The night was silent and the wind was bitter.

The river of the Apocalypse, which overlooked from the top of Xiaochun Mountain and filled the entire eye, was cut into thousands of mirror fragments by the wild wind.

Each fragment of the mirror reflects a complete Xiaoshan Mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the dispute over the "Golden Deer Princess" has fallen into the final dead silence.

The Great Khan, who gradually regained his senses, realized his gaffe.

At this point, he could not budge.

Behind Ning Yi, a red-robed figure holding a long sword slowly walked out of the darkness.

Ye Hong's face was expressionless, and he asked faintly, "Do you want to do it?"

Several steppe kings are like great enemies.

And Ye Hongfu's words...... I'm not asking the White Wolf King.

Instead, he was asking Ning Yi.

The woman clasped her arms with both hands, her slender fingertips lightly tapped the tassel of the hilt of the sword, and her eyes fell on Ning Yi.

As long as Ning Yi said the word "hit", she would not hesitate to do it.

Ye Hongfu doesn't care about any grassland forces, nor does he care about the relationship between the desolate man and the Great Sui, he only cares about whether his mind is smooth.

Ning Yi took the eagle group back to the mother river for the whole thing, she saw it in her eyes, if the "Urle" praised by everyone in the grassland didn't even have the real power to deal with this kind of affairs tonight...... She didn't understand, what was the point of Ning Yi sending these armaments?

If there is a fight tonight because of this...... Then she has to teach a good lesson, this group of unfamiliar white-eyed wolves.

Ye Hongfu looked at Ning Yi.

The latter thought for a moment and then said a word.

"Don't rush to make a move, wait a little longer. ”

Waiting?

Ye Hongfu's face was as usual, and she couldn't help but scold in her heart.

Mother-in-law's, mother-in-law, not like a man.

As a result, Ning Yi glanced at himself as if he had a mind-reading skill, and said again.

"You must think I'm not crisp enough. This one can't be fought yet. Strike now, it's easy to win but hard to end...... Since they have come here, the Eagle Regiment must take root in the Mother River. ”

After Ning Yi's secret technique gathered, a delicate voice behind him slowly sounded.

"Great Khan ......"

"Urle ......"

"Ladies and gentlemen......"

Princess An Lan, the delicate figure of the Golden Deer, slowly stood up.

She was as weak as paper in the wind of hunting, and could be blown away at any moment...... The Golden Deer King hurriedly got up and protected her in his arms.

An Lan smiled and patted her husband's chest, and said a few soft words.

The Golden Deer King's expression changed slightly, and he let go of her.

Her gaze swept around slightly, and she saw the hateful grassland kings, as well as the sparkling fires under the mountain, and the desolate people were gathering towards the "Little Ridge Mountain".

This turmoil has become more and more intense, and it has developed towards an uncontrollable situation.

The voice of rebuke rang out on the mountain.

"Demon Princess, what else do you have to say?"

The Black Lion King held the long knife, his expression was iron-blue, and his face was gloomy.

"The high platform on the border almost broke down...... How many brothers have lost their lives, and how many bones have been buried in the yellow sand?" The Great Khan clenched his fists, and instead of looking at An Lan, he looked at the Golden Deer King, and said every word: "Fu Li, it's still too late to know that you're lost." The brothers of the Golden Deer King Lord, they don't know about this yet-"

At this point, he stopped abruptly.

The rest of the meaning is already very obvious.

Fu Li!

If they know that the Golden Deer Princess is a demon spirit, then your Golden Deer King will not be able to stand it!

The golden-armored man, holding the banner, shook his head slowly.

He was about to speak, but touched what An Lan was looking back

eyes, heart suffocated.

After all, there is silence.

"I'll take care of the rest, okay?" An Lan smiled softly.

She gently broke free from the embrace of the Golden Deer King, crossed Ning Yi and Ye Hongfu, and came to the huge Golden Deer King Flag, alone, facing the furious six Prairie Kings.

"Thank you...... Urle. An Lan first saluted Ning Yi.

She smiled sincerely.

"Because of you, I have the opportunity to face all this alone. ”

An Lan's face became more and more "pale".

But it's not ugly, this white, like moonlight, makes the princess at this moment give birth to a poignant beauty that doesn't seem very real.

It's like a nightmare that only exists in dreams.

Or the full moon reflected in the mirror.

Then came the princess's soft voice, echoing in the wind at the top of the mountain.

"Yes. I'm a Nightmare ......"

A thousand-year-old dream can give birth to a spiritual demon.

Wandering the world, I don't know where I was born, I don't know where I'm going.

For the Nightmare, "memory" is the most extravagant thing in the world, and before you take shape, you are just a wisp of nothingness, maybe you live in the real world, or maybe you only live in a person's dream...... And how do you prove that you existed?

There may only be a meager memory that could be shattered at any time.

Maybe you can wake up from a dream.

Maybe...... It sank into obscurity, and its intellect was annihilated.

The princess raised her hand slightly, and in the midst of the wind, a ray of spiritual light swept into her palm.

She gently rubbed the bronze mirror, her voice warm and a little bitter.

"This mirror is the 'Spell Mirror', a sacred relic of the Demon Clan. ”

It is this mirror that allows the Dragon Emperor Hall to sense its own existence.

It's this mirror...... Let the layout person "Mirror Demon King" control every move of the mother river, and know the border intelligence well.

This mirror that drifted with her to the grassland was not a mortal thing, how could she not know?

Golden Deer King...... How could you not know?

"Humans and demons are not mutually exclusive. Fighting through the ages, hatred for thousands of years. An Lan's fingertips touched the spell mirror, splashing .asxs. dotted water streaks, she smiled and shook her head, "I never hid the message that I am not a desolate person...... You already know where I came from, don't you?"

This sentence made the faces of the six grassland kings change instantly.

An Lan was no longer soft, her tone became firm, and she smiled calmly.

As early as when she was taken back to the mother river by Fu Li, there were countless criticisms, countless contempts, countless spits, abuses, slanders, and insults...... No one here has ever really embraced her.

Some people say that she used witchcraft to confuse the Golden Deer King's account.

Some people ridiculed her for not being perfect, she was a slut in the northern border, abandoned after being humiliated by the demon clan.

Rumors spread everywhere in the steppe.

An Lan's ageless and delicate face is like a clear mirror...... It reflects the jealousy, meanness, and ugliness hidden in the hearts of the people of this grassland king's tent.

At the time of the wedding, several grassland kings directly came forward to oppose it.

It's just that at that time...... The Great Prophet is still there.

All the slanderous voices disappeared because of the attitude of the Great Prophet, and the respected "Prairie Sage" personally advocated the wedding of the Golden Deer King and the Princess.

Ten years ago.

The Great Khan found the Great Prophet and asked the sage, the identity of the Golden Deer King's quasi-princess An Lan.

He asked the Great Prophet if An Lan was a demon.

The Great Prophet told him truthfully.

Afterwards...... The message that An Lan is not a desolate person is no longer a secret in the hearts of the high-level leaders of the Prairie King.

Because of the Great Prophet

With an amiable attitude, several grassland kings tolerated this unruly wedding, and the Golden Deer King's tent was very peaceful after that.

The princess is extremely virtuous, knows right from wrong, and never says much, let alone interferes in politics.

Ten years after that.

The rumors were still there, but the princess never paid attention to them, let alone got angry, so these rumors broke down, left to fend for themselves, and gradually disappeared.

"Prejudice in the hearts of men...... It's a big mountain. ”

An Lan's fingers holding the bronze mirror trembled slightly.

She shook her head with a smile, pointed lightly at her chest, and said, "In the past twenty years, people's hearts have long seen good and evil clearly. I used to think that as long as I did well enough, sooner or later, you would accept it...... But today I realized that I was wrong. ”

"Prejudice is prejudice, how can it be moved in the slightest because of a person's efforts?"

A word of heart-wrenching.

Those steppe kings were speechless at this moment.

The mother river is the richest and most prosperous area of the grassland...... People who are born here have access to the best education and the best resources. They drank the best wine, rode the best horses, and ruled the frontiers in all directions, and how could these magnates, who had never fallen off the throne, really treat the poor and desolate people on the frontiers as if they were the same?

Can't do it.

And the jealous woman who was also born in the royal tent was jealous of An Lan's appearance, and jealous of the border woman climbing the golden branch, how could she accept such a stranger with humble blood and unknown origin to become a princess?

This rumor born of jealousy may be silent because of time, but it will never dissipate because of time......

The longer the time, the quieter it becomes.

But...... Always there.

......

......

The sound of the wind in Xiaoshan Mountain has changed from small to loud.

An Lan's ears echoed the abuse and ridicule of the year.

She was slowly remembering...... When I was enlightened, those fragmented memories wandered in a dream.

She's not a desolate.

She's a big demon.

Those rumors that scolded her as a demon concubine are not slander...... After tonight, the spitting will be loud again, and it will be louder than ever.

Ignoring the common opposition of the Seven Great King Banners, the Golden Deer King married a demon concubine.

Leaking intelligence.

Betraying colleagues.

Fornication Demon Domain.

These scolding voices will also spread in the mother river...... Everything that happened to me back then will be the same, reflected in my husband.

His own man, but the lord of the banner of one party, but he wants to become the lord of the next Great Khan.

An Lan held her breath lightly and made up her mind at this moment.

"This is the end of it...... I don't want to justify anything. ”

The princess pressed her middle index finger together, and her fingertips gently ran over the mirror of the incantation.

"Tonight, let me give you an explanation. ”

Snort.

Fingertips burn with ghostly blood.

An Lan stabbed the blood at the center of her eyebrows with her fingertips, and her snow-white skin instantly turned away, and the scarlet blood fell to the ground, giving birth to hot smoke.

"This is my ...... Since the enlightenment, all the memories. ”

A drop of blood on the eyebrow dissolves on the spell mirror.

The mirror surface ripples layer after layer.

The head of the small mountain is shrouded in this layer of blood-colored mist, as dreamy as a mirror.

The treasure mirror refined by the Kunpeng Great Sage unfolded a picture scroll of rippling divine souls—

Sparkling.

The tides ebb and flow.

An Lan held the spell mirror high.

She said aloud: "Today, I will open this heart to you. ”