A friendly state visit.

Externally, this is the pronunciation of His Excellency's visit to the Northern Empire.

The reason why an old otaku who has been living in Kyoto for more than 40 years visited made it impossible for many people to guess.

In the past six months, there have indeed been no more disputes between the Northwest Military Region and the border area between the Nanguan Pass in Northern Xinjiang, and both sides have exercised considerable restraint.

Perhaps, a final resolution will be signed to delineate the boundaries of the dispute between the two sides.

If there is no border dispute, there may be major changes in the military arrangements of the two countries, and the transfer, transfer, and arrangement, and the interests are so great that it is obvious that it is a good thing for both Dongyue and Northern Xinjiang.

For other countries, this is bad news, especially in the neighboring countries, where the pressure has suddenly become very great.

Many analysts are waiting for the news to come to fruition, and until the final results are available, everything is speculation.

If the disputed zone were so well demarcated, there would not be so many disputes over international borders.

This is all kinds of speculation from the outside world, in fact, the purpose of this trip, Dongyue has a little caution, and Beijiang is also a little apprehensive when he takes this stick.

At this moment, the ice and snow cave is like a powder keg between the two countries, the problem is solved, both sides are happy, the superior and the others die in the cave, and the doves of peace on both sides will instantly turn into black crows.

"It's a test, my sincerity, your price."

He sat on a wooden chair, smiling, and did not show any nervousness.

"Song Zhongkai, are you gambling?"

In the thick windbreaker, full of top masters of the two countries, Uyaturanto's face was slightly gloomy, and he spoke word by word, trying to find a trace of other expressions from the face of the honorable man.

"Turanto, it's funny, your vision is still the same as before, just a blue skin, if it weren't for the late birth, I would really like to see how powerful the existence that rampaged in your northern frontier more than three hundred years ago is."

"That's not an ordinary relic creature, it can control thunder and lightning, and it can kill people with your hand, hehe, I'm really worried that you will die in it."

Let the great master of Dongyue suffer a few dark losses, Turanto will be very happy, but if the opponent's monarch is killed in the northern Xinjiang, it will be difficult for him to bear it, and the military region located in the northwest of Dongyue will be expanded in an instant, and the army will go north.

"With me, no matter how strong I am, I only need Grandmaster Yan to help swing a knife."

His Excellency's voice was light, but one sentence made everyone in Northern Xinjiang change color.

One sword can slash the great power of the relics, which also means that one sword can kill them, even if they are at the top level of cultivation, they can't help but feel a strong fear of Song Zhongkai in their hearts.

The powerful limiting ability is far more terrifying than the killing martial arts.

Even if he fights with Situ Xuankong, no matter how bad it is, he desperately escapes, there is always a possibility of getting rid of it.

Provocation Venerable, once discovered, there is no possibility of escape, the supreme power of Dongyue has always arranged a great master in Kyoto, even if the body is crazy, the outside world has spread wind and rain, over the years, few people have dared to really explore the bottom.

"Since you are so confident, then I will wait and see, I am timid, you can sign this contract."

Uya Tulanto waved his hand, and a contract was sent, except for the content of some transaction items, many of them were statements such as the lack of responsibility in Northern Xinjiang, if it was really Song Zhongkai who fell in the ice and snow cave, he could still occupy the righteousness and get a few deviations.

"Done"

After flipping through a few pages, he signed his name.

The handover ended briefly, and other specific matters will be clarified by the two sides in three days.

"Two children, meet again, look good."

"Yes, thank you for your treatment at the beginning" Xu Zhi hugged his fists and stabbed Yan Jinbai again: "I'm saying that you look very good." ”

"Haha, this is all thanks to Your Majesty, I am in good health now, I can run, jump, and sing, Your Majesty, if you don't dislike it, I can give you a singing performance."

was slightly explained by Xu Zhi, and he immediately understood, and hurried to salute immediately.

"Singing, good."

It was obviously difficult to see something on the faces of the great grandmasters and Yan Xingxia Li Huaien and others, the two small ones were different, Turanto wanted to ask two sentences to find out, but he didn't expect Yan Jinbai to recommend himself, which was not easy to refuse.

"It's still a short time before the opening of the cave, I'm really looking forward to listening to you sing, do you need an instrument troupe? I have some instrument masters outside. ”

"No, no, I'll just sing it, I'll give you a paragraph."

Yan Jinbai waved his hand again and again, as a singing lover, he had never used any musical instrument troupe, and he never brought a soundtrack.

Turanto just made a gesture of please, Yan Jinbai was not afraid at all, let go of his voice and began to sing.

Just as the pear blossoms are blooming all over the world, the river floats with a soft light veil;

She stood on the steep shore, singing like a bright spring light.

The girl sang a beautiful song, she was singing the eagle of the steppe;

She is singing about her beloved, and she still has her lover's letters.

Turanto's warm smile gradually stiffened, the familiar lyrics were northern folk songs, but the completely out of tune melody, and the rather harsh and ugly singing voice, made Turanto feel as if he had heard some strange tribal song.

Two words of evaluation: ugly.

Three-word evaluation: It's really ugly.

To four words: very ugly.

The atmosphere in the caravan suddenly changed a little weird, everyone had a slight smile on their faces, and occasionally shook their heads, as if they were listening to the song carefully.

Although the space in the caravan is limited, only more than 100 square meters, this is probably the highest stage in Dongyue and Northern Xinjiang.

The eleven great masters of Northern Xinjiang, the four great masters of Dongyue, one of the second of Dongyue grandmasters, and one of the third of the grandmasters, it is difficult to have such an occasion to gather all these big people.

Yan Jinbai sang very carefully, relying on the help of homophonic words, he specially covered a folk song from Northern Xinjiang.

This was the gift he was going to give to Uyabagura, and he took it out in advance.

It was a pity that Bagula was not present.

Xu Zhi looked at the great grandmasters and the top-notch masters sitting around him, all of them had smiles on their faces, but their hands occasionally grabbed their blades, pinched them for a while before slowly letting go, and there was a trace of apprehension in his heart.

They are used to it, and they are immune to Yan Jinbai's tune, but these big shots

You must know that even the fair-hearted elves couldn't help but want to smash Yan Jinbai with food.

After the four-minute folk song was sung, Yan Jinbai kept saluting around, and a burst of applause rang out.

"In the future, I will develop more cultivation abilities" Turanto patted Yan Jinbai on the shoulder, his face full of approval.

"I will definitely work hard, thank you Your Majesty Turanto, thank you for listening to the song I sing, if you like it, next, I will sing you a folk song of our Dongyue."

"No, no, no, next time, next time."

Turanto touched his beard before continuing: "The cave is about to open, we are still ready, next time you come to Northern Xinjiang, I will give you a big stage for performance." ”

"Thank you so much for your generosity, I'll be sure to sing you something better next time."

After saying this, not only the people in Northern Xinjiang breathed a sigh of relief, but the people in Dongyue were finally relieved.

"I'd rather go hard, I don't want to listen to this kid sing."

"His magic voice swirled in my head, and I suddenly forgot how our ballads were sung, and I almost shut up my hearing."

"I'll call the musical instrument troupe to come in and blow twenty times to brainwash."

The great masters of Northern Xinjiang were communicating in the rear in a low voice, and the people of Dongyue were slowly moving forward.

In front of them, a large gray mist emerged, and the familiar divine stone grinding disc slowly pulled open the black hole-like space.

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