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96. Interracial beauty

Xiang Wanwan was in a good mood now that he had settled the important matter.

When I left the inn, it was still dark, so I was not in a hurry and walked slowly on the deserted street.

In her mind, she was constantly thinking about the information she got from those five people.

The grassland has been dormant for hundreds of years, hiding in its own one-third of an acre, and engaging in intra-tribal strife whenever possible to compete for the position of overlord of the grassland. The tribes fight endlessly and rarely spread their ambitions to the northern territory.

The evil reputation of the Northern Emperor Sharjah was not spread by words. He had 700,000 troops and horses under his command, which were fat and strong. In a few years, he unified the entire northern country. Wherever he went, mourning was everywhere, and he treated his enemies like

The Northern Emperor has always lacked compassion. If he disobeys, he will perish. There is no other option.

There were several tentative forces from various tribes in the grassland. During the years of civil strife in the north, they had side confrontations with the northern army. Most of them had a wait-and-see mentality, trying to see if they could be like oriole, waiting for the mantis to catch the cicada.

Unexpectedly, tens of thousands of horses and horses were strangled to dust in almost a single encounter. There was no room for resistance. They were also known as steppe wolves. In the eyes of His Majesty Sharjah, I am afraid that

Not even as good as a few wild dogs.

Who dares to offend such a powerful man?

Could it be that after a few days of peace, he felt that the hero would be turned into a peaceful old man by wealth, so he sneaked into the Northern Kingdom and assassinated his son?

Was the prairie man kicked in the head by a donkey?

If something really happened to Bei Che, would Beihuang really admit it and swallow the result silently?

It's impossible to even think about it with your nose.

Xiang Wanwan shook her head and kept walking. She really couldn't deduce the alien's way of thinking. It must be that she had too little information. It was difficult to tell the other party's true intention from the clues alone. It seemed that the influence was

The area covered by the intelligence network built by Yue's men was still too narrow, so they had to find a way to cover the grassland groups as soon as possible and monitor them at all times.

The workload is quite heavy, and Shadow Moon's gang will be complaining again.

As I walked, I felt a slight vibration under my feet.

With a thought in mind, Xiang Wanwan walked aside slowly, found a tree at random, covered her body, and stared at the end of Xuanwu Street with a pair of narrow phoenix eyes in confusion.

Not long after, a group of soldiers and horses wearing golden armor and golden helmets, holding palace lanterns in their hands, and carrying swords at their waists, walked majestically with neat steps.

They were the Royal Guards of the Imperial City. They were the same group of people who followed Bei Che on a daily basis. I had seen them several times in the evening and had a deep impression on them.

Could it be Bei Che?

It's so late, he's not sleeping in the Prince's Mansion, what's the point of bringing someone out?

Xiang Wanwan had doubts in her mind and refused to leave, waiting with bated breath.

Not long after, five hundred forbidden troops marched through Xuanwu Street, and another group of people followed them, appearing in front of Wanwan.

It was more than a hundred strong men dressed as foreigners, casually surrounding a large sedan chair carried by sixteen people.

The style of the sedan chair is also very different from the traditional style in the North. It is in the shape of an eight-sided ring and is supported by wooden pillars. It has no carved patterns and forms a frame. It is covered with a layer of light gauze and rolled up high, so that people can see the slim figure at a glance.

The toned alien beauty leaned enchantingly on the big wolf-skin chair, holding a glass of wine in her hand and sipping slowly.


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