Xuanyuan Che used his own life as a bet and won this game.
He ignored it and lost the game.
The price of losing this round is that Tianchen can sit on the sidelines and watch, while Aoyun will be plunged into dire straits.
Slowly raising his head, a look that no one understood flashed across Duguye's eyes.
One step difference and the whole game is lost.
At Liuyue's place, he arrived a step late and was beaten by Xuanyuan Che.
Now he has lost another move and is put in this position.
Xuanyuan Che, Xuanyuan Che.
His eyes became cold, and his fingers slowly clenched.
The note, squeezed by the strong internal force, turned into fragments and floated down, falling leisurely onto the white jade ground.
When the Ao Yun ministers around him saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and confusion flashed across their eyes.
What does this mean?
Watching the fragments fall coldly, Duguye's eyes were filled with cold killing.
"Someone is coming..."
The cold voice echoed through the night, spreading from Aoyun Palace.
The world is in turmoil, and it's not that easy to just sit back and watch.
Summer flies by and soon enters the end of summer.
Compared with the Central Plains Aoyun Kingdom and the Snow Saint Kingdom, which are soaring to the sky, Tianchen still stands still.
On the grassland, Xuanyuan Che and Liu Yue were fighting together happily.
Even though it’s late summer.
However, this weather is even hotter than in midsummer.
The red sun shines overhead, giving people a feeling that it is about to dry out.
When the troops came to the city, the two sides faced each other.
From the border with Beimu in the east of the Xiongnu, they fought all the way to the hinterland of the Xiongnu and the lush grassland outside the royal city of Shengjing.
As soon as Beimu's iron hooves pass through this lush grassland, Shengjing, the royal city of the Xiongnu ahead, will fall into Beimu's control.
Whether the Xiongnu will perish or rise depends on the final battle on this lush grassland.