"I won't take your life." I smiled at his promise and persistence and said my position: "Even if you appear by my side then, I won't take your life."

The banquet became more and more merciful: "Your Highness sees his own destiny, and I can also peek into the destiny of heaven and see his own destiny."

My lips raised: "Master, what life you see is not just for me."

Faced with my sarcasm, Si Yanqi smiled without saying a word. In his compassionate eyes, it seemed that I was the willful child. He indulged my willfulness and let me play hard and make trouble. Finally, he restrained me.

"It's really annoying." His words made me leave this sentence behind, and under Aya's urging, I got on the carriage of the emperor sent by Siyan.

The wide carriage was not a problem for more than a dozen people to lie down. Because I was afraid that the autumn was hot and the carriage was cool, I sat inside and lying indifferently, and looked outside. Si Yan kept watching me at the banquet, with no sadness or joy, only compassion and gentleness left.

I don't feel irritable. I have to admit that he is braver than me. He gives up the glory and wealth that he can get, jump out of the world, and will not become a threat to anyone, and live the life of fresh tea and fresh water that I want to live.

And I, apart from the top of the snow-capped mountains, am entangled with people.

They didn't want to let me go, they wanted to be with me, no, they just wanted to be with Jiang Jiu. Even if I pretended to be Mu Jiuer, they couldn't remember it alone, and they wouldn't call me this name alone.

To them I was just ginger wine, just her substitute. They insisted on being with me, and they thought that one day the ginger wine party would come back.

Qi Jingque even used illusions to destroy my heart, turn me into ginger wine, and the person he wanted to become.

The war of a year has caused difficulties to the country.

Southern Xinjiang is not a wealthy country, and the people are barely living and working in peace and contentment.

Fighting with the Northern Xinjiang is like pursuing family wealth to fight, and the gold I brought back from the Northern Xinjiang is a drop in the bucket and can solve problems that cannot be solved at all.

"Go Guifang." I was about to reach the imperial city of southern Xinjiang, and made a decision on the sky temporarily, and turned to the Go Guifang.

The Sixteen Kingdoms of Guifang are in war and there are many things to take.

Cangqiong turned his horse's head and led the way in front of me, taking me to the Guifang.

In addition to the southern Xinjiang situation, we traveled lightly and disguised as caravans, and entered the most powerful country of the sixteen countries in the Guifang, Qiyue.

Ten taels of silver hired a storyteller from a restaurant and asked him to tell me about the king of Qi Yue. Ten taels of silver is worth his annual income. He did his best to me and regarded me as a noble guest. He picked up his arbor and patted it on the table, and said happily: "If we talk about the king of Qi Yue, that is the first in the world. His mother is a slave."

"I was a slave sent from the Northern Wei Dynasty. He was beautiful and beautiful. He was favored by the old emperor of Qi Yue Kingdom. He gave birth to him and was the youngest son of the old emperor."

"The youngest child, who only cries, does not have milk to eat, because all the milk is eaten up by others, he has to rely on himself. He entered the military camp at the age of ten, struggled for ten years, and climbed from an unknown small soldier to the position of general."

"I took advantage of it for another five years and took up the position of Grand Marshal. In the same year, he issued a coup, imprisoned his elder brother under the name of Qing dynasty, and took up the position of Emperor Qiyue. "

"After taking on the king of Qi Yue, he took drastic measures to capture Boci, Wei, and Northern Wei, and did not seize their territory, as long as they paid tribute."

"Then he became the most ferocious king in the Guifang, and the Qiyue Iron Cavalry became synonymous with fearless killing people without blinking."

"It's amazing." I exclaimed and poured a cup of tea for the storyteller: "Sir, please have tea."

The storyteller was flattered: "Thank you, Miss. I wonder what the girl is doing for this killing god?"

I pursed my lips and smiled, and the storyteller's eyes were straightened.

I never deny that my appearance is beautiful.

"You call him the God of Killing. If he knows it, aren't you afraid of beheading?"

The storyteller was so dizzy that I laughed, "Our king is fierce and does not feel close to love, but he will never kill innocent people indiscriminately, nor will he block everyone's mouths."

"Even if he hears it, it doesn't matter. He believes that my destiny is up to me and heaven, and what everyone says has nothing to do with him."

"As long as he is the king of Qi Yue, he owns Qi Yue and does not allow others to attack him, nothing else will be with him."

The information collected from the Snow Mountain Holy Land and the information that the real one came to listen to are simply different, and they are completely incompatible.

The collected information said that the king of Qi Yue Kingdom, Yue Liche, was a cruel and ruthless person who killed his brother and father, and even more annotated him. He never listened to others' advice and insisted on his own. He was a completely fierce lone wolf.

"That's a pretty good man. I wonder if the sir knows whether he can't leave the palace every year, or how often does it take to leave the palace?" I asked calmly, undeniable that I had a hint of temptation and used some illusions to the storyteller.

The storyteller's eyes became more and more obsessed: "The king would spend one month every year to inspect the territory. There would be spring hunting, and there would be autumn hunting, and they would leave the palace."

It is now the season for autumn, and the autumn hunting is about to begin.

A deep smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye, and it was the day when Yueliche was hunting in autumn.

The king on the horse's back likes fierce animals such as lions, tigers, and leopards the most.

Only these animals can show his ferocity.

A beautiful black wolf led him to the deepest part of the mountain, and a trap made his horse miss the air and he fell down.

After rolling two ostents on the ground, only to stand firm. At this moment, several men in black rushed out and shouted at him: "Give your life."

He didn't give him a chance to breathe, and cut him to the vital points.

A man who has been through the battlefield for a long time is another king. The kung fu is naturally great, but he is still injured and injured the person who wants to assassinate him.

But he was outnumbered, and the more Li Che was not interested in fighting, so he ran away when he saw the opportunity.

Cangqiong pulled the branch that covered my eyes with his hand, looked at his escape and asked, "Your Highness really want to go alone?"

"This person is pretty good, I like it very much." I looked at his almost invisible back and said.

Cangqiong's hand holding the branch tightened slightly, his lips tightly pursed, "Your Highness likes him?"

A cold flashed through my eyes: "Yes, the overlord of the Ghost Party faces the overlord of Beiling, the great power of the Central Plains. Who do you think they are powerful? Will both lose money?"

Cangqiong's head suddenly turned and his eyes looked at me with a torch: "Your Highness means..."

I walked straight towards Yue Liche's escape and said, "It's what you meant, waiting for my good news, I'll save him now."
Chapter completed!