Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 1606
The method of distributing spoils within the Xirong tribe is very simple and rude, that is, King Zhai will fight again internally, and whoever grabs it will get it.

This bloody robbing method is also a way for the White Wolf King to improve the combat effectiveness of his subordinates.

At this time, the competition on the racecourse has reached its peak, and the excited roars of men can be heard everywhere.

Among the Zhai kings, a black-skinned burly man had already knocked down two Zhai kings, holding up a blood-stained scimitar and laughing loudly, with applause behind him.

Ying Baoyue opened her eyes wide and realized that this person was Chun Yu Ye's elder brother Chun Yu Ya.

She followed Chunyu Ye's gaze and found that his gaze had been resting on Chunyu Ya.

"His Royal Highness King Zhai!"

"Great warrior!"

"Daddy is mighty!"

Men's shouts came from afar, and Ying Baoyue looked at Chun Yuya intently.

He looked different from when he bullied Chunyuye before, with a beard growing on his cheeks and more than a dozen scalps hanging on his body.

In the crowd behind him, there was this little boy in gold and silver jumping and cheering. If Ying Baoyue guessed correctly, he should be Chunyu Ya's eldest son.

I haven't seen him for four years, and this person has grown from a reckless boy to a man in charge.

Xirong people are physically strong, and there are many people who get married and have children at the age of twelve or thirteen.Chunyu Ya is now 19 years old, according to the calculation of Xirong people, he is in his prime.

Chunyu Ye is already 12 years old.

But unlike the strong Xirong people, his physique is only equivalent to a seven or eight-year-old child in the eyes of Xirong people.

He just sat quietly in the grass, staring at Chunyu Ya who stood among the crowd like stars holding the moon in the racecourse.

"Envy?"

At this time, a man's voice sounded beside Chunyuye, Ying Baoyue looked over at the sound, his pupils contracted slightly.

This was a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, but what surprised her was not his age, but his appearance.

She actually knew this person.

"It turns out to be His Royal Highness the Eleventh King Zhai." Chunyu Ye glanced at the visitor lightly, "If you don't want to snatch a woman, what are you doing here?"

Standing beside Chunyuye was Chunyudan, the eleventh king of Xirong who Ying Baoyue had met once in Soochow.

"I have such a physique, it's better not to go head-to-head with Brother Ya."

Chun Yuzhan put his hands behind his back, exposed his chest, and patted Langtou's chest, "I won't be too late when Brother Ya is finished robbing."

"Really?" Chunyu Ye gave him a sarcasm, "Eleventh King's Court always picks up leftovers, how can you sit securely in this position?"

"Hey, it's not like no one knows how I came to be King Zhai," Chun Yudan said with a smile on his face, "If my elder brother didn't cause Ma Feng to die, it wouldn't be my turn."

He is the nephew of the current White Wolf King, not his own nephew, and he is not as good as Chun Yuya in terms of blood.

Originally, it was his elder brother who was the eleventh king of Zhai. His elder brother survived the massacre of King Zhai by Da Siming and became one of the only six remaining kings of Zhai. Although he is the grandson of the king, he still has accumulated a certain prestige in the court of the eleven kings.

But he never thought that his elder brother would die in a woman's bed because of his obsession with women. Since the Eleventh King's Court did not want to be involved in civil strife, and because of his elder brother's prestige, he was promoted to the position of King Zhai.

Speaking of which, he was much luckier than Chunyu Ye.

Chun Yudan looked at the skinny and inconspicuous boy sitting in the grass.

Although he is also the son recognized by the White Wolf King himself, with Chunyu Ya as a brave elder brother, Chunyu Ye is like a little frozen cat picked up from outside.

Xirong believes in the strong, no matter how noble the blood is, if they are not strong enough, they will be trampled under their feet.

At Chunyuye's age, it was time to marry the Yan family.

When Chunyu Ya was ten years old, the White Wolf King personally selected a daughter of a great nobleman as the Yan clan for him.

But when it came to Chunyuye, the White Wolf King had no intention of marrying his son at all, and no noble family in the Twelve Kings Court had any intention of marrying.

This boy has been forgotten in the corner just like that.

If he was not the son of the most famous Princess Zhiyun, no one would have remembered that there was such a person in the Twelve Kings Court.

Chunyu Dan glanced at the cold green pupils of the young boy beside him, his eyes darkened slightly.

Except for him, almost no one among the cousins ​​with the same surname would talk to Chunyu Ye, but for some reason, from the first time he saw Chunyu Ye, the child's eyes remained in his mind.

It's not because Chunyuye has the same blue eyes as the White Wolf King, but because his eyes always remind Chunyuzhan of the lone wolf on the grassland.

It's a pity that some strengths are born.

Chunyu Dan glanced at Chunyu Ye's not strong body, and shook his head.

At this time, there was a loud cheer on the horse farm in the distance, Chunyu Dan heard the sound and looked around, seeing the four most beautiful women on Chunyu Ya's horse, enjoying the admiration of the royal warriors.

"It's finally over," Chun Yuzhang tightened his belt, "I'll grab two."

Although he is not as strong and interested in women as Chun Yuya, but as King Zhai, he still has to fulfill his obligations.

Chunyu Dan let out a whistle, rode his horse and rushed down the mountain.

Chunyu Ye was still sitting in the grass, quietly watching Chunyu Ya being worshiped in the distance.

His mother sat side by side with the White Wolf King at the head. Princess Zhiyun was pale, and was pressed in the arms of the White Wolf King, looking sadly at the eldest son who ravaged the woman on the horse farm.

Mother, no longer looked in his direction.

"Envy?"

At this time, a man's voice came from behind him again.

This time, it wasn't Chun Yu Dan.

Hearing this voice, Ying Baoyue felt Chunyuye's back tense.

She wanted to turn back in a jerk, but she still couldn't.

This voice was the first nightmare in his life.

The man who bagged him?

"Envy?"

With a calm voice, the man asked again.

Chunyuye didn't look back, but just stared blankly at the excited Chunyuya on the racetrack, and said calmly, "Is there anything I envy about him?"

"At least he is King Zhai," the man said calmly, "He has the qualifications to become the White Wolf King, and has the qualifications to decide your life and death."

Chunyuye reached out and pressed a hard object in the grass, "What about King Zhai? My life is not up to him to decide."

"He still has the qualifications to decide your mother's life and death," the man smiled, "If you die, you will obey your son. After your father dies, your mother will also belong to him."

The eyes of the boy in the grass changed.

"Don't forget, my mother is also his biological mother."

The Xirong people's rules for marrying their stepmothers did not include their biological mothers.

"It's all the same. Xirong people regard women as property," the man said indifferently. "Anyway, your mother will belong to one of the men in the field in the future. Whether they want to possess her or not depends on their interest."

The boy slowly clenched his fists.

"How can I become King Zhai?"

"Don't you know?" The man smiled, looking at the boy's palm, "Now that things are going on, do you still want me to teach you?"

He looked at Chun Yuya, who was covered in flesh in the racecourse, and smiled slightly.

"If you hate him, just kill him."

(End of this chapter)