Protect him from falling into the hands of your enemies." In this sudden change in the atmosphere, the irritable prince who was covered with injuries suddenly yelled: "I'm telling you, you saints are the enemies of our royal family, and we
The eldest prince marries your so-called saint and disrupts your rules. That is exactly what our royal family should do. Your enemies are naturally our heroes. The eldest prince is on our side. It is natural and logical, everyone said, right?
"
The grumpy prince had a loud voice, so he roared with all his strength. The sound was nearly ten miles away and could be heard by everyone present.
"Yes, we have never regarded the eldest prince as a traitor. The eldest prince has always been our prince and a member of our royal family..."
"Yes, the eldest prince is a hero of our royal family..."
"..."
The screams came one after another, all of which recognized Bei Mingheng's existence.
This is a kind of helplessness, and it is also a kind of concept that since everyone is at odds with each other, then your enemy is naturally my friend.
The sunset warm wind blows, the saints, the royal family, the sky of ice and fire.
The patriarch of the Holy Clan frowned and looked at Bei Mingheng when he heard this, and sneered: "You think so too?"
Bei Mingheng did not lower his head to look at the royal family. He only smiled faintly and said slowly for a while: "The saints have always been my enemies, are they the royal family?"
At this pause, the people from the two tribes below almost raised their hearts to their throats.
"As they said." Five words, only five words, but they were like a sea-fixing needle, fixed in the hearts of the royal family.
"Ha..." The remaining royal family members almost made a noise with joy.
Bei Mingheng recognized their words and recognized that they were still a family and a clan.
"What's going on?" Yaoguang on the top of the mountain frowned. This was not their plan in advance, or the words they agreed upon. What was her father doing?
"No, I..." Yaoguang's retort came out when Shengyan, who had been standing beside him, suddenly grabbed Yaoguang's hand.
With a smile on his face, Shengyan shook his head towards Yaoguang and Rakshasa: "Listen to your father. The decision he makes is definitely the right one. Just cooperate with him."
Yaoguang Tingyan raised his head and looked at Rakshasa, who was also frowning. What is her father going to do? What is he going to do?
The mountain breeze blows gently, and the smell of blood here is tantalizing.