Yan Tianlong's face was angry, and his breathing was heavy. No matter how you look at it, you look extremely angry when you learn about it. But in Yu Yi's eyes, this man with a fierce face full of wrinkles on his face, I'm afraid it's not so simple, just from his current expression, Yu Yi is more sure of his judgment.

Yu Yi hooked the corners of his mouth and stretched his sleeves and palms: "Then the king of hard work is on board." ”

Yan Tianzong raised his eyebrows, his expression softened a little, with a very shallow smile on his face, and said, "Where the responsibility is, Yu ......"

"Still,"

Yu Yi opened his mouth to interrupt Yan Tianzong's words, and the invincible King of the Northern Khan instantly cooled down, he had sat on this throne for nearly forty years, and he had never met anyone who dared to interrupt him like this.

Looking at Yu Yi again, his face was relaxed and his tone was indifferent.

"Just set up a banquet, the foreign minister still has important things to do, and he needs to return to the capital as soon as possible to resume his life and leave immediately."

Yan Moli turned his head sharply, staring at Yu Yi who was behind with his hands on the side. He didn't look at Yan Moli, he just looked up at the king of a country on the dragon platform.

Yan Tianzong was not angry, he closed his eyes and nodded slowly and heavily, he turned his back to everyone.

Murderous!

Suddenly, a flying sword struck from the crowd and swept past Yu Yi's ear like a star. The speed was too fast, and although Yu Yi reacted the moment he felt the murderous aura, he couldn't catch up with the flying sword at all.

By the time Yu Yi's eyes locked on it again, the flying sword had already pierced deep into the dragon chair. And Yan Tianzong was overturned to the ground by the wave of qi brought by the flying sword.

At the same time, the sound of uniform marching footsteps sounded outside the Taiqian Palace again, and Chu Tianlu once again came against the light. This time, he took the cadres and all the guards to surround the entire Taiqian Palace, surrounded hundreds of officials, and even surrounded Yu Yi and Yan Moli.

Chu Tianlu drew his sword out of the sheath and walked quickly onto the dragon platform. Yan Tianzong had just gotten up, the beaded curtain crown was slanted, and the dragon robe was even more messy. Chu Tianlu put the sword on the neck of the king of the Northern Khan, and the hundred officials were even more frightened and did not dare to act rashly, and they all sat honestly in their positions with their heads down and quietly raised their eyebrows to look at the situation at the scene.

"Chu Tianlu!"

Yan Moli's roar echoed in the hall: "What are you doing here!" Rebellion! ”

"You..."

Chu Tianlu brought the sword a little closer, making Yan Tianzong swallow his words back.

He held his sword and looked back at Yan Moli, whose face was distorted by anger: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, you are a defeated general!" ”

He looked around the main hall, walked past every Northern Khan minister, and shouted loudly: "Defeated! How can you command hundreds of officials and thousands of armies! The defeated will reign! I'm North Khan! How can you raise your head in Qingyang in the future! ”

"Chu Tianlu!" Yan Moli spoke angrily, but there were no words to refute him.

Northern Khan, known for his belligerence. In that year, Qingyang was in civil strife, and Emperor An signed an agreement with the king of the Northern Khan, and the Northern Khan would not participate in the civil strife in Qingyang before he became emperor.

After four years of civil strife in Qingyang, Emperor An sat on the dragon chair and put on the dragon robe. So far, Bei Khan and Qingyang have been fighting against each other for nearly twenty years, until Yu Yisheng captured Yan Moli.

Since the founding of the country, the Northern Khan has rarely been defeated. What's more, it was the future king of the Northern Khan who was defeated.

"Your Majesty, you have led the Northern Khan to countless glories, and we respect you. But you're so confused, since you can't make up your mind, the minister helped you! ”

Chu Tianlu faced the generals and shouted: "Draw your sword!" ”

At the sound of an order, the cold light flashed immediately, and when I looked at it again, a hundred swords were already facing the two of them.

"Kill both!"

Chu Tianlu's eyes were already red, and his eyes were full of murderous energy.

Yes, Yan Moli has always been too naïve. He never thought that he would be a defeated general and a prince of the Northern Khan, this dual identity, would he still be welcome in the Northern Khan?

A king of the Northern Khan, who has lost a battle that must be won, is it really what the people of the Northern Khan want?

A Northern Khan king who was captured by the newly established country, can he really make the people of White Khan raise their heads in this troubled era?

At this moment, Yan Moli was even a little demented, he forgot to resist, and watched the sword fall towards him.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands put on his shoulders and pulled him back, and the ensuing sword cut off his hair, and the shadow of the sword swept over Yan Moli's eyes, bringing him back to his senses.

"What do you think! Don't die! Yu Yi roared, "See you at the city gate!" ”

At the moment, neither of them can take care of anyone, don't look at the more than 100 people now, how many people are still outside. Yu Yi dropped this sentence and rushed towards the crowd.

A soldier rushed faster than anyone else, holding a scimitar high and shouting at Yu Yi. Yu Yizhu ran two steps and then kicked straight at the soldier's chest, and the next moment he flew out with blood spitting out.

The body that had fainted slammed into the slower soldier behind him, and in an instant, he fell into a large area.

Yu Yi gained some time, and he suddenly looked back at Chu Tianlu on the dragon platform.

Chu Tianlu is still fierce. And Yu Yi, his hair was scattered, but he brought that crazy laugh. He waved his big hand, and in just an instant, Mo Yuan, who had been taken away by the soldiers at the gate of the Taiqian Palace, broke through the air.

Everywhere Mo Yuan passed, blood was splashed, Chu Tianlu was startled, and immediately held the sword rung.

"General Chu." Yu Yi smiled and shouted, "You and the king have given a meeting gift, and the king is even satisfied, so you can still be satisfied with this gift!" ”