"Duke Dongluo, this trip is related to the safety of my giant Rakshasa. You must not be careless. Here is a letter I wrote to the princess!"
After leaving the palace, Prime Minister Dulucha stood beside the carriage, with a solemn expression on his face, and whispered to Grand Duke Dongluo for a long time.
He also called his youngest son Lieri Geng, who came to pick him up, and said, "Geng'er, my father is planning to let you go to Langya and work with the eldest princess. Are you willing?"
"Follow the eldest princess, if you want, of course I am willing!" Lie Rigeng was Elena's horse boy when he was a child. When he heard about going to Langya, he nodded excitedly.
"Humph!" The eldest prince Hu Lai came out behind him. When he saw this scene, he snorted angrily. He didn't say anything and got out of the carriage with a livid face.
Previously, he used the name of friendship with the Yan Clan to win over people's hearts, but now he is not only embarrassed, but also embarrassed!
It is impossible to win over Prime Minister Dulu Cha.
"Don't worry!" Grand Duke Dongluo nodded absently, his eyes fixed on Princess Anqi who climbed onto his carriage.
The little girl was so excited that she pulled out her dagger and carved a cute turtle on the luxurious carriage.
"Yeah, let's go, I'm going to find Xiaoyou!"
Grand Duke Dongluo's face turned dark. This was revenge, an insidious revenge from the Giant Bear Emperor Simons. It was so shameless!
How can a human being be like this and release such a big killer weapon!
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Regarding the war between the four tribes coalition and Langya, in addition to the Giant Rakshasa Empire in the north, there is another force that is most concerned about, and that is the Great You Dynasty in Kyoto City.
Jinwu Guard spies are everywhere, and at the same time that the Giant Bear Emperor Simons received the news, more than a dozen secret messages had also arrived in Kyoto City.
In the recent period, Zhu Yingjun, the regent of the Great You Dynasty, has mixed feelings of joy and sorrow. What he is happy about is that the portal has been reconciled with the Yan tribe in the Dilan plane, the soul tribe in the Weilan plane, and the dwarf tribe in the Kuran plane.
The seventh plane group, the three most important subsidiary planes are connected, and trade is carried out smoothly, and the harvest is huge. He can also explode a wave of troops, bringing the total strength to about 1.5 million.
What is depressing is that seven or eight cracks have appeared in the control area of Dayou Dynasty, and one of them is a super crack in Mobei County in the north.
Originally, Mobei County had been occupied by the Northern Huns, but after the Huns discovered the super crack, they directly took the looted treasures and women and ran back to the grassland on horseback.
This made Zhu Yingjun very angry. The Turks could run away, but he couldn't.
If no one takes care of the super crack, the blood monsters that will emerge will only gather more and more, and once they form millions, or even tens of millions, they will move south.
By that time, the boundless tide of blood monsters will be like a tidal wave. Who can resist it?
"The Yan tribe was defeated, turned around and headed north, suddenly turned against the giant Rakshasa and captured the southern city?"
At this time, in the prince's palace, Zhu Yingjun looked at the secret letter with a frown on his face and grinned.
"Good guy, this old guy Yanguang Zuomu is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. How can he do such a thing?"
The Xuantian Sect's education was fairly formal, and at least they were very cautious in their relationships with allies. He was shocked by Yanguang Zuomu's shamelessness.
"Humph, the natives are the natives. Even the so-called eight royal families are just a group of profit-seeking villains. Alliance with these people is pure nonsense!"
Qing Yiyi, who had been hanging on, took the secret letter and took a look at it. His disdainful tone was full of the superiority of the first person.
"The seventh plane group has already declined. How can it be compared with our first plane group?"
Zhu Yingjun also looked disdainfully, picked up the tea cup and drank one, but ended up drinking it lonely, his mouth full of bitterness and said: "Even if these natives have no integrity, they are comparable to the strength of our medium-sized sect over there.
Tell me, how come you can't defeat Langya even if you only fight four of them one?
He has no serious skills, but he is very good at plotting against his allies, and he killed the Southern Army of the Giant Rakshasa Empire in one battle!"
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yingjun shook his head speechlessly, with a look of sadness on his face. He, the spoiled son of the Xuantian Sect, was about to have his hair turn white after being tortured by Li Wenhao.
He had no choice but to suffer from insomnia. He would wake up at the slightest movement in the middle of the night, fearing that the Langya people would cross the river secretly.
Especially after the super crack was discovered in Mobei and the Duchy of Monroe was sneak attacked, his insomnia problem became even worse!
Mentioning Langya, Qing Yiyi also looked depressed. He put the wine bottle on the table with a bang, and the wine immediately lost its aroma.
Especially when I heard that Li Wenhao was suspected to be of the Wu Emperor's bloodline, and he had a portable portal that was rare in their sect.
In my heart, I hated Li Wenhao and his love rival Wu Qiming together.
Wu Qiming is the young master of Wudi Palace, he cannot afford to offend him.
It seems that Li Wenhao can be provoked.
Qing Yiyi thought for a while and said: "My fleet will arrive in the next two days. How about we go to Tianfeng Pass again and take the opportunity to destroy Langya's Mohe fleet and shipyard?"
"Let me think about it!" Zhu Yingjun was obviously moved. He touched his chin and thought for a long time. He didn't know what he thought of, but a look of fear flashed in his eyes.
He waved his hand and said: "Forget it, Li Wenhao has a mysterious origin, and he must be retaliated against, so we should not provoke him easily.
In another month, the space crack will open and support from the sect will arrive, so there is no need to worry about Li Wenhao crossing the river.
Our current focus is what to do about the super crack in Mobei?
If I hadn't had nowhere to go, I would have wanted to find another place just like the Yan tribe people.
Here on the Jingchuan River, there are Turks in the north and Langya in the south. It is really dangerous to be sandwiched between two evil neighbors!"
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yingjun pursed his lips, feeling more and more that he was a tragedy.
With Qing Yiyi and Langya Xiaoxiao's start in the Western Continent, this is simply a nightmare version of him!
"You, I think you are scared out of your wits by Li Wenhao!" Qing Yiyi curled his lips with disdain and blurted out: "Who said you have nowhere to go? If you want to learn from the Yan tribe, you can cross the Mo River.
Going to Jiangnan?
The six counties in the south of the Yangtze River have fertile land and developed commerce. One side is close to the sea and the other side is close to the river. Only one side is connected to Huainan County. The most coincidental part is connected to Tianzhu Kingdom in the south.
By the way, isn't your confidante, Qiao Momo from Wentian Sect, just setting up a business in Tianzhu?
How is she in Tianzhu, is there any news?"
"Going to Jiangnan? Why didn't I think of it?" Zhu Yingjun was stunned for a moment, and woke up the dreamer. He really hadn't thought about that.
As for being able to be close to his sweetheart, this is definitely not a reason. He is completely considering the overall interests of the sect!
"I asked you if you have any news about Qiao Momo. Why are you so stunned?" Qing Yiyi threw a fruit in anger.
There was a bit of envy in his eyes. They were in love with each other, and he was not even a spare tire.
"I'm so busy, how can I have time to take care of my children's personal affairs? I heard it's not bad!" Zhu Yingjun waved his hand in a pretentious manner and fed dog food in front of single dogs. He is very good at it.
Especially in front of Qing Yiyi, a purebred licking dog, the feeling of superiority is overwhelming.
"Brother Yingjun, you are really a good disciple of Xuantian Sect, so I won't bother you anymore!"
Just when Qing Yiyi tilted his head, holding a wine bottle in his hand, and preparing to fight, a murderous female voice suddenly came from outside the door.
Qing Yiyi's mouth cracked and he smiled: "Hahaha, Qiao Momo, you came just in time!"
"Momo, listen to my explanation!" Zhu Yingjun stood up and almost fell to his knees when his legs went weak.