The desolate wolf howls for a long time.

It seems that the situation is settled, and in an instant, the rioting Huns are calmed into silence.

When the Hun Air Force fighter group arrived in the sky over the Thirteen Cities, it had already lost the trace of the Great Snow Dragoon Warriors.

And in the thirteen cities of the Xiongnu, the ruins and wreckage are rolling.

A bombing raid, because of the riots, caused far more damage than fifteen fighters could achieve.

The Great Snow Dragoon, with only fifteen fighters, trampled the face of every Hun into the mud with a domineering and arrogant attitude, as if the artillery fire bombarded all over the city, and it was simply bombarded on the face of every Hun.

Everywhere in the city, fireworks were attacking.

The air was filled with a choking smell.

One by one, the Huns prostrated themselves on the ground in devotion and shock, their foreheads touched the ground, and the wolves howled incessantly, and everyone could not afford it.

This is the power of faith above the royal power!

Faith has accompanied all the Xiongnu people, generations, deep-rooted, and is deeply rooted and engraved into the blood and bones.

The wolf roared, and as soon as it appeared, it awakened the awe of all the Huns to their instinctive beliefs!

In the entire thirteen cities of the Huns, if there is anyone who ignores the wolf roaring at this time, there is only one person!

Inside the royal palace.

The wind and snow howled.

After experiencing the drastic changes just now, the wind and snow in the palace have now become fierce and solemn, revealing an incomparably rich desolation.

Xixinghua's face was pale, her steps staggered, ignoring the wind and snow, and hurriedly ran towards the palace.

She ignored the guards who were prostrate on the ground in the cage.

At this moment, her mind is full of her father.

The wind and snow cut on the face, as if it was about to cut the skin of the face, and the pain was unbearable.

It's a pity that Xing is clenched at this moment, her red lips are tight, her face is full of worry, even if running wildly will aggravate the pain of the wind and snow on her face, she has not slowed down the slightest pace.

Along the way, she could see the palace guards and servants kneeling on the ground because of the howling of wolves.

These people, prostrate on the ground, even ignored the cherished star as a princess.

Xixing ignored everyone, this wolf howl was too weird, Rao herself didn't know why there was such a wolf howl inside the Huns!

But just now she clearly heard the voice of the King of the Huns, echoing through the palace, and crying in grief!

Maybe...... This wolf howl has something to do with my father, right?

Xixing thought in his heart, but the top priority was to ensure the safety of his father!

Everything is because of her, as a human daughter, if her father is in danger at this time, she will not be at peace in this life.

Finally.

The cloak and snow rushed out of the palace.

Under the wind and snow.

The lights are dim.

The palace that was originally majestic and solemn on weekdays has now become extremely lonely and desolate in the rippling sight of the stars.

The howling of the wind and snow that intensified in the sky, as well as the sound of the wolf's howl that still echoed, were like an elegy for this glorious palace in the past at this moment.

"Father's ......"

Xixing Bei bit his red lips tightly and walked up the steps step by step.

The entire palace fell into a dead silence at this moment.

When Xixing finally stepped up the steps, the scene in the palace of the king came into view.

She was stunned, and the scene in front of her was like thunder, and it crashed into her eyeballs with a bang.

In an instant, Xixing had a feeling of ten thousand knives and a huge pain!

Tears welled up in his eyes: "Father......"

Xixing wailed and rushed into the palace.

At this time, the king of the Huns was kneeling on the ground in a depressed manner, still maintaining the movement of raising his head and opening his mouth, and the two lines of blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes flowed down his face, seeping and terrifying.

At this moment, the Hun King no longer has the majesty and majesty of the past, and the whole person is like a walking corpse, and his body is full of extremely strong twilight and old age.

Xixing sat down in front of the Hun King, hugged the Hun King, and cried: "Father, Father, Father......"

The sound of wailing echoed through the palace of the king.

The Hun King, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled violently.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at the crying star in his arms, his eyes filled with blood slowly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth turned up.

Such a change is creepy and chills in the back.

But the Hun King murmured slowly: "Demon girl...... Thanks to the blessing of the ancestors, this wolf roar has solved the urgent need, otherwise the collapse of the royal court today will be in front of you......"

"Father...... Father......

Xixing's thoughts were churning and chaotic, and when he looked up and saw the sad smile of the Hun King, his heart was like a knife, and his body was like oil!

In her opinion, the hideous horror on the face of the Hun King at this time was just the twilight of the hero, the unwillingness and loneliness of the old man.

Xixing trembled his hands, holding the face of the Hun King, his red lips spurted, and the pear blossoms brought rain: "Father, your eyes ......"

"It's okay, it's out of the way!"

The King of the Huns shook his head, his blood-colored eyes were full of relief, and the smile on the corner of his mouth did not fade: "Ancestor bless, ancestor bless......"

Meanwhile.

The desolate wolf howl that echoed the heavens and the earth gradually decayed at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared from heaven and earth.

The entire thirteen cities of the Xiongnu were completely buried in the silence hidden by the wind and snow.

Xixing's eyes flickered, and he was stunned.

She spoke slowly and asked in a low voice, "Father, this wolf howl...... What the hell is going on? ”

Hear the words.

The Hun King was stunned for a second, his blood-stained eyes flashed, and he glanced at Xixing.

Immediately, he smiled and said, "Ancestor bless, ancestor bless!" ”

Xixing's expression was in a trance for a moment, and he was stared at by the King of the Huns, as if his heart was hollowed out in an instant.

With her intelligence, it can naturally be seen that her father's eyes just now are clearly hesitant and concealed.

But this Nuo Da Huns, the place where I was born and raised, have been twenty years, what are the secrets I don't know?

"Don't ask, don't ask! The ancestors blessed well, so that my royal court would not collapse and fall into hell, my unfilial descendants, there is still a chance, there is still a chance. ”

The king of the Huns does not intend to continue to say more to the stars in this matter: "There is this wolf howl, enough for the royal court to stabilize the situation, as for the hundred tribes to join forces, give up, cherish the stars, this matter has to be given up at least temporarily, the top priority is to keep the Xiongnu country inherited from the ancestors, continue the lineage of my royal court, everything today, if you are still eager to advance, the people of the Huns will turn into fierce beasts, and our Hun royal court will be eaten alive." ”

"I ......"

The starry eyes twinkle.

But the blood-stained tiger eyes of the Hun King were suddenly condensed.

He said in a deep voice: "No matter what you want to say, but it is about the royal court, this matter, my father will not allow you to be the master anymore, this time it is the blessing of the ancestors, if you don't cherish the blessing of the ancestors, then my royal court will be destroyed, and you deserve it completely!" ”

"Yes, Father."

Xixing lowered his head, but his heart was full of doubts, this secret ...... What is it?