The city of Beiyue Imperial Capital was like a pot of cooked porridge, boiling completely.
From the far north, a man in a red robe strolled over, unruly and unruly. The young masters of other families always hung fine jade and agate rings on their waists, but Beauty Mo was better, always hanging them.
There was an old and yellowed wine gourd, and even with the stopper on it, the aroma of wine could still be faintly smelled.
That's the Mo family's proprietary wine.
On both sides of Mo Xie were Mo Yuntian and Su Ya, and behind him were the backbone elites of the Mo family.
Bei Yue Huang's eyes were gloomy, and thunderous energy was moving around in his body.
"Mo Xie, don't take all the limelight, there is also our Xiao family." On the other side, Xiao Cang and Xiao Rufeng walked side by side. As the long wind swayed, all the two thousand soldiers of the Xiao family were
All here.
When it comes, it is so majestic that the sky can break and the earth can crack.
As he approached, Xiao Rufeng held a Xiaoyao fan in his hand, with a smile on his face, an elegant look, and a gentle temperament. He put away the fan, bowed to the Beiyue Emperor, and said: "Your Majesty, Ye Qingge once saved me in danger, Xiao Ye
The relationship between the two families has always been friendly, and my grandfather Xiao Cang and the eldest elder of the Ye family are life-and-death friends. If something happens to the Ye family, the Xiao family will naturally not be able to survive alone."
Compared with Mo Xie, Xiao Rufeng's words made Beiyue Emperor furious, but they were reasonable and reasonable and could not find any mistakes.
The wind was surging, the chirping sound was endless, and the war horses outside the city were trampling the mountains and rivers. Dozens of horses, stained with the wind, frost and death, rushed towards Huarong Lane without any hindrance.
On top of the flaming horse, the leader of the man holds the reins in his hand. A ferocious scar on his face looks particularly terrifying. The strong wind blows from the side of his face. He looks coldly ahead with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes. Behind the man, a dark-skinned woman is riding a blazing horse.
Her skin glowed under the glazed light of the luminous pearl. She was wearing shorts and shorts, and her flat and delicate belly was exposed. The softness on her chest was ready to be revealed, making the fair-faced young man flush in the face. It was breathtaking and made people think.
Three thousand black hair swayed in this empty city, and forty iron cavalry suddenly stopped in front of Huarong Lane. The horses' hooves kicked up and their voices neighed. The manes on the horse's back were as red as fire. The mercenaries on the fierce horses surged with murderous intent.
"Ye Qingge is a member of our Lieyun mercenary group, and the Mercenary Association will handle it."
The man in a green python robe sat on the iron cavalry, motionless as a mountain, "Your Majesty Beiyue, do you want to stand against the Mercenary Association? Or do you think our Mercenary Association is not something to be afraid of and is easy to bully?"
Tu Lieyun!
Qingge stood in a pool of blood, her pale soft boots stained with the scarlet color of blood.
She raised her eyes and looked up. Tu Lieyun's expression was expressionless, but his aura was not inferior to that of Bei Yue Huang. Asuka behind him bent his legs, placed his elbows freely and casually on his bent knees, touched his temples with his fingertips, and tilted his head slightly.
Nao, although her skin is dark, but her wild look and heroic spirit between her brows make her look like a woman, and even a man has to lie down for her!
"Chief Tu, Ye Qingge is the princess of Beiyue's Anguo. She is the descendant of General Beiyue. When did she become a member of the Mercenary Association?"
The Beiyue Emperor was furious, "Yejia Qingge used cruel methods to kill foreign princesses, and even ruthlessly killed Beiyue's current prince. What's the use of keeping such a rebellious person? Beiyue Yangyang, the master of etiquette
"Bang, the prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people when he breaks the law, how can she, Ye Qingge, step outside the law?"
"I don't know that the wise emperor of Beiyue is so thick-skinned. It's simply unbelievable."
The intoxicating voice of the spring breeze sounded, and the blood wolves howled at the moon. Under the vast night sky, the stars shone half of the sky. Four blood wolves roared in. Above the bamboo pride, the man was noble and elegant, with evil and charming eyes.
It contains unknown blood and purgatory.
He was sitting on the nine heavens, overlooking a piece of land, sycophantic and indifferent, smiling slightly and silently.
The Beiyue Emperor and everyone looked up. The man on Zhujiao was so noble and handsome. He was obviously the Beiyue Emperor, but in front of this young and charming man, his aura was completely weakened.
Like a clown.
"Ming Qianjue, are your hands in the Colosseum stretched too far?" Beiyue Emperor clenched his hands and said angrily.
"Don't you know, Your Majesty, that I don't have any other advantages in the Colosseum? It's just that my hands are always very long. I can stretch them as long as I can." The man on the bamboo pride said with a chuckle.
As soon as these words came out, some people watching the excitement on the street almost laughed out loud, but no one dared to laugh at Beiyue's emperor so openly, so they had to hold it in.
Bei Yuehuang's face was extremely ugly, so dark that it seemed as if ink was dripping from his eyes. His eyes were filled with light from thunder and lightning, like a storm in the dark night.
"Speaking of hand length, it seems that my Nan Huang's hand has to be stretched even longer."
On the south side, on top of the black horse, a man in a green shirt is elegant, with a gentle smile on his eyebrows and eyes.
Mu Qixiao looked at Beiyue Emperor and said.
Behind him, Mu Yingying rode a slightly smaller horse and followed him step by step.
Beiyue Huang lowered his eyes, and five thousand dead soldiers formed a wall behind him, as solid as a rock and as solid as gold, showing an air of invulnerability.
"Uncle Seventh Emperor, do you also want to take part?" Bei Yue Huang said coldly.
"Nanhuang is not the only one who is participating. How can such a lively place be without me, Dongling?" On a cornice with red walls and green tiles, a man in a tea-colored brocade robe stands on top of the crowd, behind him
They were two dignified secret guards wearing masks.
The man's eyes were dull and melancholy, which made people heart-wrenching. The begonias on the hem of his robe seemed to be in full bloom in the spring, making the night look blurry and enchanting.
Bei Yuehuang's heart skipped a beat, as if there was a cold air rising straight up from the soles of his feet and rushing into Tianling Gai, dazzling him.
At this point, his limbs felt cold, and he suddenly discovered that, unknowingly, there were many people involved behind the good-for-nothing he once was.
The three aristocratic families of Ye, Mo, and Xiao Beiyue, the Colosseum, the Mercenary Association, and even the two kingdoms of Dongling and Nanhuang.
After the death of the Northern Tomb King, the relationship between Bei Yue and Xi Xun became increasingly tense. He had to focus on the relationship with Dong Ling and the Southern Emperor. But now, for a night song, the Southern Emperor loved the most
His younger brother, Uncle Seventh Emperor, and the future monarch of Dongling, Dongling, are all on the same side with him.
Because of one night, the political situation that he had worked hard to manage for many years was destroyed in one fell swoop.
The Beiyue Emperor particularly regretted that he had not killed Qingge before her wings were full, and should not have allowed her to thrive to the point where she is now out of control.
In Qingge's body, he seemed to see the extraordinary and heroic God of War who was galloping on the battlefield.
When he was a child, the person he admired most was Ye Jingfeng, such a strong and loyal man. He saw with his own eyes how Ye Jingfeng went through life and death for him, but when he ascended the throne, everything changed.