zhubi Mountain and Yue Chongshan Mountain, and hurting the imperial pastor of Great Xia.

Babbled for a long time.

"Alas!" Mr. Tiangang spit out, holding his head and lying on the board for a long time.

What worries him is not that Qiye will be hurt in this grudge, but that the information that is happening on the south bank of the Yellow River right now, and the information at the foot of Fengfu Yumen Mountain has upset him.

At this time, the adopted son made this happen again, which made his mind confused for a while, scratching his ears and cheeks.

Under the case, the marquis was full of indignation, hoping that the duke would give a solution, and it was difficult to escape the catastrophe in seven nights.

Because in Kunlun City, the Great Xia clan is eager to repay, he can think of what kind of punishment will be suffered by Qiye this time, with a sad face, looking forward to the clouds in the drought.

After a long time, Yuezhi Tiangang spit out, very unhappy. Take another breath and get up and leave the armchair.

Holding a teacup and a pestle by the window, looking out the window at the clouds and mist, hundreds of miles away from the field of Osi, under the vast snow all day long, there was a wail from time to time.

The undead of the Northern Wilderness who died tragically in the field of Oss did not stop howling for a day.

"This thing has not been done well in Qiye, and he deserves to be punished, whether it is out of benevolence or righteousness, whether it is to rescue the birds and protect the calves..."

"Just let him stay in the mansion for a few days. "Simply.

"Duke!" the Marquis of the Sect trembled, and here, he pressed all his hopes on the Duke of Yuezhi.

"Don't discuss this matter more, Ye'er acts recklessly, doesn't know the general situation, you also know that the Great Xia clan is doing things, and they will report it, this big move, not satisfied with the Duke of Great Xia's revenge to punish Qiye, I'm afraid it will be difficult to calm down." "Turn around.

"Just let him stay in the mansion for a few days, reflect on himself, a little flesh injury, nothing!" sighed.

"Yes, Duke!" bowed.

"Now that the demons are rising, the mountains, seas, and the world are bound to set off a storm, compared to personal grievances, you must have self-discipline and take into account the general situation. "It's boring.

"Yes, Duke!"

"There's news of clouds. "Ask again.

"The forces of the two clans have been mobilized and sent to find the whereabouts of the palace master, and to take them back to Kunlun City. Answered.

Yuezhi Tiangang sighed, flipped through the information on the board, and became more and more solemn, even more worried than hearing about the incident of the Seven Nights.

"You Yan's intelligence is bound to be related to the movement of this battle, even if the Sunset Alliance disrupts the Kunlun Festival and the Yellow River Festival, it is only a three-inch snake fight, and it can't hurt the general. If the demon clan rises, the mountains, seas, and the world will inevitably set off a storm, and my great Kunlun immortal cultivator clan is afraid that it will be difficult to sleep from now on. "Close the information.

"Stand down, there's any more information coming in time. "Command.

"Yes, Duke!"

"Also, you go and tell the nightingale that don't worry about the matter of the seven nights, he should bear some punishment, let him reflect on the fault of this matter, in order to settle the grievances between the Yuezhi and the Great Xia clan, and don't do anything stupid and excessive, it will only make this matter more complicated, and the old man really has no energy to take care of these trivial things now!"

"Yes! The comer promised, and reluctantly withdrew.

The other side.

Lonely City Winter Tibetan Area.

The base where each legion is located.

Bactrian Legion.

In one cell, there was a shrill cry, hoarse.

Through the doors and windows of the cell, a group of clansmen dressed in python suits were abusing a fiery red bird, tightly binding their beaks, hanging upside down in front of everyone, plucking one feather after another, preparing for hardship.

On the other side of the cell where the birds are imprisoned.

An unkempt, decadent, bloodstained scar trembling as he struggled to endure the Kunpeng bird coming out of the cell on the other side, howling and hoarse.

Regarding the rash shooting down of the Great Xia Imperial Pastor in Zhubi Mountain and Yue Chong Mountain, today's ending was known at that moment, and the Yuezhi people did not come to visit them at all.

Except for the Kunpeng in the next cell, he was worried about whether his loved one, the nightingale, would do some drastic behavior at this time, and prayed from time to time.

The iron door opened.

A few days ago, the Duke of the Mansion heard that Qiye had injured his sister-in-law, the Imperial Pastor of Great Xia, and his anger was so great that he almost skinned Qiye, and ordered Qiye and Kunpeng to be imprisoned in the Great Xia Military Headquarters. Knives, saws, axes, and tortures.

Let Qiye understand how much he has to pay for his reckless move and how much he has to pay when he touches the interests of Great Xia.

Today is the first day he has stepped into the cell to see how the Seven Nights have been.

"Humph!" the Duke of Mansion spat out, but there was no one in his eyes.

Qiye smelled someone coming, and lowered his head lower, not daring to look up.

Silently, I looked at Qiye from beginning to end, and no part of my body was complete, and the scars imprinted on my body and face were dense, blood gel, and cocoons.

He looked at it for a while, and when he saw that Qiye looked decadent and lifeless, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Before going out, he watched his youngest son in another cell, unloading one of Kunpeng's toes entirely, urging him to scream without blinking his eyelids.

The youngest son, Daxia Yutian, was raging at Kunpeng in a rage, and turned to leave.

Great Xia Yutian. Kunlun City Daxia clan, the youngest son of the Grand Duke Daxia Ba, this one's charm looks similar to the Duke of Daxia Qifen, his behavior and character, mentality, and style are the same, at this moment he is angry with his clan brother, and was injured by a member of the lower pavilion clan, and tortured Qiye and Kunpeng ventingly.

opened the cell door and walked to the cell of the Seven Nights, dragging a large pair of iron scissors, dangling it, trying to make him see more clearly.

He raised his head and looked weakly at the half-sized Daxia Yutian in front of him, this brutal personality that did not match his height and age.

"From the moment you hurt my brother, you should know what the consequences will be if you move the people of the Great Xia clan!" he said aggressively, throwing one of Kunpeng's toes forward, so that Qiye could see it more clearly.

Suddenly, it was shocking, but it was also helpless.

"It's not over yet, you are a mountain and forest sect, a member of the lower cabinet clan with a bad bloodline, if you don't teach you a lesson today, you will forget your identity forever!"

The servant stepped forward and pulled the Seven Nights' calves forward, revealing toes of different lengths, and the Great Xia Yutian moved the big iron scissors forward. Next to the toes of Qiye, his face was ruthless, and he cut off three of them neatly, and a shrill howl resounded throughout the entire location of the Winter Tibetan Legion.

Holding a loved one on the other side, the nightingale looked at the Yuezhi Mansion with tears in her eyes.