Yellow-mouthed children, babbling nonsense.

This attitude is a great humiliation for anyone who has ambitions and wants to achieve great things.

"That's not what Mr. Lan said!" Hetugia's face was embarrassed, and the red blood stains were a little hideous.

The understatement is full of sophistry, but it is not like the ability of the rumored Fengyang prince.

"Damn bad old man," Feng Mingxie sneered coldly, perceiving that the blood stains were flowing down Hetujiya's cheeks and down his neck and touching his fingertips, sticky and greasy, the man suddenly raised his lips and smiled, "Then your little highness, you have to remember, Feng Mingxie was able to do it ten years ago, and he will not be merciful and soft-faced after ten years, and the territory of Dayan is not something that can be touched by the strong soldiers of Beirong." ”

The slender fingertips slid down Hetujiya's neck to the beautiful color of the brocade clothes, and fell on the hanging gold and jade plate: "Thanks to your gifts, these silver needles wander in the body, tormenting this king, but I Feng Mingxie has a bad temper, I don't like to endure hardships and prefer to get it back from others," what kind of medicine is bitter and loyal to the ear, don't listen to or listen to Wang Ba's recitation, only your own words in this world are the golden rule, "So this king, now come to borrow something from His Royal Highness." ”

The owner of the fingertips was joking, Hetugia looked angry but unwilling to attack, and the bag that was originally covered around his waist was suddenly empty.

"You dare!"

Such a successful act is simply a bandit act!

The little prince sensed Feng Mingxie's intention and shouted, twisting his elbow and struck back hard, but it seemed to touch the soft palm, his body was involuntarily pushed forward by the force, and the quicksand under his feet stumbled, the angle of Feng Mingxi's push away was very exquisite, and the young man only saw a colorful halo flashing in the corner of his eye, and his body was already held by the soldiers who rushed up.

Looking back, the man who was dressed in Qingfeng Yunlan was already a few feet away.

"Your two brothers, one was imprisoned Pan He, and the other was in the inner garden of the Hanged King's Court three months ago, it seems that in addition to the great trouble in his heart, he can sit back and relax, but the Mengwu Department has already united with the six battalion guards to make a comeback to rescue Prince Gaoleqi, oh no, it is the former prince," Feng Mingxie blinked, angry and angry, "Pheasant Xin City is besieged, and the Shanqi battalion has sent 50,000 troops, of which 1,000 are stranded in the desert, 20,000 have been transferred from Turan to Geyu Beach, and the rest have been detained and busy. Therefore, Yang Keshan did not intercept the army that came to the rescue, and there were many people in Beirong's border defense.

A siege under the city can make it clear to the self-righteous authorities who are loyal to you and who is disobedient to you in the 16 defenses.

Feng Mingxie's words were unhurried, as if he was just talking to himself.

Drink –

Hetujiya gasped violently when he heard this, he looked at Feng Mingxie who was pacing in disbelief and seemed to be defenseless in the yellow sand, does this man know what he is talking about?!

Hetugia was telling Hetugia that this embattled battle was not about a pheasant city, but about the hearts of the people behind Beijung, who were looking for ill-intentioned people for his enemies—

It's ridiculous!

No, it's not ridiculous at all.

Hetujiya was cold and trembling, and the implication of Feng Xiaowangye's words was that he knew all the engineers, border defenses, and the situation in Beirong better than Hetujiya, and even every move of the barbarian royal court was under his nose.

It's scary.

When the little prince had this thought, he felt that the night in the desert was so cold and biting, that it was difficult to move even a finger, and the stinging pain in his eyes had a certain hot touch, and he suddenly wanted to ask—why did Feng Mingxie tell him about these conspiracies and precautions that were likely to kill him—

Beirong is in turmoil, they should be satisfied!

But His Royal Highness opened his mouth, but his words changed involuntarily: "Feng Ming Evil," he called out to the figure of the head of the moon, "Was the Great Khan ...... back then?"

Feng Mingxie squinted his eyes and interrupted very facelessly, he knew what Hetujiya wanted to ask, and he, he had no intention of giving a reply at all, the black cat that had been circling at his feet jumped into the man's arms in a funny way, making the emperor's relatives add a little swagger but elegant and calm.

"I advise Your Highness, this king has a small heart and a bad temper, and he doesn't like others to covet her, so if you look at her more, don't ask for another eye."

The man seems to be good at using such a soft and lazy tone to describe the light and breezy emotions, but every word is his warning.

Hetujiya realized that this guy had been waiting here for a long time to watch Lu Yixuan ambush the army and besiege them in Wuhuaimen, and the "she" in his words would not have a second person except for the little girl who was delicate and suitable and had stars in her eyes.

His Royal Highness pursed his lips and jumped on the horse, raised his hand to wipe away most of the dried blood on his face, the scar and pain in his left eye were diluted by the rough wind and sand, and he couldn't help but look back at the black mountain ridge with a wave of his whip, and the unbridled brazenness of the fire turned into a miniature of the aurora, and the unscrupulous Feng Xiaowang of the Great Yan Dynasty and the mountain girl of the Duke of Wei's Mansion were guilty, ha-

Beirong's horse team gradually drifted away, and the sand and dust gradually stopped.

Feng Mingxie's body staggered slightly, his fingertips quickly covered the corners of his lips fiercely, and the six men felt uneasy and struggled to the ground from his arms and meowed, "Click", blood stains dripped from his fingers, and Dongting, who was waiting on the side, was shocked and immediately grabbed the man's stumbling figure.

"Lord Wang!" He was shocked, "You shouldn't be tired and running around before the old disease is cured, why do you need to go there in person like such a barbarian!" (-Vinegar literature released the fastest) "Feng Mingxie was unstable in his blood for the past few days because of the silver needles in his body, so he deliberately suppressed it, and on the surface, he actually hurt his bones.

In Dongting's view, Hetujiya is one of the culprits who provoked the master's life to be so worse than death.

Feng Mingxie grabbed the sleeve of his shirt and tried his best to relax the tightness of his body, and he kicked the corpses on the ground, which were the soldiers who committed suicide without hesitation when Hetujiya gave the order, like a loyal allegiance that sacrificed his life and forgot to die: "You have seen it all." ”

You've seen it all.

This sentence seems to refer not only to the actions of the little prince of Beirong, but also to Feng Mingxi, as a relative of the emperor, towards the enemies of the Dayan Dynasty.

Dongting glanced at it, the blood was evil, and he wanted to say it again: "You...... You shouldn't take your subordinates with you. ”

His duties and instincts contradicted each other, and between Hetujiya and Feng Mingxie, Dongting seemed to touch the unknown side of men, and some secrets that he had never heard of or even dared to think about were about to come out.

Mr. Lan.

The Mr. Lan in Hetujiya's mouth, according to Dongting, was the teacher of the Great Khan, and after the Khan's death, he became Hetujiya's benefactor, and he was the emperor of Beirong who was well-respected by everyone, and the old man had never taken half a step out of the Beirong royal court, but why, Feng Mingxie's words seemed to have known him for a long time.

The little prince looked at Dongting's troubled look, he wiped the blood stains on his lips and said, "This king can trust you, and you can't say anything to you." ”

Dong Ting's eyes suddenly lit up, a little agitation was fleeting, he was ashamed of his contradictions, he shouldn't question the secret and reason of the master: "Can you tell General Huiyang from your subordinates?" ”

"No need, General Yang will withdraw his troops from the city in two days."

Dong Ting was stunned, could it be that Feng Mingyi and Yang Keshan had already made a premeditated plan early in the morning, and he was still confused: "My subordinates don't understand, Hetujiya is a problem in my Dayan's heart, why don't you take this opportunity to kill him?" ”

Beirong will inevitably be hit hard without the backbone, and the people will be torn apart and the people will not be able to make a living.

Feng Mingxie coughed lightly and stabilized his mind, only to feel that the red pain in his chest gradually subsided, he raised his hand and stroked the sideburns of the tall horse, and the horse snorted: "Hetujiya has been recuperating in the past ten years, and he is better than the two brothers in terms of ability, if he is unexpected, then the comeback of Gao Leqi will be in power alone, he is too similar to his father, reckless in military force, and careless of human life, and then the surrounding Fanbang will not have a good life." The man reached out and pressed on Dongting's shoulder, "Kill him, there will be a second Hetujiya, a second Gaoleqi, can you kill all the Beijungs?" ”

Dongting was blocked and speechless.

"Besides, the reason why the surrounding Yu clan and the Luwan lands bowed down to me was because the Beirong clan was eyeing me, and they were afraid, afraid that no one would be willing to help them when Beirong invaded the territory, so they had to befriend me, from this point of view, Hetujiya had to live and become a khan."

The man's slow words were loud.

Dongting's heart trembled, Feng Xiaowang was understated, but he was quietly interfering in the political affairs of other countries to seek stability for Dayan.

He looked at the man's back trembling slightly because of the choking sound, if Lu Yixuan was a sick young lady, it would be better to say that the rich and absurd bones in front of him, this golden and jade little prince who was misunderstood by the Dayan Dynasty, was a sick bone, but he pretended to be full of affection and hard work.

Dongting didn't know what he thought, he stood on the desert where Beirong and Dayan yellow sand intertwined, and he couldn't move.

"Keep up." Feng Mingxie whipped the horse and urged softly.

"Lord Wang......" Dongting paused, and stopped talking.

The man turned around, but Dongting was stunned as soon as he was stared at by that gaze: "It's okay......" He swallowed * and swallowed the saliva in his mouth.

Feng Mingxiao tilted his head, not knowing if he saw through his deliberate cover-up, but there was no intention of pursuing it.

"Back to the city."

Dong Ting clenched the sword in his hand, and it was a little ridiculous to put such a word on Feng Mingxi, but it was ...... However, there are many people in this world who are powerless and unwilling to realize that all forces in Shengjing City are staggered and horizontal, and under the royal power, no one can be spared.

All people have secrets and can't help themselves, including, himself.

Dongting took a deep breath, the desert wind and dust wrapped in sand and gravel stinged the eyes and nasal cavity, if there was no black smoke and miasma of war, this desolate yellow sand night, the lonely moon at the border, can also turn into the sky.

He spurred his horse to keep up with the multicolored feathered figure.