At this critical moment, a sharp voice came: "His Royal Highness has arrived!"

In the field, the tiger warrior who originally looked at the black-faced middle-aged man in the hall and the princes and grandsons who were onlookers turned their heads sideways and looked respectfully at the young man who came from the Yushu Linfeng outside the Imperial Palace.

This young man is eight feet tall, with sword eyebrows and sideburns, a face like a crown of jade, a nose like a hanging gall, red lips and bright teeth, wearing a pale yellow brocade robe, wearing a warm jade crown, and walking with a dragon and tiger, he has a natural nobility.

This is the demeanor and momentum of a real prince, and the side branches of the royal family on the side are compared with these eight princes, just like the difference between a grass chicken and a phoenix. Yes

'What a strong momentum. ’

Qin Yin only glanced at the Eighth Prince, then lowered his head, his eyes were swollen with a trace of pain, the glance just now Qin Yin was facing the Eighth Prince's gaze, although it was only for a moment, it made Qin Yin see the cold killing intent hidden in his eyes.

"I've seen His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince!"

Everyone saluted to the Eighth Emperor Qin Hui, but they all had different expressions on their faces, and the faces of those Wangsun nobles who were standing outside were full of schadenfreude, and their eyes looking at Qin Yin were full of banter and excitement.

And Lan Huisi, who originally had a dead gray face, instantly radiated, not only with the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe on his face, but also with a viciousness that could not be concealed in the corners of his eyes.

It's just that to the disappointment of these kings and grandsons, Qin Yin's face was flat and abnormal from beginning to end, as if the arrival of the Eighth Prince had been expected by him.

"Thirteenth uncle, Qin Hui will never dare to accept your gift!"

However, what made the kings and nobles suspicious was that when the eighth prince, who was originally as gentle as a spring breeze, saw the black-faced middle-aged man saluting him, he hurriedly jumped away from the side, and then waved his hand, and said with some trepidation in his voice.

"Uncle Thirteen, is it ...... The legendary Wei Wang Qin Yan? The one who killed nine million barbarians in the First World War and killed the southern barbarians who fled all the way south for 100,000 miles without daring to look north?

As soon as some thoughtful Wang Sun Guixuan rolled their eyes, a familiar but unfamiliar name involuntarily appeared in their hearts.

Wei Wang Qin Yan, the thirteenth son of the first emperor, and the younger brother of Qin Wuyang, the current emperor of Great Xia, has fought thousands of battles in his life, never defeated, and because of his cruel methods, he has killed countless people, so he is known as the god of killing in Great Xia. Twenty years ago, the Southern Barbarian Fire Clan rebelled, gathered tens of millions of troops to invade the north of Great Xia, the Wei King Qin Yan was ordered to go out, with a million troops in the desperate Grand Canyon ambush, that battle, Qin Yan led eight thousand tigers to rush into battle, alone beheaded one hundred and eight cave masters of the Southern Barbarians, and finally in the tens of millions of troops in the Southern Barbarian King beheaded under the horse, this battle of the Great Xia Army killed the Southern Barbarian Army of nine million, killed the vitality of the Southern Barbarian Fire Clan, and it was difficult to recover within a hundred years. This battle made the name of the Wei King Qin Yan famous on the continent and powerful all over the world, and also dispelled the minds of those ambitious alien races around Great Xia.

It's just that since the Battle of the Desperate Grand Canyon that year, Weiwang Qin Yan has disappeared from everyone's sight, leaving only all kinds of legendary stories, and more people think that Weiwang Qin Yan must have been hit hard and died.

These princes and grandsons had not experienced the epic war that shook the continent twenty years ago, so they had no specific concept of the name Qin Yan, the king of Wei, until this moment when they heard the words of the eighth prince, they were stunned to realize that the middle-aged man with a dark face and an ordinary figure was actually the legendary figure.

"The Eighth Highness is just right, this eunuch is extremely evil, bullying the master with slavery, insulting the royal blood, how does His Highness think to deal with it?"

Wei Wang Qin Yan nodded, his eyes turned, and he stretched out his hand to point at Lan Huisi, who was about to break his heart at this time, and continued: "Before this seat has spoken, this eunuch has repeatedly mentioned that he is the old man of the Eighth Prince, saying that if this seat disposes of him, His Royal Highness will definitely avenge him. ”

"What? This damn eunuch dares to rely on serving the temple for several years to behave like this? Come on, drag this damn slave out and kill him with a rod!"

The eighth prince's face Qin Hui's face changed greatly, and he pointed at Lan Huisi with a look of shock and anger, his expression did not seem to be fake at all, obviously he was also angered by Lan Huisi's stupid behavior, and he actually dared to threaten the dignified King Wei, isn't this the old birthday star eating arsenic - looking for death?

Who is Wei Wang Qin Yan? This is a peerless murderer known as the god of killing in Great Xia, and he didn't even blink an eye when he killed nine million Southern Barbarians, and a little eunuch actually dared to threaten such a fierce and ruthless man, and even dragged himself into the water, isn't this obviously framing himself?

"Lord Wen has arrived!"

Just when the guards behind the two Eight Princes wanted to step forward and drag Lan Huisi down, a chanting came from the door, and then, a heroic boy wearing a red robe and silver armor, a lion head swallowing belt around his waist, lying silkworm eyebrows, and red phoenix eyes rushed in.

This military general is the beloved daughter of Zhang Yi, the king of Huan, Zhang Yiyun, who was canonized as the lord of Wen.

Qin Yin only felt that his eyes lit up, and he was facing Zhang Yiyun's beautiful eyes, and he was a little stunned for a while, but this stunned look was very rude in Zhang Yiyun's eyes, so that a cold snort suddenly came from Qin Yin's ears.

"Uncle Thirteen, I'm here to protect people!" Zhang Yiyun arched his hand towards Wei Wang, and the moment he turned his head with a cold face, he was replaced by a terrifying smile.

"It's Xiao Yunyun here!" A touch of kindness flashed in the eyes of the Wei King Qin Yan, he glanced at the visitor, and then shook his head and said: "But this matter, the thirteenth uncle is powerless, the state has national laws, the family has family rules, and our Qin clan, as the first clan of the empire, naturally has to abide by this." But don't worry, as long as he doesn't make a mistake, I will definitely return his innocence. ”

"Thank you Uncle Thirteen for that!" Zhang Yiyun nodded, didn't say much, and walked to the side and sat down without looking at Qin Yin.

I thought Golan was a great guy, but I didn't expect him to be a womanizer. Lord Wen was disappointed in his heart, but he remembered the anxious appearance of the county lord of Golan before, and his heart became more and more angry, and then he looked at the eighth prince with a face full of fear, and couldn't help but say: "Starling brother, I heard on the road that one of your servants dared to scold the royal blood like a dog, not only deducting the monthly salary, but also being extremely rude to the thirteenth uncle, hehe...... Starling, you're a good minion. ”

"This ...... Sister Yun, this ......" The Eighth Prince opened his mouth, but found that he had nothing to say at all, originally Mr. Yi wanted to be generous before he came, but the form in front of him had exceeded his expectations and control, how did the Eighth Prince not expect that the person who is now in charge of the Imperial Department is actually Qin Yan, the god of killing who has not seen the end of the dragon in the past twenty years, a name that can stop children crying at night in the territory of Siyi.

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