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Mr. Crane is dressed in a green robe, wearing a crane, thirty-six or seven, and a literati and elegant attire.

The demeanor is excellent, pleasing to the eye, just this bearing, worthy of the identity of the prince.

Staring at Xing Boyun, he said sternly: "Pro-virtuous ministers, far villains, the king's daily warnings, and the lessons of destroying the country twice, aren't they enough to warn the world?"

Xing Boyun bowed his head and was silent, and Mr. Wu Ma and Mr. Zhong Chang bowed their heads and did not dare to speak.

As a seven-rank martial arts cultivator, they have quite authority in Xing Kingdom, but Mr. Crane is a master of the world and a disciple of the old man of Chiba, which is far from being comparable to them.

Looking coldly at the people behind Xing Boyun, Mr. He nodded and smiled at Qingyang: "The overall situation in Northern Xinjiang is in danger, thanks to the sergeant's efforts, the king is very pleased, and there will be a reward in the future!"

Qingyang said bitterly: "After several days of fierce battles, I have run out of oil and lamps, and I can't get up to greet the two virtuous elders!"

While speaking, there were four six-rank Shangjia soldiers, two chairs, covered with precious furs, and invited Mr. He and Uncle Yun to sit down.

Mr. Tsuru's expression was complicated, and he glanced at the young man, as well as the large number of armor soldiers around him.

The last time they met, the Qing clan also provoked the Ji clan and made a mess, but thanks to the protection of the Zuo Shigong Candle Dragon, many troubles were avoided.

The interval was only more than two months, and when I saw this young man again, in the blink of an eye, there were tens of thousands of troops, thousands of martial cultivators, and there were dozens of sixth-grade upper armor soldiers alone, and hundreds of seventh-grade lower armor soldiers.

He tried to calm the shock in his heart, and said with a smile: "Sgt., don't blame me for being late, when Xu Niao was looking for Master Zuo, his old man was talking to the king in the main hall.

Knowing the drastic changes in northern Xinjiang and the conspiracy of ghosts and witches, the king attached great importance to it, and immediately sent Yun Shangqing and me to hurry up together, but unexpectedly, the sergeant had already retreated from the strong enemy!"

Mr. He's words explained Xing Hou's attitude, which made Qingyang feel slightly relieved, but it was Shangqing Yun Shuyu who decided the military and political affairs of Northern Xinjiang at the right time.

The Son of Heaven is the Nine Secretaries, the Four Secretaries of the Monarch of a Great Country, the Three Secretaries of the Monarch of the Second Country, and the Two Secretaries of the Monarch of a Small Country.

The secretary in the etiquette system refers to the secretary who participates in the affairs of the state, and the relationship between them and the monarch is more similar to that of business partners.

As a big country, Xing has four Shangqing, four Yaqing, and six Shaoqing, which can be regarded as the top-level aristocratic class of Xingguo.

Yun Shuyu is undoubtedly one of the most powerful people in Xing Guo.

The first time he saw the secretary of the country, Qingyang was inevitably curious.

Yun Shuyu wears a purple and gold crown on his head, and he is dressed in a formal suit, even if he flies thousands of miles on Bailuan, he is still as neat and tidy as when he was facing the monarch in the national capital.

Not only is his appearance handsome, but his bearing is far better than Mr. Crane, any action, any expression, it seems to have been carefully carved, which is pleasing to the eye.

Qingyang has long heard of this Shangqing.

The civil and military shuangquan is large, and every move is extremely elegant, so that countless Chinese people compete to imitate it, and Ya calls it: human appearance.

Yun Shuyu was neither happy nor angry, looking around the tens of thousands of Qing clansmen in Queshan, many martial cultivators, strange beasts, and fierce birds, without the slightest surprise, full of calm expressions.

In Qingyang's gaze, he slowly spoke, his voice was hearty and gentle, like a bell ringing jade peck, elegant but majestic:

"Master Zuo is concerned about Northern Xinjiang, and he was going to come in person, but the king remembered that he was old, and the situation was urgent, so I took over the army of Northern Xinjiang and prepared for war to suppress ghosts and witches.

The sergeant has tens of thousands of troops, hundreds of armor soldiers, thousands of martial cultivators, and the power to repel the ghosts and witches, and the sergeant needs to help!"

Qingyang frowned, facing the attack of the Ghost Witch Army, he could easily defend the left ground with the formation, but to attack the Ghost Witch Department, it was not something he was willing to do now.

The current Qing clan seems to be a large amount, and the force of the subordinates is amazing, but it is just an outward bluff.

Tens of thousands of people, from hundreds of wild settlements, lack of coordination with each other, thousands of martial cultivators have not been strictly trained, if they are involved in the encirclement and suppression of the ghost and witch tribe, the casualties will inevitably be heavy.

Even if it was a request from the secretary of a country in front of him, Qingyang still dragged lightly and said apologetically: "Facing the ghost witch and destroying the ghost king, the Qing clan has suffered heavy losses and is no longer able to fight, please forgive me."

I have good news, the nine totems of the Ghost King of the Ghost Witch Department were all killed last night, if Shangqing can mobilize a large army to suppress it, it is really a rare good opportunity, but it is a pity that the Qing clan is unable to participate in it!"

It's too much to open your eyes and talk nonsense!

Xing Boyun's eyes couldn't help but widen, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Even a blind person can see that there are any casualties in the Qing Clan, and if you don't look at the thousands of martial cultivators around, how huge your qi and blood are?

He wanted to reprimand, but was stopped by Mr. Tsuru.

snorted coldly in his heart: Yun Shangqing has always been upright, how can he allow the Qing clan to talk nonsense and prevaricate casually?

What stunned him was that Yun Shuyu seemed to really believe in Qing's words.

Uncle Yun slightly chucked his jaw and agreed: "The Qing clan was besieged by Queshan Mountain, and the people cried bloody battles, and then forced the Qing clan to participate in the war, the old man was unreasonable. ”

Xing Boyun was dumbfounded.

Yun Shangqing, are you blind?

The Qing clan people all over the surrounding mountains are jumping around one by one, and there is not even a single wounded or sick!

Mr. Zhong Chang finally mustered up his courage and said loudly: "Yun Shangqing, don't be coaxed by the Qing Clan, there is no evidence, how can you prove that he killed the ghost king of the Ghost Witch Clan?"

"Empty talk?"

Qingyang sneered faintly and gestured, "What do you think is that?"

Following the direction of his finger, he saw a huge long horn, more than ten zhang hideous and terrifying, and there was a huge ghost claw finger next to it, thirty zhang long.

Although the ghost witch and ghost king are not there, the ghost king of Ning Di has a giant horn remaining.

Feeling the residual breath above, as if encountering a desolate ghost, Mr. Zhong Chang's eyes rolled and he fainted, causing the Qing clan to laugh for a while.

Yun Shuyu's eyes lit up, and he was more and more pleasant to Qingyang, and he said gently:

"The ghost and witch are in trouble in the northern Xinjiang, and it is indeed a good opportunity to exterminate it in front of us, Zuo Shigong once said that the Qing clan has a law for a while, called the God of War Law Phase, and I hope the sergeant will not be stingy!"

Hearing the last sentence, Qingyang finally understood everything.

It is no wonder that after Mr. He and Yun Shangqing came to Queshan, they never mentioned it to the tens of thousands of people, it turned out that they wanted to negotiate terms with themselves and exchange the Qing Clan's formation.

His heart moved, his face was full of grief, and he said in a low tone: "The Great Wilderness is difficult to start, there are more than 100 people, and tens of thousands of people are attached to me, and please let Shangqing bother and allow them to belong to the Qing clan!"

Uncle Yun was expressionless, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

Only the name and the instrument cannot be faked!

The name is the recognized name and status, and the vessel is a sacrificial heavy weapon that represents the power of the state.

Qingyang made his conditions, wanting the God of War to be able to solve the identity problem of tens of thousands of wild people first.

Uncle Yun smiled on his face, but said indifferently: "The people of the Great Wilderness are unrestrained and do not know the majesty of the law.

Once they become countrymen, they may become rebellious under the constraints of the law, so what is the best way for the sergeant to restrain them and turn them into Frenchmen? )