60. Hundred Eyes Country

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Hundred Eyes Kingdom, Hundred Eyes Palace.

The royal palace named after the country occupies an extremely large area and is dazzlingly golden. The main hall where the King of Hundred Eyes is located is made of bricks and tiles made of gold and jade.

This place was originally barren. Hundreds of years ago, the Bosang Kingdom was split into twelve kingdoms. The first generation of Hundred Eyes King, a talented and talented man, built the country on the side of Nie Yao with great courage. The Hundred Eyes Palace occupies the southeast, facing the former site of Nieyao's Tenri Palace in the distance. It shows his determination and ambition to regain the old capital of his father's country and unify southern Xinjiang.

Although the country is divided, the luxurious style left by the Bosang Kingdom remains unchanged to this day. The Baimu Palace was built more and more every year, and the more it was built, the more luxurious it became. When I saw it today, it seemed that the Nanjing Imperial Palace of the Emperor of China seemed to be on a par with the emperor.

In the palace, seven people were sitting in the political forum.

Three of these seven people are the ministers of the Baimu Kingdom. The official system in southern Xinjiang is simple and not as complicated as in the Central Plains. There are still some distinctions between virtual and real powers. Officials are divided into twelve levels, distinguished by the style of a short sword worn around the waist. From the lowest level of 'Tulu' to the highest level, there can only be three 'Jinser' in a country, and the structure is simple and clear.

These three ministers, without exception, all wear "Golden Se" short swords on their waists. They are people who stand at the top of the Hundred Eyes Kingdom outside of the royal family. He has always been a powerful figure. However, today in the political forum, his face was ashen and he didn't even dare to breathe - -0.

Sitting in the center of the throne is a handsome young man, the King of Hundred Eyes. Nestled beside him was a enchanting and beautiful woman, peeling jasper-like grapes and feeding them to the king. She was the princess. Although these two people have high status, the three veterans who are used to seeing the king should not be so rude.

In the corner of the room, two men were sitting, looking like twin towers. One had his arms folded with a sneer on his face, but the other was drinking with his head up and enjoying himself. But the knotted muscles all over their bodies and the dignified aura that shrouded the two of them like dark clouds made people feel as if they were made of iron. They watched with cold eyes from beginning to end and said nothing, but their mere presence made people feel uneasy.

It was originally a normal discussion about government affairs, but who knew that these two important figures suddenly arrived.

One of the ministers wiped his sweat.

"That's all the old minister has to say. The troops sent to attack Hesna have not returned yet. It is said that they encountered an ambush and the entire army was wiped out. The old minister suggested that we hold the troops still and send people to find out the actual strength of the enemy's troops first, and then increase the number of troops. soldiers to reduce unnecessary casualties.

Another minister said.

"The people who went to the Central Plains to look for Heisi's flower haven't come back yet. According to the schedule, they should be here in the next few days. The traitor values ​​family ties most. If he can catch his sister, maybe he can avoid fighting this crisis. And decide.

"Decision without a fight?

A somewhat arrogant voice penetrated his ears, making the old minister's heart tremble, as if he had been punched hard in the chest, which was extremely uncomfortable. It seems that even speaking can create invisible violence.

"I don't know...what advice does Master Hundred Eyes have?" He looked at the man sitting in the corner who couldn't help but sneer.

The man named after the country was wearing a body-covering armor stained black with blood. The ferocious beasts on the shoulders have teeth as sharp as blades, and there is a huge bone knife taller than a human on its back. When he walked into the hall, an unpleasant smell wafted through the hall. It was bloody, and the man seemed to be exuding the smell of blood all the time.

It is said that he likes killing people, drinking blood and eating raw meat, especially human flesh. He looks to be in his thirties, but those who are familiar with him know that this man became famous on the battlefield at least thirty years ago.

"When did I, a native of Xiacang, learn from the barbarians of the Central Plains and avoid fighting for fear of death? What values ​​​​the most important thing is family ties, and deciding without a fight is all fucking bullshit. There is only one end for those who rebel. That is to take his The heart is torn out and placed in front of the palace to be despised by others.

Men's radial looking hands follow sMi:

"Your Majesty, take back your army. We need to fight those wild dogs. I am enough alone." There was an undeniable domineering tone in his voice, as if this was not asking for permission, but just informing him.

However, the three ministers showed no resentment towards his excessive words and deeds, and had no choice but to obey and dare not speak.

Although people in the world have different standards for the pinnacle of warriors in the Central Plains imperial court, they are always dominated by Juesheng + Zuo or the three supreme peaks of the imperial court.

People in southern Xinjiang have different views on this.

In terms of warriors, Xiacang Anxi has never existed since ancient times. It was not until thirty years ago that part of the territory was incorporated into the Central Plains, and many warriors from the Central Plains came south, that the term "warrior" came into being. But even so, the people who call themselves so are still mainly Central Plains people. Xiacang people

Because on the land of Xiacang Anxi, there is no concept of "martial arts". Death of Wen Xiaozhi

In a land where animals live together, bravery is not a special trait, but a condition that must be met in order to survive. The so-called force here is not skill, but instinct.

Compared with "martial arts", Xiacang people are no strangers to "fighting". Xiacang people fight all the time, and both men and women can become warriors.

The one who stands at the top among the warriors is Gu Ya, who is famous as the 'Guardian'. In Anxi, Xiacang, Gu Ya had no nationality, no profession, no official position, and no income.

Guya can travel around the world without any hindrance, and no money is needed for business. Wherever he goes, the tribes must provide the best food to entertain them. Gu Ya is a kind of supreme honor, just by name you can spend your life carefree. The conditions for becoming Gu Ya are a hundred times more difficult than this freedom. And he must take on the important responsibility of protecting the country's soldiers.

Gu Ya's responsibilities and abilities are divided according to the size of the area he protects. Among the few in the ancient world, there are a few that can be called monsters. The area they guard can be as large as a country.

These twelve great beasts that can protect the country are named after the country and are called the Twelve Sacred Beasts.

The sacred beast of the Hundred Eyes Kingdom, ‘Hundred Eyes’, is exactly this man.

The leading minister tried his best to say it under great pressure.

"Old, it's not that I don't believe in Lord Hundred Eyes's strength. It's just that... that traitor is cunning. If you act alone, I'm afraid you will fall into his scheme."

“You might as well be more direct.

Baimu sneered and looked at the man next to him: "I'm just afraid that I will lose to my outdated brother's chief disciple. Wouldn't it be better to damage the ancient world of Baimu Kingdom?"

The three ministers did not dare to answer the question now.

However, the King of Hundred Eyes, who had been silent while eating the grapes fed by the charming princess, spoke at this moment.

"I also want to hear it. What do you want to say to me when someone you haven't seen for so many years suddenly comes back?"

The old man drank wine and seemed not to hear. The novel Q died

It was as if in the entire hall, only the air around him belonged to another space. He was isolated from the world and no one could affect him.

I don't know when, he suddenly spoke. The man's voice was pleasant, not unlike his old appearance. The language he used was not the lingua franca popular in Anxi, Xia Cang today, but more like a language with some local accent that was slightly different from what others spoke.

It is said that this was a popular word and accent when the Bosang Kingdom was still around, but it is very rare to use it now.

In front of the man known as the 'King', his tone was still full of majesty.

"The important thing is the evil broadcast." =

The young Wang did not speak, but looked at the old man quietly with a smile.

The old man wore linen clothes, which was completely different from his biological brother. Old people with this appearance can be seen everywhere, and you can catch five or six of them just by any small river where you can fish. But ‘he’ is obviously special.

Although I can't tell, I think it's pretty good. His oldness and fatigue seemed not to be due to old age, but to experience. He has a special pair of eyes. Not domineering, not sharp, but you can see the light in his eyes. It’s like a tourist who has traveled tens of thousands of miles and seen the ups and downs of the world.

He has a dusty, old body, but he never damages the things deeper in the body.

Fame, prestige, wealth, medals...all of these seemed as light as nothing under that noble gaze.

"What I'm asking about isn't about Hesna, I just want to know...

Wang can understand this man's affairs more deeply than others. This man's life is like a legend. No matter which item is mentioned, it does not look like a person, but a legend in the story.

He is the only man who is simultaneously ranked among the twelve sacred beasts and the ten supreme saints in southern Xinjiang. He once ranked among the eleven kingdoms at the same time and commanded the army of the entire southern Xinjiang.

He was once the symbol of Anxi's glory in Xiacang. When his name came out of his mouth, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth proudly. It may not be right to say ‘Zeng’, because to this day, his portraits or bone sculptures are being sold in the country. There is still an endless stream of warriors making pilgrimages to the place where the "Martial Saint" practiced every year. His legend still fills every corner of the earth. Little Death

If not...

The young Wang looked at the old man's right hand - perhaps not the right hand, but where the right hand should be -

-There is nothing there.

"What on earth are you doing today? Martial Saint Phoenix Blood."

Martial Saint has always been the object of admiration by the heroes in southern Xinjiang. But after his right hand was broken, the old man hung up his seal and left. The soldiers of the eleven countries suddenly lost their lives, causing chaos in the military system. Today's reviews are mixed.

Baimu expressed his explicit disdain for his brother who suddenly arrived.

"You haven't died in the mountains yet, coward.'

The old man just smiled and said: "Your Majesty still remembers me, I am very pleased.

"You haven't answered Gu's question yet."

"There are monsters in the evil shake." The old man's eyes seemed to only be able to see the young king.

Your Majesty, Hesna is not guilty. You should forgive them.

The King of Hundred Eyes - was speechless for a moment.

Legends of monsters have always been popular. But it has always been regarded as a heresy. After all, the Hesna clan has long taken responsibility for the fall of Nie Yao, so why bother?

But twenty years ago, the experience of the Black Tooth Kingdom in Niyao made this legend popular again. It has become more and more intense recently.

But no matter how it is spread among the people, it is never as shocking as what it says from the mouth of Wu Sheng.

After silence, the young Wang took a deep breath and said calmly.

"I thought, after not seeing each other for so many years, that you only set foot on the land you abandoned for the sake of your apprentice. But it turns out, are you just old and crazy?"

Suddenly shouted.

"Hundred Eyes, I was killed alone!"

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