The Ghost Doctor Hongyan of Huayin Jianghu

Chapter 318 North Desert King VS Snow Soul Saintess
Wei Weilin couldn't believe it. The five clans in the Central Plains had fought openly and secretly for hundreds of years, and it was impossible for them to coexist peacefully. Xuanyuanhong even had deep grievances with the other four clans. How could they work together to attack Beimo?

"Are you wondering why the five clans of the Central Plains appear together?" A cold voice came from behind him.Wei Weilin was startled and turned around hastily, only to see Yan Liluo standing behind him at some point.

Wei Weilin looked at the white-haired Yan Liluo, and was even more surprised. He took two steps back and looked at her in disbelief: "It's you—you—you're still alive?"

Brown Qingluan coldly withdrew the red silk, walked in front of Yan Liluo, and respectfully knelt down on one knee, and the patriarchs of the other four clans also knelt down respectfully, and said in unison: "I will see the Holy Maiden of Snow Soul!"

Wei Weilin was taken aback: "You—you actually regained the five clans of the Central Plains?! This is impossible!"

"Why is it impossible?" Yan Liluo smiled softly: "Whether there is a share, there is peace. The five clans in the Central Plains have been fighting for hundreds of years, why can't they be unified again? General Wei, you can unify the Northern Desert, why can't we in the Central Plains?"

Ignoring Wei Weilin's shocked expression, Yan Liluo walked up to the front of the entire queue and said to the Beimo soldiers at the foot of the mountain: "Today, I, the Snow Soul Saintess, led the heads of the five clans and returned to the Holy Throne. If Beimo is obsessed with obsession, continue to attack me in the Central Plains. Yan Liluo will definitely not let it go, I will definitely flatten Beimo and make you pay the price!"

The domineering declaration and majestic expression made the soldiers of the Beimo tribe a little timid.They looked at each other in blank dismay, hesitating, not knowing how to advance or retreat.

The entire barracks was silent. Suddenly, there was a burst of applause in the barracks. The sound was moderate and mocking.Yan Liluo frowned and looked, only to see a majestic middle-aged man coming up from the barracks, looking at her in his spare time.

"You are the Holy Maiden of Snow Soul?" Ji Yunqing's eyes were full of sarcasm: "It seems that they have found a good substitute?"

The familiar voice made Huang Qingluan tremble all over, she raised her head in disbelief, looked at the man, her body started to tremble.

"Patriarch Brown, what's the matter with you?" Leng Xuanmo noticed that there was something strange about Brown Qingluan, and asked hastily.

"Yun... Yunqing?" Brown Qingluan's face was pale.Ji Yunqing turned around and looked at Brown Qingluan coldly, his eyes were instantly covered with murderous intent: "Long time no see, Aluan? How have you been doing all these years?"

Ji Yunqing walked up to Huang Qingluan, and looked down at her condescendingly: "How does it feel to pretend to be Fusang these years? Another person died at your hands, do you feel very proud, huh?"

"No—it's not like that—I—"

As soon as the words fell, a bloody mouth suddenly appeared on Brown Qingluan's cheek, Yan Liluo was shocked, she didn't see this man make a move at all, and she didn't see anything strange around him, but he was in a situation where no one noticed. Next, he hurt Huang Qingluan. This man's skill might far surpass all of them.

"Brown Qingluan, I will take your life myself. I will engrave my hatred for you on your body one by one, and let you know what true despair is."

The vicious curse made Brown Qingluan burst into tears like rain, and each word was like a sharp knife, cutting open her heart.The greatest pain for a person is the hatred of the one he loves. If this hatred goes deep into the bone marrow, it will be even more painful.

Ji Yunqing walked up to Yan Liluo step by step, he stared deeply at Yan Liluo's cheek, and said coldly: "You actually look a bit like her, huh, it's ridiculous. I don't know where they found you scapegoat, but I advise you not to intervene in the disputes in the Central Plains."

"Who are you?" Yan Liluo frowned, the person in front of her gave her a feeling of familiarity, she couldn't explain clearly, but she seemed to have a feeling that this person would not hurt her.

"I am the King of Beimo." Ji Yunqing replied coldly.

Everyone else was taken aback, Feng Ye raised his head in disbelief, and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.He had read the historical documents of the five ethnic groups in the Central Plains. Twenty years ago, the man who led the Northern Mo people to plunge the entire Central Plains into a rain of blood was really the famous Northern Mo King.

It was rumored that he once entered the Central Plains Clan's ceremony by himself, and killed the allied army of the five Central Plains Clans.At that time, the patriarchs of the five clans in the Central Plains teamed up and lost to him, and the five clans suffered heavy losses because of him.

This is the chief culprit who made the Central Plains restless, the man who plunged the Central Plains into a bloody storm.

Yan Liluo was very surprised, she didn't expect that the person in front of her was the King of Beimo.This man's eyes were sharp and his arrogance was domineering, but in his heart, there seemed to be an unspeakable pain. His feelings seemed to be sealed off, and only hatred occupied his heart.

Yan Liluo felt inexplicably sad. She tried her best to suppress the strange feeling in her heart, raised her head and said, "So you are the King of Beimo, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Yan Liluo, the Holy Maiden of the Snow Soul. Now that I have unified the Central Plains, naturally You Bei Mo will not be allowed to do whatever you want again. If the king of Bei Mo is sensible, he should lead your army and leave as soon as possible."

"Yan——Liluo?" Ji Yunqing was slightly startled, he looked her up again, his face was a little pale.

"Impossible—wouldn't be her—not her..."

"Northern Mo King?" Yan Liluo was puzzled, she tried to call Ji Yunqing softly, Ji Yunqing gently held his chest, calmed down, and returned to his previous icy appearance.

"Of course I won't let it go like this, but we in Beimo did not lose today's battle." Ji Yunqing sneered and said, "The elite dark guards of my clan have already encircled this mountain from behind during your battle. , as long as I give an order, all the tens of thousands of people on this mountain will die here."

"What?" Xuanyuanhong was taken aback: "Impossible, the entrance and exit of Xuanyuan City is only the gate, and you can't surround it from the back mountain!"

"Oh, Patriarch Xuanyuan, don't talk big words—" Ji Yunqing turned around with a light smile: "Thanks to the passage left by the high priest, the most elite troops of our Beimo tribe have sneaked in here. As long as I give an order , the people on the entire mountain will not leave a single one alive, if Patriarch Xuanyuan doesn't believe it, you can give it a try, anyway, I don't care."

"You—" Xuanyuanhong clenched his fists fiercely.

"What on earth do you want?!" Yan Liluo's tone was very unfriendly, she stepped forward, and looked at Ji Yunqing without showing any weakness: "What do you want to do, I, Yan Liluo, will accompany you to the end, but as long as you dare to hurt their hair, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!"

"Hahaha, good! You are the same as I was back then, domineering and do not admit defeat! Since this is the case, I will give you a chance. I will lead the Beimo Army to station in the west of Xuanyuan City. Three days later, the Snow Soul Saintess can lead an entourage to In my barracks. If you can get out alive, I will withdraw from Xuanyuan City and will not attack within three years. If you die, hmph, then don’t blame me for bloodbathing the Central Plains.”

Yan Liluo frowned, wondering what kind of medicine was sold in the Beimo King's gourd.But right now the two armies are facing each other, and Beimo has the entire Xuanyuan clan as hostages. If they don't agree, these tens of thousands of people will probably become their victims.

"Okay, it's a deal!" Yan Liluo nodded in agreement.Right now, I can only agree first, and the rest of the countermeasures can only be thought of in the future.

"If that's the case, then we'll see you in three days." Ji Yunqing turned around, got on his horse, and led the Beimo army to leave in a mighty manner.Although the losses were heavy, the remaining strength of the Northern Desert Army should not be underestimated.If you don't withdraw your troops, this battle will end up losing both sides.

Brown Qingluan looked at Ji Yunqing's back with sad and hopeless eyes.Ji Yunqing looked at her eyes, wishing to drink her blood and eat her flesh. After 20 years, this hatred has gradually become deep-rooted under the precipitation of time.Brown Qingluan knew that Ji Yunqing would never forgive her in this life.

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