"I have a proposal here, you can consider it!"

In this quiet atmosphere, Xuan 13 suddenly spoke again, attracting everyone's eyes to him, and the things contained in these gazes were different.

"If you let me take Ning Taiping away and return the favor of Brother Jiu, I can keep Lu Xue safe for a year!"

The sentence that came out of Xuan Thirteen's mouth immediately made everyone's eyes become a little strange, and secretly said What is this Great Xuan Thirteen Prince thinking?

No one will suspect that Xuan Thirteen is claiming his identity by saying this, he is the thirteenth prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty, and he is also a great monk of the Seven Realms, and he wants to protect one person in the Great Xuan King, isn't it extremely easy?

Presumably, even if Ning Wenji hates Xuanyang Country to the core, under the condition that Ning Taiping is not dead, he should not lose his mind and provoke a great Xuan prince, right?

The eyes of the Golden Wind generals were a little resentful, you are a dignified Emperor Xuan, a great monk of the Seven Realms, wouldn't it be good to take people away directly, forgive those guys from the Xuanyang Kingdom and don't dare to say anything, right?

It's just that Xuan Thirteen still has to discuss here and discuss, does he think that in the Xuanyang Kingdom, who else can threaten him?

And what these Golden Wind generals are looking forward to more is that the Xuanyang Kingdom really rises up to resist and provoke this Great Xuan Thirteen Princes, so that they can have a glimmer of life.

In fact, Lu Mingyang and Zhao Qidong also had this idea in their hearts, in front of a noble and powerful Great Xuan Prince, they had actually compromised a long time ago.

A Ning Taiping's life, in Lu Mingyang's opinion, is definitely not comparable to Lu Xue's safety, and there is also the danger of exposing Lu Xun, if he refuses, this is a completely uncost-effective deal.

But what is the reason why Dexuan 13 is willing to give such a promise, even if there is no such promise, the probability of Xuanyang Guo's refusal is infinitely close to zero.

"Did he see something?"

Perhaps only Lu Xun could guess some of Xuan Shisan's scruples, if all possibilities were ruled out, then there would only be one possibility left.

It should be that Xuan Thirteen sensed some danger, which may be the intuition of the Great Cultivator of the Seven Realms.

Or maybe it's some other reason, in short, before being absolutely sure, Xuan Thirteen shouldn't turn his face.

That's why he said that even if Xuanyang Guo didn't agree, he wouldn't be angry with Xuanyang, but at this moment, how could Lu Mingyang and them really believe such words?

What's more, Xuan Shisan's mention of Ning Wenji and Lu Xue just now obviously has a vague threat element, they are far away in Xuanyang Kingdom, and they can't help Lu Xue in the Academy of Literary Teachers at all.

"Okay, I promise you!"

It seemed that he was afraid that Lu Xun would produce some demon moth again, this time Lu Mingyang spoke first, so that a relieved smile appeared on the face of Xuan Shisan on the other side.

"I also hope that His Highness the Thirteenth will not forget the promise just now!"

The reason why Lu Mingyang agreed so readily and let go of the monarch of the Golden Wind Country was mostly because he was worried about Lu Xue's safety.

He believed that under this public, Xuan Shisan's words should not be broken, but he still wanted to emphasize it again, so that he could rest assured.

"Don't worry, Ning Wenji should give me this face, but a year later, I can't guarantee it!"

Xuan 13 nodded, but at the end he also emphasized that time, and at the same time intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the second prince of the palace who was silent, and there was a trace of strangeness in the depths of his eyes.

"What danger is there in this guy that can make me feel a little jealous?"

This is what Xuan Thirteen sensed from the second prince of the palace who seemed to only have three realms, and I have to say that the intuition of the great cultivator of the seven realms is still very terrifying.

"Ning Taiping, come with me!"

After retracting his gaze from Lu Xun, Xuan Shisan flew directly to the north gate of Tianyang City, and then walked towards the city first, without caring about Lu Mingyang and Yu Mingzhao.

"Your name is Kuang Shan, right?"

However, when passing by Kuang Shan's side, Xuan 13 paused slightly and said, "Brother Jiu asked me to bring you four words, so that I can know myself!" ”

The simple words made De Kuangshan's whole body tense, but he knew that His Royal Highness the Nine Emperor Princes would repay him, and he had taken refuge in the East Wangfu of Xuanyang Town, and the other party would definitely be uncomfortable.

But Kuang Shan was also extremely aggrieved in his heart, it was you who gave up on me at the beginning, what was wrong with me making some choices in order to survive, and what was there to know?

After Xuan 13 said this, he walked down the city without looking back, and not far behind him, Ning Taiping gritted his teeth, and immediately followed quickly, this was his only way to live.

"Your Majesty, you're gone, I'm ...... What are we going to do? ”

Just as Ning Taiping was about to step down from the city, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind, which was from Xiao Lie, the generalissimo of Jinfeng Town.

At this moment, Xiao Lie's face was filled with despair and disappointment.

He broke an arm and made countless contributions to the Golden Wind Kingdom, but at this moment, the monarch Ning Taiping didn't even look at him.

The other Golden Wind generals also had such looks and moods.

They all knew clearly that once Ning Taiping followed Xuan Thirteen away, what was waiting for them would definitely be death.

Xiao Lie and they also have to make a final struggle, in fact, their lives can be saved by only one word from Xuan Thirteen.

And they must not be able to talk to the thirteen princes of Daxuan, so they can only hope for Ning Taiping.

Xuanyang Kingdom can let Ning Taiping, the culprit, go, and they believe that as long as Xuan Thirteen says a word, Lu Mingyang will not refuse.

When a person is about to die, everyone is willing to die.

"Now it's time to ask for more blessings!"

However, this sentence from Ning Taiping's mouth undoubtedly knocked the hearts of Xiao Lie and others to the bottom, and also made them extremely unwilling.

This followed His Majesty the monarch's expedition to the east and west, and now it has hit the city of Xuanyang National Capital, but it has suffered such a big defeat, this kind of ups and downs, few people can afford it.

But they also knew that Ning Taiping must be powerless.

However, His Majesty the monarch sentenced them to death without even trying, and what did he gain by following him for so many years?

In fact, Ning Taiping was also discouraged at this moment, he was full of ambition, determined to establish the Ninth Dynasty like the Eight Great Dynasties, but he didn't expect it to be over at the beginning.

As a generation of heroes, Ning Taiping is not unable to accept defeat, maybe after the defeat just now, he killed himself directly, which would make him much more dignified.

But now, the dignified king of a country can only survive because of an outsider, and even depends on the favor of his youngest son, which is still quite a big blow to Ning Taiping.

Because he knows that after this defeat, he may not have the day to make a comeback, and maybe he will have to survive under his son's wings for the rest of his life.

The figures of Xuan 13 and Ning Taiping finally disappeared under the north gate, and after a short silence, King Zhendong's slightly fierce gaze directly turned to Xiao Lie and the others.

"Kill, don't leave a single one!"

At this moment, Lu Mingyang's iron-blooded side was revealed, or because of Ning Taiping's life, he was very irritable, and these generals of the Golden Wind Country were still angry after all.

The next result, naturally needless to say, whether it is these Golden Wind Country generals on the city wall, or those stubborn Golden Wind soldiers under the city, they have all become the souls of the Xuanyang Kingdom army.

In the end, there were less than 200,000 of the 500,000 troops of the Jingang Kingdom, and it can be said that there were rivers of blood outside Tianyang City, and the corpses were piled up into hills.

The smell of blood is pervasive, and I don't know how long it will take to dissipate.

"Big win!"

However, compared to those Jinfeng soldiers who surrendered, the entire Xuanyang Kingdom was filled with excitement after a great victory, and this battle between the two countries was won by the Xuanyang Kingdom after all.

"Herald, feast for three days, to comfort the dead, to celebrate the victory!"

Lu Mingyang didn't spoil such an atmosphere, and under the aura of his Six Realms martial artists, a loud voice spread throughout the entire Tianyang City and beyond, making a burst of cheers everywhere.

"The King of Zhendong is mighty!"

At this moment, the prestige of Lu Mingyang, the king of Zhendong, reached its peak, even if he could not kill Ning Taiping, the culprit, but he was able to turn defeat into victory under such a disadvantage, and their admiration was overflowing.

In the cheers of countless people, Lu Mingyang's gaze turned to a certain back.

That's his youngest son Lu Xun, and I'm afraid that more than half of this military merit medal belongs to Lu Xun.

"Brush off your clothes and go to hide your merit and fame!"

Lu Mingyang looked at the familiar but still a little immature back, and such an ancient poem came to mind.

All the scenery is enjoyed by himself, and no one knows what Lu Xun is doing behind it.

This is a last resort, Lu Xun must keep a low profile, so as not to attract Luo Youshan's attention.

Those so-called arrogance are just another form of low-key.

Since Lu Xun came back, the Zhendong Royal Mansion seems to have been fighting, starting from Watanabe City, killing all the way to Tianyang City to destroy the Yan Clan, and then to the attack of the Golden Wind Kingdom.

Lu Mingyang didn't know how much effort Lu Xun had been spent, but he clearly knew that if it weren't for Lu Xun, it would be impossible for him to win two big victories in a row on his own.

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old young people should have been the age to enjoy life, but they had to get involved in one dispute after another for unavoidable reasons.

Every time he thought of this, Lu Mingyang couldn't bear to feel distressed.

He knew that Lu Xun was solving his worries, as long as the Zhendong Mansion was calm, he could take Lu Ling'er to seek medical treatment with peace of mind.

In a sense, it was the Zhendong Wangfu that dragged Lu Xun back and delayed it for nearly a year in vain.