Senior sister Bai Yueguang has picked up the BE male second script

"Daxian was crowned King Ji Yong'an, and his reign name was Yong'an.

Many people still miss the amazing young man three years ago.

Dressed in white, he looked extremely majestic, but unfortunately his traces are now unclear and his whereabouts are unknown.

Some strange things happened in the past three years. First, there was a thunderstorm in Cangzhou three years ago. All the living dead were wiped out overnight, not even their ashes were left. Not to mention that the chaos in Cangzhou ended, and everything went smoothly for three years.

Let’s talk about the Prince of Zhenbei, who is brave and good at fighting. Three years ago, when the new emperor ascended the throne, Mengwu tore up the century-old treaty and invaded our Dajian again. The imperial court almost exhausted the treasury before. This time the Mongols came with great force. The Prince of Zhenbei not only used his young Shengduo fought a wonderful turnaround, and many talents emerged in the troubled times. In addition to the two generals Xu Feng and Cui Huan in the Zhenbei Prince's army, in recent years, more powerful generals have emerged in large numbers, such as Cui Minglang, the unparalleled bravery, and Guimou strategist. Fang Yuran is waiting for talents.

There are also new talents in the imperial court. The new prime minister Fu Yushu is the fastest-promoted number one scholar in history. At that time, the new rich faction supported the new emperor. He has made outstanding achievements in recent years. He governed Cangzhou for two years and reconstructed quickly after the disaster. Now Cangzhou has become a great place. In Xintiandi, the farmland is irrigated by the canal method, and bumper harvests are expected every year. New policies are issued to encourage farmers and businesses. Not only are the people rich, but they also provide a lot of armaments for the front line!

With such a favorable time, place, and people, King Zhenbei led an army of [-] to attack Mengwu, winning continuously all the way to the court of Mengwu King! "

The storyteller folded his folding fan, stroking his beard and looking down at the stage, smiling from the end of his eyes.

"Well said sir!"

"I am a man who wants to show off his talents just to protect our home and country!"

"Sir, where did King Yong'an go?"

The storyteller pointed.

"This little friend asked a good question. It is said that King Yong'an and Princess Fu'an lived in seclusion in the world. Someone saw them in Jiangnan three years ago. I can only say that such a magnificent person cannot escape the word - love.

But when it comes to the rookies in the imperial court, they are still young generals on the front line. The shadow of King Yong'an can be seen in their appearance. "

"Sir, what you said is that in addition to the mythical origin of the throne, King Yong'an is also a legendary figure himself. So what does he look like?"

"Yes sir, do you have a portrait?"

Sir hesitated,

"Well, the new emperor also ordered people to draw a portrait of King Yong'an, but the appearance of the immortal is really difficult to describe with ordinary brushes. Let me think about how to describe it..."

The gentleman tapped his head with a folding fan, and suddenly his eyes caught a glimpse of a young man galloping on horseback on the street. He was wearing a white python robe, a handsome appearance, half-tied black hair, a small and exquisite silver crown on his head, and a pair of affectionate peach blossom eyes, but his eyes were cold. She has a dignified temperament all over her body, looks like a boy or a girl, and is stunning at first glance.

"This, that's it!"

The storyteller pointed excitedly, and everyone at the tea stall turned their heads to look, but only saw two young figures passing by on the old withered vine road.

……

It was already midnight when we arrived in the north, but the military camp ahead was brightly lit. Although it was summer, the wind in the north was strong and the night was cold, but there were still a group of people standing outside, stretching their necks and waiting.

Ye Hongyu pursed his lips. He had heard that the third junior brother fell into the Wuwang Sea and was in danger, but the life lamp in the master's sect was not extinguished, or even dimmed. It was just that he had to wait for three years.

I have been practicing immortality for so long, and when I returned home, I didn’t realize how long it had been, but the friendship between masters and brothers has become like brothers and sisters, and it’s hard not to miss him.

"drive!"

Two figures appeared in the distance, and Cui Mingliang was the first to speak.

"It's His Royal Highness King Yong'an and Brother Wuzhou!"

The young general's eyes were excited, he sniffed sharply, and looked at the person with red eyes.

As the sound of horse hooves approached, Mu Qing turned over and dismounted, smiled at Cui Minglang who rushed forward and said, "Well, it's good, he's still alive."

The young man's emotions instantly got stuck in his throat and he suppressed them.

For a time, the sadness of the reunion disappeared a lot.

Cui Huan laughed and patted Xu Feng on the shoulder, "It's our King Yong'an, that's right."

Fang Yuran saluted her excitedly, "Your Highness."

Mu Qing nodded.

Ye Hongyu stepped forward to pat her, raised his hand and put it down again, smiling and saying: "How is your health? Are you still weak?"

Mu Qing spread her hands and said, "I am Yuanying, come on, senior brother."

Ye Hongyu, who was surpassed in cultivation by his junior brother, froze. The Nanming Lihuo on his waist buzzed as if to match his emotions. Just when his head was getting bigger, a voice sounded from beside him.

"Is His Majesty the King of Yong'an's coming to the north because of His Majesty's decree, or is His Majesty the King of Yong'an traveling here on his own?"

As soon as he said these words, the faces of everyone around him darkened.

"Captain Zhou, how dare you speak to His Highness like this?!" Fang Yuran's eyes were cold and he drew his sword and stepped forward.

"Fang Yuran, don't forget that you are loyal to the Crown Prince!"

"I have always been loyal to His Highness King Yong'an!" Fang Yuran pressed his sword against his neck.

Mu Qing frowned and looked at Ye Hongyu. Ye Hongyu's eyes were a little cold at the moment and he said in a low voice:

"Captain Zhou, please go get thirty military sticks."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! You have paid so much for the imperial court in this borderland, and it's okay if the imperial court fails to express its gratitude every year. Now that the subordinates see that King Yong'an has returned, all the generals around you are actually here to welcome him. Obviously, they will not accept it. Your Highness, you take it seriously!"

Lieutenant Zhou suddenly knelt down in front of Ye Hongyu, knocking his head on the ground with a thud.

"Your Highness! You are a man of great talent. Now that you have the military power in your hands, your brothers all respect you. Following you, you can accomplish great things! Now that Mengwu has fallen, if Your Highness can sit on the throne with them..."

"You're so brave." Mu Qing's eyes squinted, stopping him from saying anything else. She stepped forward, kicked him over, and stepped on him with one leg.

"Ahem..." The general who was kicked to the ground looked at her unconvinced.

"His Royal Highness has achieved three years of meritorious service. What contribution have you made, King Yong'an!"

"This is the reason why you committed the following crimes," she turned to Fang Yuran and said, "Bring me the military stick, and I will execute the execution myself!"

"Yes!" Fang Yuran clasped his fists, but Cui Huan, who had seen King Yong'an's martial prowess, held him back.

Can King Yong'an still survive after being hit with thirty army sticks?

While the two were fighting, Yan Wuzhou, who had been standing behind and silently watching all this, frowned and gave Cui Minglang a look at the side.

Cui Mingliang raised his legs and ran quickly.

"You kid!" Cui Huang just wanted to stop him, but Yan Wuzhou glanced at him.

He had seen this god of death before, but he could not defeat him. Cui Huan lowered his head and remained silent.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while.

The lights crackled in front of the camp, and Cui Mingliang quickly ran back with a military stick.

"Your Highness!" He handed it to Mu Qing respectfully.

King Yong'an, who was wearing a python robe and white clothes, had an indifferent look. She took the military stick with her slender hands, her ulna protruding, her knuckles turned white and she raised her hand with pursed lips.

"Ah!" This stick took [-]% of the force, but it was much stronger than an ordinary soldier.

Captain Zhou gritted his teeth and was surprised. This King Yong'an looked weak. He thought he was a dandy, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

"Ah!!" Another blow from the army stick hit him, and his eyes began to turn black.

"what!!!"

After the blow with the stick, Captain Zhou was completely unconscious.

Mu Qing shook off the broken stick in her hand and said to the person next to her: "There are still twenty-seven military sticks left. When the person wakes up, he will continue to beat him."

She looked back at the stunned people behind her, smiled slightly and said: "Everyone, I am here under the emperor's order. If anyone has different thoughts, you can consider getting rid of me first and test your strength."