From the moment his father became obsessed with that woman, he felt that it was very inappropriate, and now it has been confirmed that the woman is a disaster.

Obviously, he persuaded his father to temporarily avoid his edge and give up Xichang.

Where to know? But overnight, my father had already sent troops to Linzhou?

"Father, Linzhou is now garrisoned by the Young Lord of the Dark Moon and the Ningbei Army, and I heard that the Jade Shizi and the head of the Ziche family of Cangqiong Mountain have also arrived. When you send troops at this time, don't you hit a stone with an egg? ”

"Were you born to me?" The King of Southern Xinjiang's eyes were red, and obviously Wu Jinglong couldn't listen to half of what he said: "The heroes of my Southern Xinjiang are all heroic and arrogant, where is there such a timid cowardice like you?" ”

"Father's ......"

Wu Jinglong was about to say something, but he asked the king of southern Xinjiang to push aside: "You get out of the way for me, this battle will be personally supervised by the king, and he will pay a heavy price in Linzhou!" ”

After that, the king of Nanjiang went out directly with a scimitar, Wu Jinglong's eyes flashed, and he didn't say anything after all.

"It's right for the prince to do this."

The ethereal woman's voice suddenly sounded, and Wu Jinglong's pupils shrank instantly, and he immediately raised his eyes to look into the room.

Only then did I see that on the beam, a fair woman in white was leaning on it. She was covered with a veil over her face, and she couldn't get a full picture. But just the pair of eyes that are exposed to the outside can already make all the men in the world obsessed and crazy.

A trace of vigilance flashed in Wu Jinglong's eyes: "High Priest, you should know that your father's room is not for anyone to enter. ”

As soon as the words fell, I only felt that there seemed to be a breeze blowing around me. The man who was still on the beam just now had already floated in front of him.

A strange fragrance hits the nose, and it is different from all the fragrances in the world, it smells obviously very elegant, but people can't help but sink in that fragrance, unable to extricate themselves.

At this time, even if the woman in front of you tells you to die immediately, you can't refuse.

Wu Jinglong shook his head at first, obviously guarding against this situation for a long time, so he immediately cut his finger with the dagger he was carrying without hesitation. The red blood beads oozed out like red beans, and Wu Jinglong immediately regained his clarity.

Then, a trace of undisguised displeasure rose in his eyes: "High priest, you don't need to show your flattery to this son. ”

"Huh." The high priest smiled slightly, his beautiful eyes were cold, and he couldn't see joy or anger, but he felt that the sound in his ears was like a silver bell, which made people itch at the tip of their hearts.

"The son's concentration is definitely much better than your father's."

Wu Jinglong lowered his head and hid a faint trace of disgust in his eyes.

This woman doesn't know how old she is, she has seen it since he was young. After all these years, she has not changed at all.

I wouldn't believe that she had magical powers to kill him, at most it was a demon law.

The high priest was worshipped as a god in southern Xinjiang, and he was the only one who didn't have a good impression of her.

Thinking of a woman as old as his father, who was still acting as elegant as a little daughter every day, and constantly performing flattery, he was almost disgusted to vomit.

"The deity came here to help the son."

Wu Jinglong pursed his lips and was silent, making up his mind that this woman couldn't believe anything.

"The prince has been the prince of southern Xinjiang for ten years." The high priest sat down slowly in his chair, and his voice was as cold and noble as frost and snow, but those who heard it couldn't help but want to approach her.

Wu Jinglong pressed the wound on his hand again, using pain to stimulate himself not to succumb to her flattery.

"If the high priest has nothing to do, the son of this world will take his leave."

"Where is the prince in a hurry?" The high priest obviously had no expression on his face, but those eyes were clearly smiling in his eyes.

"Are you going to supervise the war for the king of southern Xinjiang? Don't you think that if the king of Southern Xinjiang dies at this moment, it will be a good thing for you? ”

"High Priest!" Wu Jinglong's face sank, and he did not hide the killing intent in his eyes: "Disaster comes from the mouth!" ”

"The warriors of Southern Xinjiang have been frightened by Ming Yu and Yu Canglan, don't you think they need any opportunity to inspire their fighting spirit?"

Wu Jinglong's eyes flashed, and he immediately understood the meaning of her words.

"At that time, the son of the world can take the throne with the front of the battle and avenge his father in a dignified manner. Since ancient times, mourning soldiers will win! ”

It is undeniable that the high priest knew very well what was the weakness of the human heart. She only needed one sentence to completely grasp Wu Jinglong's thoughts.

"My father does not seem to have treated the High Priest badly!"

The high priest nodded: "What you said is not wrong, but unfortunately he is already old. ”

is old, so if you lack the courage of your youth, you will become a spare.

But when these words were heard in Wu Jinglong's ears, they immediately thought of a different meaning. So the disgust and disgust that had just been suppressed rose again.

"Does the high priest want this son to be an unfaithful and unfilial person?"

The high priest smiled slightly: "The prince can not agree, the deity thinks that His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince has been guarding Qu Yao for so long, and it may be faster if he takes the throne directly." ”

Wu Jinglong's gaze immediately shrank fiercely: "I listen to you." ”

On the vast Lingshui River, the Xichang army and the Ningbei naval army are far away. However, the place where the two armies faced each other was definitely not in the center of the river, and it was obviously closer to Linzhou.

The king of Nanjiang stood on the main boat in the middle, and his old face was full of excitement that could not be concealed.

"These little gangsters in Linzhou never dreamed that Lao Tzu would actually send troops to them today. How's that, they're all stunned, right? ”

Laughter full of sarcasm echoed over the Lingshui River in the early morning: "Come on, beat the drum!" ”

The dull sound of drums immediately spread far away, and the morale of the southern Xinjiang army was greatly boosted. On the other hand, the Ningbei Army was in a completely opposite state, obviously not expecting the sudden dispatch of troops from southern Xinjiang, so the army that responded to the battle was quite hasty.

The sound of killing on the surface of the water shook the sky, and the southern Xinjiang army directly put out the Yanxing formation, outflanked from both flanks, and quickly surrounded several warships of the Ningbei army.

"Get on board." The king of Southern Xinjiang's eyes flashed, obviously very excited: "Kill me!" ”

Seeing that a large area of the Southern Xinjiang Army broke through a bloody road, they forcibly boarded the warships of the Ningbei Army.

"Taishou, the vanguard of the Ningbei Army, the whole army was annihilated."

The herald's loud voice immediately echoed around the Hongmen Gate, and Mo Yanyan glanced back at Wen Qingyu. There was clearly no trace of anxiety on the man's face.

"Oh?" She only raised her eyebrows slightly: "So fast? ”

"But something happened?"

Wen Qingyu thought for a while: "Originally, it was a feint to lure the enemy deeper, but Southern Xinjiang was able to take the death squad of the Ningbei Army so quickly, and it still has some ability." Who is leading the troops? ”

The herald immediately said, "It's the king of southern Xinjiang." ”

"Really?" This time, Wen Qingyu was somewhat surprised: "The royal driving is pro-Zheng? At such an age, the king of Nanjiang really has true feelings for a maid? ”

"Pass the order down and let the southern Xinjiang army come over."

"Yes." The herald immediately ran away.

At the same time, Xichang City naturally got the same tip.

Wu Jinglong was not as relaxed as Wen Qingyu, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Is the Ningbei Army so can't help fighting?"

The high priest looked at his shell-like nails absently: "It's just a trick to lure the enemy in, and it's not clever." ”

"Can the prince withdraw his troops now?"

"Returning to the prince, the prince ordered to continue the pursuit."

Wu Jinglongteng stood up all of a sudden, raised his legs and was about to walk out.

"What are you going to do? \ rust, apparently once soaked in the water for a long time, and I don't know when it floated.

Wan Min suddenly shivered: "Lord Wang, aren't these things the rumored ghost ships?" It's better to avoid the ghost ship when you encounter it, it is said that this thing is a bit evil. ”

The king of southern Xinjiang has been carried away by the upcoming victory in front of him at this moment, where can he still listen to Wan Min's persuasion.

"What a ghost ship, isn't it just a floating shipwreck? This king is the Son of Heaven, so I don't believe that such a broken thing can hurt this king. Send a few boats over to take a look. ”

So, Wan Min picked a few boats and went towards the ghost boat floating on the water. The main ship slowed down for a moment and waited on the side.

Half an hour has passed. There was not even the slightest movement on the rotten ship on the opposite side, not to mention that they had found an enemy, but even the people sent by the southern Xinjiang seemed to have disappeared suddenly.

The king of southern Xinjiang raised his eyebrows, and after such a delay, the rotten ship in that area had already arrived in front of him. If the army wants to get there, they have to move the ships out of the way.

"Quick, send some more people."

The people sent out this time were the same as the last time, and the mud cow entered the sea and never returned, not even the slightest sound.

So, I went to the third wave, but this third wave was obviously not luckier than the first two.

The so-called matter is only three, and at this moment, a whisper immediately sounded in the southern Xinjiang naval army.

Southern Xinjiang is originally a nation that believes in the magic of witchcraft, and the fear of ghosts and gods is much more serious than that of other places.

Seeing such strange things happening again and again in front of them, there was almost no need for deliberate guidance, and everyone naturally thought of ghosts and gods.

Therefore, the people in the southern Xinjiang army are panicking all of a sudden.

The king of southern Xinjiang gritted his teeth, and finally stomped his foot unwillingly: "Withdraw the troops." ”