Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 653

dawn.

Snow covered.

The whole city is white.

Like a white wasteland.

Jingcheng had no city walls in the first place, and now it seemed even more boundless.

The only taller building is the holy temple that has been winding up the mountain.

On the top of the holy temple, there are also colorful prayer flags hanging.

After experiencing wind and rain, scorching sun and white snow, the color has become a bit old.

At this moment, Ujiri, the great prince of the kingdom of great emperors, is standing here, with small golden pagodas behind him.

In front of him is the entire Jingcheng and the imperial palace.

He has taken over here.

But he was so angry that he was about to vomit blood.

This country is so poor that it can be said to be cleaner than his face.

He still has some hair on his face, and there is almost no hair in this country.

Even the golden tower behind him, he asked his hands to come down and beat it, he thought it was a tower made of gold.

After all, this is the most magnificent place in the whole city except the palace.

The result is just a thin layer of skin on the outside, thinner than the thinnest silk, and the inside is mud.

He was so angry that he made people smash all these towers.

At this moment, there was a tinkling sound behind him, which made his ears hurt.

As the elder brother, he was the first to successfully occupy a country. Originally, he thought he would win.

But I didn't expect that there was nothing in this occupied country.

Except for the empty land.

But these lands can't be taken away, and they can't prove their advantages, and they can't even take in many slaves.

The foolish people here, in addition to fighting to the death, are dying in battle.

Wouldn't live to be his slave at all.

He needs to vent now.

The slaves at the back knelt down to repent while knocking on the tower.

The slaves all know that this is the tower of the temple, and there are gods in the temple, and they are offending the gods. Their ancestors were cursed because of offending the gods, so they became slaves.

They were willing to follow their masters to leave their homeland to fight in order to get rid of their status as slaves, but at this moment they offended God again.

Their children and grandchildren will never get rid of the status of slaves because of this.

There were also slaves who wept bitterly while working.

The eldest prince was irritable when he heard it, his face hurt from the wind.

He turned back and kicked a crying slave.

The slave was very thin, and was kicked and fell to the ground.

The soil from Xiaojin's collapse fell and hit him.

And the eldest prince Ujiri suddenly saw an iron pot inside.

With a look of excitement, this might be treasure.

Hidden in such a high and so secret place.

He was so excited that he didn't let others do it, and went to open the jar by himself.

However, he has always been pampered, so he lifted the lid and accidentally cut his finger, which was bleeding.

The eldest prince scolded angrily: "Slaves born of slaves!"

He continued to open the jar with that bleeding hand.

The dirty things on the can touched his hands, and he was still obsessed, and he must open the can.

Finally, I heard a sound of "spray", and there seemed to be a burst of smoke.

He poked his head to look, and it was dark.

I wanted to reach out and touch it, but I was a little scared.

Who knows what's in it, what if it's a jar of worms, it's said that there are these things in the East.

With a quick grab, he pulled the slave who had just been kicked down by him, and let him put his hand in.

The slave was trembling, with more tears on his face, he kowtowed and muttered to the eldest prince non-stop, and was kicked by the eldest prince again.

The slave got up with difficulty and stretched his hand in.

But there was a strange expression on his face, as if his hands were stuck in a soft place, very soft.

"what is inside?"

The slave shook his head: "Nothing."

The eldest prince kicked him again, "Idiot, pour out the contents."

Finally a pile of gray dust was poured out.

The eldest prince asked the slaves to sweep away the dust, but there was still nothing inside. When a strong wind blew, the dust that was spread on the floor was blown up unexpectedly.

Blow away...

The First Prince bah bah bah a few times.

It felt like dust was flying into his mouth.

His hand was injured again, and he bled a lot. He felt that this place was a bit unlucky.

There was nothing else in the little urn, and the jar was kicked into the corner.

A group of people walked down the mountain.

When the wind died down, under the dust, a shiny transparent stone rolled round and round...

In the flower boat.

The little prince Hughes lay directly on the ground, rolling around.

Although he is an adult, he is still lying on the ground.

"I don't care, I want that woman, and you have to get her for me no matter what you do."

Azu, a strong man like an iron tower, Mr. Cheng, a think tank, and his playmate, Miller, all looked helpless.

The think tank squeezed his long beard and said: "That woman is the queen of this country. She has returned to the palace and is heavily guarded. Unless we attack the country of Xi, we will definitely not be able to snatch her back."

After finishing speaking, he kept winking at Miller.

Miller also had no choice but to persuade: "The women on this ship are also extremely beautiful. As long as we use cheap pearls, they can let us do whatever we want, even if we don't wear clothes. We can play together here."

If it was a normal day, the third prince would definitely agree to such an absurd suggestion.

But today, he is still lying on the ground.

He looked at the wood on the top of the boat, his eyes were blank, full of despair.

He said: "My heart is dead, my love is not in front of me, she is the stars, she is the moon, she is the sun, without her I will wither until I die!"

The big Azu heard that the little prince had started to compose poems, so he quickly took a step back, trying to get as far away from his master as possible.

The last time the little prince wrote a poem was because he fell in love with a duke's wife and wanted to get her here.

He was crazy all day long, and finally killed the Duke directly before giving up.

But after playing for a while, the little prince didn't like that girl anymore, so he wrote a poem for that girl and sent her away.

Once the little prince composes a poem, it means that he has moved his true feelings.

He is handsome, and there are many aristocratic women competing to perform in order to win him a poem.

Jealousy.

The third prince actually didn't want to be the emperor, but as a prince he had to fight, and his mother clan also needed him to fight.

But even so, after he came to Xi Country, the first thing he did was to have fun in the name of inquiring about news.

The third prince wrote a poem, and after that, he was so moved that he lay silently, tears streaming down like spring water.

Mr. Cheng, a think tank, dare not be moved.

Playmate Miller also stayed away a bit.

The third prince is also easy to go crazy when he is moved, and if he kills him for no reason, he will kill him for nothing.

Sure enough, he cried for a while, then sat up suddenly.

"Azu, take me to rob someone tonight. I must go. I want to see her again. I haven't seen her for so many days. I only want her and snatched her back. What do you want to do?" , I will absolutely not interfere."

Azu looked at Mr. Cheng silently.

The third prince suddenly took out his firearm, a musket that only the royal family possessed.

Facing the head of Mr. Cheng, the think tank, he asked with a smile, "To go or not?"

(End of this chapter)