The fire crow soared in the sky, its keen eyes choosing the best path forward for Qin Ran. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Avoid the King of the Prairie and meet with the Earl of Shirin in advance.

Qin Ran knew very well that with the emergence of the special event [Battle of the Heirs], all disputes had shifted from Thunder Fortress and Lerdry to the son of the 'wolf' and the son of the 'dragon'.

If the former wins, everything will become irretrievable.

It was a disaster for both the aborigines of Warren and Qin Ran.

Therefore, Qin Ran will try his best to let the latter win.

It's just that when he saw the camp where Count Shirin was through the fire raven's vision, he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

The camp in the field of vision, not big.

At most, there are thirty or fifty people, and they have nothing to do with the so-called 'support'.

Of course, when it comes to the king of the grassland, no matter how many ordinary people are involved, it is useless.

It's just that being in a weak position and having a day and a half without any 'layout' is something that Qin Ran can't understand.

With the help of the fire crow's vision, Qin Ran could be sure that there were no ambushes around him, nor was there any sign of any mysterious power.

However, it is not without the slightest gain

In the middle of the camp, Qin Ran saw a huge rectangle covered by a piece of white linen.

"Is it some secret weapon?"

Qin Ran guessed.

Qin Ran never dared to underestimate the family that had once been a strong man on the battlefield, even if this family seemed a little lonely, and one generation was not as good as the next.

Emaciated camels are bigger than horses!

Qin Ran has always thought that it is a wise saying.

When it was still about a hundred meters away from the camp where the Count of Shilin was, Qin Ran walked out of the shadows, he looked at the team of four guards standing in front of the camp, and directly reported his name.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have no ill will!"

"I'm 2567, and I'd like to see Count Shirin!"

Qin Ran said loudly.

The name 2567 was followed by Jenny. James's death and solo breakthroughs, as well as his efforts to stop the steppes from moving south, have become quite famous.

At least, the guards in front of me had heard of it.

After saluting Qin Ran, the guards left quickly, and then quickly returned.

"Lord Count is waiting for you in the center of the camp!"

The guard said.

But Qin Ran keenly noticed that there was something wrong with the other party's tone.

The same is true of the expression.

Even if he tried his best to cover it up, Qin Ran still saw a trace of sadness.

A bad feeling rose from the bottom of Qin Ran's heart.

A guess suddenly appeared in his mind.

Speeding up his pace, Qin Ran walked into the camp, and he didn't need others to lead the way at all, Qin Ran easily saw the Earl of Shilin.

Young, handsome face, straight, straight body, standing in the camp like a javelin.

The silver armor, the scarlet cloak, and the long sword at the waist made the opponent's handsomeness with an obvious heroic aura.

She has long blond hair like Mary, with a shawl down her shoulders, and her blue eyes that have a more mature sense of wisdom than Mary.

Regardless of gender, the person in front of him is three or four points similar to Mary.

Of course, it was Mary who grew up without freckles.

"I've seen Count Shirin!"

Qin Ran stroked with his right hand. chest, made a knightly salute that was not too marked.

Then, I'm ready to say what I mean.

The matter was urgent, and Qin Ran didn't plan to go around the bend.

Going around the bend is not Qin Ran's character.

But before Qin Ran could speak, the Earl of Shilin opened his mouth with a smile.

"You want to fight alongside me?"

The other party asked.

"Hmm."

Qin Ran nodded without hesitation.

The grassland king alone, and the one who has a powerful help to the other party, which one to choose, Qin Ran naturally knows.

The previous grassland king, who showed his strength a little, had already made Qin Ran understand that the other party's strength might not be as good as that of the big marsh.

But if there is a fight, the odds are still five-five.

Qin Ran didn't mind increasing his chances of winning.

"Thank you for coming...... You can face danger, but you are brave enough to move forward, and you are worthy of your reputation. ”

Count Shirin kept a smile on his face, and there was undisguised appreciation in his expression.

However, he still rejected Qin Ran.

"But, this is my battle, and I beg your pardon for not allowing you to participate in it - I've been waiting for this battle for too long, and there is only one winner among the children of dragons and wolves!"

Earl Shirin's words suddenly became serious, with a categorical meaning.

Then, with a lift of his hand, the young earl grabbed the linen that was covering him.

Pull hard.

Wow!

In the sound of the cloth cutting through the air, Qin Ran saw something that had been hidden under the linen, and when he saw this thing, Qin Ran's heart sank.

Coffin!

A coffin made of stone, without overly elaborate decorations, only the Shirin's family emblem on the coffin lid: the Flying Dragon Chapter.

The dragon that spreads its wings and roars in the sky, even if it is carved in stone, still has the dignity and pride of a dragon.

It's like ...... The young earl in front of Qin Ran.

A day and a half, the other party did not waste.

The other party let most of the entourage and soldiers retreat.

Then, this sarcophagus was prepared.

As the opponent, the king of the steppe waited quietly, and when Count Shirin was fully ready, he set out from the camp and came to 'go to the appointment' to fight.

There are temptations between each other, but more of them are tacit understandings.

The subtleties are enough for anyone to explore and sigh.

In fact, if he saw such a scene from some books, Qin Ran would definitely sigh at the determination and bearing of both sides, but when he was in it......

Are you sick!

Knowing that the opponent is a stronger existence than you, he still cooperates with the other party.

Are you interpreting how to write the word "death"?

Qin Ran roared almost from the bottom of his heart.

Qin Ran wanted to question the Earl of Shilin in front of him.

But he knew that he couldn't ask anything, and the sarcophagus next to the other party was the answer.

A person who has put his life on the line, if he doesn't want to tell you anything, then you really can't ask anything.

Call!

Qin Ran took a deep breath and adjusted his emotions.

"Family honor is so important?"

He asked.

It's just a temptation, and I don't expect the other person to answer.

But to Qin Ran's surprise, Count Shilin answered.

"More important than life!"

"Ever since I was born, I knew I had a fateful opponent, and I was taught to know how to defeat him, but unfortunately ......"

"The descendants of the dragon, the bloodline has thinned with reproduction, and I, my father, and my grandfather cannot even reach the ten percent of the ancestors, on the contrary, my opponent is becoming more and more powerful, it has a fertile grassland, and can strengthen its body and sharpen its minions!"

"And I, what I have is only the power and brilliance of the ancestors in the books!"

"I didn't inherit the strength of my ancestors, but I inherited the glory of my ancestors!"

"Son of the Dragon......"

"Never look down!"

Airplanes!

The last words seemed to be a cry from the depths of the young earl's soul, and a slight sense of oppression appeared on Qin Ran's body.

In Qin Ran's ears, he heard the dragon groan.

A high-pitched, sky-high dragon roar.

In Qin Ran's eyes, he saw the dragon shadow.

Unreal, like a bubble in water.

It seems that as soon as the wind blows, it should disperse.

But he stubbornly condensed over the camp, looking at the opponent who showed his figure on the horizon.

Like a substance, a giant white wolf that has almost come to life. (To be continued.) )