Turning over a steep mountain, I looked back and saw that on the cliff behind me, there were dense strange peaks and strange rocks of different shapes and shapes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Xin Yao and He Xuan walked in the entourage of the emperor's attendants, and it was the first time for them to see such a pleasant stone scene, their steps were brisk and excited, and they just wanted to jump and walk happily.

Huge stones in a myriad form, some like wild beasts, roaring up to the sky and overlooking the valley; Some are like birds, spreading their wings and swooping down on their prey; What's more, it is like a living thing, changing different directions to view, and the appearance is also different, which is really strange and magical, which is breathtaking.

Everywhere I went was precipitous, I thought that I had climbed over this mountain, and there was a mountain waiting for everyone, but after reaching the top of the mountain, it was as flat as a shovel, showing in front of me, it was a vast grassland, and I couldn't see the edge at a glance, and before I knew it, the big team had set foot on the land of Daiguo.

Outside, the vast grass is soft and elastic, like stepping on a huge piece of green silk woven by heaven.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields, and the earth exudes a fragrance. As far as the eye can see, the colorful flowers are like colorful clouds, falling on the green meadow.

Such a beautiful scenery like a flower and a dream, better than a fairyland on earth, no wonder people will scramble for it, so the Northern Dynasty is always turbulent and not peaceful.

The emperor came down from Luan's car, dressed in luxurious and clean clothes, heroic, and greeted the emperor by the envoys sent by the monarch of the country, and the cronies of the great chieftain of the Xianbei tribe, as well as several nobles in power with the highest rank in the country.

Looking at this envoy of the country, several ministers looked a little familiar, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, burly and strange, the bare skin on the arms was dyed by the sun into a rusty color with a dark luster, a large knife was tied next to the sturdy waist, and the metal material on the handle of the knife was finely carved, which looked a little delicate, which was somewhat inconsistent with the biao figure of the envoy of the country.

This familiar envoy of the country is the Tuoba Wanlie who was sent to Jiangdong by the king ten years ago to offer the Xianbei Holy Pearl.

Maybe Tuoba Wanlie ten years ago was already rough and mighty, with a rough old age that was extremely inconsistent with his age.

Now ten years later, Tuoba is not much different from ten years ago, and even under the modification of time, his skin is still more delicate, and it seems that he has lived quite moisturized in the past ten years.

"See the emperor!" Tuoba Wanlie bowed his hand to the emperor, which can be regarded as a salute.

Tuoba Wanlie as a messenger of peace, his attitude is not too polite, he still remembers the prison feud ten years ago, and has never forgotten the injustice of the general's family, over the years, Tuoba Wanlie has been haunted by the hatred, never forgotten the hatred.

Therefore, Tuoba Wanlie's tone at this moment was not humble, and even seemed a little arrogant, and he didn't even bow down when they met for the first time.

"No courtesy." The emperor didn't notice the unfriendliness deliberately shown by Tuoba Wanlie, and he only thought that the northern men were all straightforward and cheerful.

"The emperor traveled hard, traveled tirelessly, set up a banquet on behalf of the king, and specially picked up the wind and washed the dust for the emperor." Tuoba Wanlie did not continue to compliment the emperor more, he said straight to the point.

The emperor nodded slightly, and walked in the direction of Tuoba Wanlie's gesture, and suddenly, a roar from Luo Wenhou sounded in his ears.

"Bold! Seeing that the saint didn't quickly take off his mask, what kind of body he had become! Luo Wenhou's scolding seemed to be particularly harsh in such a deliberately created harmonious atmosphere, and the current atmosphere immediately changed from harmony to tension.

Following Luo Wenhou's gesture, he saw that Luo Wenhou was pointing at a warrior behind Tuoba Wanlie, and the other party didn't expect Luo Wenhou to suddenly scold.

This warrior is General Che of Daiguo, I heard that he is not a member of the Xianbei tribe, but he has entered the knighthood by virtue of his military merits, and the people of the clan are all in awe when they hear the prestige of General Che, and the enemy army is terrified when they hear the prestige of General Che.

Because General Che wears an iron mask all year round, he is also revered as the iron-faced god of war.

He conquered everything, invincible, and now the king can eradicate the different parties and return to the tribe, all relying on the hard work of General Che, the whole country respects General Che very much, the honorable leader appreciates General Che, and the common people love and respect General Che.

As long as it is on this boundless prairie, no one dares to wipe the edge of General Che, and no one dares to fan the territory guarded by General Che.

Luo Wenhou's roar suddenly made the whole atmosphere tense, and the guards surrounded the emperor one after another, tense in all directions.

At this time, Luo Wenhou's ninth lady, Yin Shu'er, was gently pulling the corner of Luo Wenhou's clothes, shaking her head at her husband, and signaling Luo Wenhou not to cause trouble.

Luo Wenhou patted the back of Yin Shu'er's hand without fear, reassuring her that his love for Yin Shu'er surpassed that of any other woman, and this time on the northern tour, Luo Wenhou only brought one family member, that is, the ninth lady Yin Shu'er.

Luo Wenhou was thinking about how to create a chaotic situation in his heart, and this chaos was best caused by the other party, the more severe the situation, the better, and it was best severe enough to provoke a small-scale fight.

Luo Wenhou was thinking about how to continue to provoke the incident to be bigger, and the more chaotic the situation, the better, so that Luo Wenhou could take advantage of the chaos to attack the emperor.

"This is the general of the war god of the country, and he has been showing people with this iron mask all the year round, and the same is true when he meets the acting king, and I ask the emperor to forgive me." Tuoba Wanlie introduced that since Che Feiyu followed Tuoba Wanlie to Daiguo ten years ago, Che Feiyu has shown his skills and made many miraculous feats, and has become a Xianbei god of war under the recommendation of Tuoba Wanlie and the appreciation of the acting king.

"You acting as king, hehe, what identity? Do we want to compare our noble emperor with your mere royal king? Luo Wenhou smiled contemptuously and said coldly.

Tuoba Wanlie was really angered by Luo Wenhou's contemptuous attitude, he clenched his fists, and his green tendons burst out.

Che Feiyu didn't want to stir up trouble, he quickly took off his mask, and a long eye-catching scar on his forehead abruptly extended to his left cheek. Che Feiyu can't remember when he started wearing a mask, and he can't tell why he refuses to take off the mask for so many years.

Maybe it's because of the ugly and scary scar on his face, maybe it's because he doesn't want anyone to see his expression, he doesn't want people to guess his heart through his facial expressions.

Although Che Feiyu quickly took off the mask, it was too late, and Tuoba Wanlie impulsively pulled out half of the knife, and the sound of the sharp blade rubbing against the metal scabbard sounded particularly harsh in this situation.

The piercing sound seemed to be infectious, and in an instant, the samurai on both sides scrambled to draw their swords.

The atmosphere was tense to the extreme, the guards and elite soldiers smelled the murderous aura and stepped forward to protect the emperor, and the civil officials and ladies realized the danger and hurriedly retreated to the rear.

Only Yin Shu'er stood in place, staring at the face that appeared under the iron mask in a daze, motionless.