"You may not understand, but in our Beijung tradition, as long as I propose a duel to Su An, as a strong man, I can't refuse, and refusal is a sign of cowardice. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" His eyes flashed brightly, as long as Su An duel with him and the final winner was contested, he would be the last heir to the throne.

An Ning frowned, Gao Yihuai was already so old, if he fought alone, he would definitely not be able to beat the young and powerful Su He. But this is a duel between their Beijung people, what does it have to do with her?

They killed each other, and she was happy to see it.

Su He looked at her expression and smiled: "Princess Anning, if I become the king of Beirong, I can negotiate peace with Daliang and promise not to invade Daliang's territory again, how about it?" ”

How--start to find a way to buy her now, An Ning sneered in her heart, is it true that she doesn't understand everything, and she wants to gain her trust if she has no evidence, how can a beast that has been stained with flesh and blood change to a vegetarian diet?

She felt a pain in her heart, she believed in Yang Zheming, what was the result?

In Yang Zheming's plan, he has always hidden from her, and the exchange of the king of Beirong is still a major hidden danger for Daliang, and there will never be a day of peace on the border.

She was betrayed and used, but she became someone else's stepping stone and almost died here.

With the exact same fate as in her previous life, she will always be the one who is abandoned.

She hated it.

She can't let Su He get out alive, Su He and Su An, she can't let them live.

Su He's hand holding her trembled slightly, and he repeated: "Where is the antidote?" ”

An Ning was stunned for a moment, at first she thought he was too excited, but now she suddenly found that he was enduring the pain - the poison of Drunken Huayin had attacked, penetrating deep into his limbs, and he had to endure the pain caused by Drunken Huayin's drug addiction.

With a move in her mind, the knife flashed, and she had already swung her dagger, Su He suddenly let go of her hand and took a step back.

As soon as An Ning escaped from Su He's grasp, he turned around and chose the passage where he came, but Su He didn't chase after him, but turned back to the priest and ordered: "Catch her, don't let her die." ”

She is his extremely important talisman, with Princess Liang Anning in hand, those Liang people have scruples to lead Su An.

The priest jumped down the high stone steps and landed on the ground, as if he could hear the bones of his body and legs shattering. But he still walked unhurriedly towards the road, like a puppet pulled by a thread, without feeling pain or hesitation and exhaustion.

In this palace of the king of Beijung, under the control of the priests, there is almost no way to escape.

Seeing the two disappear into the dark passage, Su He sat down slowly against the stone wall, trembling his body. The toxin attack was so violent that he could barely control himself, and he had to get the antidote.

An Ning rushed into the corridor, but she didn't slow down, she remembered the route they had come, and remembered that the priest had closed the mechanism along the road. She just needs to follow this path and find a safe way out.

She turned back, and at the other end of the passage, the priest had already walked slowly, and he suddenly stopped, and with the scepter in his hand, he suddenly lifted an inch off the ground and fell heavily.

Bang -

An Ning didn't notice what it was at first, and the next second, a square hole opened in the ground beneath her feet, and she fell down.

Yang Xi's body fell into the air, instinctively grabbed the edge, the dagger in his hand fell off, and the ping-pong collided with the stone wall and fell into the dark underground.

An Ning's little hands clasped over the edges, her body clinging to the rock wall, her feet kicking on the wall, and she heard the priest's footsteps getting closer and closer.

How deep is it down there?

When the priest finally reached the edge of the stone wall, he stretched out his hand and bent down to grasp the peace. An Ning immediately let go of her hand.

She fell into the darkness, her body falling on a slope, and continued to slide faster. The ground glowed white, and she could almost see the depths of the tunnel, full of sharp ice cubes, shining like blades.

If she falls on those ice cubes, she will either die or be injured. An Ning closed his eyes tightly, there was no place on the stone wall for him to stay.

"Yang Xi." Suddenly, with a low call, her body fell into a cold embrace, and a pair of hands wrapped around her waist.

It is the breath of Yang Zheming.

Yang Zheming clasped her waist, grabbed an iron chain with his other hand, and slowly slowed down the speed of his slide.

Before Yang Xi could react, the two of them slipped out of the dark slope, rolled to another passage, and finally fell into a stone chamber.

The two rolled all over the dust, An Ning coughed and raised his head, Yang Zheming was pressed under her, and the whole person fell heavily to the ground, frowning in pain. The two came back to their senses for a long time, and An Ning asked, "Why did you come in?" ”

Yang Zheming was very embarrassed, and his clothes were torn everywhere, as if he had escaped. His voice was low: "I found a way, and I came in." He couldn't tell her that he and his people were all separated in order to find her.

His hand clasped tightly around her waist: "Are you hurt?" An Ning got up from his arms, moved his hands and feet, and shook his head: "No." ”

The two were speechless for a moment. Life and death were separated on the altar, and I almost thought that we would never meet again, but now that we are suddenly reunited, the mood at this moment is so complicated that it is indescribable. What's more, both of them are injured and embarrassed, and it seems that there is no need to say anything superfluous.

Yang Zheming suddenly looked up, and An Ning followed his gaze - in front of them, there was a stone platform. In the center of the stone platform, there is a wooden box.

And amazingly, a huge white wolf curled up on the stone platform, staring at them with a deep gaze, its paws resting on the wooden box.

Two large living people rolled into its territory, but the white wolf did not move.

Yang Zheming pondered, the goldfinch is raised as a nine-headed white wolf and almost goes in and out together, has always been inseparable, living near the glacier. Is this wolf the legendary tenth white wolf?

In ancient times, it has always been "Chongjiu", nine is the pole number of the yang number, which is the largest number in the ancient language, and the same sound as "long", and it is the number of nine that has the meaning of auspicious joy. The emperor's tribute and the construction of the palace gate were all made with the number of nine.

Although the number "ten" has the meaning of fullness and perfection in the ancient language, it is not respected by the people. Because there are ten suns in ancient myths and legends, the first nine suns have been shot down by descendants, and the last sun left behind because of other vermilion birds also has the meaning of loneliness.

If the tenth white wolf appears, in the legend of the Beijon Ice God, it means that a disaster will befall you.

Yang Zheming also saw the white wolf for the first time, looked at it carefully and said, "It turned out to be a she-wolf." An Ning was surprised, and Yang Zheming pointed to the wolf's abdomen: "It's pregnant." An Ning looked carefully, and sure enough, she found that it had a round belly, and it turned out to be a pregnant white wolf.

It just lay there, and it seemed to struggle to even get up.

It's going to give birth.