"Kunlun God! Kunlun God! Kunlun God! In the middle of the distant sacrificial field, the Huns' Da Danyu raised his arms and shouted in the face of the hazy shadow of the Kunlun Snow Mountain in the distance, "Bless me Huns!" Bless your children! Kunlun God! ”

Huo Ling stood in the middle of the dancing girls, silently looking at the Xiongnu summer festival, although he couldn't understand the prayers in their mouths, but he could see them offering sheep heads, ox bodies, and praying for the sincerity of the Huns to be rich and carefree.

The birthday of the Da Yan clan is the day of the summer sacrifice of the Xiongnu every year, and Shan Yu values the Yan clan, so the scene is particularly grand.

She was sitting next to the throne, her hair in a bun, dressed in gorgeous Hun costumes, and the soft fur around her shoulders shielded her from the cool breeze of the grassland night.

She looked in the direction of the Southwest Qin Kingdom, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but Huo Ling felt the slightest coldness through that weak figure.

At this moment, Maudun Yinggo suddenly appeared beside Huo Ling.

"Do you want to stand there in a wolf's skin as warm as my mother, looking at me praying?"

Ingo said, and Huo Ling tilted his head to look at him.

"Don't forget, prince, if I dance well, let us go back"

Huo Ling stared at his solemn eyes and said, not letting go of every change in Yingge's expression, for fear that he would regret it.

"Heh, do you like to answer questions?"

Ingo asked rhetorically, as if smiling helplessly.

"No!"

Huo Ling replied directly.

"Hahaha......"

It seemed that Ying Ge had no intention of continuing to talk to Huo Ling, he set off and walked straight past Huo Ling's side, Huo Ling breathed a sigh of relief.

In the tent on the west side, Huo Xun was sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding the jade pendant on his waist and rubbing it in his hand, his jade pendant was exactly the same as Huo Ling's, I hope that no matter what, Huo Ling will not have an accident, he began to hate himself, at the critical moment, he was always unable to change anything!

And Yu Jue leaned against the wooden pillar, looking at the moon in the sky outside.

At this moment, the royal palace of the Yue Kingdom is setting off turbulent waves.

Extending from the main hall to the gate of the palace city, there are corpses everywhere, blood flowing like a river, there are only two people in the palace, Cheng He and Cheng Yi, Cheng Yi's hair crown is messy, his clothes and armor are splashed with blood, and he is holding a red-dyed sword, pressing towards Cheng He step by step.

"Someone! Someone! ”

Cheng He had already slipped from the king's chair to the ground, slumped on the king's chair.

He shouted, "Cheng Yi, you can't do this, now you can be arrested, and the Lone King will let you live!" ”

He himself was frozen there, his whole person was confused, as if the logic was out of order, crying and laughing for a while, looking at Cheng Yi, who was walking towards him step by step.

Cheng Yi finally stood in front of Cheng He, looking down at him, the tip of his sword pointing at Cheng He's chest.

His eyes were misty, and his eyes were full of pathos when he looked at Cheng He.

"Brother, I still remember when I was a child, I was naughty, deliberately splashed ink on my father's unapproved silk silk, he was very angry, he lifted a book Jane, and threw it at me very vigorously, and you pounced on me, protecting me, the book Jane smashed on your shoulder, and when I went to see you again the next day, your shoulder was bruised."

Cheng Yi said softly, the hand holding the sword trembling slightly.

"Brother, I've always respected you!"

"Hah! Hahaha! ”

It seemed that he had heard something funny, Cheng He covered his stomach and almost fell to the ground laughing, "I was for the favor of Father Bo, so that my father thinks I am sensible, what, do you still remember it?" What stupidity! ”

Cheng He was not afraid to point to the tip of the sword on his chest, and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Cheng Yi, I am a sinner who killed my father and killed the king! Be! I am! I admit it! ”

Cheng He grabbed Cheng Yi's sword and held it tightly, blood seeping out of his palm, "You are a son-in-law!" It's the Prince! Father likes you the most! I'll never get a chance to ascend to the throne! That empty has an ambition! I want to be strong and prosperous! How do I go about it! ”

"Then you don't have to kill your father and kill the king! I ascended the throne, and you naturally assisted me! You can still get your revenge! It's still going to be famous! ”

"Hah! Ha ha! Cheng Yi, do you think you can sit on this royal chair? You come to sit on the throne, sooner or later, the Yue Kingdom will be defeated in your hands! ”

After speaking, Cheng He snatched the sword in Cheng Yi's hand and put it on his neck the next moment.

"Brother!"

Cheng Yi exclaimed at the unexpected change.

"Since ancient times, I have become a king and a loser, I am willing to gamble and lose, you, do it yourself!"

The sword fell to the ground, Cheng He's blood splashed on Cheng Yi's face, Cheng Yi closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them again, he saw Cheng He's body collapsed on the king's chair.

Knowing the sound of Suosuo's footsteps rushed to the main hall, a group of soldiers were covered in blood, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they were all excited and smiling.

"My king is above, and the vassals are waiting for a bow! Congratulations to the king, you have done it! ”

Cheng Yi turned his back and looked at his dead brother, and there was a shout behind him from the soldiers who supported him to seize the throne after their success, but he was confused at this time.

In the early morning of the next day, the blood in the Yue Palace yesterday was washed clean by the menacing rain in the second half of the night, opened the palace door of the main hall, Cheng Yi Wang robe, walked out, before the moment of the last dynasty, he walked alone to the front of the high stone and jade steps in front of the palace, watching the rising sun of his new generation of Yue Dynasty slowly rise.

It was the sound of footsteps, Cheng Yi didn't look back, he guessed who it was.

"Thank you, Mr. Yan, for me."

Cheng Yi said.

"Your Excellency, you have done a great job, my lord."

"Hehe, I didn't expect him to calculate so deeply, but unfortunately, he gave the lonely king a chance, and the lonely king will not return the person again."

"What do you mean by the king?"