Chapter 469:

"The lord of which city are you?

"His Royal Highness, it is Kedecheng Chengfeng S" to contempt

"I don't plan to submit, ahhhhh, do you look down on us?" Bai Ji raised her legs and looked at the city lord of Kede from a high degree. Strictly speaking, it was not the first time they had met. They had met once at Ye Chao city.

"Your Royal Highness has misunderstood. The ancestor God is so kind to me. I can't abandon him and be willing to follow death. Therefore, obedience must not follow." You, all kneel down, don't care about me, just show your surrender to your Highness. ‘"The city lord...the soldiers of Cord City have not followed his will for a long time.

"You all have your own family. Besides, this Highness is right. Although this is an aggression, it is occupied...I can't vote, but I have to be responsible for your lives."

"Lei Zhong."

"His Royal Highness, I am here." A young general Jeduo stood up.

"From now on, you will represent everyone and be loyal to your Highness.

"My Lord City Lord."

"I am no longer the lord of the city." The setting sun shone down, as if he had lost the past. He cleaned up his feelings and stepped forward.

"We don't hate Yuzhong, it's better than those who face Qin Muchu. It looks like you're already enlightened.

"Yes it is."

"In that case, are there any last words, for example, the selection of the scenery of our own cemetery, which can satisfy us as much as possible."

Bai Ji's expression became cold. "That octopus is so worthy of your allegiance?

"Maybe not, but this is a life-saving kindness. I pay off with my life, so I don't owe them anything." He looked directly at the white minister neither humble nor arrogant. "I just hope that Your Highness can treat my subordinates kindly,"

"Of course, we have clear rewards and punishments for allegiance to my subordinates." Bai Ji motioned to the sergeant next to her. Two sergeants of the blood race, armed with high horses, walked out and escorted the middle-aged Jeduo up the steps. or small "5

"Does the Xiao first show the public? His Royal Highness can really look down on me.

Some Jeddow soldiers looked at the middle-aged Jeddows who walked forward with their heads upright, somewhat ashamed, and turned their eyes away.

"Allegiance does not necessarily mean true loyalty. If you don't even want allegiance, we can't keep you and execute it." Bai Ji calmly ordered the ruthless sergeant to drop his sword and blood spattered out.

"Okay, get back." Bai Ji closed her eyes and clapped her hands, and then drew out the ink stick under all eyes.

[Mirda Road’s Ink Rod, Living Water Blue Spring]

"Sir City Lord? Are you awake?"

"...The Old City Lord sat on the ground blankly, wet and completely unaware of what happened. If he remembered correctly, he should have had his head cut off last moment.

"Well, as you wish, you have repaid the octopus. Now if you refuse to be loyal to us, you will be angry. "His Royal Highness, personally released the spell to save me? ...Why do you want to do this? "The Old City Lord was a little lost. The soldiers around Jeduo were relieved when they saw that the Old City Lord was all right, and they couldn't help but feel a little good for the untouchable Highness.

"Don't get me wrong, we're just purely admiring the spirit." There was a smile on Bai Ji's expressionless face. "If you have grace, you will be rewarded with heroic sacrifice and fear of death. This is a valuable chivalry spirit."

"Chivalry?" The Old City Lord didn't understand. Why did a noble princess care about the knight's rules and regulations, so she knelt down and thanked her before she could think about it.

"Thank you, my benevolent Majesty. You not only saved me, but you also saved the Jeddor army that was affected by the war. I think everyone has something in their hearts.

"The spirit of chivalry... Bai Ji looked up at the sky, her eyes gleaming for a moment, and then she recovered. "You surrender to me, and you will naturally get our shelter, and, a little gift. "

Bai Ji drew her dagger and cut her finger.

The blood dripped down to the ground, and the magic spell formation was instantly generated, and accompanied by the red net, it spread to the entire sky.

...The people of Jedo are all sighed with the changes that have taken place in themselves.

Their posture is no longer like a monster, but has become like the Knights of the Templar, closer to the blood spirit.

This is a blessing from Lasambo, just like the Second Age, [Blood Scourge] Solanya did.

Chapter 1 ~ Mystery

As the last gleam of afterglow faded, the day completely ended, and the impending darkness re-covered the dead city.

Scarlet Blood Territory, one of the most prosperous powers on the mainland today, but as far as the grassroots people are concerned, the way of life is no different from that of other ethnic countries.

Except for some exclusive entertainment projects for nobles and wealthy individuals, the literacy rate is low and the grassroots people with a low level of education mostly follow to go to bed after dinner. For one thing, families who have not set foot on a well-off family do not have spare money to buy entertainment equipment, and secondly they save fuel. Electricity.

The same is true for all blood clan owners, not to mention Yuan Yuecheng, a more lopsided area.

The White Thorn Family, one of the thirteen nobles of the blood family, was formerly a wealthy family with only a little reputation. It was regarded as a family of the blood nobles with a relatively short family history. It was at the bottom of the thirteen families, a less conspicuous family.

It is said that his ancestor had royal blood to marry, but this has been a matter of many years ago. The number of royal blood chakras is decreasing, and today there are very few remaining, but this honor is still there today.

Fame and birth are particularly important for the white thorns family, who are born from scratch, but neither can be bought with money.

Therefore, they are very fortunate that they made a fortune during the war and selflessly donated a lot of money to the impoverished royal family, thus obtaining the opportunity to marry the royal family and join the thirteen families.

Although the position is seizing power, the Whitethorn family, who knows how to protect themselves, has always been cautious in their words and deeds, seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages. Some people describe them as acting like: a squirrel afraid of hands and feet, unless they are asked to show their position. It is not unreasonable that all the remarks made can be called old fritters as vaguely as possible, even if the royal family is declining today, they have left a lot of room for themselves.

But now, the Patriarch of the Whitethorns, contrary to the usual ecstasy, sits in the study with furrowed brows, and his face is dull with the wick of the oil lamp.

He didn't turn on the electric light, but lit an inconspicuous oil lamp, as if he was escaping from something, his brows were squeezed together tightly, as if they were fighting an ideological struggle.

The night was getting deeper, and the drooping eyes suddenly opened, and he was already mentally prepared and awakened in his heart.

The hand holding the quill trembles a bit and then is gripped tightly, and the pen is swiftly written on the white letter paper.

After putting the letter paper into the envelope and applying inkpad, I was deeply relieved.

The owner opened the door, looked around, cautiously called a trusted servant, and carefully handed the envelope in his hand.

"Give this letter to Your Majesty Lilias, take my family crest, and send it overnight. Remember, this is just a trivial greeting letter. Don’t be too nervous. Someone will ask you who this letter is for. , I replied that it was given to an old friend of mine, understand?"

Qian Jingwan asked to watch the servant leave the mansion. This was a relief. The bones all over his body were falling apart. Sitting on the wooden chair, watching the erratic flames, the sound of heart beating drums overwhelmed the birdsong outside the window.

I was too busy to take care of myself, but I still had the mind to do this kind of thing, and I was caught. However, he will be secretly executed on the charge of a traitor. When that happens, let alone oneself, the century-old foundation of the White Thorn Family may be destroyed in his hands.

But no matter which race you are, there is always a bottom line in your heart that cannot be touched. Even if you pay the price of your life, "the sound of footsteps sounded from the peaceful courtyard, from far to near. Up.

Patriarch with a guilty conscience felt hairy in his heart, and the sound of approaching footsteps undoubtedly stimulated his extremely sensitive nerve.

With the sound of the door shaft turning, the person outside the door numbs the head of the Patriarch's scalp. Even with the stormy waves in his heart, he is still calm and comfortable, his eyes slowly moving from the flame.

"I don't know if Mira's niece is coming, she is welcome, and please atone for it."

"Uncle White Thorn, you don't have to be polite, you are a senior, you are just a junior who has just taken charge of the family not long ago. The experience is not enough, and you still need more attention from the seniors." Outside the door, the girl in gorgeous costume smiled politely and said. So he walked into the room unceremoniously, and the fart fell on the main position of the room.

"My niece came to the humble house, what does it mean? Hehe, is she here to find my daughter? She shouldn't be in the mansion now. I will send someone to let her come back. You young people are talking about me as an old man. , Let's say goodbye first.

"Uncle White Thorn is polite, it doesn't have to be this way. Mila's purpose here today is not to come to Hua Lan, and Mi Li lightly opened her lips and teeth, and her long legs wrapped in silk stockings were slightly raised. "Come to Uncle White Thorn, yours, Discuss some important things.

"The niece is polite. What can I discuss with this old man? The rules and stand of the Whitethorn family have always been firm." The family chief laughed.