.”

"Your Majesty."

"Your Majesty!"

When the barbarian alien king appeared in the human camp, it was completely occupied by the barbarians, and the tall and mighty barbarians put down the harvest in their hands one after another, kneeling towards him and performing barbarian etiquette.

All the way forward, and finally the barbarian king stopped in front of the big tent in the middle of the camp.

Here gathered the three hundred soldiers who surrendered from the elite of the Five Thousand Feather Forest, all of whom were pierced through the pipa bone and knelt on the ground, while one of the heroic middle-aged men with his armor off was sitting cross-legged in the middle.

The surrounding firelight was swaying, and it was full of barbarian elites who were fully armed like iron towers.

As if sensing something, the middle-aged man in the middle slowly opened his eyes and looked at the barbarian who came from the snow.

The middle-aged man, supported by the guards next to him, walked out of the crowd and stared at the barbarian king calmly.

Between the crackling of the bonfire,

The Barbarian King walked two meters in front of the middle-aged man and stopped.

The middle-aged man was burly, but he still looked a little short under the tower-like figure of the barbarian king.

The middle-aged man's back is straight:

"You're the barbarian king?"

"Yes, this king remembers you."

The barbarian king stared at each other, and slowly spit out a rather jerky Dayan sentence in his hoarse vocal cords:

"A subordinate general beside Wu Yuan on Dali Mountain."

The middle-aged man grinned when he heard this:

"Lord Barbarian King remembers that I am really scared, but I haven't seen Lord Barbarian King when I was in Dali Mountain, after all, you always hide behind the camp and don't come out."

The barbarian king was not angry, and said calmly:

"This king thinks that if you surrender, it shouldn't be to seek death directly."

The middle-aged man nodded and spit out a sentence:

"The barbarian king is smart, I surrendered for two things."

The barbarian king stared at the middle-aged man and nodded:

"When you finish speaking, this king can give you a decent one."

The middle-aged man hugged his fists:

"Then I will thank the Barbarian King first, and the first thing is to bring a message to the Barbarian King for my princess."

When the barbarian king heard this, the corners of his lips seemed to be smiling, which was meaningful:

"It's been two months since Da Li Mountain was separated, and this king thought that he could see Wu Yuan in Yunshun Mountain, but it turned out that the nobles walked more in advance, what did she want to say to this king?"

The middle-aged man stared at the barbarian king, neither humble nor silent, and said in a deep voice:

"The princess told me to tell the Barbarian King,

"The time will not wait, for the time being, return this horn device to the foreign king, and retrieve it with your head in the future."

Saying,

The middle-aged man took out half of the horn from Buyi's arms and handed it to the tall barbarian king in front of him.

The barbarian king took it as usual, it was the bone spur that he was cut off by Na Wu Yuan in Dali Mountain:

"Okay, this king can wait for her.

"What's next."

“.”

The middle-aged man did not speak immediately, and under the gaze of the barbarians, he knelt down and bowed deeply to the south.

Then, he got up and glanced back at the three hundred soldiers who were kneeling on the ground, and said with a smile:

"I'm in the Thousand Thorns Camp, and I want to give the princess a big gift to the Barbarian King."

After that, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and without warning, he directly turned his fist into a palm and stabbed him in the chest.

“.”

When the barbarian king saw it, his expression was still calm, and he didn't mean to stop it in the slightest.

Because half of the three hundred soldiers behind the middle-aged man made the same move.

Source Crystal.

These Terrans directly swallowed the Source Crystals containing the Furious Source Qi in those storehouses.

Immediately, a loud laugh spread throughout the camp:

"Princess, this life is over, in the next life, I Kong Yanghao is still willing to be your song!"

The next moment,

The wind was fierce, the flames were blazing, and a huge mushroom cloud rose up in the snowy night

Forty-five years of Jiajing,

Heavy snowfall fell in the north, Wu Yuan was defeated and took Yunshun Mountain, and all the 5,000 soldiers of the Thousand Thorns Battalion died.

Seven days later, Marquis Wu suddenly appeared in Beifeng City and led the Beifeng army of the four towns into the Northern Wilderness Snow Plain.

At the same time, a piece of gossip gradually spread in the bustling city of Di'an.

Xu Sanshao of Xiangguo Mansion has returned to Beijing.

Compared with the changes in the war situation in the north, Xu Yuan's life in the imperial capital was very peaceful.

Dad didn't mean to let him take over the affairs immediately for the time being, and the heir on the bright side was still the old brother who forced the king.

Because of this, his life is very idle.

It wasn't until two days later that Xu Yinhe called him to the study and gave him a letter, asking if the person who wrote it was Zhou Chen or him.

The signature is Li Yunqing, the younger brother whom Xu Yuan just recognized not long ago.

Seeing the content of this letter, Xu Yuan laughed directly.

It's very restrained, and there are no fancy words, but you can see the meaning of killing at a glance.

Xu Yuan thought that this father would ask him something, but Xu Yinhe only vaguely told him that if he went out to play, he would not help these three princes in the land of fireworks.

However, Xu Yuan had no intention of going to those places at all at this stage, because he had to hurry up his cultivation.

The Nine Yuan Pacification Technique allowed him to cultivate all the time, but his speed still couldn't catch up with his own cultivation.

In this transcendent world that is considered a high martial arts, although cultivation is not omnipotent, if you want to sit in the position of your father, it is absolutely impossible to cultivate without cultivation.

Therefore, life in Dijing is similar to that in Jingjiang Mansion, and the only difference is probably that cultivation resources such as pill source crystals can be supplied in unlimited quantities.

As the heart of the Great Yan, Di'an City is extremely rich in all kinds of materials drawn from all over the country, and the treasury of Xiangguo Mansion is naturally the same.

During this time, Xu Yuanfang realized what it means to be rich and capricious.

One hundred taels of various precious pills can be eaten as jelly beans, and thousands of taels of silver can be dried up in a day.

Occasionally, I will take a superb elixir worth 10,000 taels.

Compared to the cost of cultivation, the cost of visiting the Hook Bar in the past was simply not worth mentioning.

Taking medicine, cultivating, eating, taking medicine, cultivating, taking medicinal baths, sleeping.

The life of a rich man is so boring and boring.

However, Xu Changge, the eldest brother, occasionally took time out of his busy schedule to come to him, which brought a little pain to his boring and boring life.

In the name of beauty, help him exercise his actual combat ability.

Sparring swordsmanship.

The gentleman agreed that Xu Changge only used sword skills and did not use Yuan Qi, while Xu Yuan could use the soul power of the saint.

And with the instinct to integrate into the body for more than ten years in the illusion, Xu Yuan was not very scared of this big brother at first.

However, after being hung up and beaten a few times, Xu Yuan learned from the pain.

Well, just pretend to be dead and don't fight directly.

In addition, the greatest feeling that the Xiangguo Mansion in the imperial capital gave Xu Yuan was that there were as many high-level cultivators in it as there were cabbage.

Occasionally, after eating, you can walk along the wetland lake, and you can see five or six third-grade grandmasters to report their work, and most of the nursing homes are almost all five-grade cultivation upwards, and the most inferior maids and waiters generally have about eight-grade cultivation.

After about half a month of such a life, the news of Xu Yuan's return to Beijing was also deliberately spread.

Therefore,

His boring and boring life has one more tick to listen to.

(End of chapter)