"It's just a bluff, don't panic!"

Liang Qiu drank low in his mouth, but he couldn't help frowning.

As a third-grade war master, he naturally will not be afraid of all the strange beasts and fierce birds, but if the three five-grade beasts join forces, he will also have to fight a bloody battle.

In the Xuanjia Cavalry, the sixth-rank Shangjia and the fifth-grade warriors can be hostile to the seventh-rank and sixth-grade foreign beasts, and there are three school captains who are fourth-grade martial artists, and the Xuanjia Rider should not be afraid of these strange beasts.

But after all, there are only 100 Xuanjia riders, but there are more than 200 beasts and fierce birds, and the number is at a disadvantage.

What's more, the Qing clan also has dozens of sixth-grade upper armor soldiers and hundreds of seventh-grade lower armor soldiers, and in comparison, the overall strength of the Qing clan has surpassed this Xuanjia cavalry under his command.

Xing Boyun's face was solemn, and all this in front of him was far beyond his expectations.

"The son of the world is here, how late is it!"

Uncle Bingxin's loud voice came from behind the group of six-rank Shangjia soldiers.

"Uncle Bingxin!"

Xing Boyun was filled with joy and anger in his heart.

The good thing is that Uncle Bingxin is not dead, and he will no longer be blamed by his father, but he is angry that he helps outsiders speak.

Su Kuo had hatred in his heart, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly: "Uncle Tai, could it be that you are a retainer of the Qing family?"

"Hmph~"

Uncle Bingxin snorted coldly, his eyes looked directly at Su Kuo like electricity, and shot through the bottom of his heart, making his mustered courage be expelled in an instant.

"The prince has come from afar, please forgive me for the inconvenience!"

On a huge wooden seat, covered with thick soft animal skin, Qingyang sat firmly on it, without the slightest intention of getting up to greet him.

The prince came from afar, but the vassals did not stand up to greet him, which in itself made Xing Boyun angry, and what made him even more angry was that Ye Mengqiu was holding a small bowl and feeding Qingyang soup with a spoon.

Xing Boyun didn't answer, let alone take the initiative to get off the horse, and when he turned his head and his eyes moved, Mr. Zhong Chang immediately understood.

drove the horse forward and scolded angrily: "Lord Qing, you are a vassal of Xingguo, when you see the prince of the prince, you don't get up to greet you, do you have to let the prince come to see you?"

"Hmm~"

Qingyang slowly turned his head and glanced at the thin and cold man, leaning comfortably against the thick fur cushion.

Only then did he laugh softly: "After a big battle, I was seriously injured and couldn't greet the prince, so I asked him for forgiveness!"

"You little rude~"

Mr. Zhongchang's eyes scanned around, and a hint of uncertainty flashed.

When I first saw Qingyang, I saw that his face was pale, and I guessed that he must have been seriously injured.

However, Qingyang took the initiative to say that he was injured, but he didn't believe it, and became more and more convinced that Qingyang was pretending to be injured, so as to deliberately humiliate the prince and show the strength of the Qing family.

However, his scolding angered all the Qing clansmen on Queshan Mountain.

If it weren't for the Qing Yang fighting for their lives, fighting ghosts and witches, and destroying ghost kings, how could they have a new life?

Even the two hundred beasts and fierce birds of the black giant tiger and the gray giant bear, with their extremely high intelligence, are also very grateful to Qingyang for saving their lives.

"Roar~"

"Whew~"

"Cry~"

In the face of thousands of people glaring angrily and hundreds of powerful beasts roaring angrily, Mr. Zhongchang's face changed drastically, and he trembled and couldn't speak.

"In front of the prince, don't be rude, drag the leader of the dragon away, bother Uncle Zhong to slaughter, and entertain the guests!" Qingyang waved his hand casually, stopping the roar of the beasts.

More than 200 strange beasts and fierce birds immediately stopped roaring, and this kind of powerful control made even Liang Qiu Yizhong tremble in his heart.

Even the most unruly beasts and fierce birds are forbidden under the command of the Qing clan, what a powerful prestige this should be.

Under the leadership of the black tiger and the grizzly bear, more than 200 strange beasts and fierce birds left in a mighty manner, and the momentum was extremely compelling.

What shocked Liang Qiu even more was that from the south of Queshan Mountain, a huge dragon corpse was dragged out, and the whole body was more than fifty zhang long.

"Four-rank group dragon!"

The powerful Tuanlong, whose combat power surpassed that of the Sanpin Battle Division, also died in the hands of the Qing Clan.

Liang Qiu, who was originally at ease, was also worried in his heart, and the third-grade war master was not proud.

The black tiger and the grizzly bear commanded hundreds of strange beasts, each biting a dragon, and dragged it together to a valley hundreds of feet away.

In order to avoid embarrassment, the hundreds of Xuanjia riders under Uncle Bingxin's department all took refuge here, helping Zhong Bo to skin the dragons, and the more than 200 dead dragons on the east side of Queshan were all dragged here.

Xing Boyun didn't see the situation in the valley, even if he only saw the huge group of dragons, dragged over by more than a hundred strange beasts, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

He understands that if he entangles the etiquette again, it will only make people laugh, and he has no choice but to dismount.

The closer he got to the dozens of sixth-grade armor soldiers, the more shocked he was in his heart.

The power of the stars, the purest power in the world, all those who advance to the rank do not have the worry of having a vain foundation, Xing Boyun only thought that when Qingyang recruited them, these wild people were so powerful.

"Why do these powerful savages only trust the Qing clan so much?" Xing Boyun felt envy and hatred in his heart, and his anger burned.

Yes, the Qing Clan must not be allowed to succeed in recruiting these wild people, they must be completely separated.

Thinking of this, Xing Boyun's eyes lit up, and he slowly stepped forward and said, "When I learned that the sergeant was besieged in Queshan, I was really anxious.

I immediately asked for help from the national capital, and then led the army to help, and now the sergeant is safe and sound, which also gives me a little comfort in my heart. ”

While speaking, Xing Boyun's eyes were staring at the stunning girl next to him, his eyes were not evil desires and lustful thoughts, but very pure first love.

Young men and women, the first love, is always so beautiful.

How he wished that the maiden would look at him and smile at him.

But he was disappointed, the girl didn't turn her head, only the young man in her eyes, Qianqianyu held a spoon in her hand, feeding the other party soup, and her face was full of happy smiles.

"Teng~"

Xing Boyun's eyes were red, and he was extremely angry, and his anger almost burned his mind through.

The woman he likes from the bottom of his heart would rather be like a maid, serving the sergeant and knighthood than looking at himself.

So his tone changed immediately, and he said quite sternly: "However, the etiquette and law are orderly, the law is majestic, and it cannot be violated, and it is not allowed to be arbitrary.

What's more, the people of the Great Wilderness are unruly and untamable, and tens of thousands of people on Queshan must not gather together, they must be divided into various places and distributed to the lords everywhere!"

"Huh?"

Qingyang raised his hand slightly and stopped Ye Mengqiu's spoon.

He looked at Xing Boyun, as if he was smiling and angry, and said slowly, "After my repeated battles, you didn't want to pursue the Ghost Witch Clan, but you came to rob my Qing Clan?"

"Sergeant be cautious!"

Xing Boyun said with a righteous face, "The state has not confirmed, they are members of the Qing clan, do you want to resist the law and isolate yourself from the country!"

"Hehe, it's really a good means!"

Qingyang sneered, "Have you asked them, if anyone is willing to leave with you, and is unwilling to lead the people of my Qing clan, I am willing to let him go!"

"We are willing to be the leaders of the Qing clan, and if anyone dares to stop them, they will be our enemies of life and death!"

Dozens of sixth-grade upper armor soldiers, hundreds of seventh-grade lower armor soldiers, hundreds of eighth-grade warrior realms, and more than two thousand ninth-grade martial arts cultivators all glared at Xing Boyun together. (To be continued.) )