Chapter 646

Name：Descent of the Phoenix 13 Years Old Princess Consort Author：Yi Shi Feng Liu
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Tobimu saw Ryukyu's caution. He nodded heavily and said, "tobimu is here, they are absolutely there."

Nodding his head, Ryukyu patted tobim on the shoulder: "remember your route and how to deal with them when you arrive at the northern pasture."

"Subordinates know." Tobim looks quite right.

When Ryukyu saw this, he waved and said, "let's go."

Even though the horse was whipping, tobim didn't say anything superfluous. He turned over and took more than one hundred of his subordinates with him. Then he left in the other direction of Zhuchi mountain.

From that direction, it's the closest way to the North animal husbandry to get around the front and rear of the seventeen Xianbei ethnic groups. However, the most people defend there.

Looking at tobim leaving with all his subordinates, there are only five of them and several good northern shepherds left in this world. Ryukyu looks back at xuanyuanche.

Xuanyuanche put his hand around Ryukyu's waist, and there was a cold color and sullen feeling between his eyebrows. He said slowly, "I said that if I don't break his Xianbei clan, it will be hard to eliminate my hatred.

Now, let's go to Toby MuQing road. " After all, xuanyuanche's face slowly rippled with a smile, a smile of iron blood.

Ryukyu saw that there was no inquiry or much talk, but he smiled and leaned on xuanyuanche's arms. Since xuanyuanche said that, there was his way naturally, so he listened to everything.

It's rare for someone to support her. She is so happy that she doesn't want to go there.

Instead of going in the right direction, five people in a row ran to the residence of the 17 Xianbei ethnic groups.

The sky is beautiful. A red sun slants on the horizon. The bright orange light comes from the sky. Everything is covered with orange.

The beauty of sunset is incomparable.

At sunset, the Moon Palace hangs high.

White instead of orange, with mountains and rivers.

The residents of the seventeen ethnic groups of Xianbei come and go, which is very complicated. They go out and in, and their swords go out of their scabbard. A serious atmosphere envelops the whole area.