Chu Yu looked at the white shadow in the distance with a steady look, and saw him looking up. He separated the crowds of people and seemed to have thousands of mountains and rivers, but he could always see each other at first sight among millions of people.

Even if I can't see the other person's face and eyes clearly, I clearly know that I saw you and you saw me.

Chu Yu's heart was beating violently, and he could hardly control himself and wanted to run over, but the next moment, the white shadow turned around quietly and was surrounded by people and walked in another direction.

The unattached action seemed to be like a basin of cold water splashing down on his head with a "scroll".

Chu Yu looked at his back and felt a sense of coldness. He fell into an ice cave like a cold day. The tears in his eyes were also stiff in his beautiful eyes.

Huo Sanniang looked at her with a wrong look, and she was as stiff as a wooden stone. She immediately followed her gaze and looked into the distance, but saw nothing except the cheerful crowd. She frowned and looked at Chu Yu: "What's wrong?!"

Chu Yu was silent for a while before whispering: "I seem to see the Third Master."

"See... Master Third?!" Huo Sanniang almost wanted to scream, but she held it back the next moment.

She stood on tiptoe and looked in the direction Chu Yu looked at again for a while, but still saw nothing, and couldn't help but wonder: "Are you reading it wrong, Xiaoyu?"

Chu Yu closed his eyes and murmured to himself: "I hope I read it wrong. He was not him who clearly saw me but turned a blind eye to me."

Listening to the bitterness in her voice, Huo Sanniang felt sad and raised her hand to gently hold her wrist: "If you hadn't read it wrong, maybe it was because of the third master's unscrupulous difficulties."

Chu Yu paused and forced a smile: "Well, tell everyone the news first, let everyone rest assured and not attract other people's attention."

They broke into pieces and now they all followed Hatsumore, disguised themselves as Hejin, just to lurk in order to hide and wait for the Right King, the Northern King of Hejin, to come to the tent to participate in the Great Sacrifice of the God of Eternal Life.

Now the Great Sacrifice of the God of Eternal Life is about to begin, and no trouble can occur at this time.

"Yes!" Huo Sanniang nodded. Although she was still a little worried about Chu Yu, she saw that although her expression was a little pale, she returned to her normal calm appearance, so she turned around and left.

Chu Yu watched Huo Sanniang leave, then turned to look at the water, but his heart couldn't help but hang up.

What kind of character Qin Sheng is? She knows very well how capable are in the people and things that can make him "unable"?

Chu Yu's heart was deep, and he lowered his head and kicked the stone by the lake. He watched the stone jump and jumped a few times and fell into the water. The sound of water was gurgling. Chu Yu squatted down again and poured the water on his face. The soaked lake water swept across his skin, and then he felt a little calmer.

No matter what, since you know that people are in the Hegins' tent, everything will be easy.

At least, after searching for so long, I finally realized that he was safe and sound.

Chu Yu looked at the water waves by the lake rippled under the sun, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"It seems that Xiao Tang, you are in a good mood. Do you want to go to the tent with me?" A magnetic voice sounded not far from her.

Chu Yu paused slightly, wiped his face, and looked at the tall figure walking towards her.

The visitor was wearing a robe with a buckle of a buckle with arrow sleeves and a knee-length flowing cloud satin in fox fur edges, and a long light chestnut hair was tied into a long braid behind his head. A gem with a string of geese feathers was plastered across his forehead. The inlaid diamonds shone brightly in the sun, making his silver-gray sharp eyes look like they can reflect.

The high nose and deep eyes, the facial features of the sword and axe are burnt into a light honey color on the skin, which makes the man look very handsome and cool, and has a wild and domineering beauty.

Even Chu Yu was used to Qin Sheng's inhuman beauty and Qi Yao's different male style, so he had to secretly praise him for his good looks.

She compared her chin and hesitated a little: "Your Highness, the King of Southern... Why... I almost couldn't recognize it in a blink of an eye."

Seeing her appearance, Falcon Moore also touched his smooth chin and grinned embarrassedly: "I'm not used to it. Actually, I'm too lazy to shave my beard. But since I'm at the tent, I'm going to participate in the Great Festival of the God of Eternal Life soon, so I'd better clean it up."

Not only Chu Yu was looking at him, but he also held the appearance of the "teenager" by the water in his eyes. Even though the other party's eyes were as beautiful as black pearls, there was a kind of alienation that was thousands of miles away. But at that moment, the smile that the "teenager" showed when he looked at the water surface was hidden indescribable coldness and loneliness. His slender figure reflected on the lake surface, looking extremely thin.

He knew that Xiao Tang would only reveal his true annoyance and tenderness when he mentioned his wife, but it made him feel a little suffocated.

Chu Yu smiled, but praised him without hesitation: "Your Highness is a dragon and phoenix among people. Why should such a dragon-shaped appearance beneath his beard?"

Falcon Moore's silver eyes lit up: "Xiao Tang thinks this king looks good now?"

Chu Yu nodded with a smile, without any hypocrisy or flattery, which made Falcon Moore's heart even more and more: "Okay, I will not have beards in the future."

He touched his chin with satisfaction, then looked at Chu Yu and said, "How about it, let's go to the tent with me?"

Chu Yu had just heard the news. When he heard Hayao Moore's words, a faint light flashed in his eyes: "But is the Right Xian King coming down?"

The corner of Falcon Moore's lips curled a sarcastic smile: "Yes, Falcon Qinning has arrived, can we go and greet each other?"

Chu Yu stood up, his eyes slightly darkened, and he smiled slightly: "Okay."

When the Youxian King arrived, Qin Sheng also appeared. Is this a coincidence?

Oh……

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Before the tent

When Falcon Moore led the men to the tent.

A carriage covered with gems but decorated with various strange skeletons and feathers hugged and slowly stopped in front of the tent, and a figure in a brocade robe slowly stepped down from the carriage.

As soon as he walked out of the carriage, it made people feel that the air was suffocating, and the May sunlight seemed a little cold and thin.

The long light golden hair was lazily strung with gems and woven into loose braids. It fell behind him. A string of rubies carved into skeletons hung in his ears. It looked gloomy and ghostly, and on a slightly thin white face, he had a pair of strange-colored gold and silver demon eyes that made people feel uncomfortable just by looking at it.

But it is impossible to admit that this right wise king is surrounded by a kind of evil beauty.

What surprised Chu Yu the most was that although the temperament of the Right Xian King and the Zuo Xian King were completely different, and they looked like two people at first glance, they had almost the same faces. The face of the Right Xian King, Jun Qinning, looked thin and gloomy, while the Zuo Xian King, looked like the typical overlord on the grassland.

Chu Yu subconsciously looked at Falcon Moore, who was standing one step ahead on her right, and had a strange guess in his heart...

"Ah, my dear twin brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's really nostalgic." Jun Qinning looked at Jun Moore leading the man over, showing a pleasant smile, his voice hoarse and confusing.

When Chu Yu heard this, his eyes twitched and he was quite surprised. Then he remembered that the legendary Kings of the Hejin people seemed to be brothers, but at that time she just thought that there were blood ties between the royal family. She didn't think much about it, but she didn't expect that they were not only blood ties.

And they are really... twin brothers?!

Falcon Moore stared at the visitor, ignored the other party's outstretched hand, and a cold smile appeared on his face: "Your Highness the Witch King did not burn me to death at the foot of Helan Mountain. I probably feel very regretful. Why don't you use your magical witchcraft to curse me?"

Jun Qinning raised his eyebrows, smiled unrestrainedly and gloomy: "A Han thief siege at the foot of Helan Mountain sneaked into the rebellion. I am just a round-up of traitors. What's wrong? My dear brother admits that you colluded with Han people to make bad plans?"

"presumptuous!"

"Come and let your mother fart!"

After a blunt confrontation, the face was almost broken, and the troops on both sides were instantly tense, and they drew out their long swords, and the atmosphere was tense.

Chu Yu listened on the side and sighed in his heart that it was indeed a man who was trapped on the grassland. Even if it was a royal family, they would tear each other apart, and they would start chopping them up at any time. They were not like the Central Plains royal family. They wanted to fuck your ancestors for eighteen generations. Even the local dogs in the other party had to be made into braised dog meat, but their faces were still smiling, and they were full of hypocrisy.

At this time, the hanging curtain of the king's tent suddenly opened, and a figure of a graceful woman surrounded by maids came out. The beautiful woman had a thin white face and a straight nose. She had a pair of gray and blue cold eyes, like the beautiful gray and blue sky when the sunlight fell in the sky. She faintly swept over the tense crowd in front of her: "Do you plan to fight before the God of Eternal Life to defile the gods? If I remember correctly, the King of Northern, that is, our Right King or the Great Witch King, have you forgotten this rule?"

The God of Eternal Life will not be able to see blood for several days before and after the sacrifice of the God of Eternal Life. Seeing blood will be a humiliating god and will be attacked by various tribes.

Xia Qinning looked at the beauty who came out of the tent, and the golden and silver demon eyes narrowed slightly, smiled and raised his hand, indicating that everyone would take back the sword in their hands.

"Xu Xu, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you are becoming more and more beautiful." He spoke out words of praise in a hoarse voice, listening to extremely sincere.

Xu Xu glanced at him, but his expression was a little complicated. He just lowered his eyes calmly, nodded at him, smiled slightly at Hayao Moore, turned around and returned to the tent.

Han Moore hugged his chest and looked at Han Qinning, who was coldly treated by the eldest princess, sarcastically: "Haha, do you really think everyone can't see your falsehood?"

After saying that, without waiting for Fulkinning to reply, he turned around and led his men away in a casual manner.

Jun Qinning stopped him and met the guards in front of him. His pair of demonic eyes fell on Chu Yu's slender back and pulled the corners of his lips.

Chu Yu seemed to feel someone looking at him behind him, and suddenly turned his head and looked at him indifferently. There was no trace of fear in his bright eyes, but only You Leng and ridicule.

Jun Qinning chuckled with huskyness: "Haha..."

...

It's night

"Are you really sure that the Third Master is really here?" Shui Yao pulled his clothes with an unhappy face and awkwardly. He looked charming. At this moment, he deliberately wore a woman's clothes and hid next to a small tent not far from a big tent.

The big tent was filled with indulgence and music, and the leaders of various tribes gathered in it.

Chu Yu had a gloomy eyes in his black jade eyes, and he snorted softly: "If you don't believe it, you can't come."

"But why don't you call Sanniang or..." Shui Yao said unconvincedly. After thinking about it, he still couldn't continue talking.

"Because everyone knows that they are women, and I don't know that you are not even as sexy as women." Chu Yu stared at the front, feeling gloomy and had no interest in dealing with him.

"You..." Shui Yao raised the corners of his enchanting eyes and wanted to get angry, but Chu Yu covered his mouth. While the person was not paying attention, he dragged it towards Jun Qinning's tent: "Go!"

...

The lights swayed in the tent.

A figure lazily leaned against the soft pillow, talking to the man in white sitting in front of him with a smile.

"Bai, your men are really interesting. They are not old and have a lot of courage. You said I cut off the frivolous boy's head or let the horse tear his body apart. But he has a pair of beautiful and charming eyes that are no less than you. It would be great if it was dug out and soaked in the potion, wouldn't it?"

The man in white lowered his eyes and was holding a bowl to his lips. He suddenly raised his eyes and curled the corners of his lower lips slightly at him. His smile was cold and confusing. His eyes, which had always been mysterious, suddenly seemed to be stained with a confusing smile, which made Falcon Qinning unable to help but want to lean over.

But unexpectedly, Bai suddenly raised his hand, and the medicine bowl in his hand hit his head with a "bang" and the medicine flowed wildly, and the medicine flowed across the face.

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