"What the general said is true, please let Zhanyun retract his previous words. He bowed his head and said, his drooping hair blocked his eyes that were already hiding behind the mask, and he calmed down, trying not to shake his voice, "Zhan Yun has shed blood for the Western Regions for many years, and has heard many rumors about General Ye, who is brutal and murderous, insidious and cunning, and does everything to fight in battle. ”

He felt a few of the Bone Countrymen behind him quietly take a cool breath.

His Adam's apple moved, and he continued: "So Zhan Yun saw General Ye and said things against his will, just so that he could live. I don't want General Ye to be quite stylish, which is very different from what Zhan Yun thinks. ”

Yelans turned his head and looked down at him with a smile on his face, with obvious distrust and contempt in his eyes: "And what is your truth?"

"Zhan Yun was born in the Yellow Sand, swore to shed dry blood for the Yellow Sand, although Zhan Yun is a descendant of the Zhan family, but was born in Geshiburg, the old lord Duo Yi is like a father to Zhan Yun, Zhan Yun swears that his flesh and soul will be dedicated to the Yellow Sands of the Western Regions. ”

Zhan Yun endured the discomfort of the heavy Xuan Li in this room, and tried his best to clear his mind.

Zhan Yun paused, and when he said this, his eyes were red, and his voice trembled slightly: "That's why Zhan Yun killed the old lord." The old lord hated the bone country, had a hard and unyielding temperament, and was not moved by the current situation. Zhan Yun thought that no matter what kind of hatred there was between the Western Regions and the Bone Country, the people of Dawn should come first, hatred could only bring blood, and if the Bone Country and the Western Regions made friends, they could exchange for a thousand years of peace. ”

Finally, Zhan Yun said loudly: "For this reason, even if Zhan Yun incarnates as a member of the Bone Country, he will not hesitate to see the Western Regions again for the rest of his life." General Ye, please. ”

Then there was a long silence,

Zhanyun maintained this position, froze there.

All he could say was done.

Next, his fate can only be decided by the old monster in front of him who has lived for an unknown amount of time and has read countless people.

Yelansi is one of the generals of the Ghost Kingdom who became famous when the God Emperor of the Apocalypse returned to One and fought with the Ghost Kingdom. This is a Duo Yiba, an old monster of Beidi Ming's generation.

His appearance directly disrupted Zhanyun's plans.

Yelans looked at him and didn't speak. It seems to be considering the credibility of the alien's words.

The eagle-hooked nose bone clan man behind Zhan Yun spoke: "Emperor, this young man, it's not like lying. We watched him all the way. ”

The rest of the Bone Clan didn't speak, but their eyes could tell that they all agreed with the hooked nose.

"Xuanxuan. Yelans finally spoke, and whispered the name of the eagle's hooked nose.

Xuan Yu "plopped" and knelt down cleanly: "Emperor." ”

"You have followed this seat for many years, and you should understand the rules of this seat for looking at people. Ye Lansi stared at Zhan Yun deadly, and continued to use his voice that was pressed in his throat and could clearly preach everyone's ears and said, "This guy's words, not only you, even if I, Ye Lansi, have lived for hundreds of years and are used to seeing cows, ghosts, gods and snakes, I can't find fault." However, the experience of this seat tells this seat that people do not need to listen to those fancy words, just remember one sentence: those who are not of my race will have different hearts. ”

Zhan Yun's heart sank.

A wave of grief and indignation crept into his heart like a dense ant. Even if you do this, you still ...... Can't stay?

The old man's face flashed through his mind again, and the old man's hot blood sprayed on his black armor one by one.

His heart ached and remorseled with ache and remorse.

If he dies on the yellow sand with Duo Yiba, he is a hero. And dying in this bone country, he is worthless, and he will have to bear the infamy of a sinner in the Western Regions for several lifetimes.

Just then, an untimely light laugh came—

"Master, what are you doing so seriously?"

With this fluttering sentence, everyone's attention was jerked away.

Even Yelans narrowed his gaze and looked sideways at the comer.

This is a young man who looks eighteen or nineteen years old, with long hair tied back with bone ornaments, and a pair of bright eyes. He was neither tall nor short, slightly thin, and wore a striking white dress that was different from that of other bone clans.

The young man's face was slightly thin, and his excessively pale complexion was slightly sickly, but judging his expression and demeanor, he showed a graceful and free manner.

Zhan Yun was shocked.

He didn't know how long the boy had been standing there.

Before the young man said anything, Zhan Yun believed that no one present would be aware of his existence except for Ye Lansi.

This is definitely a terrifying teenager with profound and profound powers.

Zhan Yun understood that this could only be the prodigy in everyone's mouth, the Prince Xuan of the Bone Kingdom.

He didn't know if he had passed the Yelans level, but he knew that the next person who could control his fate was this rather immature Bone Clan boy.

The young man walked up to Yelans, who bowed to him, "Prince." ”

Prince Xuan bowed back to Ye Lansi and said with a smile: "Master, the disciple has made an oath, whoever kills the Emperor or the Emperor Canghuang will be my brother." Master wouldn't want his disciples to break his word, would he?"

Ye Lansi looked at Prince Xuan's gentle and smiling eyes.

For a moment, he had to nod, and there seemed to be helplessness in his tone: "This is nature." ”

"However, Master has always taught his disciples that if they are not of my race, their hearts will be different. The disciple is also unwilling to disobey the master's will, then, the war cloud in the Western Regions--" Prince Xuan helped the war cloud kneeling on the ground up.

Standing in front of the tall and sturdy man from the Western Regions, Prince Xuan looked even weaker.

But the confidence in the young man's eyes and the smile on his lips were telling Zhan Yun that he was the one who shrunk and was helpless.

"—Will you be my clansman?" the young man opened his arms and extended an invitation to Zhanyun.

Zhan Yun looked at him and said firmly: "I am willing." ”

Everything in the world has been marked with a price in the dark, and Zhan Yun knows that he is willing, and he definitely needs to pay something.

After Prince Xuan waited for the answer he wanted, the smile in his eyes became stronger: "Very good, then bring it." ”

A group of black-haired, black-eyed, bronzed-complexioned Westerners, their hands and feet were tightly tied, and several strong bone clans carried them up.

Just like that, the rows were thrown in front of the war clouds.

Zhan Yun's hand holding the heavy sword trembled unconsciously.

He turned his head to look at Prince Xuan, who had an inquiring gaze.

Prince Xuan smiled at Zhan Yun and said, "You said that you are willing to be a member of my clan, then you can say goodbye to the Western Regions." ”

The frightened group of people from the Western Regions realized that there was a person from the Western Regions standing in front of them.

One of the frail old women looked at him as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

Moved his legs to Zhan Yun, tilted his head and shook his head with tears in his eyes.

The bone clan on the side ripped the cloth off her mouth.

"Please, please, uncle, beg ......"

Not only do you have to face the eyes of the people of the Western Regions, but also listen to their pleading?

Zhan Yun shouted the words "don't take it off" in his heart, but the pieces of cloth that sealed the mouths of the people in the Western Regions were torn off piece by piece.

"Please, please, please!"

"We're just ordinary people!"

"We are the people of the Western Regions divided by An'an!"

"We're just ordinary people! We don't have any disrespect for ghosts, ghost countries!"

The old woman looked at Zhan Yun: "Master Jun, can you help us say something......

One of the bone clans who led the people up sneered: "This military master is also our prisoner now, beg him, do you want to die a more miserable death?"

As soon as these words came out, the old woman's tearful eyes froze, and the body that had been moved up with great difficulty moved back.

"We are really innocent and innocent with the ghost country!"

"I'm an honest peddler, and I have a wife and children at home......"

"The murder was done by their soldiers! It has nothing to do with us!"

"It has nothing to do with us ordinary people!"

Zhan Yun stood there, and there was a pain in his heart that could not be ignored.

However, he quite understands these helpless people of the Western Regions, and any ordinary person will be so reluctant to say anything in order to survive.

He couldn't even blame these poor people from the Western Regions, in comparison, he had cut the neck of the old lord, and the crime was monstrous.

He understood that Prince Xuan, who was standing there with his arms crossed, did not think that with a few weak people, he could make himself hate the people of the Western Regions who had been protecting him.

This guy ...... Prince Xuan just wanted to make his heart ache.

If he guessed correctly, next, Prince Xuan will reveal his evil deeds in front of the people of the Western Regions—

"War clouds in the Western Regions. Prince Xuan's voice came, "Don't you draw a line with your people from the Western Regions? You know, you have already made up your mind to be our clansman, and even kill the old lord to invite merit." ”

Prince Xuan's voice was not loud, not small, clear and harsh.

The various cries and begging for mercy of the people from the Western Regions who were present stopped in an instant.

"Old, old lord...... What do you say?!"

"How is it possible! How can the old lord be killed!"

"You, you ......"

"You, how dare you!"

"You traitor to glory!"

"You don't deserve to be us from the Western Regions!"

Zhan Yun lowered his eyes, not looking at these people from the Western Regions who lost their fear for a moment, and after being stunned, they looked resentful and sad.

Zhan Yun knelt down on one knee to them and said in a deep voice: "I killed the old lord, I am guilty." From then on, I will not be a soldier in the Western Regions in life, and I will not be a citizen of Shazu in death. ”

"Bastard! The old lord is our hero!"

"You want to be a traitor! Just do it! Kill the old lord, you will never be able to live again!"

"The Western Regions can do without us!

“......”

Zhan Yun's heart was full of grief and indignation.

This is the first time in many years that he has so lamented someone's death. This is a man who can make the cowardly and timid forget that he is in danger.

But who can he say to his grief and indignation? Prince Xuan of the Bone Kingdom, or Yelansi, or in a dream, to the old lord who died in his own hands?

Prince Xuan's hand was on his shoulder: "Get up, next, you know what to do." ”

Zhanyun slowly got up, and he felt his whole body stiff like an old machine.

"Really, do you want me to do this?" Zhan Yun's voice trembled.

"Nature is true. Prince Xuan's gaze was a little colder, "Don't you really think that my Bone Clan can be done casually, don't you really think that peace can come casually?"