I, the Mad Prince of Daqin, Start the Inheritance Sword Saint

Ying Zifeng was silent, and the indifferent and calm expression made the two feel that Ying Zifeng was unfathomable.

Li You looked puzzled, and thought to himself: Could it be that His Royal Highness is afraid of crowds?But why open the gates!

Although he was confused, Li You still took the order.

"Yes."

After responding, Li You walked down the city to open the city gate, and evacuated all the defenders of the city.

Some ordinary people were terrified and fled backwards, not even having time to pack their things.

Duanmu Rong, Xue Nu, the eldest young master, looked at Ying Zifeng's order in confusion.

Immediately, in their doubtful eyes, Ying Zifeng came to Xue Nv and said, "I heard that Xue Nv, not only Zhao Wu is amazing, but also plays a very beautiful white snow?"

"What do you ask for this?"

Snow Maiden was indifferent.

"Play a song for this prince!". Chapter [-] The Sword of Immortals, Unparalleled Panic!Scare off [-] Huns!

"What did you say!"

Snow Maiden frowned slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.

That look is even more ~ ​​like looking at a lunatic!

Not just Snow Maiden!

Lolita Gaoyue and Duanmu Rong - it's like watching a lunatic.

This is the opening of the city gate again, and the snow girl is asked to play the song of white snow for you, and the wine and the table are also prepared. This is to defend against the Xiongnu?

I'm afraid it wasn't to invite the Huns into the city.

Da and Shao Si were speechless. Although they didn't know, they trusted their husbands.

Seeing the snow girl's three thousand white hair exuding a slight coldness, Ying Zifeng smiled calmly, "Blow a song of white snow on this prince, right above this city, in the eyes of the twenty thousand Xiongnu soldiers."

Above the city, in the eyes of [-] Huns, a song of white snow was blown!

What the hell is he trying to do!

Xue Nu looked at Ying Zifeng puzzled, her shocked mood could not calm down for a long time.

She can't see through at all!

To say that you are crazy is not crazy at all. Not only is he ruthless, but he is also extremely intelligent. If you are not crazy, everything is crazy like ghosts and gods.

Ying Zifeng stared at Xue Nu with condescending eyes, and Xue Nu finally took out a sapphire flute from the sapphire blue silk group.

Slowly came to the city wall and stood on the Hongtai that Ying Zifeng had prepared.

Qian Mou looked at the black shadow that was getting closer and closer in the distance, and the menacing suffocating aura, like a blood dragon, made Xue Nu frown slightly.

She wants to know what "them" in Ying Zifeng's mouth is?

When Ying Zifeng saw Xue Nv take her seat, she immediately called Yue'er to stand beside Xue Nv, and sent back the eldest and youngest, Li You, Duanmu Rong, and Xu Chu.

A group of Daqin soldiers hid and watched secretly, the weapons in their hands were sweating coldly, and they were ready to fight the Xiongnu to the death.

"His Royal Highness opened the city gate, this is not a madman again!"

"Don't talk nonsense, maybe [Divine Weapon] will appear later."

"Well, it's okay to close the city gate!"

.........

The trick of Ying Zifeng's wide opening of the city gate really frightened them.

On the city floor.

The snow girl's three thousand white hair was blown up by the wind and sand, and her fair and elastic skin was like jade. Gao Yue stood beside her and looked at the approaching Huns with some fear.

"Don't be afraid, just stand beside the Snow Maiden later."

Ying Zifeng smiled slightly, picked up a glass of wine and drank it.

When Gao Yue heard this voice, she felt relieved for no reason.

Slowly, the sound of horses' hooves came faintly.

Ying Zifeng smiled lightly, "Miss Snow Girl, let's get started."

Xue Nuqian's eyes were calm and unhurried, and her red lips reflected on the sapphire flute.

Indifferent!

The low and melodious sound of the flute rang out, the sound was humming, resentful like admiration, like crying like complaining, the reverberation curled like a thread, the submerged dragon dancing in the ravine, the concubine of the lonely boat weeping.

With the sound of the flute, Ying Zifeng felt that the surrounding air was a little colder.

But it should be the snow girl's injury is not healed, otherwise it should be frost and snow fluttering.

Listening to the desolate white snow, Ying Zifeng also closed his eyes and listened.

A group of Qin soldiers on the side were shocked when they saw that their prince was listening to the sound of the xiao, but they did not dare to speak out.