Cheng Yanjin and Wei Chi Jingde led more than 10,000 Tang Dynasty soldiers to slowly return to Pingzhou City with the body of Baima Yicong in Far East City.

"Shen Lang!"

Li Xiuning stepped on the heavy snow and rushed out of the Pingzhou City Gate.

But what came into view was the shocking corpse, but there was no person in the heart.

"Lu Guoguang, where is Shen Langren?"

Li Xiuning asked loudly at Cheng Yanjin in front of him.

"When we captured Anton and slaughtered the remnants of Jiancheng, Shen Lang led these soldiers of the Northern Liang Army to pursue the Turkic iron cavalry."

"By the time we reach the Far East, there will be a mountain of corpses in the city, and there will be no more blood-armored generals."

Cheng Biting Jin burst into tears as he spoke.

"Did he die in battle?"

Li Xiuning stared at Cheng Biting Jin and Yu Chi Jingde fiercely, and asked hysterically.

"Please, princess, the body of the blood-armored general has not been found in the city. We followed the horse's hoof mark all the way, and saw corpses all over the ground in the Turkic frontier, but there was no body of him. ”

Wei Chi Jingde hurriedly explained on the side.

"And where the hell did he go?"

Li Xiuning asked with red eyes.

"The blood-armored general should have entered the Turkic steppe alone."

Wei Chi Jingde silently lowered his head as he spoke, and tears couldn't help but burst out of his eyes.

Snowing heavily, fighting alone.

Shen Lang killed himself in the vast grassland, even if he was not killed by the Turkic Iron Cavalry, he would freeze to death in the cold and snowy grassland!

A bad premonition spread rapidly in everyone's hearts in an instant.

"Okay, you blood-armored general, are you so reckless that you don't even care about this princess?"

Looking at the heavy snow, Li Xiuning roared with great anger.

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, her weak body collapsed to the ground.

At this time, Shen Lang, under the guidance of Liu Monong, stepped on the heavy snow and galloped on the grassland.

In the hinterland of a canyon, Shen Lang saw rows of yurts.

"This is your Turkic stronghold?"

Shen Lang asked in a low voice to the beautiful woman in his arms.

Liu Monong nodded slowly, and two lines of hot tears slipped down.

Then torches lit up one after another, and a group of women armed with scimitars slowly walked out of the Turkic camp.

Although the woman at the head was dressed plainly, she could not hide her proud figure.

The dignified and elegant woman slowly walked towards Shen Lang, her face full of smiles like a spring breeze.

Although the snow was falling heavily and the wind was cold at this time, the woman in front of her gave people the warmth of being in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Queen Mother!"

Looking at the woman who was close at hand, Liu Monong couldn't help but exclaim.

Two hot tears instantly pierced her blood-stained cheeks.

As her words fell, Shen Lang couldn't help frowning.

Queen mother?

Could it be that this is Princess Yicheng of the Sui Dynasty?

"Who's coming?"

Princess Yicheng glanced at Liu Monong, couldn't help but look at Shen Lang, and asked coldly.

"Compared to you, you are the princess of the former dynasty Yicheng, right?"

Shen Lang looked Princess Yicheng up and down, and couldn't help but say again and again.

This Princess Yicheng is not only in figure but also in face, and is very well maintained.

Although the north wind of the grassland was cold and the weather was cold, her cheeks were white and red, and there was no trace of time.

Especially the plump and delicate body, like a ripe peach, exudes a deadly temptation.

What's more, her otherworldly temperament is even more admired.

At this moment, Shen Lang finally knew why she was able to sit firmly in the position of the queen of the grassland.

No matter what kind of imperial power changes the Turkic steppe has undergone, this princess Yicheng is firmly in the position of queen.

She was married to four Turkic khans, but sadly, all four khans did not seem to live long.

Therefore, the aura of the princess is too strong, Kefu!

What's even more domineering is that she first married the Turkic Qimin Khan, and then successively married the three sons of the Qimin Khan.

She is simply a fresh meat harvester, a typical old cow eats tender grass, she is even more Xiao Yaxuan than Xiao Yaxuan!

If this kind of woman is filmed as a joke, she is simply a scumbag among scumbags!

But at this time, she faced Shen Lang and the three thousand white horse righteous servants, but she did not have the slightest panic and fear.

"I'm Princess Yicheng, but who are you?"

Princess Yicheng raised her handsome cheeks and asked at Shen Lang, that powerful aura had not diminished in the slightest because of the change in the battle situation.

"Queen Mother, he is the Blood Armor General."

Liu Mo tightened his silver teeth and said with the anger in his heart.

As her words fell, Princess Yicheng's face instantly turned pale.

"You are the blood-armored general who killed tens of thousands of my iron horsemen on the banks of the Weishui River! Now that he dares to break into my Turkic camp, he is simply killing himself! ”

Princess Yichen said to Shen Lang with great domineering, and the endless killing intent on her body spread out in all directions.

"Didn't your queen mother wake up? Why don't we go sleep for a while? Save to disturb her sweet dreams. ”

Shen Lang said and slammed Liu Mo's slender waist on the first floor, leaned to the root of her ear and said slowly.

The incomparably hot breath hit the base of Yang Shuang's ears, and the tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body.

The strange feeling made her even more weak, and she almost couldn't help but cry out.

At this time, her blood-stained cheeks couldn't help but be rosy.

"Bold child, you dare to be disrespectful to my princess of the prairie!"

Listening to Shen Lang's incomparably frivolous words and looking at his obscene expression, Princess Yicheng's heart couldn't help but be filled with endless anger.

Facing the aggressive Princess Yichen at the moment, Shen Lang's heart was very unhappy.

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, he fiercely inserted the bright silver gentian gun in his hand into the grassland land.

I saw him pick up Liu Monong, turn over and dismount.

"Jieli Khan is dead, and none of your Turkic iron horsemen have been killed by me, so what arrogant capital do you have now?"

Shen Lang walked up to Princess Yicheng as he spoke, reached out and grabbed her arm, and pulled her into his arms fiercely.

"Ahh

With an exclamation, Princess Yicheng then threw herself into Shen Lang's arms.

"Hurry up and make some delicious food for you, or I'll strip you naked and have enough!"

Shen Lang shouted at the women around him who were armed with scimitars.

Then, he put his arms around Princess Yicheng with one hand and Liu Monong with the other, and strode towards the Turkic camp.

The invincible momentum of the world and the arrogant pace made the surrounding Turkic women stunned in place in an instant.

Shen Lang's heart almost flew away!

This mother and daughter are simply the best in the world.

Shen Lang hugged left and right, hugged this superb mother and daughter flower, and swaggered into the yurt!

And the three thousand white horses looked at Shen Lang who was hugging left and right, and his tight cheeks couldn't help but slowly relax.

A smile appeared on their lips.