"Abba!" the eldest prince suddenly became anxious, and shouted in a gaffe. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even the little prince Ming Zhu, who was tied up, suddenly came back to life as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and looked at his father with an incredible face. He didn't believe that his father was willing to pay such a big price in order to save himself! With seventy percent of his territory missing, the Hanshan tribe might be completely decayed!

Suzaku has one on this side, and he is even more dumbfounded.

Qing Shucheng was excited and wanted to pounce on it and ask, can he wait a few years, although there is no hope for his sister or something, but maybe he will have a daughter in a few years!

In fact, the original territory of the Hanshan tribe has been occupied by the Vermilion Bird Army a lot, and it is only a little short of being able to completely drive them out of the Beiyin Mountain Range, so as to establish a perfect defense line at the foot of the mountain.

But it was this "little bit" that unexpectedly entered a tug-of-war that lasted for tens of thousands of years. So much so that the immortal soldiers on both sides were a little lazy, and they were far less serious about fighting than before.

If you can pocket this last point, the land resources, and even the strategic height, are secondary. More importantly, the unfinished regret of the Fire God of War back then will be fulfilled in the hands of his son!

As the robe who fought side by side with Nangong Zhanyan back then, and beat the Beiyin Mountain Range inch by inch, how could Qingshucheng not be excited?

Nangong Wufang had a dark face, gritted his teeth word by word, and said, "King Hanshan, are you kidding me? I don't believe that you don't know that I don't have a sister! Are you ridiculing my parents for their early death?"

"No, no!" King Hanshan waved his hand again and again, "That's not what this king meant! Don't you Beidou have any secret method of bloodline inheritance? Can't you make a girl?"

Seeing that the more the King of Hanshan spoke, the more he lost his score, Nangong Wufang finally got up, grabbed his clothes, and roared: "Are you coveting the woman of my Vermilion Bird clan, or the bloodline of the Holy Beast Vermilion Bird?! You want to marry anyway, right? Why don't you marry your own daughter!"

The King of Hanshan let Nangong's spit spray on his face, and said quickly: "Beauty! This king also wants it! Who knows that the second and third children are all with handles! What this king originally wanted was his daughter!"

His expression of "the baby is wronged, the baby is bitter" did not seem to be fake, and Nangong was stunned for a moment.

What the hell is this guy scheming about! He doesn't believe that the man who can be chosen as the king of the clan is really just a nymphomaniac!

"Marriage, no way!" Nangong Wufang didn't bother to figure out his thoughts, and simply refused rudely, "Seventy percent of the territory, you don't give it!"

"The territory is really not good!" King Hanshan suddenly shook his head into a rattle, "Tribute will be paid for a hundred years at most, and the tribute is easy to discuss!"

"Too little!" Nangong Wufang let go of him, clasping his hands to his chest, "I just want the territory!"

The King of Hanshan turned his head to look at his youngest son, "Ming Zhu, I am sorry that you will stay here for a few more days." Aba went back to counsel with the elders...... Haven't you always coveted Abba's white tiger skin? When you get home, Abba will compensate you!"

"Abba...... I'm fine...... There you go...... Don't worry about me......" Ming Zhu brushed his tears and fell. He didn't expect Abba to really plan to exchange the territory for himself. Even that white tiger skin is worth a fortune, and the elders once joked that if anyone gets that white tiger skin, who must be the next King of Cold Mountain!

The two fathers and sons, who were deeply in love, seemed to have completely ignored the consternation that the other two couldn't hide when they heard the white tiger skin.

The eldest prince wanted to say something, but Yu Guang glanced at Nangong Wufang, and finally gritted his teeth and swallowed back.

After the second prince was stunned, he didn't react much, and there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

Nangong Wufang looked at the "changing faces" of the two of them, and suddenly asked, "What is the white tiger skin?

Ming Zhu choked up and asked, "The white tiger skin is also worthy of my Abba's special compensation for me?" ”

Nangong Wufang touched his chin, "That's weird, the White Tiger Clan hasn't had time to deal with the Western Heaven Battlefield, how can it appear in the Southern Wilderness?

It was rare for the King of Hanshan to be dissatisfied with Nangong Wufang, "Beauty, you can't rely on your beauty and just talk nonsense! That is the treasure left by Lord Shengjun in the clan, how can it be fake!"

"Southern Wilderness Holy Monarch? Well, that's possible! I'll trust you once. Nangong Wufang's attitude suddenly softened, "King Hanshan, it's okay if I don't want territory." You just have to promise me another condition, son, and you can take it away today!"

"What conditions?" said the King of Hanshan with a happy face, and hurriedly asked.

"The entire clan of the Hanshan tribe swears allegiance to me!"

"This will not work!" cried out the eldest prince again.

Nangong Wufang glanced at him, "I haven't finished yet." As long as you are loyal to me alone, if I die, the oath will be null and void, and it will have nothing to do with the Suzaku clan from beginning to end, and you are not a vassal of the Suzaku clan. King Hanshan, what do you think?"

The King of the Cold Mountain asked with some hesitation, "Beauty, do you have any embarrassing private matters that you need the help of the Cold Mountain Clan?"

The corners of Nangong Wufang's mouth twitched, this guy turned out to be really not stupid!

"You don't have to know this now. If you think about it, there are countless hardships and obstacles on the path of cultivation, and I don't know how long I can live. Besides, if I were to practice in retreat, you would have been free for hundreds or thousands of years. Besides, with my identity, I don't need you to come to Beidou for anything. You can still thrive in the Southern Wilderness. ”

"Beauty, you, don't you want us to assassinate the Holy Monarch, do you?" He was frightened by his own thoughts, and what was even more terrifying was that the beauty in front of him was really so bold!

Nangong Wufang was a little impatient, "Do I look like this short-lived? Your family's Holy Monarch has my own Star Monarch to deal with, what do I care!"

The King of Hanshan always felt that there were some traps in this condition, and the more the beauty said that it was harmless, the more he felt that he was going to be pitted.

In the end, the King of Hanshan hesitated and said, "This king needs to think about it for one night and ask for the opinions of the elders. Beauty, arrange a place for this king, and give you an answer tomorrow morning?"

"If you don't go back, how can you ask the elders for their opinions?" Nangong Wufang didn't care whether the King of Hanshan left or stayed, but he was in a hurry to settle this guy, so that they could find Wubao!

"No need to go back, no need to go back. I brought hummingbird attendants and they were very fast. The King of the Cold Mountains pointed to the other seven people who had come with him.

"Come on, give them two spare tents!" Nangong Wufang suddenly understood, and stopped talking nonsense.

As soon as he flicked his sleeves, he turned around and was about to leave, but he was unexpectedly pulled by the corner of his clothes by the King of Hanshan: "Beauty, this king still wants dinner." ”