"So...... Gigian, in order that I will no longer be infatuated with you, I have decided to reward you to my ministers, and I will not be so infatuated with you only if you are no longer chaste. My most loyal warriors, I know that your longing for Gigian has not been a day or two. This most beautiful and bewitching woman on the prairie belongs to you today, enjoy it!"

"Thank you, long live the Great Khan—"

After a short dead silence, the surrounding crowd erupted in fiery cheers, and one by one, like fierce beasts, rushed towards Jijian in all directions. Hundreds of ministers, hundreds of wild beasts, fiercely grabbed Gigian's arm and dragged her to the side of the huge continuous bed.

"No! Great Khan—no—" Gigian's face turned pale with fright, and a hundred ferocious beasts with red eyes could not withstand even the most lustful woman. After enduring the abuse of so many people, if you don't die, you have to be crippled.

Gigi turned pale and pleaded with Allah Khan sadly, but instead of the gentle eyes she had seen before, she saw a pair of cold and unforgiving eyes.

"Father, father......"

Tatam still kept his head down, ignoring the woman's call. No one can go against the will of Allah Khan, no one can change his mind. Even if he couldn't bear the pain his daughter was about to endure, he could only be indifferent.

Besides, women are on the prairie, and it is the only value for men to be entertained. He could not have fought against Allah Khan for the sake of a woman, even if that woman was the daughter he once loved.

Heavy wheezing sounded again, and Gigian's screams gradually weakened. When she understands that even resistance is powerless, she can only shut herself up. Instead of wasting her strength, it is better to endure it, as long as she persists, she can survive. The fate of the women who died, Gigian had seen, and she didn't want to be one of the wolf's food.

The sky gradually darkened, and the grassland at night was much colder than the grassland during the day. Tatam fell to his knees motionless, his legs trembling with numbness. But he did not dare to move, and at this moment Tatam was a guilty body, and he could not move his hands and feet until Allah Khan was convicted.

Suddenly, the man who had gone out before appeared again in the tent and hurried into Allah's ear and whispered a few words. Allah Khan's eyes slowly lifted, and a sharp gaze swept over Tatam's body like lightning.

The surrounding respite was still, for it was time for Allah Khan to attend to state affairs, and all the ministers had to stop whatever they were doing. Even at the last moment of the charge, the brakes must be applied.

"My warriors, I suddenly thought of a legend that had been circulating in the steppe for fifty years. Fifty years ago, the Holy Maiden ordered the warriors of our steppe to sweep through Kyushu. Because the Immortal Heaven stands behind us, we are invincible, we are invincible.

That time was the closest we came to success. I've even broken into the hinterland of Kyushu. However, we still failed. Because in Kyushu Huaxia, a group of divine warriors appeared in them.

Although the warriors of our steppe were not afraid of death, we still failed. The three major golden tribes of that year were all killed by the Zhou people in Kyushu, and not even one of them fled back to the grassland.

Although we failed, the warriors of the gods were also killed and wounded. However, one did not die. When Changshengtian killed the god of Kyushu, he became the new god.

Changshengtian fell into a deep sleep, but the gods of Kyushu were still guarding Kyushu. Just now my warriors went to the border once, and they saw the canyon that Tatam said, and Tatam didn't lie, it was indeed the gods of Kyushu who intervened. ”

Allah Khan slowly stood up, slowly came to Tatam's side, gently bent down to help Tatam up, and patted Tatam's shoulder hard, "So, my Tatam didn't lie to me, he is still a warrior of the steppe, he is not afraid of war, he has not disgraced the steppe."

We are only mortals, and mortals cannot fight the gods. It's like a woman who is not qualified to be a man's opponent. In this case, I declare that Tatam is still my most trusted brother, and that he is not guilty, not only not, but also that he has merit. ”

One of the ministers beside him was puzzled, and the humming sound echoed around the silence like thunder.

"Yes, it's a credit! Because of his sanity, he brought us 800,000 sons back safely. If you're like Kotam, you'll probably have 800,000 sons charging against the gods. Although brave, it is the most meaningless bravery. Tatam, I take credit to you, what do you want?"

Allah suddenly looked at Tatam with a smile on his face, in sharp contrast to his previous coldness. Moodiness is the most direct impression of Allah, and it is because of this that he can be feared.

"My esteemed Great Khan, Tatam begged the Great Khan to forgive Jijian, her beauty is not her fault, if you want to say wrong, you are also half of Tatam's responsibility......"

Allah Khan's eyelids were raised, and he saw Gigian, who was lying in the distance in the sheepskin bush, and he had no strength to call, "Gigian, you come here......"

The voice was so gentle, as if it wasn't him who was ruthless to her. Even if she has no strength, even if she can't even move a finger so hard. But Gigian still struggled to get up and slowly crawled towards Allah Khan.

It's so difficult, so hard, along the way, ticking and ticking leaves a tragic scene. However, Gigian did not dare to have the slightest complaint on his face. She had to put on a happy smile, because he was a woman, a woman on the prairie who could die at any time.

Crawling in front of Allah Khan, Gigian trembled and curled up at Allah Khan's feet, delicately and meekly licking Allah Khan's toes. Allah Khan bent down lightly and cupped Gigian's cheek.

"Enough of the punishment for you, from tomorrow onwards, you will still be my princess. You have to thank your father for the honor and glory that he used for his deeds. As he spoke, he took Gigian's arm and returned to his throne once more.

"Kyushu is guarded by the god of Kyushu, and it seems that we will not be able to attack Kyushu in a short time. The Immortal Heaven fell into a deep sleep, and the only person in the world who could awaken the Immortal Heaven was the Holy Maiden. If we want to take revenge on Kyushu, we must first recover the Holy Maiden......"

"But the saint has been missing for thirteen years, perhaps...... Perhaps she had already returned to the embrace of Immortality......" Tatam returned to his bed, supported by two exposed women.

"There's no way around that, isn't it?, but whether the saint is still alive or not, we have to find him and her......"

"No need......" Suddenly, a voice sounded. So sudden, so terrifying. The faces of everyone present changed drastically, and after a short period of surprise, they came back to their senses in an instant and pulled out the scimitar beside them.

With the scimitar in hand, they seemed to have infinite confidence, looking around, looking for who made the sound. Just when everyone was panicking and didn't know what to do, a golden light suddenly appeared in the golden tent. The light converged into a river, slowly condensed in front of everyone, and gradually condensed into a human form.

The light vanished, and a figure appeared in the Golden Horde. He wears a snow-white cloak trench coat and a golden helmet mask. Whether it is from the dress on the body or the aura that emanates, it directly gives people a sacred and mysterious meaning.

"Are you...... His Holiness?"

"Yes, pass on the will of the Immortal Heaven, it has been thirteen years since the Holy Maiden disappeared, and the Immortal Heaven has lost patience and waited for the Holy Maiden to return, so he ordered me to go down the mountain to find a new Holy Maiden. As long as the new saint returns to the throne, the time will come for you to attack Kyushu......"

"Hahaha...... With all due respect, the Holy Maiden has always been appointed by the Holy Maiden. But the only one who can communicate with the Immortal Heaven is the Holy Maiden. Anyone who says in any form that he has taken the orders of the Immortal Heaven is blaspheming the Immortal Heaven and deceiving sentient beings. This is the eternal truth of the grassland, does the Dharma King want to rebel against the Immortal Heaven?"

Tatam laughed and shouted, "To be the most trusted person of Allah Khan, you must have a good brain." Others may have been deceived by His Holiness, but Tatam immediately discovered the flaws and loopholes in His Holiness's mouth.

"You're right, no one except the Holy Maiden can speak for the Immortal Heaven, this is indeed a principle that has been passed down in the grassland for thousands of years. But what if I re-choose the Holy Maiden?

The saint has been missing for thirteen years, and the steppe cannot live without the saint. If we support a holy woman, won't we be able to represent the Immortal Heaven? You need a war against Kyushu Huaxia, and we also need the Holy Maiden to expand the prestige of the Immortal Heavenly Palace. It's a good thing to kill two birds with one stone, isn't it?

You need the help of the Immortal Heavenly Palace, otherwise you will definitely not be the opponent of Kyushu Huaxia. This is beneficial and harmless to you, and all you have to do is announce the legitimacy of the new saint to the steppe. ”

Allah Khan was silent, his piercing eyes glinting. After flickering for a long time, he slowly raised his head and looked at the Dharma King in front of him, "Who is the candidate for the new saint?"

"The Great Khan has three beautiful daughters, what could be more justified than this? You are the Khan of the steppe, and your daughter is the holy daughter of the Immortal Heavenly Palace, you, the great Allah Khan, will rule the steppe completely......"

As soon as the words landed, everyone present stared at the Dharma King in disbelief with round eyes. The sacrosanct saint was decided so easily? If it was so simple, why did the grassland have not had a saint for thirteen years?

"The Holy Maiden is designated by the Holy Maiden of the previous generation, and each Holy Maiden will go through the ritual of the inheritance of the Holy Maiden's relics. This ritual can only be performed by the chosen saints, how will you convince the people of the steppe?"

"I have my own way, otherwise I wouldn't have come to see you. I have the means to complete the rite of inheritance of the relics of the Holy Maiden, Allah Khan, I wonder what you think?"

Allah Khan hesitated for a long time, and finally slowly raised his head. On his cold face, a faint smile bloomed, "Deal!"