The Rise of Phoenixes

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"Who is Kulchainji?"

"It's my uncle, his blood is more pure than my father's king. My father's king is a concubine's son, but he is the son of the mother." Helian Zheng said, "but he has never complained for many years. Wang Zhongxin was hearty, and the father always felt that he was owed to him, so after accepting the royal blessing of the King of Shunyi, he handed him the position of patriarch of the Golden Lion Clan. He also controlled 20,000 horses of the Golden Lion. The most powerful person other than the father."

"How much strength can you have now?"

"The most elite golden lion camps in Inji, many died on the battlefield in Vietnam, and now there are less than 20,000 kings in the army, and 10,000 white deer and blue birds each. The key problem is that Inji can’t have another civil war, otherwise it will always be in vain. , The White Deer Jade Bird will not participate in the Inrgi Civil War, which is equal to 20,000 for me and 20,000 for my uncle."

"It's really evenly matched." Feng Zhiwei sneered. "I don't understand. What benefit will he get from joining this Golden League and overthrowing Inji's rule?"

"He is always a short patriarch under my hands, but he can't move with his soldiers in hand. Once he was expelled from me, he would be the real first person of Inji. The strength on both sides belonged to him, even though the Jinpeng Department is now powerful. He can also hold second place, occupy a good pasture, and be king in his own territory, why not?

"Good abacus, good abacus." Feng Zhiwei leisurely praised.

"Hongjile really followed one hand at a time." He Lianzheng smiled bitterly, "I had planned to go back to Wang Ting to conquer my group of distant brothers and brothers, and then fight well with Jin Peng, but now he is the first , I used the Golden League for 30 years of silence, and wanted to succumb to the soldiers without fighting. Once I was deposed by the twelve adults, I will wait for my tail to escape."

"I can't escape with you." Feng Zhi smiled slightly.

"I can't escape with you." Eavesdropping on the haunting appearance of the party peony flower, "I'm going to be the concubine of Hongjiler Jinpeng, what should you do."

"Haha." He Lianzheng looked at this pair of different but equally sturdy "mother-in-laws". Suddenly, his mind was light and full of worries, and he pulled his mother's horse on the left and Feng Zhiwei on the right. The rein of the horse, with a sigh in front of him, smiled and said, "Why did his grandmother escape? He rushed to the mother and the wife, and Helian Zheng will also climb to the Binggu River!"

Feng Zhiwei smiled and looked at the sky, as if he didn't hear it.

Peony Huaer smiled, "Son! You have a conscience for a while, and it’s worth your while, when you were a child, the old lady sucked it for you**..."

"boom!"

The Empress Mudan was just overturned in the mud by his son who had just expressed filial piety...

On the banks of the Binggu River, there are twelve golden tents and large tents, surrounded by a huge purple felt tent. A bonfire is lit up on all sides. Countless soldiers hold long lances and short knives.

This is a rough land on the prairie, a vacuum of power in the twelve sites. There has always been something in the twelve that must be put together, but they are not worried about solving things in the other site, so they meet here.

The snow outside the account is snow-capped, and the frozen soil without grass grows loud, and the stove inside the account is warm and melts like spring.

"I heard that Zhalan Inji had passed Changshui last night." A thin old man leaned over and asked a white-faced man, "Hongjile, won't anything change?"

The white-faced man smiled sternly. The man was ordinary. The only eyes between his eyes closed and shone brilliantly. It was awe-inspiring. It was one hand that caused thousands of Inji warriors to die in the battlefield, resulting in the death of the King Kuku. The head of the Jinpeng ministry, Hongji Moltuo.

When asked about Kulchainji, he just said lightly, "No matter how fierce the young bird is, it is no match for the goshawk that has been soaring in the sky."

There was a burst of laughter in the tent.

"Then something so stinky, I'm afraid that when I see Wang Jun coming, I will be scared!"

"Here in the Binggu River, he must be going around."

"Irginji is in this generation, it's not a drama."

Kurcha Injirji was a little embarrassed, and his face was not very good-looking. Hongjile immediately said: "Inji Ji's generation is not possible, and there are heroes of the previous generation. Our Kurcha was the first in Jierji's. Warrior!"

Kurcha smiled a little, thinking when he was blocked as the "First Warrior"? It was "The First Fool" by Liu Mudan's woman.

"I don't know what St. Tassel Lord who gave the marriage to Zadalang this time." Suddenly, in a group of rough laughter, the slow and almost dreamy said, "What kind of beauty would it be? St. Ta... ...Holy Tae... It’s really nice."

"Cree!" Someone threw a roasted leg of lamb at him. "It's not the nature of the prairie boy. Just the name of your first beautiful man in the prairie. What kind of hero is you? Don’t hurry to embrace?"

The disgusted sleeves flicked the lamb leg to the ground, and the man in the fiery red robe on the blanket sat up and frowned, "You are so dirty."

As soon as he sat up, his long hair fell down. It turned out to be extremely rare blonde hair. The firelight really shined like platinum, but the flowing moonlight hair color was not as charming as his eyes. The silver fox walking between thousands of miles of ice above the summit, rejuvenated for the first time.

His slightly raised eyebrows are drawn like ink pens, and there can be no more or less beautiful arcs on his crystal clear skin, which is bright and confusing.

Silver hair red robe, infinitely bright.

"Say me." He played with the fingers of a woman holding a pot by his side, and played slowly. "I'm not interested in any of your divisions. Then it's enough to play with the master of the Holy Tassel. "

"Success!" Hung Gille laughed. "It's just that someone is a county leader. You can't play dead like before."

"Why can't?" Klie blinked and smiled. "The Central Plains woman marries the chicken and the chicken and the dog and the dog. What a great princess princess, do you think you will marry the prairie? Rest assured, her identity will only follow Zadalan is gone, Zadalan is not a king, she is not a concubine, not a concubine, why can't I play to death?"

Hongjile chuckled and said, "I depend on you, I depend on you." He glanced at Claire and did not intend to argue with him. This kid is the youngest of the twelve chiefs, but also the most cunning and fierce, A really cunning character like a fox, a vicious snake, a son of the last female slave, but finally became a patriarch. In the process of becoming a patriarch, his father, mother, sister, sister...none of them survived.