People struggling in the flood, when they suddenly saw someone stretching out an arm, would use their hands and feet to hold it tightly in their arms with all their strength.
The end result was that the person who fell into the water and the person who stretched out his arm sank together.
For fatty Gongshu Yuan, Princess Qiandu of the Peacock Imperial Court was the one who took the initiative to extend her arm to him.
The fatty was not clear about the relationship between Li Muyang and Qiandu. Even when the Peacock Imperial Court's State Preceptor Ying Wuyu personally crushed the cultivators who wanted to slay the dragon, he was still worried that the old man slayed the dragon for him alone — —
How could the fame of a group of people slaying the dragon be more than the fame of one person slaying the dragon?
Originally he was hoping that Ying Wuyu would once again raise the bone scepter to summon the big bird, and then wipe out the Qilin army brought by Song Lang. Unfortunately, the old man had no intention of doing so.
Now that Princess Qiandu had personally led the army here, he felt that his and Li Muyang's safety was more guaranteed.
As long as Princess Qiandu was willing to take action, they could be saved. In the divine continent, the only person who could really solve the crisis that Li Muyang was facing at this moment was probably only this woman with a white feather on her head and a ghost mask on her face.
Therefore, the fatty immediately clung to this straw and refused to let go, even at the cost of making some unspeakable sacrifices — —
As long as Li Muyang could live, and Lu Qingming and Lu Qiji could live, he was willing to do anything.
It was said that the Princess would eventually marry the Prince, and the friends of the powerful were also powerful.
In the fatty's mind, Song Lang and Ying Qiandu were people of the same level. If the two heavyweights of the superpowers suddenly reached an agreement while chatting — — then wouldn't they die?
Li Muyang was in a coma, Lu Qingming was in a coma, and even Lu Qiji was in a coma. Whether they lived or died, all the pressure and responsibility was on him alone — —
The fatty also wanted to hit himself on the head with a stick, and then he would also be unconscious, and he would not have to think about anything or bear any responsibility.
How good.
The White Feather General lowered her head and looked at the battered and battered fatty. Her voice softened a lot as she said softly, "I know all that you said."
Fatty's eyes widened, and he had a dull look on his face.
Just now when he heard the attitude of Princess Qiandu and Song Lang, he thought that the Peacock Imperial Court's Princess Jiao was cold and proud, and her eyes were in the sky.
He had never thought that she would have such a gentle and lovely side to her … Could it be that she understood the deeper meaning behind his words?
Fatty blinked his eyes, and an imperceptible blush appeared on his chubby face.
"So shy."
"Princess Qiandu." Hearing Ying Qiandu's response to Fatty Gongshu Yuan, Song Lang was very dissatisfied. "What do you mean?"
That damned fatty had verbally insulted her grandfather and the entire Song Clan, but Ying Qiandu had said that she already knew everything he had said … Didn't this mean that she had the same opinion as him?
General Fei Yu pointed at the fatty Gongshu Yuan and said, "Is there something wrong with what he said?"
"The Lu clan rebelled, killed the late Emperor Chu Xianda, and wanted to usurp power with military power, but was stopped by my grandfather — —"
The White Feather General impatiently interrupted Song Lang's words. "I know what the truth is. Do you really think that everyone in the world has eyes but cannot see? Your nonsense can deceive those ignorant children, but you think I can believe it — — aren't you deceiving yourself too much? "
"Princess Qiandu, my West Wind Kingdom and your Peacock Imperial Court have no enmity, my Song family and your Ying clan also have no enmity, why is your Peacock Imperial Court targeting my Song family?"
"Besides, this White Horse Plain is located in the West Wind Kingdom. Your Peacock Imperial Court has led an army to trample on it, and has violated the territory and dignity of my kingdom. You have repeatedly insulted my grandfather. This time, if Princess Qiandu does not give me an explanation, I, Song Lang, will not let this matter rest. "
"You want an explanation?"
"Yes." Song Lang said stiffly. "If Princess Qiandu does not give me an explanation, Song Lang will not give up, the Song clan will not give up, and the West Wind Kingdom will not give up."
"If you want an explanation, then I will give you an explanation." The White Feather General said in a low voice.
Clang!
She pulled out the long sword from the box and shouted: "Leave no one alive."
"Yes."
Tens of thousands of ghost-faced knights brandished the long sword in their hands, roaring as they charged toward the Qilin army.
Colourful clothes fluttered, colourful feathers fluttered.
The dark sword streaked across the sky, bringing with it the whistling sound of the wind to reap lives.
Song Lang's face was deathly pale, but there was even more anger.
Ying Qiandu — — had gone too far.
Between big countries, the relationship between them was the most cautious. No one would easily provoke a fight. Otherwise, when two tigers fought, one would definitely be injured, or even both would be injured. At that time, it would become a famous story in history: When the sandpiper and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits.
A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated.
Song Lang was originally a proud and arrogant person, and after the Song family took action, no one in the West Wind Kingdom could compete with him. He could be said to be the shadow imperial family of the West Wind Kingdom.
Now that Ying Qiandu had pulled out her sword without saying a word, she did not put the Song family and the West Wind Kingdom in her eyes at all.
"Assassin team, use the Ghost Butterfly to warn and ask for reinforcements from all sides." Song Lang silently counted the sound of the horse hooves of the Ghost Dancer Corps, calculated the distance between them, and calmly issued the order.
"Yes." Not far behind him, several teams immediately released Ghost Butterflies from the box in their arms. As soon as the Ghost Butterflies came into contact with the air, they immediately dissipated without a trace. Soon, they would spread the news that Song Lang had encountered a strong enemy attack to the ears of the nearby generals.
Given the power and prestige of the Song family, if the generals of the border cities were smart enough, they would not refuse.
When Song Lang issued the order, his right hand was once again raised high.
His body leaned forward, and the maroon horse in front of him, affected by his powerful qi, felt a sense of panic and urgency to rush out.
The horse's hooves struck the frozen ground again and again, digging out layer after layer of ice mud.
"Kill them all."
Song Lang roared hoarsely. He raised his right hand and slashed down heavily.
Clang — —
His sword was unsheathed, his toes tapped the back of the horse, and he darted towards the White Feather General at the forefront of the enemy.
To kill bandits, first kill the King!
"Kill — —"
"Kill — —"
Boom — —
Two powerful forces, the red heavy armour and the colourful feather coat fiercely collided together.
The sound of killing shook the heavens!
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