"Thank you, thank you, Master Hou!"

The efficiency of the Xuanjia Army was very fast, and it didn't take a moment to set up a cauldron at the gate of the city, and the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army put away their swords, each carrying some steaming steamed buns, and shuttled into the barbarian military formation. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dare to ask the prince!" After pondering in the crowd for a long time, Tong Zhenhai turned his gaze back to Mu Donglin's face and said, "Why don't you see the big picture?"

"In order to buy time for the clansmen, my father ...... Father's ...... Martyrdom!"

Mu Donglin didn't look up, choking and chewing on the nest in his hand, he wanted to turn around, he still didn't want Tong Zhenhai to see his fragility at this time......

"Lord Wang, it's not good...... Seven princesses, she ......"

A hurried shout reached Mu Donglin's ears, Teng, half of the nest head in his hand fell to the ground, he didn't care about what to say to Tong Zhenhai, he turned around, gritted his teeth and dragged the pair of legs like lead, step by step, stumbling towards the carriage in the center of the barbarian army......

"Master Hou?"

"Let's take a look!"

With his own soldiers, Tong Zhenhai gently raised his steps and paced in the direction of Mu Donglin's running.

"Ruoshui!" even crawled and rolled to the side of the carriage, and as soon as he lifted the curtain, Mu Donglin stared at the girl sleeping in the carriage with a nervous face, like a dream, and the shoulders of King Lanling began to tremble like chaff: "Ruoshui, is it better......?"

The girl lying in the carriage of the "Donglin ......" did not have any blood on her face, and she was miserable and white, although it was, it could not hide her world-like face...... The only regret was that on that stunning face, a hideous and terrifying sword mark almost pierced her cheeks...... She is Jin Ruoshui, the seventh princess of the barbarian tribe who once wanted Liu Chen to be her golden sword and horse, Jin Ruoshui!

"We ...... Are we in the customs?"

"Enter Ruoshui!" trembling and holding the girl's little hand into the palm of his hand, Mu Donglin endured the stinging pain in his heart, and pretended to be happy: "We arrived in Weizhou, and it won't be long before we can see the Canglan River and arrive in Chang'an...... When you arrive in Chang'an, I will definitely find you the best doctor...... Hold on, okay?"

"Hehe......" Jin Ruoshui wanted to raise her hand to wipe the dust off Mu Donglin's face, but she worked hard for a long time, and in the end, she sighed lightly and dizzy......

"Ruoshui!"

......

"Can it be saved?" Looking at Mu Donglin, who was kneeling beside the carriage in front of him, Tong Zhenhai sighed bitterly, turned his head to the military doctor beside him and asked, "What elixir Jin Dan do you need, just open your mouth!"

"Master Hou!" the old military doctor frowned and observed for a long time, then shook his head and said lightly: "The poison planted by the Seventh Princess comes from outside the territory, and the old man is incompetent......"

As soon as the old military doctor spoke, Tong Zhenhai obviously felt Mu Donglin's shoulder suddenly shake, and then he became more stiff.

"But ......"

"But what?" Before Tong Zhenhai could answer, Mu Donglin suddenly turned around, grabbed the old military doctor's hand with a panicked face and said, "What can I do, sir? No matter what the price is, please help me!"

"Lord Wang!" The old military doctor smiled bitterly, he could feel the anxiety in King Lanling's heart, so he didn't sell it, and even replied: "Old decay can delay the spread of toxins in the princess's body, if you can take the princess to Chang'an, there is someone there who can detoxify the princess!"

"Who?"

"Medicine King Zhou Mubai, and Queen Canglan Beigong Fu!"

......

Chang'an, the mansion of Yunguo.

The holy lords of the various families gathered together, one to celebrate the New Year, the old friends reminisced, and the other came, the third day of the Lunar New Year is also the birthday of the Qingyang Daoren, the peak master of the Martial God Peak, the fifteenth year of the Apocalypse, the Qingyang Daoist is the sixtieth birthday, the guests gathered together, and they were happy to exchange glasses.

"Bang!"

However, there was a discordant sound that interrupted the laughter of the Holy Lords, and everyone's eyes looked in a certain direction, where the brows of the Sword Sect Sect Sect Master Wu Qiuyu instantly wrinkled, and even the teacup in his hand was also crushed by his lack of strength......

"Old Wu?" Seeing this situation, Ji Yang, the richest man in the empire, bent the corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but joke: "Mr. Qingyang is just celebrating his birthday, and I don't think the congratulatory gift you gave is too vulgar...... Hey, hey!"

"Autumn rain, what's the situation?"

glared at Ji Yang angrily, and waited until the richest man lowered his head in disgust, and Liu Jingfeng said lightly: "Is something wrong?"

"Everyone!" Wu Qiuyu raised his head, slowly got up and walked to the center of the hall, and after looking around, he said lightly with a solemn face: "Zhenhai just sent me the news, after the defeat of the Lanling King, he led tens of thousands of remnants to Hangu Pass with a large number of people, and they want to enter the pass!"

"What!"

"Entry?"

The old men who were still smiling before were all stunned, and even the old Qingyang Dao, who had been squinting and smiling, unconsciously opened his eyes at this moment, frowning and thinking hard.

"They had no strength left to fight, and for three days and three nights, they did not eat a drop of water or rice...... Including the King of Lanling, tens of thousands of barbarian soldiers can't stand still!"

“......”

"Zhenhai has now opened the gate, buried the pot at the gate of the city to rebel, get them something to eat, in order to show sincerity, the barbarian army has all been disarmed...... King Lanling said that he has important military reports to report to His Majesty and King Canglan!"

The hall was silent, and the troupe in the front yard also left here with great interest, and the old men present almost represented the ruling class of Great Xia, and all the holy lords and grand dukes were present, and for a while, this atmosphere seemed a little too weird.

"Shocking Wind!" In the end, it was the top Qingyang Old Dao who broke the silence, and after a little sigh, he opened his mouth and asked Liu Jingfeng beside him, "What do you think about this?"

"It's been 10,000 years, and no barbarian soldier has been able to step through Hangu Pass for half a step, this is ...... Difficult!"

"Big brother is very right!" After taking over Liu Jingfeng's words, Ji Wanzhu, who had been very quiet, stood up and said softly towards the monarchs: "Tens of thousands of barbarian remnants, it is conceivable that the people they protect are at least no less than 100,000, and the masters of the Lanling Palace, who have long heard that are far superior to the Golden Horde Court, have already been several times better than the Golden Horde......

"Is it just Mu Donglin who came?" Qingyang Lao Dao nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Wu Qiuyu in the field and said, "What about Mu Zhen?"

"King Lanling said that Mu Xiang unfortunately fell in Langzhou in order to cover their retreat......"

"A-Mi-Buddha!"

"Alas!"

Maybe it's the heroes who cherish the heroes, the bigwigs present shook their heads and regretted it, the fall of a generation of virtuous ministers marks the complete dissipation of the last light of the seventy-two tribes in the Western Regions, from now on, this Western Regions will no longer be the world of barbarians!

"Sheng'er!"

After a long time, Qingyang Lao Dao retracted the sigh in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, he looked at the corner of the hall door, and when the plain-shirted young man in the corner got up and gave his hand, he opened his mouth and ordered: "You personally go to Bauhinia Mountain, meet the mountain lord, and inform all the information here, in addition, arrange people to go to the General's Mansion and Yongshou Palace respectively, and invite King Canglan and Emperor Ji to come over the mansion!"

"Yes!"

"Qiu Yu, you send a letter to Brother Zhenhai, ask him to tell King Lanling, at the latest, we will give him an answer!"

"Hmm!" (To be continued.) )