Flower Stealing Master

"Mrs. Zhen is too modest. You must know that the magician palace has never failed. Besides, this time, apart from the magician, almost all of them have come out. We can get rid of them temporarily in this way. The madam has made great contributions."

A large-eyed and broad-nosed Western Region man at the side sighed with emotion. This woman was named Zhen Sushan. She was obviously young and beautiful and did not marry, but everyone was known as "Mrs. Zhen". You must know that at first he was very dissatisfied with this delicate woman who actually gesticulates aside, thinking that this kind of lady lying in bed to serve men is their strength, but after seeing her magical calculations in this crisis, she is truly convinced. oral.

Another lean man with a reddish beard also joined him.

Madam Zhen smiled slightly: "If it weren't for General Yan and Zhuo who are good at stealth tracking and concealment, I wouldn't be able to get rid of the group of people in the Magician Palace even if I had thousands of ideas."

Opposite these two men, one tall and one thin, one was Yan Muliang and the other was Zhuo Yuanyuan, who were the generals of Hua Lazmo's army.

"My lord, the old man really doesn't understand. We stayed well in India. Why do we have to travel all the way to participate in the Xixia recruitment this time? Didn't it make it clear that the Mongols would chase us?" The speaker was about fifty. The next year old man, with high nose and deep eyes, is particularly impressive with the silver hair with drooping shoulders.

There is a strange purple-red color on the outer edge of the deep eyes, which reminds people that his martial arts must be the most evil. He is the number one master of Huarazimo, known as the "Purple Eye Demon Lord" Huazhaao, and his reputation abroad is quite loud. , Is considered to be the most likely candidate to provoke the status of Nian Liandan and other three master craftsmen.

The short but sturdy and unusual man was the last prince Zalandin of Khalazmo. He replied in a deep voice: "Hiding in the Indian rainforest, the Mongolian cavalry can't be as powerful as possible, but I always forget. If the country hates the family, how many cities in Huarazim have been slaughtered by the Mongols, how many wives and daughters have been looted by the Mongols, and my father also died at the hands of the Mongols. How can I survive?"

After breathing a little, he calmed down the agitated mood. He continued: "The Mughal dynasty in India is lucky enough to take us in. It is obviously impossible for them to send troops to help us fight Mongolia. The Persian countries are one by one. After being destroyed, even the terrifying Persian Mingjiao’s nest was taken. Now the rest of the countries over there are still lingering, they can’t help me fight Mongolia at all. Only the eastern countries, I heard that they are one by one. Strong and strong enough to fight against Mongolia."

"It's just that the East is vast and mysterious, and we can't go one by one. Just this time Xixia invites relatives, high-level representatives from all countries will send representatives to participate, so it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If we can unite with the eastern countries, then we will fight against Mongolia. , There will be dawn." Zalanding said here, there were bursts of light in his eyes, obviously this is what he has been pursuing.

Mrs. Zhen also nodded and said: "I agree with the king's approach. Instead of staying in India and waiting to die, I might as well take a chance and take a chance. I think you want to succeed in restoring the country more than you want to die in a hot and miasmic place, right?"

"Yes, it's better to take a risk instead of staying alive!" The rest of the people were also mobilized and shouted in excitement. As for whether they really thought that way, it might be a matter of course.

As if seeing everyone’s frustration, Zalandin said: “Don’t worry, the missions of various countries are rushing to Xixia. The Mongols naturally have scruples in their actions. If we can run into a mission from a certain eastern country on our way, the Mongols Most of the time, we will retreat when we know the difficulties; even if we are not lucky, we will be safe as long as we enter the Xingqing Mansion."

As the host, Xixia will guarantee the safety of people from all countries, not to mention that people from other countries will be there at that time, many of whom are hostile to Mongolia, and will never sit back and watch Mongolia chaos.

Looking at the direction of Xingqing Mansion, Zalanding's eyes were filled with determination.

At this time, on the main roads to Xingqing Mansion, the delegations of various countries were rushing to the capital in an orderly manner.

On the southern road, a middle-aged man dressed as a scribe is trying to persuade a young son with all his heart: "My son, this time the prince has a thousand exhortations, we must pay close attention to you. After arriving in Xixia, you will get martial arts like a son. It’s not difficult for the princess to favor it. This matter is related to my national fortune in Dali.

The young son said: "I don't know the princess Xixia. I don't even know whether he is fat, thin, beautiful or ugly, so I don't want to marry her."

"The son can rest assured, we have already sent someone to inquire. Although Princess Xixia doesn't show up much, she is beautiful and unparalleled. She is a rare flower and beauty." Another honest-looking man smiled.

"The beauty of the princess has nothing to do with me, she is not the Wang girl." The young son sighed for a long time, as if not interested in anything.

This group of people is naturally the Dali Mission, Duan Yu and the four generals.

When Duan Yu said this, the four of them looked at each other, and they all saw the worry in each other's eyes. Zhu Danchen was still clever, and he turned his eyes and said: "Mr Murong is determined to regain the country, and he will not miss it when he goes, Miss Wang..."

Duan Yu's spirit came in an instant: "Yes, Miss Wang must be by her side!"

However, his eyes dimmed immediately: "No, Mr. Murong seemed to have fallen into a rebellion case a few days ago. During this period of time, he disappeared. How could he openly participate in the recruitment of relatives. And even if he does recruit relatives, Miss Wang must be heartbroken. ..."

Zhu Danchen smiled and said: "Miss Wang is heartbroken, she must be the weakest and helpless time, shouldn't the son go to Xixia?"

"No, no, how can Duan Yu do something that takes advantage of people's danger," Duan Yu hurriedly waved his hand. "It's just that I don't want to see Miss Wang sad, so if Young Master Murong goes to participate, I must To defeat him, cut off his thoughts and let Young Master Murong treat Miss Wang wholeheartedly."

Hearing his rhetoric, Zhu Danchen shook his head secretly. This worldly son was a little too silly, but this was good, and he finally settled down and went to Xixia.

In the desert to the west at this time, the camel bell was crisp and sweet, and a beautiful figure on the camel was eye-catching, especially the emerald green feather on the sideburns, which gave the barren desert a bit of life.

"Brother, the people who participated in Xixia's recruitment this time must be the leaders of Junyan from various countries. Our hope of winning is not very big. Compared with the one-shot bidding, I think it is more important to establish alliances with the Central Plains countries." The girl said while thinking.

The young man on the side was a little disapproving: "Why do you have the ambition of others to destroy your prestige, eldest brother, I can't win Princess Xixia favored?"

The girl frowned slightly, just about to say something, the young man hurriedly said: "Forget it, let's not talk about me, I am rather curious about your fiancé. Is there really no problem between you?"