My mouth closed and I didn't open my mouth.

Even if Si Yanyu was raised by the King of Northern Xinjiang, he was about to die. He said with a pale face, "The High Priest is a person close to God in the southern Xinjiang, and is our faith. Unlike you, you betray the forest and have no faith."

"You are just a vagrant, a vagrant who was abandoned by God. You have a wrong name, a dissatisfaction, and you don't even have a home."

Before the southern and northern borders collapsed, they were called Nanzhao. They served a god, a high priest, and an empire.

In the end, Nanzhao fell apart and divided the northern border and southern border. The southern border did not kill all the northern borders. They were tolerant of them again and again, thinking about the same roots.

People in the northern border also know that when they divide, they abandon God, their homes, and their roots.

Si Yanyu said that they didn’t even have a home, and they were not wrong, and that was indeed the case.

The King of Northern Xinjiang was angry, but was stripped of clothes by a child and stood naked in front of everyone. He was furious and raised Kong Wu's powerful arm. When he was about to fall, Qi Jingque's eyes were dark and full of resentment: "The loyal words are unpleasant. What are the King of Northern Xinjiang and a junior?"

The King of Northern Xinjiang held high and stopped slightly: "Prince Beiling, don't forget that you were for Gucheng, and Gu risked his life to bring you in."

"If you want to burn bridges across the river, aren't you afraid of not being able to leave southern Xinjiang?"

Giving him a city, Qi Jingque was very generous. I thought that if you could make the King of Northern Xinjiang take risks, the city would definitely be given.

"Whether I leave or not is not within the scope of your concern." Qi Jingque raised his eyelids and his eyes fell on Si Yanyu's face: "Put down this child, this is her territory. Without her permission, no killing is allowed."

"Tsk tsk!" The King of Northern Xinjiang made a sound: "Since ancient times, heroes have been sad to pass the beauty barrier. The high priest is beautiful, but Rong Gu reminds you that she is not something that people like you can get."

"You are not allowed to slander Your Highness." Si Yanyu's face was pale and his voice was trembling: "You traitor, you will be born to punish you."

"The child is really annoying." As soon as the King of Northern Xinjiang finished speaking, he broke free from Qi Jingque and threw Si Yanyu out.

Si Yan met a kite with a broken string and drew a curve in the air. The other princes present were all sighing, but no one came forward to pick him up.

I looked at the sky sideways, and the sky flashed out like lightning. When I came back, I held Si Yanyu in my arms.

I appeared sideways, Si Yan was placed on the ground, I reached out and touched the back of his head, and put it to my side. The teenager was almost under my shoulder.

The other princes instantly left their seats and moved closer to me.

When the King of Northern Xinjiang saw me, he did not have the respect he deserved. He looked at me: "Miao Mao grew up and became a stunning person. Xi Fu told Gu before that Gu still didn't believe it."

I didn't move to drink a cup of tea with them before, but he was not so arrogant. When I went back, he was revealed. I don't deny that he had the skills to build a building.

The Northern Xinjiang is now known for its force. The current King of Northern Xinjiang killed his brother, his younger brother, and the throne he sat on.

The military was strengthened, and there were more military officers in the court than civil servants, and they never concealed their ambitions, which was different from the moderate method of governing the country in southern Xinjiang.

"Northern King..."

Qi Jingque's narrow and dark eyes were faintly filled with anger.

The King of Northern Xinjiang interrupted his call: "Emperor Beiling, Gu and the High Priest are a family, and the family talks about the past, there is no need for so many rules."

My hand touched the back of Si Yanyu's head. Although the child was not afraid, he couldn't help but lean towards my legs. His little face was tense, and he looked cute like a little adult.

"I am a family with you, right?" I asked without any emotion, my eyes fell on the face of the King of Northern Xinjiang, and raised my steps and walked towards him with Si Yanyu.

The other princes around me gave up a seat for me to pass through.

The King of Northern Xinjiang was amused when he heard this: "Yes, we are a family, is Xifu still your sister right?"

Xifu had already taken Helianxi out of the palace to heal his wounds. He was telling me that Xifu was my sister. It seemed that he had not seen Xifu defeated under my hands.

"I am the messenger of God and have no relatives." I walked in front of him and stopped two steps away, shouting: "Sky."

The most loyal Cangqiong, I put down the sword in my hand and faced the King of Northern Frontier with bare hands.

The King of Northern Xinjiang advocates martial arts and is also very good at his own kung fu, but compared to Cangqiong, it is always a little worse. Cangqiong beat him to the ground within ten moves.

Qi Jingque stared at me from the side, his eyes too deep and hot, making me feel as if my sharp edge was on my back. The other hand clenched into a fist and hid in my sleeves, so that I could calm my mind.

I pushed Si Yan to meet him with my hand, "You will treat him whatever he treated you just now. He is the King of Northern Xinjiang, you are the prince of Southern Xinjiang, and you two are on equal terms."

"Your Highness, you must not..." The Fourth Prince said to stop me: "The person who came from the Northern Frontier King was a guest, and according to the agreement a thousand years ago, it was the banquet that angered him, and it was his wrong first."

I looked at him with a cold voice as cold as ice, like a sharp sword shooting at him: "Shut up, stand here and see who is right and who is wrong."

When Si Yan met a child, I pushed him forward two steps. Looking back at me, fear filled his eyes.

I looked at him with my eyes down, "Take out your courage just now, I want to see it, is it OK? Yanhui."

I don’t know if he admires me too much or something else. When I heard that I wanted to see, I clamped my small hand into a fist, gritted my teeth, and strode towards the King of Northern Xinjiang.

He raised his foot and kicked him hard.

The dignified King of Northern Frontier was kicked, but he could not break free from the sky, so he had to passively endure the pain.

Si Yanyu kicked him more than a dozen times and came back out of breath.

I reached out and rubbed his head hard, then squatted in front of him, and asked in a slight manner, "How do you feel when he lifted you up?"

Si Yanyu's body shrank a little, and his pale little face paused with fear and said, "I'm afraid of being afraid to show my mother."

"What else?"

"He cannot insult His Highness, who is the messenger of God and our God."

"Do you want to kill him?"

Everyone sighed, and they didn't even dare to breathe, and they could hear the sound of needle falling from the ground.

Si Yanyu stirred the corner of his clothes with his hands. He was obviously scared at my question, but for a moment, he looked at me firmly: "If you want to kill him, he can't insult Nanjiang and insult Your Highness."

Hearing his words, I nodded with satisfaction, touched the dagger habitually, and found that there was nothing. When I was slightly stunned, Qi Jingque handed me an exquisite dagger. The dagger was as thin as a cicada and looked very light.

I was stunned for a moment, a little surprised how he knew I was looking for a dagger.
Chapter completed!