readx;?“ I have lost everything, family, friends, but the flower of faith has always bloomed in my heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Qili said to Ye Feng reverently, which made Ye Feng feel pity for this woman in his heart, but under his heroic body was a weak heart.

Ye Feng gently helped Qili up, stroked the sword and said lightly: "My three-foot cold blade has beheaded many people, but your brother has nothing to do with it."

Qili laughed at Ye Feng's misunderstanding, she sneered, and she said lightly: "I haven't seen Erac before, how can I be sad for him." ”

Ye Feng couldn't help but be a little curious when he saw that the girl in front of him was not as fanatical and irrational as other believers saw him.

Ye Feng said: "That's me abrupt. ”

Qili continued: "I don't mean anything else, I just can't bear my brother's death. ”

Ye Feng smiled and nodded: "But this world is like this, and I don't have any way at all..."

The gentleman's smile was full of helplessness, and the apology was greater than the helplessness.

Ye Feng put away his smile and said solemnly: "I have always been a direct person, I won't say more, now there is a matter related to the life and death of the Huns, I must discuss it with you." Don't mind, right? ”

Qili looked at the rising sun outside the window, felt the warmth of the first rays of sunlight on her face, and said with a warm smile: "Lord Apostle, if you have anything, just say it, don't care about my attitude." ”

At this moment, Ye Feng didn't know how to speak, but this was indeed the moment of life and death, if he couldn't master the huge power of the Huns, this power would die out with the passage of time.

Baranbo, one of the Thirteen Saints, and Ye Feng's most trusted general, Uldin, stood aside, along with the kings, Angus, the captain of the Hook Sword Poor Mercenaries, and the rest of the Twelve Saints.

They all pricked up their ears and began to listen to Ye Feng's words.

Ye Feng raised his head and held the hilt of the knife in his hand, the sunlight reflected from the hilt, a dazzling halo. Ye Feng lightly opened his lips, narrowed his eyes and said, "King Huns, long live!" ”

When Ye Feng was talking about the King of Hungary, he suddenly grabbed Qili's jade-like hand and raised it high.

Everyone's eyes shrank sharply, their pupils narrowed, and when Ye Feng stood up and shouted Long live, everyone was shocked in disbelief.

"It's... This! ”

Qili said in disbelief, her pupils were the same as the rest, her black eyes shrank violently, her body jumped violently, and the jade peak on her chest also trembled.

Ye Feng just saw this from the angle he stood up, and Ye Feng stared greedily until Qi Li violently broke free of Ye Feng's hand.

Qili said a little angrily: "Deng Ji Xiqi is the second in line of succession, right?!" ”

There was a hint of panic in his voice.

Ye Feng tried to hide his disdain, sat down again, Ye Feng scratched his head and said, "But he is already our enemy, and he is also a false believer. ”

Qili, who stood up, was still a little uneasy and nervous, and she was still a little uneasy that such great authority and glory were about to be handed over to her alone.

Ye Feng knew how she felt, so he put his arm on her shoulder, trying to comfort her, but Qili's body shook violently. Qili is obviously the first time she has been in contact with a man, and it is still such an intimate physical contact.

Ye Feng couldn't help but blush, he let go of his hand, and then began to say: "This is a very important matter, only devout believers can do it!" ”

Qili seemed to have made a decision after a fierce struggle in her heart, her expression flickered, and finally she mustered up the courage and closed her eyes and said with difficulty: "I accept it!" ”

Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Sure enough, I didn't misread you, Qili, the king of kings, the master of the grassland, long live!" ”

Ye Feng was no longer shy now, he raised Qili's hand arrogantly and shouted loudly. Qili's face was covered with red glow, like a setting sun.

"King of the Prairie! Banzai! ”

"Hooray!"

And all the kings shouted with a tsunami.

Aldaric and the kings were also worried that Ye Feng would not be able to control the Huns, so it would be difficult to carry out the expedition.

In this way, Qili simply became the king, and with the support of Ye Feng, she became the king of Hungary. But it's not that simple, there are not so many ceremonies to become the king of Hungary.

But since the advent of the Holy Religion, the rites have become more complicated, and in order to become a king, you must be crowned by the apostles, and the throne can be universally recognized by the believers.

The new ladies recruited began to settle in Attila's wooden palace, and rows of court maids stood on both sides of the palace doors, and flowers and potted plants were placed in the palace.

The pollen that exudes a charming fragrance fills the air of bliss, and the palace is simply a paradise of bliss, fragrant buds.

Outside, however, there was a solemn atmosphere, the air seemed to be filled with the smell of fear, and the armored guards on both sides of the road were holding long swords with serious faces.

At this time of celebration among the people, a steady stream of Huns came to this place from their homes, and they were all excited when they received the news from the herald that the long-awaited Qili had been given the throne of the Huns.

The boiling crowd was crowded, and the crowd came to the front of the palace, black flags fluttering, and black flags everywhere, except for the gray armor soldiers, were black flags.

The wind was blowing, flags were flying, and the crowd was excited. Ye Feng was dressed in a golden robe, and Qi Li was dressed in white, with a waist and a tight chest.

One side and one heavy crown, made of pure gold, without gemstones, was lying quietly on the velvet red pillow, and Ye Feng was sitting quietly on the high-headed holy chair.

The triple crown was a little heavy and abnormal, which made Ye Feng a little uncomfortable, Ye Feng held the handle of the knife, and looked at Qili who was walking slowly with solemn eyes.

Kings and a group of people of high standing stood before the red road in order of rank.

The road dyed red with tree lacquer symbolizes the blood-colored thorny road of becoming a king, but Qili is dressed in white, as Qili approaches.

The crowd kept kneeling.

The first is the Foreign Legion Commander kneeling, the Anglo Legion Commander Brandon wears his trademark Anglo helmet, holds a fish swallow pattern tomahawk and holds the fish swallow tomahawk in both hands. A look of respect, and a look of piety in his eyes.

Then there was Bren the Jute, and Angus, who knelt down and held a Dakia hook sword.

They were followed by several viscounts, Andy the Cunning, Bruce the Wolf, Carl the One-Eyed, and Carey the Silencer. Like their nicknames.

Andy the Rabbit looked around slyly, Bruce the Wild Wolf looked murderous, Carl showed a hollow eye, and Carey the Silent looked down and ignored it.

Then there were the kings, Ardaric in a simple linen coat, Fred the Lombard king in heavy armor, Chris, the king of the Hrulli in light clothes, and Zeni the king of the Suebi in silk coats.