Taiping Inn

Surrounded by a group of samurai, a man came, wearing a luxurious robe, a jade belt tied around his waist, and carrying his hands on his back: "The Qin family in Liaodong is well-known."

Li Xuan looked at people who knew the destiny. His temples and beard were gray and his figure were of medium height. Perhaps because he often rode a horse, he was far less rich than those in middle age. He had a warm smile on his face and had The generous and enthusiastic person of the Golden Tent is the majesty of many years of power.

Li Xuandu immediately guessed the identity of this person and said, "I didn't expect that it would be the arrival of Singli Khan."

When he spoke, Li Xuan had already left his previous disguise. In Mingli Khan's eyes, this Central Plains messenger was not an easy person. He personally arrived here with Mingli Khan's status. Even if the Central Plains messenger was not afraid, he should be surprised or Solemn, but this young man seemed to be not surprised at all, calm and composed, as if he had expected it.

Mingli Khan looked around again as he spoke.

Alejin was bleeding from seven orifices, and he knelt on the ground, without the power of a fight.

The famous "hunter" on the grassland is sitting at the base of the broken wall, with his head hanging down without a trace, not knowing whether it is death or life.

There was also Yu Niang sent by Yao Mu Huhan, who was twisted off his hand. The palm that was originally dry as an iron hook had turned into a mohua, and he could not tell his original appearance.

The three masters of the royal court were so casually dealt with by others. It would be fine if this Central Plains envoy could be hurt. Now, not even half of the hairs were injured. Even though Kan was very cunning, he was a little angry and gave a "shameful" evaluation.

Yueli was not surprised by Li Xuandu's strength. She was just worried that Li Xuandu's move would cause too much trouble and create other variables. After all, this is the royal court of the golden tent, not the imperial capital of the Great Wei.

Li Xuandu was not afraid. He was alone, of course he was not the opponent of the kings, but now the kings are in a state of anxiety and balance, and no one dares to act rashly. The main force is used to guard against the opponent, and in terms of his attitude towards the messengers of the Central Plains, It's different, which gives Li Xuandu the room to move around. If Mingli Khan wants to target Li Xuandu, he has to face the constraints and intervention of Yaomu Hukhan's faction. It is not the kings who can really threaten Li Xuandu, but the old khan. But now Lao Khan may not be able to show up in person, and there is a high probability that he will not make a big fight for a Central Plains envoy.

Nympho

In Naitahan's palace, Naitahan, who was like a bear elephant, walked back and forth slowly, and many people gathered around him, either, or the one around Mingli Khan. Yan and others are young and strong generals in the army. These generals may not have high origins or official positions, but without exception, they all have real military achievements. In time, they will definitely become the mainstay of the army.

Naitahan stopped and asked a slightly thin general, "You mean, you're all in the hands of the Central Plains envoy?"

The young general who was in charge of scouts in the army replied: "Alejin under Mingli Khan and Yu Niang under Yaomuhukhan are not opponents at all. Although they are much better than these two people, It may not be better than the two of them joining forces. It is reasonable to face the Central Plains messenger, not the opponent."

Naitahan pondered for a moment and said, "I underestimated this envoy of the Central Plains. I thought he was a soft-hearted person. It turned out that he pretended to be like this on purpose, and he was really cunning. The envoy sent to Liaodong was very conspiring. What is the purpose of a certain thing? Is it just for peace talks?”

A man with the same figure and mighty figure spoke, "Maybe Zhao Zheng had expected that Mingli Khan would not let go of the Central Plains envoy easily, so he specially selected a master from the Qin family, guarding against others to kill him."

Naita Han stretched out a finger and tapped it a few times: "It makes sense, but not all. Zhao Zheng sent an envoy, the key is to discuss peace between the two countries. If he just sent a reckless man, he could certainly deal with all kinds of assassinations. After meeting Lao Han, I can’t perform wrestling for Lao Han. It’s not okay to know nothing about politics.”

Someone said, "Is this person a civil and military talent?"

Then Tsai Shan fell into deep thought, and did not make any sound for a while.

Although this Naita Khan is not as powerful as Mingli Khan and Yaomu Huhan, he is also the son of Lao Khan, so how could he have no thoughts about that position? But he knew his shortcomings, so he only showed himself as a reckless man on weekdays. In fact, he was far from being as reckless as he seemed on the surface, but rather was thick and thin. After all, a person who knows how to hide his strength and keep a low profile will never be as simple as that.

While Naitahan was pondering, these young and strong generals remained silent, and all looked solemn, making this place not like an open palace, but a military tent.

Nympho

When Li Xuandu looked at Mingli Khan, Mingli Khan was also looking at Li Xuandu. Judging from his appearance, he was just a young man in his early twenties, but Mingli Khan didn't believe from the bottom of his heart that this was a young man in his twenties. People are not only because this person's cultivation level is too high, but also because he is too calm and does not see any young people's character at all. This makes him sure that the person in front of him is actually a rejuvenated person. Although ordinary people regard rejuvenation and rushing to the clouds as deeds of immortals, who is wise and knowledgeable? In this royal court, there are a few people who are over 70 years old but look like children, and they don’t think it’s different.

In addition, he still has some good feelings for the Central Plains envoy. The reason is that Li Xuandu's words "The Future Khan King" were right for his thoughts and scratched his itch. If it weren't for the two of them's positions. Different, he wanted to recruit this person. After all, he is the future Han Han of the Golden Tent, with a vast grassland, not inferior to the Central Plains of the Great Wei Dynasty. Liaodong is just a small pond. If fish cannot leap at the dragon gate, it is always just a koi in a pond.

After a moment of silence, Li Xuandu took the initiative to speak: "It's enough to send someone to kill someone. Why should Kan Khan come in person? Are you not afraid of being accidentally injured?"

Mingli Khan laughed and asked back, "Where is this?"

Li Xuandu replied, "Wang Ting."

"Rong Court!" Mingli Khan strengthened his tone: "The royal court in the golden tent is where the Khan is. As the eldest son of the Khan, I am also half of the master of the royal court. If I have to be careful in the royal court, then what else can I do? Go and lead the golden tent army to siege the world!”

Li Xuandu was not surprised by this answer, but just praised him indifferently: "Good courage."

Emperors always like to be unfathomable, and make ministers guess their thoughts tremblely, so there is a saying that the power of heaven is unpredictable. Mingli Khan is not an emperor, but he is not far away. He dislikes this attitude of being calm and unstoppable and disgraceful. He fades a little bit of favor and becomes a little more angry.

Mingli Khan was angry that Li Xuandu was ungrateful. In front of the heads of the kings of the Golden Tent, he dared to be so arrogant. Did he think the royal court was the corrupt and weak imperial capital, and he was the young emperor who was manipulated by a woman?

Thinking of this, Mingli Kang's face became a little more gloomy.

Seeing that Mingli Khan didn't speak, Li Xuan was too lazy to speak too much. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the old Khan's golden tent. Suddenly he remembered his youth, with a strong spirit and a severity in his words and deeds, and could be arrogant to the kings and princes and ministers.

Myung Rikhan was angry by Li Xuandu's casual attitude, suppressed his anger, and said coldly: "You must die here today."

Li Xuandu said calmly: "Not necessarily."

Mingli Khan aggravated his tone: "I will definitely die, I will do what I say."

Li Xuandu reached out and pressed the head of the "grandmaster" on his waist: "The only one of these people is just now, this one can unsheathed the sword on my waist. I don't know what kind of backup plan to sweat. I can help This knife shows blood? I'll wait and see."

Myungri Khan stopped talking, but just turned someone out from behind him.

This man was dressed in aristocratic clothes, tall and solemn. It seemed that he was not a civilian who was a noble man, nor was he a slave like Alzin, but a serious face.

Li Xuandu was not surprised that there were top masters among the nobles of the Jinguan, because most nobles of the Jinguan had to lead the army to fight in person, just like the army at the peak of the Great Wei Dynasty, they were also masters, and he had seen Zixue beside his sweat. Zixue Beichan is a real master of the Heavenly Realm. This person is older than Zixue Beichan, and it is reasonable that he has a higher cultivation level.

He glanced at the "grandmaster" on Li Xuandu's waist and said slowly: "This knife looks familiar."