After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

The unicorn beast loaded with prey raised its hooves and rushed out of the Chenfeng Palace, turning into a blue lightning in the thick night, leaving behind the dark and dense two teams of mysterious spirit cavalry in the blink of an eye.

Tanlang scratched his head anxiously: "Isn't the altar on the east side? Why did your lord go west!"

"You are the same as Chasing the Wild, only thinking about the spiritual power of the Fox Clan?"

Yunyi reined in his horse and looked at the direction where Zhaoyan disappeared, with a dignified look on his face: "This little fox is of Boyan's blood... Back then when the four countries attacked Qingqiu together, Boyan died at the hands of Chiyou, the king failed to kill his father's enemy with his own hands, Always brooding."

Greedy Wolf reacted belatedly: "You mean, Your Majesty is going to kill that little fox to avenge your Majesty!"

Yunyi shook her head: "It's not enough to be slaughtered. Your Majesty is not a person who can't distinguish between the important and the important, but I'm afraid that little fox will suffer a lot. I just hope that you will keep some sense and don't ruin people."

"Yes."

Tanlang didn't care about the life of the fox cub at all, he was afraid that if the elder spirit died, no one would know the secret of the altar. "Then what shall we do now?"

"Let's go to the altar first. Your Majesty will take people away. Someone should be in a hurry."

Yunyi blew his whistle towards the back and said slowly.

**

Different from the Xuanling warhorse with smooth fur, the unicorn beast has a thick layer of blue scales on its back. The scales are composed of countless scales. The material is hard and the texture is complicated. If there is no special saddle as a barrier, it will feel like lying on it It's not much different from lying on a piece of iron rock.

Zhaoyan was driving fast all the way, his brows and eyes were cold under the black iron mask, and he let the snow-colored figure curled up in front of him bump up and down with the hooves of the divine beast under him.

Too quiet.

Zhao Yan squinted his eyes, and looked down at the little prey that had just arrived under the shallow moonlight.

The young man curled up on the beast's back, several bruises had been scratched on the exposed snow-white wrist bone, he neither resisted nor flinched, curled up into a small ball like a wooden man, as if he didn't know the pain.Only the blood bell around the neck made a jingling sound.

Is it really painless?

The natural conquest desire of the wolf tribe was at work in his bones, Zhao Yan stared down for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and directly pulled the boy's chin, to pick off the snow-colored cloak that was tightly held by the boy's fingers and covered all the secrets.

The long spirit refused, and shrunk into a small ball even tighter, his fingers clenched tightly on the edge of the cloak, his teeth chattered, and his knuckles turned white.Zhaoyan sneered, thinking that this is not wood, he still resisted, his right hand turned into a wolf's claw, and cut it downwards.The wolf claws are sharp, with the blessing of a ninth-level cultivation base, it is not a problem to penetrate shields and armor, let alone a thin cloak.

"Prickly——" the hood slipped off, and the snow satin fabric was torn from the middle.

Finally, the young man's body trembled slightly, and he stretched out his arms to block, but Zhao Yan easily pressed down his wrists with his knees.

A stunning young man's face caught his eyes unexpectedly.

Time seemed to stand still, and the stars and the moon all over the sky faded in this instant.As cold as Zhao Yan, he couldn't help being taken aback.

The young man's face is stunning, his eyebrows are exquisite and picturesque, his black hair is soaked in water, and hangs wetly on his shoulders, but there are two fluffy pointed ears on the top of his head-these are the characteristics of a fox in a half-spirit state that has not been completely melted .

His skin was already as white as jade, but under the moonlight, it showed a thrilling and almost transparent beauty.The blood jade collar around the neck is dazzling due to the extreme contrast between snow white and blood red, adding a few wisps of charming color.

"Spirit-binding lock..."

Zhaoyan's eyes lingered on the young man's neck, and then fell on the two fox ears, with a clear sense of inquiry.

With this amazing effort, Chang Ling broke free from his shackles like crazy, wrapped his hood, hid himself in the cloak again, quickly huddled into a ball, rolled out from Zhaoyan's claws, and hid in the head of the unicorn. He allowed his arms to be cut into two long cuts by the wolf's claws.

Blood gradually seeped through the snow satin fabric.

Zhao Yan has never been kind to captives and prey. If he had encountered such a ignorant person in normal times, he would have gone down with his claws and cut people open.

However today...

He squinted his eyes again, looking at the little fox in front of him who was hiding between the horns of the unicorn. Although he was extremely frightened, he refused to roll off the back of the beast "to prove his will with death". A secret string deep in his heart seemed to be caught After teasing it, the interest was also aroused.

Zhao Yan withdrew the wolf claws that were already on the young man's shoulder blades, and with a light wave, the wolf claws turned into a slender hand again.With a long arm, he fished lightly, and brought the prey back to his body.

Chang Ling wanted to hide, but he turned over and pinned him down with his knees.But he was very tricky and only held down the boy's two legs, leaving his upper body alone.

The Qilin beast galloped like the wind. In order to stabilize his body and not fall, the boy's waist was forced to bend into an unbelievable angle, and he lay face up on the beast's back.This time, the hood was completely useless.

"If you want to get your life in this Lord's hands, you must learn to be obedient."

Zhaoyan took the handle of the whip and tapped the boy's waist, his tone was sarcastic and playful, as if he was playing with his prey.

Such a posture is already tormenting, let alone on the back of a galloping beast, Chang Ling bit his lower lip tightly, and after a while, the black pupils had gathered a thin layer of water color due to the pain.

Zhaoyan made a long circle around the city, entered the east of the city, stopped when he was almost at the altar, propped up one leg, leaned slightly, and looked down.

Under the snow-colored hood, the tails of the young man's eyes were red, and the water in his black eyes was shaking. He had obviously suffered a lot. Seeing him stop now, he didn't ask for mercy. Looking at each other.

Not like a cunning and fickle fox, but like a lonely wolf.

Zhaoyan wanted to find a trace of anger or resentment, or fear and panic, but all failed.The young Xinjun has defeated countless tribes, and he knows the truth that the more moody and indifferent an enemy is, the more terrifying it is.And the little fox in front of him is obviously the best among them.

It's not easy to deal with.

Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows.The last time he encountered such a difficult prey was when he tamed the unicorn beast under his seat.

But wolves are born with a strong desire to conquer. The more difficult the prey is, the more it will arouse the interest of the hunter.

Zhaoyan poked the boy's waist again with the handle of the whip: "Does it hurt?"

Chang Ling pursed the corners of his lips tightly, his dark eyes were still as still as stagnant water.

Zhao Yan was not angry, as if he had anticipated this situation, he played with the "bath of fire", and said slowly: "If you know it hurts, don't talk nonsense. The secret of the Lingbei, I don't want a third person Know."

"If it doesn't hurt—"

The black iron mask was suddenly pressed down, and the wind it brought was like a frost knife:

"I don't mind taking you for a few more laps."

"Until-run and break your waist."

In the last sentence, he is extremely gentle, as light as a whisper, but it has some creepy meaning for no reason.

"Ok?"

"Remember?"

The young wolf emperor continued to breathe warm breath into the ears of his prey.

After a long time, the young man who had been as still as stagnant water finally loosened his teeth. Because he had been hanging upside down on the back of the beast for a long time, he said with some uneven breath: "Remember, remember."

A drop of sweat flowed from the boy's collarbone to his neck.

Zhao Yan stared at it for a moment, then waved his wide sleeve inadvertently, and the unicorn turned into a blue lightning once again, darting into the depths of the night.

**

"Let me tell you two, when you asked our three clans to jointly exterminate the fox clan, you agreed to share the spiritual power of the fox clan. Now you take that little fox away yourself, what does it mean..."

"boom!"

Before Zhuye finished speaking, the bloody long whip came through the air, throwing a ball of snow wrapped in it at the center of the altar.

Then Zhaoyan's cold voice sounded: "I have some personal grievances, I kept you waiting for a long time."

What is the "personal grievance" that Zhaoyan is talking about? Everyone knows very well, and Zhuye also guessed that Zhaoyan took Boyan's blood away, probably because he wanted to torture one or two, so as to vent his revenge for killing his father.But Boyan's bloodline is of great importance, especially when it involves the secret of the spiritual stele. One is afraid that Zhaoyan's attack will miss the point and ruin the big event, and the other is that Zhaoyan has the heart to steal the spiritual power of the fox clan and deliberately interrogates the little boy behind their backs. The fox, that's why he has been complaining with Tanlang and Yunyi anxiously.

Fortunately, Zhaoyan came back in time.

Zhuye instantly beamed with joy, and grinned with big white teeth: "Your Majesty's words are serious, and your Majesty's affairs are the big ones. We should wait as long as we need."

He said compliments, and his eyes never left the snow-colored figure curled up in the center of the altar.Yun Xiao and the old patriarch of the Yu clan also looked over impatiently.

"Tsk, your hands are heavy."

Chayer saw that the snow-colored cloak had a long gap in the middle, apparently injured by something sharp. At this moment, the little fox was wrapped in the cloak and curled up on the ground, motionless, as if breathing in but not out. With blood all over his face, he became more and more convinced that Zhaoyan had just caught him somewhere to vent his personal anger.

The old patriarch of the Yu clan asked worriedly: "Is this... is this person still alive?"

"You'll know if you don't see it." Zhuye walked to the center of the altar, hung the long knife on his waist, squatted down, and was about to take off the hood on Chang Ling's face.

Both Yun Xiao and the old patriarch of the Yu clan stood up and watched nervously.

"Hold on."

Cold and rambunctious tone.

Zhaoyan took off the black iron mask, followed the unicorn to the altar, still playing with the "bath fire" in his hand.He was already tall and heroic, but now he was wearing black armor, a king's sword on his waist, and a flying cloak. He was sitting on the back of the ancient divine beast that was rumored to "shock Kyushu with a howl". The face, like a god coming down to earth, became more and more powerful.

Yun Xiao has long heard that Zhaoyan, the new king of the wolf clan, is a beautiful man with a beautiful appearance and is a well-known handsome man in Xianzhou. Now seeing his true face is a hundred times more handsome and heroic than the rumors, his cheeks suddenly became hot, and he felt a strong feeling of admiration Heart.

I heard that Sirius still lacks a queen. If he can marry him and give birth to a prince in the future, why would the Suzaku clan have no future.Yun Xiao was thinking secretly, and as soon as he turned his beautiful eyes, he couldn't help but cast a glance at him.

However, Zhao Yan didn't even give her a look, and directly drove Qilin to the center of the altar.

Unwillingly, Cha Ye stopped his movements, still holding onto the corner of the hood, and said, "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"I heard that the white fox is so beautiful. Your Majesty will not be fascinated by this little fox, right?"

He said this on purpose to provoke Zhao Yan.After all, this new wolf emperor is famous in Xianzhou for his asceticism and strict self-discipline, not to mention just a little white fox, even if Daji is alive, he will have to obediently show his original shape in front of this person.

This is exactly why Zhuye is afraid of Zhaoyan.

Zhao Yan sat on the back of the beast, staring at Zhuye with eyes hidden in Youhuo.

Zhuye was covered in hair, he loosened his hand holding the edge of the hood unconsciously, and said with his face crossed: "Don't get angry, my lord, I'm joking. Who doesn't know that the old lord died at the hands of Boyan. It wasn't because of the secret of the spiritual stele that I was the first to skin this little fox and make a fur coat for your majesty..."

Zhao Yan raised his whip and stopped him, a smile appeared in his deep eyes: "There is no need for fur."

"Public affairs are the most important thing. It's not worth hurting the friendship between our two races for some old grievances."

"That's right, that's right." Zhuye fell to the ground with his heart hanging, and said with a grin: "I knew that your lord is the most magnanimous!" "It is said that foxes are cunning, but the blood of Boyan must be even more cunning! The most important thing now The only thing I want is to find out the secret of the spiritual stele from this little fox's mouth!"

He couldn't wait to stretch out his hand, grabbed the hood again, and wanted to take off the cloak to see what the rumored Boyan blood was like.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a movement, the bloody long whip flowing with flames struck his face like a poisonous snake, gently and delicately sweeping the snow-colored figure away from his palm.

Zhuye's expression was really ugly: "Your Majesty, what are you—"

"This gentleman is also for the good of the second prince."

Zhaoyan lifted the corners of his eyes, caressed the handle of the whip lazily, and lowered his eyelids slightly: "The most powerful thing in the white fox lineage is not the appearance, but the charm."

"If the second prince accidentally gets stuck in the mud, if there is something good or bad, I won't be able to explain it to my uncle."

Chayer was poked at the center of things, his complexion turned green and pale, and it was ugly for a while.

That's right, he was in a hurry to lift the hood of the little fox, not only for the secret of the monument, but also for a glimpse of the legendary beauty of the white fox.Anyone who is familiar with Chasing the Fields knows that the second prince Chi You is famous for his excesses in sex and beauty, and every time he conquers a place or a city, the first thing he does is not to appease the people, not to arrange for garrison, but to Search for local beauties and put them in the tent to play with.

The reason why Chaye's lust is famous is that he is not only feminine, but also masculine.

The beauty of the white fox family is well-known in Xianzhou, and they have been coveted for a long time. This is the reason why they volunteered to represent Chi You this time.According to Zhuye's temperament, the first thing after capturing Qingqiu was to catch a few white foxes to play with. Unexpectedly, the sky didn't fulfill his wish, and taught him to meet Zhaoyan, his nemesis.

As the commander-in-chief of the alliance of the four races, Zhaoyan clearly stipulated that after entering Qingqiu, the troops of the four races were not allowed to burn, kill, loot, destroy any grass or tree in the city, let alone clash with the local fox clan, otherwise they would be punished by military law.

Zhuye hated Zhaoyan to death because of this matter, but the opponent was powerful and known for being cold-blooded and brutal, Zhuye didn't dare to offend Zhaoyan publicly, so he could only hold back.After finally holding back until today, I saw a young white fox, the son of Boyan, a beautiful man from Xianzhou in the past, and he wanted to take advantage of the interrogation to seek some benefits for himself, but Zhao Yan ruined his dream again!

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