Hongshu stepped forward and took Qingniao's hand. She knew Qingniao's character very well.

If Hongshu didn't speak at this moment, Qingniao would be embarrassed to stay.

No matter what the reason is, she will eventually choose to leave.

"Sweet potato, I... do like him." Qingniao mustered up the courage to admit.

After saying this, Qingniao suddenly felt as if he was particularly relaxed.

A stone that had been pressing on her chest for three years suddenly broke, and her breathing became lighter.

"Look, I knew it!" Hongshu smiled and said, "Stay!"

"But..." Qingniao said, "Lu Zhong, he..."

"I'll help you!" Hongshu held Qingniao's hand and said solemnly.

"In that alley, we lived and died together. You didn't abandon me. How could I abandon you now?"

Beimang. 233

The grassland stretches endlessly, surrounded by a huge and ancient city.

The people living in this country are basically nomads on the grasslands.

The folk customs are strong, brave and good at fighting.

But now, he is controlled by a woman.

Murong is the current Empress Murong.

No one knows her real name, maybe even she herself can't remember it.

At this moment, the moonlight was solemn, shooting towards the city wall from the cold night sky.

On the city wall, stood a woman dressed in red and gorgeous clothes, looking down at the world with an aura that was intimidating.

Just standing there, she made the moonlight in the sky full of murderous intent.

Empress Murong is very beautiful.

It's the kind of beauty that doesn't belong to this world.

Although she is not young anymore, time seems to have never left any trace on her beautiful face.

Beauty comes from time to time, either elegant and beautiful, or charming and charming.

This Empress Murong is very beautiful, with a bit of heroism and a bit of a king's aura.

At the same time, he is graceful and dignified, with a solemn look that makes people awe and dare not look at him.

She has a completely different temperament from the Central Plains women.

Like a beautiful flower blooming in the snow.

The flower stands proudly against the wind and snow in the sky, standing alone.

Behind Empress Murong, a rough and arrogant man stood respectfully. He was wearing the unique clothes of the nomadic people and looked humble.

Even Tuoba Bodhisattva, who is known as the best master in Beimang, is also cautious when facing (cfeh) Empress Murong.

This woman is so beautiful and her aura is too strong.

Just standing behind her, Tuoba Bodhisattva felt difficulty breathing.

"Your Majesty, the spies are here to report. Xu Xiao has gone to Tai'an City, and Xu Fengnian is also imprisoned by Lu Zhong in Snow Moon City.

Tuoba Bodhisattva said, his rough and hoarse voice deliberately kept low.

"I understand." Empress Murong spoke, her voice was smart, ethereal, and unpredictable, and her tone was cold, ruthless, and terrifying.

"Your Majesty... If you want to attack Beiliang, now is the best opportunity." Tuoba Bodhisattva said.

Beimang has been coveting the land of Liyang for a long time. If it were not for the intimidation of Xu Xiao, the king of Northern Liang, they would have launched a large-scale attack.

"The best chance?"

Wind surged on the city wall, and Empress Murong's clothes rippled like waves of blood in the wind.

She chuckled lightly and shouted: "Tuoba Bodhisattva.

"exist!"

Tuoba Bodhisattva was shocked.

"Prepare your troops and horses and set out to conquer Beiliang!"

"Yes!" Tuoba Bodhisattva agreed loudly, then turned and left.

Empress Murong was once again left alone on the city wall.

As she stood there, the tower was as tall as a mountain.

She looked at the north with interest, and said with a half-smile: "Is Xu Fengnian imprisoned? Lu Zhong, you are really getting more and more interesting!"

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