The Melancholy of the National Teacher

on the altar.

The name was only used for a moment, and the surroundings of the altar fell silent. The people under the altar looked at Uren, and Uren also looked at them.Probably because of the high place, Uren can easily recognize the surprise, astonishment, denial, doubt, and obvious malice in countless sights.

When Uren looked in the direction of the malicious eyes, the chill that made people's hair explode disappeared immediately.

The boy thought that this would make him feel better, um, it did feel better. If the pressure on him at this moment is compared to a mountain, the disappearance of the malicious eyes is like the disappearance of the vegetation on the mountain, and the pressure is greatly reduced, but still There was a mountain pressing down on him.

As the people under the altar slowly reacted, the mountain was still gaining weight.

"Who do you say you are? Who are you and whose son?"

"How could Naren Khan have a son?!"

"How could Naren Khan give birth to a son for the dumb Wendu of the He family?!"

"Lie!", "Liar!", "Shameless!"

"Hahahaha boy, your father is me."

All kinds of voices turned into a huge wave, and before Uren could speak, they rushed up to the altar and blocked Uren's mouth, even though Uren had already warned himself not to listen, it was the same.

It is useless to warn yourself not to listen, because what these people say is the same as what he thinks in his heart.That was the reason why he could be shaken so easily.

... Is he really Khan Naren and the son of the owner of the tomb that I went to see today?

He has seen his mother staring at him and sighing many times, and many times when he woke up in the middle of the night, he heard his mother crying softly. At that time, at most, he thought his father was a heartbreaker.He never thought that after going down the mountain, what awaited him was such a "surprise".

The five senses fell into white chaos. Uren knew what he said, but he didn't hear clearly like the people below the altar. He looked around in a panic, and all he could see were the people who opened their mouths like wild animals and showed their canine teeth. ——

——Until a gust of clean wind came suddenly, Xuxu surrounded him.

It was as if a bucket of ice water was poured head-on, refreshing the boy instantly.

Wu Lun raised his head and saw the wind spirit belonging to Da'an Guoshi lingering above his head. This is really a beautiful spirit of heaven and earth. Its light blue long feathers and tail plumes faded in the wind, and its cry seemed to be whistling, as if in the wind. Like chuckling.Uren looked at it, and didn't look down until he regained the feeling of his body.

In the dark night, it was impossible to distinguish the land from the city wall, and the tower could not be seen, but Uren felt the sight of the great witch.

He suddenly calmed down, without any trembling or pause, and spoke.

"Helian Zhao Natu admits my nephew, are you sure you can deny me?"

When Uren said these words, his voice was not loud, but Feng Ling lazily flapped his wings above his head, sending his voice far away.

The young man's choice was correct, and the name of Helian Zhao Natu made the altar quiet again.Ulun looked at these people, and suddenly stretched out his hand to point to the crowd, pointing to a big man with a rosacea, "Who did you just say is your son?"

The big man who was pulled out from the crowd opened his mouth, squatted down suddenly, and submerged himself in the sea of ​​people.Wu Lun didn't care about him, he just found a random topic to delay the time, so that he could remember the words Le Sheng said to him before going on stage.The boy tried his best to widen his eyes, glanced around with fierce eyes as much as he could, and finally remembered what he said.

"Yunping... on the wall of Ulunzhu of Colorful Clouds, there is still the white eagle flag of my Helian family hanging on the wall, and the Helian family still has the final say in this city!" The young man roared, "Now , everyone go back to their tents, I will pardon your crimes before the Winter Festival celebration is over!"

Many people were moved, but many more questioned.

"You do look a lot like Commander He, but Helianzhao Natu is not here. How do you prove that you have Helian's blood?"

Uren raised his forehead hair, revealing to these people the shining gold medal of the sun.Many people under the altar have seen Helian Naren preside over the winter festival. The female khan has always tied her forehead hair, revealing a smooth forehead and a concentric circle shooting flames and sharp blades in eight directions. , the coat of arms will shine brightly in the dark night, flickering like a golden flame.

It was exactly the same as the boy's forehead at the moment.

"Where's the monster?" someone asked at last.

"There are no monsters," said Uren. "As long as you return to your tents, you are safe."

The faint shadow of the monster in the darkness had indeed disappeared. People retreated. At first, only a mother took her son away, and then more people retreated. Uren stood under the altar to watch them enter the path, knowing the most difficult One level has passed, and he couldn't help but quietly let out the pent-up air in his chest.

It was at this moment that several points of cold light came.

Feng Ling blew the hidden weapon away, and Le Sheng, who had been waiting all this time, rushed out. He stunned the person who used the hidden weapon with the scabbard and the person who was stirring up emotions below, and was about to tie up these people with a rope and take them away. But suddenly felt a pain in the buttocks.

Le Sheng, who turned his head, saw Wu Lun with his mouth wide open, and lowered his head, he saw the hidden poisonous needle blown away by the wind spirit on his buttocks.

...Your grandma's mother, Le Xing thought inelegantly.

Then he fainted as gracefully as he could.

Once again, the unlucky Le Sheng couldn't attract Helian Yu's attention. The big witch stood on the tower, with both hands supporting the jagged stone wall like wolf teeth, leaning forward, trying to make himself see further.The howling north wind pulled his long hair out of the headband, and the hem and sleeves of the large robe fluttered together. The vast darkness spread out in front of him, and Helian Yu who squinted his eyes could only faintly See the black line on the horizon.

So the big witch broke off the flag on the city wall, stared at the white eagle on the black silk that was about to fly, took a breath, cut the tip of his index finger with a dagger, and pressed the blood on the white eagle on both eyes.With a pair of blood-red eyes, the white eagle almost jumped out of the black silk, Helian Yu raised his hand and threw the flag into the wind, and then threw a small fireball at the flag.

The entire flag was on fire at once, the sound of flapping wings in the flames was so distinct, the white eagle uttered a high and sharp cry, and flew happily towards the horizon.Helian Yu closed his eyes and shared his vision with it. Soon, he saw the army flowing like water and the army's flag.

The army coming to Yunping City used the lake blue flag as the base, and painted black wolves howling with their mouths wide open, hunting down the crotch of the soldiers under the flag, riding not horses, but black-backed and white-bellied wolves on the flag. giant wolf.

Helian Yu saw the leader of the army, a tall man riding on the only white wolf, howling like a wolf, and the soldiers and the wolves howled along with them. In terms of sound, these men and their crotches The mounts are not much different.

The big witch stared at the leader for a long time, carefully scrutinized his facial features similar to Zhulan, and then looked away after a while.

Well, they are indeed from the Black Wolf tribe.

Immediately afterwards, the big witch began to search for where the emperor was.

The people of the Black Wolf Tribe are also searching for where the emperor is.

The leader, Tumen Baoyin, has received the news that the plan in Yunping City is not as smooth as expected. No matter how much he urges the carrier pigeon, the little gray beast refuses to look for Zhulan. There is something wrong with Tumen Baoyin. hunch, but the only thing he can do is...

"Victory!" he shouted, raising his saber.

"Victory! Victory! Victory!" The soldiers shouted three times in unison.

A few miles away, Le Dao picked out his ears and commented: "These puppies are really noisy."

No one dared to answer his words, so Le Dao, who was dressed in military uniform and ready to go, raised his head and looked up at the sky a little bored. Beside him was General Zuochuan, Uncle Zhongwu of Da'an, and Lou Ming, commander of the Wind Lion Army, one of the three armies of Da'an.General Lou raised his head together with him, and searched carefully around the black velvet-like night sky, but he couldn't find where His Majesty the Emperor was looking.

He lowered his head to look at His Majesty the Emperor suspiciously, only to find that Le Dao was facing the sky, raising a strange, inexplicable, especially handsome smile, as if there was a beautiful lady posing in the sky.

General Lou Ming's mouth twitched.

On the other side, Helian Yu on the tower suddenly opened his eyes, cutting off the vision shared with the white eagle.He covered his face, feeling the scalding heat from the skin under his hands that even the cold wind could not take away, he didn't know whether to scold Le Dao or himself.

But... um... It's true that he hasn't seen Le Dao's heroic appearance on the battlefield for a long time.

Even though he knew that there was no one around, Helian Yu still carefully looked around before continuing to close his eyes.

The vision of the white eagle soaring through the sky brought him back to the battlefield.

Below the white eagle, Le Dao turned on his horse with a very handsome movement, behind him was a crowd of people, the emperor put on his helmet, clapped his hands, and said to his brothers: "I won't say much, let's do this in the past It's been many times, and this time is the same... crush them!"

After finishing speaking, he flicked the rein, and the tall black horse snorted and turned around. The four hooves first trotted, then accelerated, and turned into a gallop in a few breaths.

The red tassels on the helmet and the black outer and inner red cloak flutter in the wind together. With the emperor as the blade, the famous Wind Lion Army in Sanlu started their journey again.

The people of the Black Wolf tribe also found them.

But they didn't think it was Da'an's army. Someone in the Da'an court had agreed to Tumen Baoyin, and Zuochuanguan's military orders would definitely be delayed. It is impossible to rush to the grasslands of Qinglu and fight them to the death.

And they vaguely saw the appearance of the person opposite, that kind of hairy shadow did not think it, it could only be a monster transformed from a person who took the secret medicine.

"Princess Zhulan has conquered Cloud Screen City? Did she let these monsters come to welcome us?"

Someone guessed on the wolf's back.

"No," Tumen Baoyin told them to back off with gestures, "call the witch to come over and disperse the dark clouds."

The dark clouds were dispelled, and the starlight illuminated the people on the opposite side. Tumen Baoyin saw that in front of the monsters, the only one who looked like a man opened his mouth and smiled grimly at him. The "monsters" behind him moved in unison and tore off Let them disguise themselves as monsters, pasting on cloaks of various feathers and fur, revealing the lion's arms on their armor.

The archers at the front yelled, and the first round of arrow rain had already fallen.

"Long live Da'an—"