The south is Hongye, the north is Xiaojun, the man is not a man, and the liver and courage are both Kunlun!

I don’t know who deliberately circulated this sentence, so people compared two strange women I had never seen before.

Few people outside have seen Hongye and Chen Xiaojun, but it does not prevent them from depicting the beautiful and charming genius with their own thoughts.

But the two are similar in age, so there has always been comparisons.

The wars in southern Xinjiang continued, with red leaves staining their clothes with blood, and slaughtering 30,000 vast prisoners.

When the hunting country in the northern border invaded the territory, Chen Xiaojun waved the stern and fire attacked the corpse of a hundred miles.

Red Leaf stepped on the ninth rank, fought against the ninth rank and two generals of the ninth rank, and killed two heads to comfort the heroes in southern Xinjiang. For a moment, he had an unparalleled prestige.

Chen Xiaojun killed the deputy general of the hunting country with three swords, took his head among the thousands of troops, returned safely, and his head hung on the extremely cold city, scaring away thousands of troops.

I will appear after you sing. You are so dazzling and I am incomparable.

In the dark, there seemed to be an inexplicable battle between Hongye and Shen Xiaojun.

In fact, whether it is outside, southern border or northern border, many soldiers are also interested in the battle between Hongye and Shen Xiaojun.

There is no other reason, it’s just a man’s true nature.

There are hundreds of generals in the dragon and seven female generals.

Although the two old ladies have a reputation as generals, they have passed their peak period and enjoy their old age in the capital, only caring about family affairs and not state affairs.

Among the remaining five generals, the Imperial Guard was tall and big, with a rough and fierce face that was comparable to a man. Naturally, no one could be interested.

Then the two of them were slightly inferior in appearance and had ordinary appearances, and many people had seen them.

Only Hongye and Shen Xiaojun are famous all over the world, and are brainwashed over and over again with all kinds of beautiful adjectives. In addition, they are almost never appearing outside, which is very mysterious, which naturally makes people more curious.

In the camp tent, Chen Xiaojun heard Hongye say something on purpose, and a ray of sperm flashed in his eyes, as if he was eager to try.

But soon, she curled her lips: "The one I want to compete with is the King of Southern, but not your Hongye."

Chen Xiaojun got up and rode a snow boat away.

If she faces the challenge, no matter how she wins or loses, she will be out of control and plan and will be truly dominated by Hongye.

When Shen Xiaojun left the last camp and headed to the Northern Prince's Mansion, the twin deputy commanders of the Xuanwu Army shook their heads and said, "Sorry, Mr. Chen is in the Prince's Mansion. If you want to compete with my Prince Chen, General Hongye, you have to go to the Prince's Mansion."

"What you mean is that you have to win you before you can go to the royal palace?" Hongye's eyes became even colder.

"My brothers just want to compete with General Hongye, and there is no other intention."

"you……"

"Okay."

Hongye was about to face the challenge, but Xu Yi spoke lightly, looked at the two deputy commanders of the Xuanwu Army, and said, "Do you know who I am?"

The two looked at each other and knew very well.

This young man is the leader of the hundred generals of the Tianlong and the king of southern Xinjiang who is called Mutian War God.

But even though they know, they cannot admit it, otherwise it would be blasphemy of the Southern King, and no one can afford this sin.

So I could only bite the bullet and say, "I don't know."

Xu Yi smiled still: "Okay, don't waste time. You two join forces to block my move. General Hongye and I will turn around and leave the northern border. We will never take a step in our lifetime."

The atmosphere became solemn and dull under this sentence.

Everyone could hear that there was a hint of anger hidden under the plain words.

The king of southern Xinjiang is not a soft persimmon that everyone can knead?

He knew that these soldiers were just following orders, but it did not mean that the majesty of the Southern King could be violated at will.

Chen Xiaojun’s five passes and six generals are a provocation to the majesty of the Southern King.

Xu Yi is in a high position and can have a broad mind and not have the same knowledge as them.

But if you continue to get entangled, you have to pay the price.

This price may be very heavy.

The deputy commander of the twins of Xuanwu Army fell silent.

From their faces, it can be seen that the emotions are very complicated.

It contains awe, excitement, and even more nervousness, tension and eagerness to try.

Fight against the King of Southern?

The name of Mutian's God of War is not groundless.

There are less than eighteen generals from the Tianlong Kingdom, who can be awarded the God of War.

Even women like Hongye and Chen Xiaojun are not qualified to be the God of War!

Will they be opponents of the Southern King? Don't joke.

Even if the Southern King only uses one move, even if they are good at defense, they are said to be invincible in front of the master.

No confidence at all!

silence.

A long silence.

Xu Yi was not anxious or impatient, and let the other party think carefully, but he still didn't answer.

On the other side, Chen Xiaojun was heading towards the Northern Palace. On the way, he saw three large snowmobile with five-clawed golden dragons being rushing towards him.

Chen Xiaojun couldn't help but be stunned.

The large snowmobile stopped in front of Shen Xiaojun, the curtains of the car window rose, and a face that was not angry and powerful appeared in front of her.

"Dad." Chen Xiaojun shouted with a smile.

This person is the first king of the Tianlong, the Northern King of the Tianlong, who has never left the northern border since he was appointed as the king, the Northern King of the Tianlong, and Chen Zhuo!

He looked middle-aged, wearing the God of War attire of the Lord, and his calm and deep eyes were filled with a domineering aura that looked down on the world.

Chen Xiaojun, who calls himself Mr. Chen, is the only daughter of Chen Zhuo, the King of Northern Heaven!

"Nothing!"

Chen Zhuo spoke and shouted lightly: "Why don't you welcome the Southern King with me?"

"Dad, how can he be qualified to let you go to the camp post to greet you in person when you see you? Today's lord wants to..."

"shut up!"

Chen Zhuo was slightly angry: "You are arrogant and arrogant, but he is the King of Southern King after all, the leader of the hundreds of generals, and the King of Southern Xinjiang. Are you talking about it? If I go to Southern Xinjiang one day and receive such treatment, what do you think?"

Chen Xiaojun pouted, knowing that he was inappropriate, and whispered: "Isn't this not asking him to tell him about his identity..."

"That's because the King of Southern is too lazy to care about you. How can he provoke the dignity of the king again and again? Forget it, you go back first and prepare the drinks. I'll pick up the King of Southern and accompany you later."

As he said that, Chen Zhuo pulled down the curtain, and the king gave the Golden Dragon Cart, galloping quickly towards the Fourth Battalion sentry.

During the camp, the twin deputy commander of the Xuanwu Army still had no idea.

The consequences of fighting against the King of Southern is unpredictable.

They were not afraid of accidents, but were afraid that they would be vulnerable to the hands of the King of Southern to lose the Xuanwu Army and the face of the Northern Territory!

"Have you thought about it? Is the Xuanwu Army so weak?" Hongye mocked.

The two of them turned red and they were furious, and they were about to agree.

Crunch!

Suddenly, the gate of the camp sentry on the other side opened, and a large snowmobile engraved with the five-clawed golden dragon appeared in front of you.

"Golden Dragon Car!" The twin deputy commander was shocked.

Then, all the soldiers from the north in the camp knelt on one knee, shouting and tsunami: "See my king!"

The sound was like thunder, trembling everywhere.

Xu Yi looked at the Golden Dragon Car, and a splendor bloomed in his eyes.

The Golden Dragon Car stopped, the door opened, and Beiwang Chen Zhuo got out of the car.

The next moment, his calm eyes faced Xu Yi's eyes.

One north and one south, one old and one new, two generations of kings, first met.
Chapter completed!