The sacred hall of fantasy, the solemn underground palace, and the solemn warriors.

"My little master, this is General Li Canglang. He followed General Ye at the age of fifteen, and now twenty years have passed." Elder Yu introduced Qingge one by one, slowly and carefully.

"This is General Liu Hu."

"Xu Yan."

"Bai Hon Hai."

"Yang Zhi."

“…”

Qingge clearly recorded the five faces. After nodding, she pursed her lips slightly, her eyebrows were frivolous, and she suddenly walked to everyone, turned around, knelt down on one knee, and clasped her fists. Everyone was stunned, but they saw the girl's words sound loud and loud, "You are all brothers who have been through life and death with her father. My father is dead. For sixteen years, you are still sincere. Qingge is a descendant of the Ye family and has no way to repay you. I can only thank you for this."

Faced with these soldiers, it is all a ghost to kill the chicken to warn the new official to take office.

She never kneels to others, even if she comes to the front of Emperor Beiyue and Concubine Yu, how could she ever kneel?

Someone once stabbed her kneecap with a sharp end of the syringe, but she never knelt down. It is said that there is gold under a man's knees. Under her Ye Qingge's knees, there is this world of storms!

Her kneeling was not a shame, nor did it have too much meaning. It was just that she wanted to thank these people for their sincere waiting for sixteen years, and she had another sixteen years of life, and she had to boil her hair into white hair.

Everyone was stunned, shocked, and complex emotions surged in their bodies. Perhaps, since then, they were willing to say the little master because Qingge was a descendant of Ye Jingfeng and wanted to complete the last trace of stubbornness in their hearts. But when she knelt down with her back straight and indifferently, the blood of these more than 500 soldiers who had been silent for many years were all flowing wildly.

At this moment, they recognized this little master from the bottom of their hearts.

Some iron men even burst into tears. They were not afraid of waiting, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of enduring, but when they heard the girl say thank you, they suddenly had an illusion.

All of this is worth it.

Although Elder Yu's eyes were blind, he seemed to be able to see the girl with white hair and black eyes in front of him, and was very relieved.

He and Li Canglang, the general of the massacre army, walked up and helped Qingge up. Li Canglang was more than 1,800 feet tall and extremely burly. Although his eyebrows and eyes were wild, they looked very delicate when they looked carefully, especially after middle age, with a murderous aura like the wind and a cold face.

After helping Qingge up, he stood in front of Qingge, clasped his fists again, and said, "Canglang only wants to follow his little master in this life, and he has no other intentions."

The rest of the people followed suit.

"If there is a little master like this, let alone the 16th year, even if it is 61st year, our massacre army can afford it!" Bai Hongfei on one side, although not as tall as Li Canglang, was still proud.

The atmosphere became harmonious.

"When do you want to attack the Northern Yue Emperor?" Qingge asked a crucial question.

She knew that the Northern Yue Emperor had a murderous intention to kill her. She was not a person who was waiting to die. She wanted to go to the Colosseum to discuss with Ming Qianjue before the end of the Four Dynasties War. However, although she was a guest at the Colosseum, the Colosseum was not her own person after all. Although Ming Qianjue had saved her from danger, this person was too dangerous. He had a story hidden in him, and the story was bloody.

The appearance of the massacre army made her eyes lit up, and all the difficulties seemed to be solved.

"My little master, you don't know how to answer your question."

The speaker is Xu Yan, one of the five spiritual masters. Compared with the other four burly spiritual masters, Xu Yan looks much thinner, with long and narrow eyes and unrestrained eyebrows when he is raised. It can be seen that he should be a romantic and suave playboy when he is young.

"oh?"

Qingge smiled slightly, "What do you want to answer?"

"This answer is very particular."

Xu Yan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "If the little master asks us when we want to do it, we will naturally think that as long as we have the chance, we will want to swallow the Northern Yue Emperor alive, but we cannot. But if the little master gave the order, our massacre army would be ready and follow the little master to make the dog emperor's nest."

"As long as the little master has no scruples, as long as the little master wants, the massacre army can kill him without leaving any armor." Bai Hon Hai said.

Qingge pursed her lips. If she said that, she could take people to the Beiyue Palace to do something tonight.

But no!

The army must be famous when they go out. The massacre army is loyal and loyal. She doesn't want them to follow her and be judged as traitors by later generations, and are notorious and famous throughout the ages.

"You guys wait a few more days."

Qingge meditated for a while and said solemnly: "Tomorrow I will have a battle with the prince of Nanyi Zhan Qiu, and my spirit will be damaged after the battle. Emperor Beiyue thought that I had poison of the poison of the insect in my body, so even if I had the intention to kill me, I would not take action so quickly. I would have to wait until after the Four Dynasties Conference. When he killed the insect and found that I was still alive, he would definitely be completely disorganized and imprisoned me in the name of a criminal."

"And these days, there is only one crime that can barely kill me, that is, during the Four Dynasties War, I killed Xin Wanjun, the daughter of the King of the North Tomb of Xixun. He once told everyone to give the King of the North Tomb of Bei. I think his idea at that time was nothing more than to kill the insect after the Four Dynasties War. Everyone thought I was suddenly sick, but he would privately tell the King of Bei Tomb that he killed it. But after all, Xin Wanjun was killed by me during the Four Dynasties War. Send people directly to capture me, and it will be criticized by the people in the world."

The girl said it very well, grasping the point at the forefront, and everyone was stunned.

They are all military generals, but they don’t know the weird theory outside this battlefield.

Elder Yu stroked his beard and nodded with relief. Ye Jingfeng had such a girl, and was so talented and martial, and if he knew about the knowledge in the spring, he could keep his eyes closed.

"The massacre army was established by my father. The 30,000 massacre army are men fighting for glory. You disappeared for a full sixteen years and suddenly appeared and killed the Northern Yue Emperor. This is unfaithfulness and unrighteousness. You will never be cleared in your life. Only after I was imprisoned, you will be famous for your army, and you can take out 30,000 cavalry to flatten the Northern Yue Dynasty and rescue me, and then tell me the cause of my father's death that year. In this way, only those who believe in your words will be believed. Moreover, the people of Beiyue people can have a safe and prosperous era now, which is inseparable from the battle between my father and the Massacre army more than ten years ago. Even if no one cares about my father's affairs now, as long as the old things are brought up, you will disappear for more than ten years. Until my widow, as the widow of my general, comes out, the hearts of the people will gather around you."

Qingge finished speaking in one breath, his eyes flashed slightly.

Everyone listened silently, the blood in their bodies became hotter and more grateful. This little master who had been waiting for them for so many years was thinking about them.

They did not disappoint. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!