The north wind is vast, the grassland is slightly frost, the bright moon, the cold and deserted light is still the same night, the difference is the region and people.

The golden tent of the Turkic Khan is still brightly lit. The grassland tribe alliance has reached its last moment, and almost all tribes have agreed to gather to send troops.

The night was deep, the bonfire was beating, and Jie Li Khan laughed wildly, and the sound was rolling across the golden tent.

Many Turkic warriors outside the tent felt a heat in their hearts, and their eyes were filled with ecstasy.

The Turks were wolfish and longed for plundering in their bones. They had been waiting for the end of the alliance and waiting for the Khan to blew the ox horns that were plundering south.

Go south!

It is the Han people's thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

The Han people were as weak as sheep and their timid personality was as slap, but they were skillful and created many wonderful wealth...

cloth!

silk!

Salt!

iron!

brick tea!

There is also the woman with a fragrant body. Her skin is tender and she can pinch her water. If she follows Dahan to plunder, everyone can snatch a few women back.

After snatching the woman, she was her own slave. She asked them to help her graze during the day and let them sleep with them at night...

No, I also sleep with me during the day. Anyway, the stolen Han girl does not need to hurt her at all. No matter day or night, I will pounce on me whenever I want to play, tear my clothes and press them on the grass.

Gudu!

Some people couldn't help swallowing.

The group of Turkic warriors fantasized about the wonderful things and looked at the Khan's golden tent even more eagerly.

They wish they could send troops tonight.

...

At this moment, a whistle suddenly sounded from a distance, with a harsh sound and extremely exciting. The soldiers were stunned for their eyes, and then they pulled out their scimitar.

"Who?"

A soldier shouted sternly.

The whistle just now was harsh, probably because it was a warning scout. This whistle was not allowed to be blown. When blowing, it means someone attacked at night.

Night attack?

Who dares to attack the Khan's golden tent at night? Could it be that he really wants to die!

"Who?"

The soldier asked again, holding a scimitar in his hand and searched around.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, I heard a gust of wind in my ears, and saw a white shadow flashing in front of me. A soldier suddenly screamed twice, and he flew out directly on the spot.

Blood bleeded in his mouth and nose, and he fell to the ground and died immediately. He didn't know how powerful the attack was, and his chest collapsed and turned into a big pit.

The soldiers were frightened and subconsciously held a knife to protect their chests.

Unfortunately, when I looked around, I was unaware of it. The soldiers were even more terrified and felt a burst of cold sweat on their backs... The enemy that I could not see was always the most terrifying.

At this moment, a soldier suddenly said "ahhh" twice. He pointed at the direction of the Great Khan's golden tent with shock and said in fear: "Look, there."

Swish!

Dozens of gazes looked at them at the same time.

The moon shines on the grassland, and the bonfire is like daylight, but a white shadow is like a ghost, galloping rapidly towards the Khan's golden tent. It seems to be a figure, but the speed is really scary.

No, it’s not alone. There seems to be another person on Baiying’s back, so he can only see it from Taiyuan.

...

...

The saint high priest leaped continuously, and under the white veil was a calm face. Not far away was Jie Li Khan's golden tent, and there was a strong murderous intent in the saint's eyes.

She continued to leaps and gallops, her speed was really like a ghost. She suddenly spoke and said softly: "Three A-Mum, open your eyes and look carefully. This is the golden tent of the Turkic people. I'll let you see how I am a mother..."

The old woman on her back was San Anime, and she tried hard to open her turbid eyes.

The old woman had an excitement on her face, and she coughed and shouted with hatred: "Girl, they killed all the men in the village, and they killed the baby and fled the famine. The baby was weak and sick, and she didn't know if she could survive. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

boom!

The old woman's words were full of hatred as if the oil pan was suddenly ignited. The saint high priest was murderous, and there was a vague swaying wind around her.

At this time, they were very close to the Khan's golden tent, and their traces were finally captured by elite soldiers. These elite soldiers were all guards of the golden tent, and they were all extremely brave warriors.

"kill!"

A golden tent guard roared wildly, and without thinking, he slashed directly. He didn't ask who the saint was. His duty was to guard the tent.

Since someone dares to break into the sweat tent, this person deserves to die.

Unfortunately, he died.

But when the saint high priest kicked and kicked the golden tent guard away in an instant. The guard was still flying in the air, and his bones were broken like rain. He didn't even have time to scream, and his whole body fell softly to the ground in a blink of an eye.

His chest also collapsed into a big pit.

The way of death was exactly the same as the warrior who had been warned not long ago.

The saint high priest killed someone with one blow, but her expression was extremely dull. She continued to leaps quickly with the old woman on her back, and headed straight for the Khan Golden Tent not far away.

Wherever you pass, killing people is like mowing grass.

No matter how elite the Golden Tent Guard was, no one could stop her from rushing. As long as she kicked her out, the person who was hit would die immediately.

In the blink of an eye, the golden tent guard died all over the ground, with corpses spread across the wild, and at least dozens of people were required.

And the saint high priest finally rushed into the tent of the khan.

She was as ghostly as the wind, as grand as the grandeur. At this time, she was drinking and sitting in the golden tent, and hundreds of leaders of the Turkic tribes gathered together.

Jie Li Khan laughed wildly and hugged a beautiful woman. The tribe leaders were all behind. Everyone suddenly saw that there was one more person in the tent, and they were all shocked and stunned.

Dong!

Dongdong!

The saint's light footsteps hit everyone's hearts like a drum.

She carried the old woman on her back and walked slowly forward, staring at Jie Li in the middle of the big tent with her eyes calmly, and suddenly breathed slowly from her mouth, blowing her veil slowly floating.

Her voice was cold, as if she was announcing an order, and said quietly: "Jie Li, shout out your son."

Jie Li was stunned and a little bad in his heart. He subconsciously stood up from his seat and said with a deep look: "Wu Si Ayue, what are you calling my son for?"

The saint did not answer, but raised his hand and popped out two fingers, and said lightly: "Two, call for two sons to come out, your sons have a lot, don't force me to kill them all."

Jie Li's face turned cold.

At this moment, I heard a 'boom' sound, but saw someone overturning the Hu table in the big tent. A young Turkic nobleman stood up with a scimitar in his hand and said rebelliously: "Although you are a saint, you must respect the great Khan. Wusi Ayue, what do you want to do?"

The young man shouted and jumped out from behind the overturned Hu table. He waved his scimitar again and said drunkenly: "I am the eldest prince of Father Khan. Do you dare to kill him..."

Before the word "I" that "killed me" was finished, this guy suddenly felt a white shadow flashing in front of him, and then he heard his chest bones breaking and his body was kicked away by a huge force.

Boom!

He directly hit the table he had overturned, his eyes turned pale and kept spewing blood.

This time, the Holy High Priest seemed to have deliberately not beat him to death, so that he could still remain awake before he died. The Holy Maiden stared at him coldly and said in a plain tone: "Your father called me Wusi Ayue because he is now the Khan of the Grassland. I am the High Priest of the Grassland. He is on an equal footing with my identity, but you are different. You are not qualified to call my name..."

After the last word was finished, the young nobleman closed his eyes and just grasped the time. He asked him to die after listening to the explanation.

The saint killed one person, turned to look at Jie Li again, and said, "There is another one to kill. Do you choose yourself or me?"

Jie Li looked furious, but for some reason he didn't explode. He suddenly pointed his hand at someone and shouted angrily: "I choose this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the saint's white shadow flashed, but with a click, another young man blew his blood and died.

In the blink of an eye, two people were killed, and the Khan prince was killed, and the entire Khan tent was silent.

It was not until then that Jie Li took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and stared at the saint and said, "Ben Khan only wants to know why you are so angry? You are the saint high priest of the entire grassland. I have never heard of you killing the Turks."

This is not even clear about why his son was killed.

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Chapter completed!