King Beirong sat there in shock, his hands and feet stiff, and looked at Yang Zheming's group. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even if Jiang Fenglan was standing in front of him alive now, he would not be as frightened and overwhelmed as he is now--that person, why is he here.

Yang Zheming reined in his horse, the army stopped in unison, and a person rode out from behind Yang Zheming and walked in front of everyone.

Gao Yihuai slowly stepped forward, the troops in front of him took a step back, he removed his velvet hat and beard, his rickety figure slowly straightened, and his originally turbid and old face slowly revealed a kind of high-spirited calmness, as if he had been hiding behind the scenes, and suddenly walked to the focus of everyone's attention.

Almost all the people of Beirong looked up at him, and their eyes flashed with disbelief.

King Beirong finally calmed down, stood up and looked at him, and said with emotion, "You are finally back, brother." ”

-- Ali Tuna Suan.

The real hero of Beirong, both civil and military, with unparalleled intelligence, led the army at the age of 20 to open up a large territory and established the status of the overlord of the Beirong Desert Northern Wasteland.

Almost everyone expects it, looks down on it, is fearless, no other prince can match it, and is the successor who was appointed early by the previous king of Beirong.

Su An is a goshawk flying high on the grassland, owning the entire sky, and is a hero in the hearts of the Beirong people.

He, Ali Tu Na Su Ying, is nothing more than dust under his feet.

- Only suddenly, the hero disappeared, disappeared into the barren grassland, and never appeared again.

There is no one in life, and no corpse in death.

The previous king of Beirong was heartbroken and finally died of depression. The new generation of Beirong King succeeded to the throne, which was Su Ying at that time.

Ali Tuna Su'an has become a pain that the Beijung people cannot resort to, and it has become a myth that cannot be mentioned.

But as soon as he returns, as long as he raises his arms and shouts, there will be a large number of followers, regardless of life and death, to obey his orders.

"Well, I'm back." Gao Yihuai's eyes were indifferent, like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes, retreated from the blood and strength of his youth, and there was a kind of indifference and meaninglessness left by the years: "Su Ying, in this position, you have sat long enough, and you are comfortable enough." ”

Su Ying stood on the high platform, her face was a little blue: "Su An, you are late, I am now the king of Beirong, and I am the successor of my father." ”

Su An raised his horse and opened his arms, "Su Ying, you look around, what qualifications do you have to call yourself the King of Beirong now." ”

His throne was on the line, his regime was in turmoil, and his army was torn apart.

Su Ying clenched her fists fiercely, turned her head sideways and said to Su He: "My son, now, we must cooperate." ”

Su He looked at Su An in the audience with an uncertain face, even if Su An's rumors had been suppressed by his father, he had heard about it, but he didn't expect him to be alive - he once suspected that it was his father who killed his siblings on the grassland.

But none of this matters. Su An is standing here alive, he is a more powerful threat than his father.

His gaze swept over the Beirong people in the audience, and they looked at Su An as if he was a legendary figure who came out of mythological stories, admiring and worshipping.

On his way to the throne, there is one more contender.

Su He gritted his teeth and waved his hand, and his own soldiers in the audience suddenly turned their horses and horses, and their swords were facing Su An's army, and even the archers around the altar turned to Su An.

The atmosphere on both sides was solemn and serious, and the atmosphere was tense and imminent.

The arrow turned around, the pressure on An Ning's body suddenly lightened, and he raised his head slightly to look at the confrontation army.

Gao Yihuai turned out to be the prince of Beirong.

It's really ridiculous, they Daliang people pretend to be Beirong people, and Beirong people also pretend to be Daliang people.

Why didn't she find out that the enemy who was the most threatening to Da Liang had always been by her side, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, diligent and capable, like a slave, if she didn't pay attention, she couldn't see him at all?

Compared with the young basket, as the once respected Prince Beirong and the expected successor, Ali Tuna Suan is the one who can compete with the king of Beirong, and has the ability to subdue the hearts of the Beirong people, military power, and political power, and consolidate his position.

Yang Zheming really took one step and counted ten steps, and she never saw through his true ambition - he found Gao Yihuai in a desperate situation through the memories he knew in his previous life, and the nature of the Beirong people to repay his kindness made Gao Yihuai loyal to him, and he could control the entire Beirong through Gao Yihuai, no, through the real Su An.

Therefore, even if the small basket is in her hand, he can still lay it out calmly and calmly, and still has no scruples and worries.

What he wants is the whole of Beijung, to surrender to him - never to destroy Beirong, never to help her.

An Ning looked at Yang Zheming from afar, Yang Zheming turned his head sideways and looked at her, his gaze was calm and gentle, as always.

It's time for this scene to fall.

Every person's nature, every truth, every secret hidden behind every story, should be exposed to the witness of the ice god.

King Beirong turned around suddenly, and wanted to grasp the wolf's head that was spinning on his armrest, as long as he moved the mechanism...... Suddenly, a knife rested on his neck, making it difficult for him to move any longer.

Everyone was shocked, looking at the queen of Beirong who was holding the king of Beirong hostage, the golden finch was hidden behind the beautiful veil, the blade in his hand was hideous, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Su Ying: "My royal husband, where do you want to go?" ”

King Beirong looked at the queen, his eyes flashed, and he seemed to know: "It's you." His eyes fell on Abu behind the queen, and his eyes showed anger: "Abu, you dare to betray me." "No wonder Su An was able to gather so many soldiers and horses so quickly.

-- All the enemies he had set up had come back together, and they had come back together for revenge.

He was once the queen and brother, as well as the people of Daliang.

Abu was also shocked when he saw Su An, and looked sideways at the Golden Sparrow: "What the hell is going on?" "They said yes, he supported her in the coup d'état, assisted her son in succeeding to the throne, and she gave him military power.

The goldfinch smiled: "Abu, do you really think that if I fall into the glacier, will the child still be saved?" Her gaze was cold and cold: "Do you think I will still be willing to give birth to a son for him?" ”

If it is not the son of the king of Beijon, whose son is it?

Abu took a sharp step back—she had lied to him.

King Beirong listened to it on the side, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Not my son? The tone seemed to be known for a long time, waiting for them to solve their doubts.

The golden finch moved in his heart, and the blade was tightened: "Naturally it's not your son." ”

Su Ying laughed, laughed slowly, and almost burst into tears: "It's not my son." ”

He waved his hand suddenly, and the hall behind the high platform suddenly opened, and the priest walked out slowly, carrying an unconscious child in his withered and old hands.

Small baskets.