After rebirth, the empress was spoiled by the emperor's uncle like a little girl

The valley, which should have been shrouded in morning light, is now still trapped in darkness by the wind and snow.

The Daqi camp was so silent that one could hear a pin drop.

Mr. Luo San, stared at the black-robed King sitting opposite him with a heavy heart.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious, cruel and ruthless Lord of Yongye City in the rumors turned out to be the bloodthirsty and violent Lord of Northern Frontier. Master Luo San thought of this brutal beast, who roamed the battlefields of Northern Frontier and killed countless foreigners at his hands.

I was full of worries, which added to my fear.

But this notorious thug was right in front of him, making tea for Her Royal Highness the Princess?

The small stove was bubbling with steam, and the rich, sweet aroma of tea wafted into the air.

At this time, Princess Daqi smiled and poured a cup of hot tea and placed it next to his hand.

"You are a guest, and I should have entertained you with a feast. But now we are in the wilderness, and it is freezing cold, so I can only treat you, Mr. Luo, to a cup of purple citrus tea."

Hearing this, Master Luo San silently pushed the purple tangerine herbal tea away.

Seeing this, Po's smile faded slightly and he turned and walked towards the woodworking table.

On the table in the middle of the tent, among the tools filled with planers, chisels, saws, squares, drills and adzes, there was a brand new mechanical crossbow.

"I have been thinking about the No. 32 crossbow for half a year." A Bao grabbed the crossbow and aimed it at Master Luo San, his smile deepening: "The shooting is accurate, and the range is a hundred meters longer than before."

"Except for the Mo tribe, the tribes in the mountainous western border rely most heavily on cavalry."

Holding the bowstring with his fingertips and slowly tightening it, A Bao still chuckled: "My father was particularly happy to hear the news, and he ordered the Military Equipment Bureau to rush to make a batch and send it to Wancheng as soon as possible. With this No. 32 crossbow, my Daqi Zhenxi Army will be even more powerful."

Hearing this, Master Luo San stared at the arrow that was shining with a sharp cold light.

Before this trip, my brother gave me a warning.

"Princess Diyang is not as arrogant and incompetent as the rumors say. You should be careful and cautious."

At that time, he didn't take it seriously.

But the princess in front of him called him, and he felt a chill in his heart.

With his mind racing, Master Luo San raised his gaze from the arrows and stared at the smiling Princess Daqi, who was holding a lethal weapon. "But in the cold winter, the mountains and forests are covered with heavy snow. We were born and raised here, and we are familiar with the terrain, so it is easier for us to launch a surprise attack."

But Abao smiled thoughtfully and stared at Master Luo San.

After Xie Wuai died in the battle of Qingtian Pass, she wanted to draw a detailed map of the Western Frontier region in preparation for conquering the Mo tribe in the future. However, she died at the hands of Pei Guichen before she could complete the task.

During the years when his soul was trapped, Pei Guichen from his previous life sent shadow guards to sneak into Western Xinjiang, and they spent several years figuring out every mountain and every stream in Western Xinjiang.

And she floated beside him, and it was hard not to remember her.

"The area near Tangdou City was once part of the Daqi territory." The smile faded, and A Bao raised the crossbow arrow coldly, and suddenly released the tight string. With a swoosh, the sharp arrow brushed past Luo Sanye's left ear and pierced into the tent pillar behind him! !

Mr. Luo San was still in shock when he heard a cold question.

"Could it be that our Daqi Zhenxi Army knows nothing about the terrain of this place?" Putting down the crossbow that he had been holding tightly in his hand, A Bao put all the mechanical gadgets on the work table into a wooden box and said, "Send them to Zhang's house in Donghai to relieve Jing'er's boredom."

Hearing this, Mr. Luo San was shocked and his thoughts were disturbed by this sudden change of subject.

Ah Bao sat down on the tea couch again, with a faint smile on his face, "Don't you want to detoxify Master Luo? Try it. This purple citrus grass tea will do you good and no harm."

Master Luo San, who had been planning to die from the poison, couldn't believe it: "You killed Luo Qian and Bai Cha, but you helped me detoxify?!"

My brother has already verified that Luo Qian and Bai Cha died at the hands of Princess Daqi.

However, when he saw Princess Daqi, he smiled knowingly.

"Who told you that this is the truth? Where is the evidence?"

Ah Bao laughed sarcastically: "Pei Guichen and Bai Muliang were present at the time, can you contact them? Who gave the confession?"

After a pause, A Bao stared at Master Luo San, pretending to be curious: "Could it be that Priest Luo testified? With only one person sacrificing the life of his own brother and sister, and no other evidence? This palace remembered that the monster Xianzhi in the depths of the cave would try to escape from prison every few years."

"For this reason, the Mo tribe ascends to immortality every year."

When she first heard about the Immortal Ascension Game from Pei Guichen, she thought it was just an interesting trick in the Ji Shen Guang Ji, but she never expected that "the Luo clan priest personally selected beautiful boys and girls from all over the Mo tribe every time and sacrificed them to Xianzhi to make a skin bag and body."

"The dead children of the Luo family are the best sacrifices."

"Unfortunately, it can only support the string to the end of the bronze corridor."

A Bao's face darkened as he stared at Master Luo San.

"And the next time you ascend to immortality, the ones chosen will be Luo Qian, and you, Master Luo San."

Master Luo San stared at A Bao in a daze.

Her question really burned his breath.

In recent years, the god in the underground cave has been selecting sacrificial bodies more and more frequently, and the intervals between them have become shorter and shorter.

Three years later it will be Luo Qian, and next year, it will be him.

When he was chosen, his brother Luozhu advised him.

"This body of yours was given to you by our parents."

"Your flesh, blood, tendons and bones all belong to the Luo family, not you."

"So, it is your honor that the Xianzhi Ancestor chose your skin."

At this time, outside the tent, a group of horses galloped over, and the sound of horse hooves stepped on Master Luo San's heart.

When he came to his senses, he saw Princess Daqi hurriedly lifting the curtain and leaving. Even the black-robed King, whose face was as gloomy as ice and who looked like a cold and stern iron statue, followed her with a frown.

Something big must have happened!!

Mr. Luo San also wanted to catch up and take a look, but was stopped by the guards outside the tent.

Forced to retreat back into the tent, he was pacing back and forth.

But I saw a picture hanging behind the screen.

The Zhenxi Army’s military defense deployment map.

If we get this map, the Mo tribe will definitely gain the upper hand!