"I haven't even dared to ask my real name, and I haven't heard anyone dare to call it directly!"

"Later, everyone called you Xiaoliang Wang, and then you were seventeen years old, and you were crowned king at the top of Liangshan, everyone called you Beiwang, and I don't know your real name until now!"

Yuan Tianfeng looked aggrieved, he really didn't know.

Looking at the north, you dare to call Ningbei by name.

I'm afraid that in less than ten minutes, there will be tens of thousands of cold knives to chop you into meat puree.

The cohesion of the King of Zhenbei in the north is unimaginable to outsiders!

Ning Bei smiled dumbly: "How is life in Kyoto, if you don't adapt to it, come to my side." ”

"Okay, you wait, I'll be there in the afternoon!" Yuan Tianfeng's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Ning Bei nodded: "Then I'll see you in the afternoon." ”

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Tianfeng put away his mobile phone and looked at the six black-clothed young men behind him, all of whom looked dumbfounded.

You must know that their Boss Yuan has already reached the peak of the Nine Rank God of War level, and he is only half a step away from being promoted to the throne.

On weekdays, he is in charge of the Kyoto garrison, but the majesty is unattainable.

Now he is happy like a child, which really makes the six black-clothed generals stunned.

Yuan Tianfeng got up and threw away the fishing rod and said, "Pack up your things, let's go to Bianjing, Lao Tzu is gone, resign, and go to play with my eldest brother." ”

"Deputy Yuan Zhenfu, this is not appropriate......"

The six subordinates next to him looked confused.

Dignified and pacified envoys, responsible for contacting the five major commanders, and also in charge of the elite of the Kyoto garrison, Nima said that if he didn't do it, he wouldn't do it, and he would be a child!

Yuan Tianfeng sneered disdainfully, anyway, if he didn't do it, he wouldn't do it, see who could do what to him!

With that, he went to pack up the cover rolls, went to Bianjing, and went to Ningbei.

The six subordinates looked at each other, one more confused than the other, and they all guessed in their hearts who was the person on the other end of the phone just now, and the only person who could make Yuan Tianfeng so well-behaved was the king of the northern realm!

Millennial genius, King of Beiliang!

The gods of war from Beiliang are all his subordinates, and they are all his diehards.

As long as Ningbei speaks, anyone from Beiliang will definitely obey the order.

Yuan Tianfeng wanted to run away, but was intercepted.

What's more, Yuan Tianfeng, one of the three major pacification envoys in the world, is in a high position, why don't you say that if you don't do it, you won't do it, make trouble!

As for Bianjing's side, Ning Bei returned the mobile phone to Zhao Huan.

Pei Gang wiped the cold sweat on his cheeks and realized that the characters in the SSS-level file were really not something they could check.

Zhao Huan was startled, knowing who the colleague he contacted was, it was Yuan Tianfeng, one of the three major envoys in Kyoto, the god of war, and the young man called him a little monkey.

The origin of this young man is too terrifying!

Who is he?

Ning Bei saw that Pei Gang had been checking on himself, and he was so troublesome, which alarmed them in the Northern Autumn Rain Pavilion.

He walked out of the hospital and said indifferently: "Ten years of silence in the north, eight thousand miles of clouds and frost; Sitting alone on the top of Liangshan, who in the world dares to be king? ”

Ningbei stopped and stood in front of the black car.

One sentence shook everyone.

Who in the world dares to claim the title of king?

How domineering!

Under the whole world, this sentence comes from the north, from the unicorn lord!

Zhao Huan's face turned pale and he lost his voice: "King of the North? ”

The four burly men were all stunned.

Sitting alone on the top of Liangshan, only one person can go up in the whole world.

That is the king of Zhenbei who is the talent of the unicorn, and Liangshan is his feudal land, but who doesn't know the military warriors?

At this moment, Zhao Huan and the others were all stunned.

When he came back to his senses, Zhao Huan was the leader, and finally understood who the white-clothed young man in front of him was.

The contemporary king of Beiliang, who is in charge of millions of tigers and wolves in the north, although he wears cloth clothes, he can cover a thousand years, and he is alone in the north for 8,000 miles, shocking the eight countries abroad.