Three days later, Feng Ning’er’s 22nd birthday was approaching, and Qianfeng and the Demon Emperor chose a location in a small town called "Coldwind Town" twenty miles north of Tongtian City. According to the agreement between the two parties, they led each The team cannot exceed 1,000 people, so the Mozu strictly followed this agreement, and Qian Feng and Dong Xie selected 1,000 high-level Mozu elites to participate in Feng Ning'er's business banquet.
Cold Wind Town was originally a dilapidated and barren village and town, but now it has flourished because of this feast. The Mozu built hundreds of large tents in advance, and all kinds of rare birds and animals, melons and fruits and delicacies were filled with tables. , Hundreds of maids enslaved by the demons from Winterfrost City and Tongtian City are waiting here.
At the southern entrance of Coldwind Town, the Demon Emperor, Saint Master, Qianfeng and others are already waiting far away on horses. The agreed time is noon, and Tongtian City is only twenty miles away from here. Lin Muyu should deliver the seal soon. Ning'er came over.
This time, the Demon Sovereign is almost determined to win. Even if he can't kill Lin Muyu, he will at least take Feng Ning'er off. His most beloved daughter has been confined in the empire for too long and too long, so that he is about to see through, a pair of muddy ones. The old eyes looked into the distance, full of eagerness, even the palm of his hand holding the rein trembled a little.
"His Majesty."
Seeing the joy in the Demon Emperor's heart, the sage master clasped his fists and smiled: "Congratulations, Your Majesty will be able to see His Highness Ning'er again soon."
The Demon Sovereign smiled: "Hahaha... I should thank the saint master. If you and Marshal Qianfeng hadn’t helped me, I’m afraid I wouldn’t have the chance to see Ning’er again, and I don’t know that Ning’er... she is with humans. Have you been bullied."
Qianfeng smiled slightly: "Father let go, the people I sent have long since sent back news. Lin Muyu and Feng Jixing are both upright gentlemen, and they didn't move your Highness at all."
The Demon Emperor snorted coldly, and said, "Even so, Lin Muyu is still going to die!"
"Yes, the subordinate understands!"
At this moment, there was a sound of cow mooing from a distance. Soon, groups of cows with red celebration cloth tied to their bodies appeared in the south of the town. A group of human soldiers drove them away. At the same time, There is also a row of horse-drawn carriages, at least a hundred, and the escort is the guard of the enemy, a senior officer in the empire, young and ambitious.
"What's the matter?" The Demon Sovereign frowned and asked.
A demon general immediately raised his arm and said loudly: "The incoming person stopped, why did your Highness not come, but a group of cows came, please explain what's going on?"
Wei Qiu immediately clasped his fists and smiled: "See His Majesty the Demon Emperor for the defenders of the Great Qin Empire, see Marshal Qianfeng, Marshal Dong Xie, and His Royal Highness Feng Ning'er is escorted by our Royal Highness King Qin. He must be there within half an hour, and King Qin said. , His Royal Highness Ning’er’s birthday must have a gift, so please see, your Majesty, there are a total of 30 carts of brocade, 20 carts of gold beads, and 50 carts of silver beads. In addition, there are 20,000 fat cows to offer together. Your Majesty the Demon Emperor."
"Will Lin Muyu be so kind?" Dong Xie frowned guardedly.
Wei Qiu smiled brightly: "Look at what Marshal Dong Xie said. The Demon Race was originally the master of Tongtianxia, and even existed on this Fragmented Cauldron Continent earlier than our humans. Speaking of which, we are The Hakka and the demons are the masters. It is not that we humans do not understand the way of the host and the guest. The Lord Qin is a man who understands the righteousness. The empire has long been tired of such endless wars. As long as the demons promised not to fight When we leave Tongtianxia, our two families can naturally coexist peacefully on this continent. What do you think, Your Majesty, the Devil Emperor?"
He said so well that the Demon Sovereign could not refute it. He snorted and laughed: "Duke Weiguo's tongue is full of flowers, I am ashamed, but since His Royal Highness Qin is so generous, then we are disrespectful. Accept the gift and send it to Xidaying."
"Yes!"
"Wait!" Qianfeng suddenly shouted in a low voice.
Suddenly, Wei Qiu's expression was no longer so calm, and he smiled faintly: "Why, Marshal Qianfeng has something to say?"
"Haha..." Qianfeng smiled freely: "His Royal Highness King Qin's generous gifts, how can we store them without looking at them? Come here, give me a careful check of each carriage, listen carefully, check carefully!"
"Yes!"
A group of advanced demons rushed forward and pierced the cargo of the carriage with their swords to check whether there were living people, or hidden magic crystal shells and other invisible things. In the eyes of the demons, Lin Muyu was really a person. It's too cunning and can't help but guard him, and even if it's extremely guarded, it will definitely not help.
After the demon soldier stabbed in a mess, he turned back and reported: "Enlighten the marshal, there is no problem, it is all real gold and silver and gorgeous brocade."
"Oh… "
The shallow wind answered, but his eyebrows were tight. He knew Lin Muyu too well. What a brilliant person he was, and he was like an iron rooster in terms of strategic materials, for a coal mine with reserves only enough to burn a few meals. They are all fighting against the demons, not to mention the gold and silver treasures of the car in front of them
Before personally riding the horse, Qianfeng stretched out his hand and fished a handful of gold beads. It was indeed gold. He frowned, then turned to look at a group of cows. These cows have bells hanging on their necks, jingling in the wind. The sound is loud, and the back is wrapped in some thick red brocade with golden patterns embroidered on it, which is very beautiful.
Reaching out to pat the cow's back, the shallow wind bowed his head and groaned, but his eyes swept towards the distant Wei Qiu.
But Wei Qiu did not stare at him at all, instead he took it upon himself and looked at Coldwind Town in the distance. He seemed to look forward to the birthday party in Coldwind Town. It was probably because Longdanying was too poor. Wei Guogong hadn't eaten anything good for four years.
"Marshal Asakaze, it's okay."
The Demon Sovereign suddenly said something displeased. After all, Qianfeng was so cautious and careful, many of the soldiers of the Gentian Camp laughed. If you are careful, they will become a laughingstock for humans. The Demon Sovereign does not want to lose this face.
"Yes, Father Father."
Qian Feng rode his horse back, nodded and said: "Okay, come here, send this group of goods and cattle to Xidaying, and return to Shendu tomorrow."
"Yes, Marshal!"
A group of demon soldiers stepped forward to drive away the cattle. For the demon clan, cows are good things. Otherwise, they can cultivate the land or feed the armor demon. If there is no such large livestock, there are probably hundreds of thousands of armor demon in the Tongtian Gorge. They couldn't feed them at all. Those idiots were not only powerful in fighting, but also very edible, so much so that the north of the Tongtian Gorge was turned into a grassland for the grazing of the demons.
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Wei Qiu led nearly a hundred people, and just waited with the Demon Emperor and Qian Feng. Not long after, there was a sound of beating and beating from a distance. Suddenly Wei Qiu smiled. It was Lin Muyu and Feng Ning'er who came and brought them. The melody played by the team of musicians that had been put together from Tongtian City was simply horrible.
From a distance, Lin Muyu rode a snow-traveling horse and walked in front, behind him was a carriage full of flowers. Needless to say, it was Feng Ning'er's car.
The Demon Sovereign couldn't help feeling a little agitated, his old eyes looked a little faint, and muttered: "Ning'er..."
"Father."
Qianfeng whispered: "Don't worry, they will be here soon."
"Ok."
After all, it was a negotiation between the two countries. The Demon Emperor didn't want to lose his identity as a Protoss. After all, deep in his heart, the Protoss was the real ruler of this continent, and he was the real emperor of this continent!
When the guard of honor was very close, Lin Muyu rolled over and dismounted, clasped her fists and smiled at the Demon King, patted the door of the carriage, and said: "Your Highness Ning'er, we are here."
When the curtain was opened, Feng Ning'er's pretty face was with tears. When she saw the Devil Emperor, she finally couldn't help crying, jumped down and plunged into her father's arms.
"Ning'er, my good Ning'er!"
The Demon Sovereign hugged his daughter forcefully, trembling all over, two lines of turbid tears burst out of his eyes, at this moment he is no longer an arrogant demon emperor, but just a father. In front of his long-absent children, what will the father have in front of them, they It is the most fragile existence.
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Lin Muyu was almost moved. If one day he became a god emperor and gained the power of Dou Zhuan reincarnation to return to the beginning, would his father Lin Shun do the same? It’s been too long since he left his hometown, and some of his memories have become blurred... He suddenly mixed up in his heart, and he came to this continent. Although he met a beloved Qin Yin, he still played for seven years. The battle, and this battle is not over yet, I really don’t know when it will end.
Qianfeng smiled and said: "His Royal Highness, thank you for bringing His Highness Ning'er, let's go, please come inside."
"Thank you, Marshal Asakaze."
Lin Muyu handed the horse to his attendant Bai Yin, and walked side by side with Qian Feng. At this moment, the two most outstanding commanders of the human race and the demons finally stood together, like a miracle.
Situ Sen pressed the hilt of the sword in his hand, and looked at the surroundings with guard, Feng Xi's dignified gaze, together with Wei Qiu, looked around.
The most calm person is Ouyang Yan. She wears a long skirt to outline the exquisite and attractive figure, as if she has been fully prepared for this banquet. If it weren't for the corner of her eye when she looked at the demon emperor and the sage teacher Anyone would think that this goddess really came from the heart to congratulate Feng Ning'er on her birthday.
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Lin Muyu, Wei Qiu and others brought only two hundred people. There was no good feast. There would always be blood in this banquet. Lin Muyu knew well, and the light wind knew well, and at this moment, they There was a sunny smile on his face.
The big tent is set in the square of Coldwind Town. An oversized tent can accommodate hundreds of people to dine together. Inside the big tent, maids gather, and you can smell the scent of delicious delicacies from a distance.
Under the arrangement of the shallow wind, Lin Muyu and other human generals sat on one half, while the generals of the Demon Race sat on the other half. As the highest authority on both sides, Lin Muyu and the Demon Emperor sat next to each other. Lin Muyu was surrounded by Wei Qiu and Ouyang. Yan, the Devil Emperor is surrounded by two daughters, Feng Jing'er and Feng Ning'er.
Reunited after a farewell, by the time Feng Jing'er met, she was already Qianfeng's wife, as can be seen from her hair.
"It's been a long time, Yu commanded." Feng Jinger smiled slightly.
"It's been a long time, Your Highness Jing'er." Lin Muyu replied.
Feng Jing'er's smile was more disdainful, and said: "Qin Yin is dead, and leader Yu has become one of the three kings, and finally got her wish. The little girl congratulates Yu leader here."
Lin Muyu's heart was twisted like a knife, but she couldn't show it, and said flatly, "Thank you."
The words are not speculative.
At this time, the Demon Sovereign smiled and said: "By the way, His Highness King Qin, I have another person to introduce to you. It is the third daughter I just met not long ago. You must know him."
"What?" Lin Muyu was stunned.
"Xiao Xi, come out!"
In the voice of the Demon King’s call, the wall of the plane not far away suddenly twisted, and a beautiful shadow appeared from the wind with traces of flames. It was Tang Xiaoxi, who was wearing a red and white girl’s dress, with a stunning appearance. Carving jade, just as before.
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"Xiaoxi..."
Lin Muyu lost all her square inches in an instant and sat there blankly, unable to speak any more.