Unexpectedly, the first word seemed to be full of care, only shrugged his shoulders very easily, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Since you are planning to do this, the king, then give the order directly."

The man smiled, his wanton eyes full of underwhelming.

Even Xiang Xing, who was eating melons and watching a play not far away, felt that he wanted to punch him.

Not to mention the king of southern Xinjiang who was directly provoked by him to rush to the crown.

“…… Well, that's the first thing you said in person! ”

Wu Yue was so angry that several tendons burst out in his head.

As soon as his brain was hot, he no longer hesitated at the moment, and directly took out a small bone flute from his waist and blew it up to the sky.

The sound of Qingyue Xiaosu's flute carried a strong penetrating power, and it instantly spread to the surroundings.

However, to his surprise again, no matter how many siege orders he blow, the surrounding warriors of southern Xinjiang who had been ambushed did not encircle and suppress them.

There was a dead silence all around.

At this moment, Wu Yue suddenly saw that a slender man dressed as a shadow guard suddenly flashed to the side of the first resignation at an extremely ghostly speed.

He presented him with a bloodstained token in both hands, and replied: "Holy Lord, the surrounding 'ghosts' have all been controlled. ”

"Good."

The first word pursed the corners of his crimson lips in satisfaction and nodded.

After a pause, he suddenly turned his eyes sideways again, looked at Wu Yuejian, who was already intimidated, and spread his arms again meaninglessly.

Yin narrowed his cold eyes, and the sneer on his lips was even worse, "King of Southern Xinjiang, it seems that there are a few people you brought, and the lonely shadow guards have solved them all if they are not careful, what can I do about this?" ”

"Otherwise, let's just change it, let Gu be here, and build a luxurious and luxurious mausoleum for you, the king, with the highest gift of my Haiqi...... Bury you? ”

Although the first word said this in a tone that was close to a joke, his gaze and demeanor were heavily startled by Wu Yuejian.

He could see that this guy would definitely dare to play with himself!

Thinking of this, Wu Yuejian couldn't help but secretly gasp.

His eyes waved in a daze, but he seemed to suddenly remember something, and he felt a little more confident in his heart.

I couldn't help laughing cruelly: "If you dare to end the king here, you are not afraid of angering my fathers and elders in southern Xinjiang, and attracting Bayang and others to form an alliance with my southern Xinjiang, and the surrounding countries of Haiqi, which is known as the 'golden land', have one more reason to encircle and suppress you?" ”

After all, even Wu Yuejian himself admires himself very much.

He could come up with such a wonderful reason to get out!

Unexpectedly, the man in front of him still looked indifferent and frivolous.

Instead, he winked and chuckled: "What the Bayang and other parliaments do, I don't care...... As for whether it will anger your Southern Xinjiang fathers, it's really hard to say. ”

As he spoke, the words took a sharp turn.

"Speaking of which, Lone still owes the king your own sister, your second crown prince in southern Xinjiang, Wu Yueqing, a royal brother who sacrificed his life to rescue Lone on the Ximeng Grand Canyon, and the first ripple of the king of Anyang......"

Speaking of this, the man even pretended to pat his head and hooked his lips proudly, "Your Majesty, you said, if Lone uses the command of the entire southern Xinjiang to return this favor, will she gladly accept it?" ”

“…… You! ”

Wu Yuejian's eyebrows suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.