Chapter 1189: 1189
Xuanyuanche took his own life as a bet and won the game. He has lost the game by neglecting.
And the price of losing this game is that heaven can sit on the wall and watch, while his arrogant cloud will fall into a hot water.
Slowly raised his head, Dugu Ye's eyes flashed a look that no one knew.
One step, lose everything.
In Ryukyu's place, he arrived a step late and was robbed by xuanyuanche. Now he lost another move and was placed in such a place.
Xuanyuanche, xuanyuanche.
Eyes, cold up, fingers slowly clenched.
The paper, squeezed by the powerful internal force, becomes fragments floating down, falling into the white jade ground.
Around the proud cloud heavy officials see this, can't help but look at one eye, eyes Qi Qi flashed at a loss.
What does that mean?
Looking at the debris falling coldly, Dugu night saw a cold killing in his eyes.
"Come on..."
The cold voice resounded in the night and spread from the Royal Palace of Aoyun.
It's not so easy to be a spectator in the world.
Summer, like flying past, soon entered the end of summer.
Compared with the Aoyun and Xuesheng countries in the Central Plains, the sky is still standing still.
On the grassland, xuanyuanche and Liuyue are fighting happily together.
Although the end of summer.
But it's hotter than in midsummer.
The red sun shining on the top of the head, giving a feeling of drying.
Under the city, the two sides hold each other.
From the border of the eastern Xiongnu and the northern mu, all the way to the hinterland of Xiongnu, the lush grassland outside Shengjing, the King City.
As long as the iron hooves of the northern herdsmen pass the lush grassland, the royal city of Shengjing in front of the Huns will fall into the control of the northern herdsmen.
Whether the Xiongnu perished or rose depends on the final battle of the lush grassland.