Yelu Xiaoman wore a hundred-butterfly arrow robe, a fox fur coat, and a woolen hat decorated with various pearl pendants on his head. These pearls are also called sheep strings in the prairie. They are not mussel products, but an exotic species.

The stones in the sheep's belly can ward off evil spirits and can also beautify the face.

This kind of masculine, feminine, colorful dress, if it were any other woman, it would definitely be eye-catching, but if it were this princess, she would look particularly good-looking. As her waist twists, her head

The decoration also swings slightly, full of wild beauty.

Yelu Xiaoman was cutting mutton with her scimitar, which had killed hundreds of people. The knife flashed and a piece of mutton fell off.

"Auntie, you eat, Cheng Li, you eat too."

"Auntie has a bad appetite, just you two can eat," Mrs. Hua Li said with a smile. The middle-aged lady looked at the two girls with a kind expression.

Cheng Li also had no appetite. Both mother and daughter were dressed in white. The mother was dignified and graceful, while the daughter was pretty and lively. People believed they were sisters.

"Li, you really don't want to eat it? This meat is delicious!" Yelu Xiaoman said vaguely.

Cheng Li shook his head with red eyes. He and 'Xue Baohou' were on the same page, but they had a good relationship with the princess beyond the Great Wall. Maybe they both had a rebellious side in their hearts. When the princess was in the castle, the two even went to the castle together.

I have hunted outside the customs.

The achievements of 'Xue Baohou' fell into her ears from that time, robbing women of the people, having an unobstructed banquet, sisters' flowers, and lotuses...

In short, everything that is ordinary in Yelu Xiaoman's eyes is evidence that Xue Baohou has committed a heinous crime.

Cheng Li even encouraged Yelu Xiaoman to leave Xue Baohou, but Yelu Xiaoman asked strangely: "Why?"

Because in her memory, this is what men in the prairie do. Some people defeat the other party and marry the enemy's wife and daughter together. There are also cases where the father dies and the eldest son not only inherits his father's power, but also inherits all his father's wealth.

concubine.

According to the standards of men in the prairie, Xue Baohou is definitely a qualified husband.

Mrs. Hua Li looked at Cheng Li, and Cheng Li said reluctantly: "Xiao Man, when will that man come? My mother wants to discuss my marriage with him."

"Master Hou? Master Hou can't come. He was invited to dinner by your eldest son," Yelu Xiaoman's mouth was wrapped like a little squirrel, and his mouth was full of oil. He opened and closed his little mouth. Zhong Wu, who originally had a weird accent

The words are more unclear.

"The third floor?" Mrs. Hua Li's face became even more worried.

Cheng Li didn't understand why his mother was so nervous, because in her opinion, the one with the highest voice for the position of castle lord was his brother Cheng Xiaotian, followed by his sixth brother Cheng Siran, and finally his eldest brother Cheng Sanlou.

The first two were born from the same mother as her, so there is no need to mention their relationship. Even Cheng Sanlou respects his mother very much, and he is polite and kind to everyone. Who among the three of them will be the master of the castle, and their mother

Women shouldn't worry.

To be unfilial, Cheng Li, apart from his sadness, was even a little happy that he could finally have the final say on his own marriage.

But her mother strongly opposed it and even threatened her with death, so she had to invite her friends over to discuss her marriage.

Her resentment towards Xue Baohou increased to a higher level.

Yelu Xiaoman looked at Mrs. Hua Li and then at Cheng Li. His beautiful and wild eyes suddenly narrowed and he smiled like a she-wolf.

"Auntie, Cheng Li, in the khanates of our prairie, once the Great Khan dies suddenly, his wives and daughters will immediately win over the heads of thousands or thousands of households under the Great Khan, giving them furs, beauties, and even

Give yourself to the other party, so that no matter which descendant of the Great Khan comes to power, they will respect them, because getting them is equivalent to gaining the support of the Great Khan's power, and you and your aunt can do the same."

Cheng Li's face turned red, angry and embarrassed, and he reached out to pinch the other person's face.

"Xiaoman, what are you talking about?!"

"What's the matter? In our country, mother and daughter, wuwuwu——"

Yelu Xiaoman's mouth was covered, and the next words were blocked in his mouth, making him unable to speak.

But Mrs. Hua Li's expression suddenly changed: "Xiaoman, what do you know? Did Xue Baohou tell you?"

Yelu Xiaoman finally opened the opponent's palm and scolded the opponent in prairie dialect before he chuckled and said: "In our grassland, there is a saying that when a Khan is seriously injured and recuperating, his wife,

My son has prepared a coffin for him."

Cheng Li said angrily: "Another evil rule of your prairie."

Yelu Xiaoman disagreed, "The wolves outside the Pass eat meat, but the wolves in the Pass are vegetarian?"

Mrs. Hua Li was thoughtful and finally sighed.

"It's time to prepare early."

…

The place where the eldest son Cheng invited Qi Long to drink tea on the third floor was very strange. It was actually in the 19th floor prison of Chengtian Castle.

The thick doors of the Forbidden God slowly opened and merged, and the light flickered, and finally became darker and darker.

The Ghost Prison of Chengtian Castle is as famous as the Divine Prison of the Tianbing Division and the Death Prison of the Governor's Mansion. They are all capable of imprisoning demigod-level experts. The further Qi Cong goes inside, the thicker and rotten feeling becomes more intense.

The deeper and heavier it became, it even turned into actual gray energy, lingering around Qi Lung.

Qi Long opened his palm, and as soon as the golden dragon vein energy came out, it turned into gray smoke before it could condense into dragon lin.

"Master Hou, it's better not to use powers other than the physical body. Divine blood, dragon veins, and even qi and blood are all useless here."

Qi Long's face moved slightly, "This is the diluted power of the ghost court."

Cheng Tianji was assassinated by him. Before his death, he did not use the power of Ghost Court, but this does not mean that this power is not powerful.

According to the level, this is an existence comparable to the power of the Great Destruction. It is the destination of all dragon veins, and it is also the nemesis.

It seems that after Cheng Tianxi died, the power of the ghost court did not dissipate, but remained in this castle in some special form.

This is a little troublesome.

In the dark prison passage, footsteps sounded, and a withered old woman walked out of the darkness. Only half of the old woman's body was exposed, her skin and flesh were shriveled, and her big eyeball was spinning, and she finally stared at Xue Baohou.

"Oh, it turns out to be Ah Er, this is - food?"

"No, Mammy, this is Marquis Xue from the Wuping Military Mansion," Ah Er turned around, "Mr. Marquis, this is Mammy Hong, the old director of the Ghost Prison Department in our fort."

'Xue Baohou' stared at the opponent with dangerous eyes. Suddenly, his figure suddenly swelled, his muscles expanded like a mountain, his energy and blood flowed like a mountain stream, and the terrifying dragon energy was vented crazily, and the huge dragon shadow almost filled the entire city in an instant.

Three levels of prison.

The saliva on the corner of Aunt Hong's mouth was about to flow out. One of her eyes was dull, and the yellow teeth in her mouth were chattering: "Ah Er, you still said this is not food?"

A'er's expression changed, "Master Hou, please calm down quickly. Aunt Hong is a figure of the same era as the old castle master——"

As soon as he finished speaking, all the prisons seemed to disappear and turned into a big mouth. Every bite bit off a scale of the dragon vein, but the invincible power of the dragon vein had no resistance at all.

"Looking for death!" 'Xue Baohou''s eyes narrowed, and the space around him cracked into a glass mirror, and he was about to unleash a shocking blow.

"Aunt Hong, please step back."

As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Hong smiled strangely, stepped back, and disappeared into the darkness.

However, Qi Long's dragon vein energy actually decreased by nearly 10% in just a few breaths.

"What kind of monster is this!" 'Xue Baohou' had a look of horror in his eyes.

A'er explained with some complacency: "Each of the nine old officers is an old master, and there are several of them who control the truly terrifying power of the fortress. Lord Marquis, Chengtian Castle is not the only city whose walls can defend against demigods.

."

The last sentence contained an obvious threat, but 'Xue Baohou' snorted coldly and suddenly changed the subject: "This Aunt Red does not seem to be a living person. Does she have any descendants?"

A'er was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and said uncertainly: "Probably not, at least I haven't heard of it."

'Aunt Hong, Aunt Hong, Aunt Hong...'

Qi Long secretly speculated in his heart, and in A'er's eyes, it was that Mr. Xue was a little scared. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he turned around a staircase and said calmly: "Young Master is right in front, and the villain is not here."

Got in."

"You're fine."

Qi Lung said something without knowing the meaning and walked directly into the darkness.

Unexpectedly, there are various flowers and plants planted in the deepest part of the prison. Although they are not rare species, it can be seen that they are taken care of with great care. They are luxuriant and full of vitality. There are screens in the back room and lobby.

Separately, facing the door is a long mahogany table with three bowls of tea and three benches, two of which are occupied by people.

If you know someone, you can also be considered as ‘knowing’ someone.

Cheng Sanlou and Yue Ji?

For a moment, Qi Long thought of the loving mother and son, Mrs. Baimei and the Sixth Young Master. It wouldn't be that bad, wouldn't it?

Qi Lung suppressed the weirdness in his heart, walked over, and sat on the last high stool.

This was the second time Qi Long met Cheng Sanlou. It was different from the previous time. The current eldest son gave him the feeling that he was like a sword unsheathed. Finally, he no longer had to hide his sharp edge. He showed his sharpness and stared at Xue Baohou without hesitation.

.

"Young Master is so elegant, and he even has a beauty accompanying him," Qi Long laughed loudly, and turned his eyes to look at Yue Ji.

This beauty is finally no longer wearing the same revealing clothes as before. She is wearing a purple robe and looks particularly luxurious.

Purple is a color that would look vulgar if worn by someone without a certain aura, but on Yue Ji, it looks particularly noble.

"Master Xue, don't pretend, didn't you meet my mother once when you assassinated my father?" Cheng Sanlou sneered.

Qi Long's heart skipped a beat, but on the surface he raised his brows, showing a surprised expression. He didn't even refute, but instead grinned, his teeth full of teeth like dragon's fangs, and said: "Yes, what's wrong, eldest son?"
To be continued...