Outside the tent, in the midst of the noise, a tall figure in golden armor, extremely burly, slowly opened the curtain tent.

Golden Deer King Fu Li.

Also joining the camp with him was Princess An Lan, the Golden Deer.

King of Golden Deer, Ning Yi is no stranger. The ruler of one of the three surnames of the steppe, younger than the Great Khan, brave enough, heroic enough, at this moment is indeed a formal suit for hunting, armor, shining with holy light, like a god that makes people dare not look directly, and carrying a lion and tiger beast with broken fangs on his shoulder.

"Boom".

The liger beast with arrows stuck in its back was thrown outside the camp by him, splashing puffs of smoke and dust.

Beside the burly man, accompanied by a woman who came out of a Jiangnan ink painting, with white skin and beautiful appearance, and a graceful posture, but her face was young and tender, looking like a little girl who had grown up at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

This is the first time Ning Yi has seen the "Golden Deer Princess", he heard before that the Golden Deer King and the princess have known each other since childhood, and the year has been close to 20 years...... In terms of age, this princess is at least thirty years old.

This princess is about the same age as a girl, and she is in the camp at this moment, looking nervous, hiding behind the man, and holding one arm of the Golden Deer King with both hands.

Fu Li said softly: "Urle, Great Khan, what happened outside...... The king already knows. ”

He paused.

His gaze swept around the already cluttered tent, which had been turned even more chaotic.

"The two broke into the camp tent and injured the guards...... Do you want to give this king an explanation for this?"

Ning Yi remained silent, got up slowly, and smiled and winked.

Yun Xun retreated outward, and at the same time let go of the little fox, Bai Wei rushed out of the arms of the head of Yun, three times and two times, and swept into Ning Yi's arms.

At this moment, in the tent, only Ning Yi, the Great Khan, the Golden Deer King, and the princess were left.

Ning Yi smiled and said, "The prince is angry and acts like this...... There must be a reason. ”

He didn't expect that.

The Golden Deer King even dared to come back...... When he really saw the king of the grassland with his own eyes, Ning Yi discovered an amazing thing.

's own life scroll can't capture the slightest trace of "demon domain qi" on the other party.

These two people are as clean as a blank sheet of paper.

What's going on?

I was already sure that the traitors who fornicated with the demon domain were in this king's tent, and now the life scroll was blank on the Golden Deer King and the princess......

Did these two really go hunting?

While Ning Yi was thinking, the Golden Deer King spoke again.

"The king has heard about the frontiers. ”

Fu Li's posture was not arrogant, but a little cold, and anyone who returned to the camp and found this scene would be furious.

He glanced at Ning Yi, stared at the White Wolf King, and said, "Urle helped the western border to guard the Colossus platform, and today is a good thing to return to the mother river, and today is a good day to celebrate...... Great Khan, you don't set up a banquet or prepare good wine, just because this king is absent from a meeting, you will force your way into my Golden Deer King Territory. What is the sin of this king?"

Facing the anger of the Golden Deer King, the Great Khan remembered Urle's instructions, and kept silent.

Ning Yi sighed.

Spy on the affairs of the spies...... Forget it.

He looked at the Golden Deer King, and the moment his eyes met, he spoke: "In the tent of the King of the Mother River, there is a traitor who betrayed the intelligence of the border front. ”

At this moment, Ning Yi used the Book of Heaven to observe the reaction of the Golden Deer King.

The Golden Deer King's expression was stunned at first, and then he was furious in the true sense, he lowered his voice and asked word by word: "Traitor?

In this way, it makes sense...... Regardless of the obstacles, these two people forcibly broke into the king's tent, but they set off because they suspected that they had fornicated with the demon domain

Liyuan hunting is just an excuse.

After the Golden Deer King's angry questioning landed

There was a sudden dead silence in the tent.

Most afraid of silent silence.

Ning Yi just smiled quietly, looked at the Golden Deer King, and didn't say a word, such silence was equivalent to an answer.

The answer is self-evident.

"Lord Wang, please clean up the mess, and then I won't bother. Ning Yi gently patted Bai Wei's head, grabbed the fur on the back of the demon fox's neck and picked it up, walked towards the outside of the tent, walked outside the tent, and slowly stopped, he looked at the princess meaningfully, and said, "We will meet again." ”

The timid princess hid in a different direction, and did not say a word from beginning to end.

......

......

Outside the tent, there are crowds of people, and the tide is generally surrounded by layers.

Although everyone in the grassland reveres the name of "Urle", it is the eight grassland kings who really rule this land...... Although Ning Yi's prestige was high, he still was besieged when he broke into the Golden Deer King Territory.

Don't say he's Urle.

Even the Great Khan is treated the same today.

This is the Golden Deer King Territory, not the White Wolf King Territory.

The Great Sui world is divided into southeast and northwest, each has a factional dispute, although the grassland is small, the five organs are complete, this is the essence of learning, the eight kings are divided into echelons according to the strength and weakness, but the three surnames wrestle with each other, no one is not to be outdone, the original bronze platform competition, can confirm this fierce competition.

This Great Khan is the White Wolf King...... I can't say who the next term will be.

"Ning...... Urle. ”

Yun Xun opened his mouth and said a word, realized that this was the grassland, and changed his words.

The head of the Yun Division looked at these desolate people with rising fighting spirit, and said in confusion: "How dare they block you?"

This was not what he expected.

In Yun Xun's conjecture, Urle has a high status in the grassland...... At least it should be on par with the King of the Prairie King.

"You don't understand the rules of the desolate. Ning Yi smiled helplessly, reached out and patted Yun Xun on the shoulder, and said lightly: "They are carnivorous, bloodthirsty and belligerent in their bones, and have a strong sense of domain. Since these desolate people in the Golden Deer Territory have chosen to submit to the Golden Deer King, they will not recognize the second king, and leading the camp today is a matter of touching the bottom line of the desolate people, which is equivalent to declaring war, how can they give up easily?"

Yun Xun seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and fell into deep thought.

"I understand. ”

"It's still a good life, I haven't been beaten, and I don't know how to bow my head. Ye Hong took a step forward: "If they don't accept it, I'll help you get it." ”

A wisp of sword light in the scabbard rampage, its momentum is extremely fierce, and it is about to rise into the sky.

Ning Yi put one hand against his forehead, and the other hand hurriedly pressed the woman's shoulder.

"Grandma, you are really a steppe Valkyrie......"

Ye Hong raised her eyebrows and looked at Ning Yi puzzled.

"I can't beat it. Ning Yi shook his head and said: "The Golden Deer Collar is still a knot now, if you do it, it will become a dead knot that cannot be untied today." ”

What is the knot of life and death...... Ye Hongfu had a headache, she only felt that it was troublesome, but in the past, she directly started to beat these desolate people so that they didn't dare to block the way, and then they didn't control the sword and fly away, these weak desolate people, what is there to be afraid of.

She glared at Ning Yi, she really didn't understand, with Ning Yi's strength now, why should she be so cautious in doing things on the grassland......

With a click, the sword was unsheathed.

Ye Hongfu didn't have a good breath, "Listen to you." What do we do now?"

"Wait a minute. Ning Yi smiled and looked back in the direction of the tent, "That Golden Deer King will relieve the siege for us." ”

Ye Hongfu raised her eyebrows slightly.

The Golden Deer King was slapped in the face, and he also relieved his group?

Ning Yi's voice just fell.

The giant

In the king's tent, a deep voice sounded.

"Hucha, make way for Urle!"

The janissary who was knocked down by Yun Xun's snap of his fingers, hearing this, his expression changed, he gritted his teeth unwillingly, and finally chose to get out of the way, and under the drive of the guard, the desolate people of the Golden Deer Territory got out of the way.

Ning Yi's expression was calm and he nodded to the guard.

Ride all the way out of the ......

Ning Yi's heart was not calm.

The grassland is turbulent, and the three surnames are not as "united" as they imagined, even the Great Khan has very limited authority in the Golden Deer King Territory.

The scattered power of the Eight Kings of the Prairie Banner has not really been twisted together since the Lionheart King left.

The reason why the word "conspiracy" appears in this world is because there are some things that only conspiracy can do.

Mr. Lu Sheng can cultivate pure yang energy, and he can become the five grandmasters of five hundred years ago, but he can't make the world return to his heart...... The word conspiracy lies in the mind. Mr. Ye cultivated to the sky, but he couldn't make the four seas kneel like Emperor Taizong.

No matter how strong your cultivation is, if you want to let the grassland return to your heart...... It's not something that can be done with a simple fist.

This matter is the same when it comes to the Great Sui.

The prince wanted to go on the Northern Expedition, and he had to settle inside first, so he had a plan to live in seclusion in Tiandu for three years. This is why, there are so many nirvanas in the Red Breeze River, but no one can dominate the four realms of the Great Sui.

The "leader" in this world is not necessarily the one who has cultivated to be the strongest.

Because people's hearts have nothing to do with the level of cultivation.

"Back to the prairie this time...... What I want to do is to twist the power of the Eight Kings Banner together and restore the grandeur of Urle's domination of the grassland 2,000 years ago. Ning Yi sat on horseback, looked at those hostile eyes, and silently said to himself in his heart, "To do this, it is far from enough to use force." ”

Today, he was watched by two crowds.

On one side are flowers and tributes.

On one side is anger and hostility.

In Ning Yi's arms, there was an old mask, trembling slightly.

"Do you feel it too......" Ning Yi smiled, he reached into his arms with one hand and lightly touched the mask.

The treasure left by the Lionheart King has the magical power of hearing the sound of all things, and the moment his fingers touch it, a picture appears in Ning Yi's mind.

Thousands of grass clippings in the grassland, dancing wildly with the wind, a thin figure sitting on horseback, countless eyes on him.

He walked a lonely and long journey, the crowd screaming wildly, but all the ears were silent.

There are countless eyes, there is awe, worship, fear, anger......

The Lionheart King of the year also encountered such a scene of his own.

Inside the mask, a dusty and rough self-muttering sounded.

"What does it mean to conquer...... What is ......?"

Ning Yi touched the mask until the image of the divine thought dissipated.

He whispered the question left by King Lionheart.

What is the meaning of conquest?

The meaning of conquest is simple.

Get a person to their knees.

That is, conquest.

The meaning of conquest is also complex.

You can cut off that person's legs with a knife, you can force his body with an axe, you can use too much external force to bring a person to their knees...... But that's not real conquest.

True conquest is to make a person willing to kneel.

The final image reflected in the mask.

It was the man who rolled over and dismounted, and was alone, leading the horse to walk through the grassland.

The crowd thinned out, and bones piled up.

At last, he stopped, and in front of him was a broken sword and ruins.

Behind him are inverted flags and hanging heads.

The autumn breeze is bleak, and he is alone.