On the vast land, a majestic city came into view in the distance.
That was Dragon City, the capital of the Yuan Kingdom.
As one of the few large cities on the grasslands built by the Yuan Kingdom, it was not only the political center of the entire Yuan Kingdom, but also the seat of spiritual belief.
At this time, a southern army finally arrived at the heart of the Hu people.
"Please give me a few kind words, Princess. Forming an alliance with my prince will definitely be beneficial to both parties!"
In the camp, a foreigner with a sneer on his face retreated respectfully.
"Is this...the third one?"
Xie Lingyun rubbed the center of her brows, feeling tired but also full of joy.
Two thousand households were destroyed before, and the name of Fang Yuan's white-robed prisoner Tege also spread across the grassland. After that, everything was quiet. After seeing the unlucky end of the third and fourth princes, all the princes kept silent and sent envoys to express their goodwill.
"Not only the second prince Aguda and the eighth prince Geritu, but also the eldest prince Batu who guards Dragon City, all came to show their goodwill, with a humble attitude, which made all the princes breathe a bad breath. It was just as the master said , people of this generation are afraid of power but not moral. Even if they want to negotiate, they must be convinced first!"
The previous big victory is the confidence to sit firmly on Diaoyutai at this time!
"I just don't know, who does Master belong to?"
Xie Lingyun looked at Fang Yuan's tent with some expectation and confusion in her eyes.
…
But at this time, Fang Yuan was no longer in the camp.
"The land of Dragon City is different from other cities in China. It has a unique style!"
At this time, he was so brave that he sneaked directly into the capital of the Yuan Kingdom.
As for the city wall and the guards patrolling it day and night, in his eyes, they were just like a joke.
"The current Lord of Dragon City should be Batu, right?"
He walked towards the center of the city, but there was a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "Even if you really want to rise to the top, this approach is a bit too explicit, and you are also a poor person!"
Even with Dragon City in hand, Batu is the one with the shallowest foundation among the many princes vying for the throne.
"I heard that because of the bad reputation of being suspected of patricide, many tribesmen in Dragon City are dissatisfied with Batu. The whole city is quite desolate..."
Looking at the deserted streets, Fang Yuan sighed quietly.
Around him, many guards patrolled by, but they turned a blind eye to him.
The way of the dream master lies in the word "illusion" in the early stage. Even if these elite warriors have the cultivation level of the inner strength realm, they will still be deaf and blind when facing Fang Yuan.
"With the way of a dream master, I am not afraid of group attacks, and the martial arts opens my veins. I can even take the head of a million soldiers! The result of one plus one is that I am invincible! Whoever I want to die on this continent, Regardless of whether the leader of the Yuan Kingdom or the king of the Wu Kingdom will die!"
He thought lightly in his heart and came to the Yuan Kingdom Palace.
This palace is magnificent, but lacks some solemnity and is seriously affected by Hu Feng.
Fang Yuan didn't say much, wrapped himself in a layer of mist, and entered the palace directly.
Royal study room.
"Bastard! The Ye He tribe and the Nayan tribe still don't listen to my orders? I will send troops immediately to destroy them!"
Vaguely, Batu's roar could be heard.
As the eldest son of the Great Khan of the Yuan Kingdom, his appearance is 70% similar to that of the old Khan, with a rough face and a typical image of a grassland man.
After the roar, the anger in his chest was slightly vented, but what was left was endless bitterness.
"Have you found that woman...?"
Batu regrets it.
He thought about how stunning he was when he saw that woman, and how much perseverance he had to suppress his greed and dedicate her to his father.
This is completely filial and loyal, without any hidden intentions.
"But who knows that woman... that woman... she is not a human, she is a devil, with the heart of a fox, the eyes of a poisonous snake, the teeth of a wild wolf, and the venom of a scorpion... "
When Batu thought of this, he felt secretly happy.
If that woman was coming straight towards him, he would definitely be the one who died.
"No one... can refuse her smile!"
As if thinking of the other party's dazzling face, Batu quickly shook his head, as if he wanted to forget all these memories and keep cheering himself up.
"That woman... without any clues, she has mysteriously disappeared since that day!"
In front of Batu, a kneeling shaman answered with a dry voice.
"She must still be here, in this Dragon City, in the palace!"
Although Batu was brave and good at fighting, he seemed a little nervous at this time. His pupils were bloodshot and he was walking back and forth uneasily.
"Please rest assured, Your Highness, with our protection, the demon girl will never be able to get in. Not only her, but no one in the world before has been able to break through here quietly!"
The shaman said it very confidently.
"Before? In other words, now there is that southern devil wearing a white robe?"
Batu murmured.
"That Fang Yuan is indeed a serious problem for our grassland, but please rest assured, Prince, all our sacrificial groups will defend the spread of the golden bloodline to the death!"
"My two younger brothers, I don't know what conditions they have reached with each other at this time! Humph..."
After all, Batu was not an ordinary person. He had a strong foundation and gradually calmed down: "I sent the envoy before to make good friends with the Southerners. Before the internal rebellion has been quelled, it is not appropriate to add a new opponent. Since the Southerners have not responded, you will be late." Go to them again and tell them that as long as they are used by me, they will get glory and everything!"
"Yes, Master! You are the eagle soaring in the sky, and we are all your hounds!"
The shaman said solemnly.
"Don't think that I hope to negotiate peace with the Southerners. If I don't do this, how can I gather my strength to defeat Aguda and Geritu first?"
A cunning look flashed across Batu's face, like a wolf: "After the grasslands are unified, of course we have to go south to thresh the valley, otherwise how will we survive this winter's white-haired wind?"
"The prince is wise!"
As soon as the shaman praised him, his expression changed wildly and he looked out the window: "Who? Who is there?"
"I!"
Fang Yuan appeared, swaggeringly opened the door and came in, with a joking look on his face: "Are you Batu? I am right here. If you have any conditions, you can tell me directly!"
"Be bold!"
Seeing this stranger who suddenly broke in, Batu subconsciously grabbed the handle of the knife at his waist, and his expression immediately changed: "No... you are..."
With the precautions taken by Dragon City and the Imperial Palace at this time, only one person could sneak all the way here quietly.
A person who was very unfamiliar to them before, but now has a famous name!
White-robed prisoner Tege—Fang Yuan!
"Quite smart!"
Seeing that Batu was panicked at first and then calmed down in a moment, Fang Yuan nodded slightly.
With this kind of determination, he is no ordinary reckless person.
"This place has been blocked by me. No matter how you scream, it won't get out!"
Fang Yuan strolled forward.
"Fang Yuan, what exactly do you want to do when you come here?"
Batu obviously felt this too, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"I'm just here to remind you that I have the confidence to flip the table!"
Fang Yuan was talking in his spare time when suddenly the figure flickered.
"not good!"
The shaman was shocked. As soon as he shook his tambourine, a layer of blood spread throughout the room.
"How dare the light of fireflies compete with the sun and moon?!"
Faced with this, Fang Yuan grinned, and a spiritual vein emerged from his body. The powerful power immediately broke the spiritual technique. The shaman in the Juyuan Realm screamed in surprise, and the drum in his hand was suddenly broken, and he screamed in sorrow. .
boom!
As the blood dissipated, Fang Yuan had already arrived in front of Batu, flicked the steel knife away with one finger, and twisted his neck smoothly, as if twisting a little chicken.
"I am here to tell you that as long as I want your life, even if you hide in the ends of the earth, it will be useless!"
Fang Yuan's eyes were slightly closer and he said to Batu: "I am ready to sign a covenant with you. If you still want to break the contract, think about it now!"
"I know… !"
Batu's face turned purple and he struggled to speak.
The pressure of suffocation and death even made his consciousness begin to blur.
"That's good!"
As soon as Fang Yuan released his hand, Batu immediately covered his neck with both hands, gasping for air, greedily breathing in the fresh air, and tears streaming down his face.
He had never thought that being able to breathe smoothly could be such a wonderful experience.
Seeing this person's appearance and knowing that today would definitely impress him, Fang Yuan suddenly smiled: "Then Princess Zimeng... where did she originally live? Do you have someone close to you? Take me to see her!"
"you go!"
Batu waved his hand.
The shaman was startled, then bowed deeply: "Dignified guest from the south, please come this way!"
After Fang Yuan's back finally disappeared, Batu's face turned pale...
…
"To be honest, if the method of building a dream is not too cumbersome, why would there be such a need for so much effort?"
Fang Yuan followed the shaman and passed through the palace without any hindrance, but he felt regretful in his heart.
The method of building dreams can eventually re-weave memories and confuse illusion and reality. The effect is extraordinary.
But how complex is human emotional memory? It would be a lot of trouble to tamper with, and it would be impossible to use it on the minds of these powerful forces - there is simply no such time.
Besides, even if they are not cultivators themselves, they must have experts guarding them. Once they find something is wrong, they can take action to eliminate it, or even influence the interest groups behind it to introduce another representative!
Therefore, using dreams to get a lot of slaves is simply unrealistic for Fang Yuan now! Even the beheading tactic is mainly based on shock.
When it really comes to that point, Fang Yuan will be ready to become the enemy of Man Tianxia.
"Here we are, this is where the Princess Zimeng once lived..."
After passing through a garden and several corridors, the shaman took Fang Yuan outside a gorgeous tent: "This tent and equipment were all moved directly from the Xiye Department!"
"Um!"
Fang Yuan was not afraid of what this person was up to and walked in directly.
I saw that the furnishings of this tent were extremely simple, with only a crystal-polished mirror that shone brightly.
When he released his consciousness, he felt a familiar aura.