It’s just that this Yuwen Xilie is too hopeless after all.
Sons and daughters love each other long while heroes are short-tempered!
For Gu Dandan, he didn't care about anything at all.
Logically speaking, at this time, he should comfort his team.
After receiving the prompt from Ling Qianshang, it was time to hunt down Feng Xingying and others.
But it was good for him. He only focused on holding Gu Dandan. He kept hugging and hugging him and didn't care about anything. He didn't see anyone.
Still after a day and night, Gu Dandan woke up and asked, "Where is Feng Xingying?"
"gone."
"Brother Xilie! How can you let her go? If she leaves after hurting your woman, how can you be the prince in the future
Even if it's not for Dandan, you still have to think about your face. "
"But..." Yuwen Xilie really couldn't afford to be hurt. He lost many troops and generals, and suffered heavy losses, not only in personnel, but also in prestige.
On the contrary, his seventh brother Yu Wen Ximing was not convinced and had been following Feng Xingying and others with a team of 3,000 soldiers, waiting for Qin Molin's ring of fire to dissipate.
Finally, the wait is over? !
After the Dali Kingdom's team left the big tent in Tianshou City and walked into the vast grassland, Qin Molin's ring of fire suddenly disappeared.
But Yu Wenximing didn't dare to act rashly, he wanted to continue to observe.
After all, there was nothing strange about Dali Kingdom's team, they were still moving forward at a constant speed.
Aren't the two people standing side by side on Feng Xingying's red-skinned turtle Feng Xingying and Qin Molin
As long as Qin Molin is still there, no one dares to move.
Qin Molin's name was King Leng in Dali Kingdom.
So congratulations, in Tianyu Kingdom, within one day, he was successfully named—
grim Reaper!
Qin Molin, the God of Death!
This name, which symbolizes death, has shocked the hearts of all Tianyu people with its bloody battles.
A nation like wolves? Eagle
It's just a matter of putting gold on one's own face.
In front of the scholars of Dali Kingdom, they felt that they were awesome.
They were completely frightened into dogs in front of Qin Molin's killing spree.
What a warrior, it’s just self-praising.
After all, they are all human! What remains unchanged in human nature is to bully the weak and fear the strong.
It's just that the folk customs in Tianyu are more primitive than those in Dali. To put it bluntly, they are uneducated, simple-minded and well-developed limbs!
Do you really think you have many advantages
Look now, just a silhouette from behind scared them!
Qin Molin is actually no longer here.
The person standing next to Feng Xingying is Qin Yi.
He was also dressed in black, and his height and back profile were similar to Qin Molin's. Feng Xingying put on the ink bone Tianling silk cloak that Qin Molin gave her first and put it on Qin Yi. She really looked like Qin Molin.
The most important thing is that he and Feng Xingying stood side by side. People will mistake him for Qin Molin.
As for the team on the Dali Kingdom's side, the pressure was unprecedentedly high.
Counting the 300 people from the Royal Academy and the 500 people brought by General Du Yunxiu to escort Nangong Zhuo, there were less than a thousand people in total!
Among these thousand people, there are also accompanying maids and followers. They are basically unarmed and move slowly.
Fortunately, the two royal highnesses and the spiritual beings from the Royal Academy were good-tempered and gave up all the carriages where they were resting to these followers, so they sped up.
However, such continuous acceleration is not a long-term solution.
There are still three days to go from the vast grassland to Beiyan Pass!
Three days.
Life and death depend on these three days.
It happened that Qin Molin left at this time.
Feng Xingying watched Qin Molin's eyes turn red little by little. Her heart ached like a knife, and she wanted to be with him.
But he disappeared too quickly, and she knew that he didn't want her to see his final embarrassment.