"Protect the prince!"

Seeing this, Wei Ming was the first to come back to his senses, holding the knife in front of him with both hands, and took a step forward to take the lead in front of Zhu Ciyi, the king of Xin.

The thirty attendants who had been raised in King Xin's mansion since childhood, like Wei Ming, heard Wei Ming's order, and immediately stepped forward to surround King Xin, and their swords were all towards the giant beast that was approaching little by little.

Unlike King Xin, King Qi was standing alone on the bare hill at the moment, unprotected, and was even ruthlessly pushed and pushed aside by the attendants who rushed to protect King Xin.

King Qi was indifferent to the stupid heartfelt protector of the group of people who suddenly appeared around him, who wanted to protect his master, and even ignored the stupid heartfelt protector of another prince with a more noble status around him.

If it were normal, with his temperament, he was afraid that he would have dragged out the dozens of people in front of him who didn't understand the rules to teach him a lesson, and if he happened to catch up, it was not impossible to solve it directly on the spot when it didn't go well. But this time it was different, his attention was all attracted by the giant beast in front of him, and he had no time to pay attention to the actions of the little minions around him.

The giant beast in front of him, as if reborn from the ashes, was covered with silver-white hair without a trace of blemish, and its eyes were deep, and its fangs pierced out of its lips one by one, telling the longing for flesh and blood.

But these are not the things that frightened Zhu Huishu, the king of Qi, the most at this moment—what frightened him the most was the size of this beast.

The body length is more than three feet. If you stand upright, it's five stories high!

King Qi is in his prime, he has been in charge of the Dongyuan court for many years, and he has single-handedly established a drug supervision department that relies on squeezing the blood of witches to survive, and naturally has some understanding of the beast clan that has been entrenched in the Longji Mountains for many years and secretly protects the last pure land of witches. Therefore, he knew that the beast clan had always used its size to insinuate its ability, and to distinguish between status and bloodline purity by the purity of its coat color.

He has seen the gray-black hair and body length similar to the human beast "untouchable", in addition to the chest and limbs, the whole body is white, and the body is more than a foot of the beast royal bloodline, he has also glimpsed it from afar, when he was young, he even boldly predicted that the beast king was nearly two feet long based on what he saw and heard and the data records, and the whole body was silver and white, with no trace of variegation.

But the beast in front of him was much larger than the size of the beastmaster he expected. The huge soles of their feet slapped against the ground on the mountain, and with each step, the surrounding dirt sank into the ground about five inches into the ground, and the ground shook.

About ten years ago, when Zhu Ciyi brought back a mysterious boy who grew up in the mountains from Lixin City and raised him in the Tang Mansion to give him the name Tang Yinbrown, Zhu Huishu secretly investigated the child's background and knew that half of the beast blood contained in his body. But at that time, he only thought that Zhu Ciyi was a ghost and focused on training the dead soldiers, and he actually thought about using the innate brave bloodline in the boy's body to try to create a brave and warlike soldier, but he forgot how difficult the beast clan was to domesticate.

It wasn't until this moment, seeing the beast blood riot in Tang Yin's brown body and showing its original form on the night of the full moon, that he understood the true intention of King Xin who valued him so much and even gave him the surname Tang - he not only had half of the beast blood, but also the royal blood of the beast clan. He is the eldest son of the Beastmaster, and the sole heir to the supreme leader of the Beast Clan.

But it was obviously too late to understand this truth at this moment.

Zhu Huishu borrowed 5,000 soldiers and horses to Zhu Ciyi and Tang Jiashan, and afterwards personally led two people from the artillery battalion to help at Jiamen Pass, only worried that he couldn't stop the witch woman, but he didn't expect that what he should be most worried about at this moment was his own safety.

He didn't always carry a group of dead soldiers by his side like King Xin, and he would shrink into his "armor" whenever he was in danger. At this time, the only dozen guards and the remaining soldiers around him faced the giant beast that was approaching in front of him, their faces were pale, their legs were weak, and they only thought about how to save their lives, and they had no time to care about the safety of the older prince on the side.

King Qi is old, but his temperament is the same as when he was young - violent and brave.

He is a regent, he is greedy for power, and he has been above ten thousand people under one person regardless of the infamy of the world.

But unlike the greedy and death-fearing man who has always been in this position, he is a man who is frank and unrestrained—for he is ready to be beheaded at any moment in his sleep.

What is there to fear about death? Come to this world for a while, there can be a few in the history of clouds and rains like him, these dozens of spring and autumn years, he is content, so he is not afraid of death.

Therefore, in the face of the giant beast in front of him, he calmly pulled out the horse chopping sword in the scabbard with the pattern of double dragons playing with beads tattooed on his waist, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the giant beast close at hand, not retreating but advancing.

Zhu Ciyi, the king of Xin, who was hiding inside the human wall and witnessing all this, narrowed his eyes, and coldly watched his imperial uncle take the initiative to rush towards the king of beasts released from Tang Yin's brown body, and scolded "idiot".

Zhu Ciyi shouted and rushed towards the Sanzhang orc, but the sword he lifted failed to fall, the shouting stopped abruptly, and his body was slapped out by the huge soles of his feet that were almost the same height as him, and slammed into the ground five steps away.

Without looking at Zhu Huishu, who was lying in the distance without moving, the orc roared in a low voice and turned towards Zhu Ciyi.

At this moment, Zhu Ciyi no longer had the composure of watching the fire from the other side just now, and unconsciously took two steps back.

The dead soldiers surrounding Zhu Ciyi were not ordinary tools raised in King Xin's Mansion for assassination, but a dark chess hand that had been trained since Tang Yinbrown was taken to the Tang Mansion - these thirty people were carefully selected and trained day and night like a machine for ten years, just so that Tang Yinbrown could subdue his beast clan prototype if there was a beast blood riot one day.

Although the young thirty men could not have imagined that they would face such a terrifying enemy, at this moment they glanced at each other, and at the same time drew the three-section stick at their waists, and connected with the hands of their companions to form a steel chain. The chains were controlled by thirty pairs of hands in perfect harmony around the white beast, from its feet upwards, trying to lock its throat.

Realizing that the white beast was trapped in the chains under its feet, it roared, raised its front paws and hooked it back and slapped it again, and the two people who had already climbed to its elbows fell, bursting and dying at the feet of the white beast.

The remaining two dozen or so did not look at the bloody corpse of their companion in front of them, and concentrated on tightening part of the chain on their hands. In the end, the chains failed to lock the white beast's throat because its forelimbs broke free, but it was enough to tie its shoulders and back, forcing it to bow to Zhu Ciyi, the king of Xin. (To be continued.) )