Beiling Village gathers warriors from all over the world. Many things happen every day, and bloody conflicts and even deaths are not uncommon. But there has never been one thing that shocked them like this time.

The prince of the ancient Song Dynasty was blocked in the guest room of Wangyun Tower and was beaten into a pig's head.

Everyone was talking about it, but no matter what the content was different, at least one thing everyone had the same opinion. Miss Jianlou Leng Moxue's marriage proposal group, Zhao Yi, the fourth prince of the ancient Song Dynasty, was eliminated. Even Zhao Yi, even the right to inherit the throne in the ancient Song Dynasty, was abandoned.

Because no matter the cause and effect, Jianlou would never marry his daughter to such a shameful prince. The throne of the ancient Song Kingdom would not be handed over to such a prince.

People talked about it all over the place, but it was just a matter of hang up and scattering. But not all non-parties are so relaxed, and Lord Beiling Tiger King is in a panic.

The prince of the ancient Song Dynasty was beaten, which was not a trivial matter in any way. On the first day of the incident, the eldest prince Zhao Zhong and several brothers raised a fierce written protest to Leng Hu.

It is true that brothers compete for the throne with each other, but after all, they are also coming out of the same country. It would be fine if they just make a fool of themselves, but they were beaten in public, which would not only be a shame to one person. Where is the majesty of the royal family? Where is the dignity of the ancient Song Kingdom?

Of course, in addition to these high-end reasons, the princes also had other thoughts.

Lin Aotian was so crazy that he was completely crazy. In addition, the people in Beiling Village were obviously partial. If they did nothing, they would let it go. The tragedy of the fourth prince Zhao Yi might happen again one day.

If Leng Hu had never been a bird to protest against such protests, the situation is different now.

The reputation of the Beiling Tiger King sounds very loud, but to put it bluntly, it is the guard of the Sword Tower or the guard of the outer side. What Leng Hu knows now is that the army of demons is approaching and Qingzhou is facing a crisis. At this time, Leng Hu really dared not to break up with the largest arms group in Qingzhou.

In addition, there is another more important reason.

Zhang Nan.

As long as you think of this name and that face, Leng Hu will have a headache, severe neurasthenia, and you can't bear the pressure at all. Especially now, the protests are caused by Zhang Nan. A mere fourth prince is just an appetizer, Leng Hu knows that the future is not over.

Originally, Leng Hu vowed not to meet Zhang Nan again, but he only lasted for two days, but in the end he had no choice but to go to Mr. Zhang to have a talk.

"Open the door." Leng Hu came outside Yuhuzhai and knocked on the door.

"No lock." Zhang Nan replied inside, Leng Hu pushed the door and entered.

"You are really." Zhang Nan, who was drinking tea, looked up at Leng Hu. "This is your home. Why are you knocking on the door when you come back? Just go in just now."

"You still know this is my home." Leng Hu was not angry.

Since Lin Qingqing said "living together", Leng Hu has never returned to Yuhuzhai. When I think about this, Leng Hu himself feels frustrated. But there is no way, who lets the plague god live in his home?

"Brother Zhang, Zuzong Zhang." Leng Hu sat opposite Zhang Nan, took out a stack of letters and patted it on the table: "I know you feel sorry for the young lady, and don't want her to marry a bunch of rice buckets casually. But can you take into account the influence? This way, it's difficult for me and the poster to do it, do you know..."

Zhang Nan picked up the letter and opened it. He looked at two letters in one glance. He couldn't help but laugh and said, "Oh, this is considered a diplomatic protest."

"Since you understand, can you call back that 'Lin Aotian' slowly?" Leng Hu explained patiently: "Now that the demons are invading the realm, most of the high-rise buildings of the Sword Tower are not here. The boys of the ancient Song Kingdom will definitely delay the proposal of marriage. You can rest for a while and wait until the demons are resolved, will you deal with them again?"

Leng Hu has changed his strategy now. When the poster comes back, Zhang Nan can leave this big trouble to others. At that time, Zhang Nan frys or frys the princes, so Leng Hu is too lazy to deal with it.

"No wonder you haven't been promoted in Beiling for so many years, you just become a mountain king." Zhang Nan shook his head: "What I'm doing now is cooperating with your poster."

Leng Hu curled his lips, and his mouth was so big, with a total of 80,000 yuan.

"Don't believe it." Zhang Nan said seriously: "I'll ask you, have anyone ever come to Jianlou to mention a marriage?"

"No." Leng Hu said.

"Why not?" Zhang Nan asked again.

"That's more to say!" Leng Hu looked gloomy: "The eldest lady is so beautiful. If she really chooses a son-in-law, she would be a top-notch hero. Looking for Qingzhou in the northern region, I have never seen anyone worthy of her. Those who are thinking about our eldest lady once lined up from Yunshan to the East China Sea, but unfortunately none of them are qualified. No one comes because they all know themselves..."

Leng Hu talked in half, as if he realized something, and subconsciously stopped, frowned and thought.

"You also discovered it, right?" Zhang Nan said: "The ancient Song Kingdom is very close to Yunshan and has a good relationship with Jianlou. It can be said that it is close to the water tower. But for so many years, I have never expressed this intention to Jianlou. It's not that they don't want it, but that they don't dare at all. But why do you dare suddenly now?"

Leng Hu hesitated for a while and replied uncertainly: "Maybe, I didn't expect it. Just like me, I didn't think about what you said before."

"You didn't expect that it was because it was dark under the light and was misled." Zhang Nan smiled: "Of course, it was not only you who were misled, but the ancient Song Kingdom was probably also trapped."

"No way..." Leng Hu still didn't believe it. He had realized who Zhang Nan was talking about.

"Why can't it?" Zhang Nan said: "If it was expected, your poster wanted to hit the ancient Song Kingdom."

Leng Hu thought for a while and said, "The ancient Song Dynasty has been a little proud in recent years. Jianlou sent people to order spiritual weapons. Although they have not delayed it, they often have to be arrogant. But these are nothing, and the author is not you, so he is not that small."

"This is not a matter of energy." Zhang Nandao:

"Although I don't understand the relationship between the Jianlou and the ancient Song Kingdom, combat preparations are very important things. I don't show anything in normal times, but if there are slight mistakes at critical moments, it will affect the overall situation. Many things can be seen from small things. Now that the ancient Song Kingdom is shy of the face of the Jianlou, there is a possibility of pulling the back at a critical moment. With the wisdom of your poster, you will definitely not wait for the hidden danger to break out before dealing with it."

"What you said makes sense, but it's still far-fetched." Leng Hu shook his head again: "Even if you beat the warning, there are many ways. There is no need to write about the marriage of the young lady."

"It's not the case in general, but it's hard to say if the situation is very bad." Zhang Nan's face became a little heavier:

"Perhaps the situation facing Qingzhou now will be worse than what we think. Polar demons and Nangan Heroes may be just the tip of the iceberg. If this is true, your poster will definitely not take any risks. He must use the most extreme and labor-saving way to solve the internal troubles of Qingzhou. Only in this way can he free up his hands and feet as soon as possible to deal with the real crisis."

"Don't scare me." Leng Hu believed it a little.

"These are just speculations, and now I can't confirm it." Zhang Nan said: "Of course, there is a second possibility."

"What's the possibility?" Leng Hu asked seriously.

"I." Zhang Nan pointed to himself: "Your poster set up this plan to see my reaction. The two possibilities I guess may exist at the same time."

"Your face is so big." Leng Hu's mouth turned 80,000 more.

"I also hope I have a big face." Zhang Nan said the truth.

In the past two days, Zhang Nan sent a task to Lin Qingqing while pondering the current situation, and finally analyzing these things.

Zhang Nan hoped that he was wrong.

Because if all of them are guessed, it will definitely be a big trouble for unimaginable ones.

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ps: You are so dirty. The physical activities I do are the kind that only sweats but not protein. Where do you want to go o(≧口≦)o
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