Yan Qixiao looked at Moss who was screaming: "What are you shouting for? It's too scary to cry like a ghost or a wolf."
"I just said that you are ugly. Isn't this just a truth? You said that as a Turkic Khan, you don't listen to the truth. Do you have to listen to lies? No wonder you are unpopular and can't govern the Turks well."
"Look at me, why can Dahua rise? Because I like to hear the truth. For example, if they talk about being handsome, I like to hear it. This is the truth, why don't I like to hear it?"
Yan Qi smiled and shouted to everyone: "Brothers, am I handsome?"
"handsome!"
Six hundred thousand people spoke in unison, and the sound shook the sky.
Yan Qi laughed loudly and pointed at Moss: "Listen, everyone likes to tell the truth, and I also like to hear the truth. Everyone says I am handsome, so I will admit it. Being handsome is not guilty, so what can't I admit? "
"Look at you again. When I said you were ugly, that was also true. How could you not be happy? If you don't believe me, let me ask everyone."
Yan Qi pulled his neck and shouted: "Is Moss ugly?"
"ugly!"
Everyone said in unison, and the same voice shook the sky.
Yan Qixiao looked at Moss, whose face was purple and blue from holding back: "Look, take a good look. Everyone's eyes are sharp. How could 600,000 people lie? It seems that you are really ugly. Really. It can’t be fake, it shows that you are indeed ugly, a very standard kind of ugliness.”
Moss was furious: "Yan Qi, you kid is playing with me."
Yan Qi burst into laughter: "Why are you playing with you? You are so ugly and it is not fun. However, my 600,000-strong army says you are ugly, but you don't seem to agree. Well, let me ask in another way."
Yan Qi looked at the Turkic soldiers on the wall of the royal court. He used his internal strength to the fullest and roared with the lion's roar: "Isn't Moss ugly?"
This shout can be described as a profound internal skill.
Sound waves have high frequency, high vibration, and high propagation.
The birds in the sky were shaken by the high-frequency sound waves and fell to the ground.
The soldiers on the top of the city were all so shocked that they were dizzy, nauseous and vomiting, and their eyes were dim.
He was so shocked that he almost fell off, who could answer Yan Qi?
There was silence.
Yan Qi looked at Moss with a smile: "Look, not one of your hundreds of thousands of people responded. What is this called? This is called acquiescence. Moss, it seems that not only my people think you are ugly, but also your soldiers, I think you’re ugly too.”
"So, don't worry about the fact that you are ugly, because you are really ugly. This is a fact. Why should you be angry? After all, this is what your parents gave you, and it is not your decision. Do you still want to Can you dig your parents out of their graves and whip their corpses?"
Moss was so angry.
He was so angry that he couldn't speak. His eyes were like copper bells, blood red, staring at Yan Qi, as if he wanted to tear Yan Qi alive.
Yan Qi smiled playfully: "This will make you even uglier. It can be said that you are extremely ugly."
Moss was furious.
No one in the city's civil and military circles dared to describe him as ugly. If he heard about it, he would definitely massacre the whole family.
However, facing Yan Qi's ridicule, he was helpless.
It’s so heartbreaking.
Moss grinned: "Yan Qi, don't be crazy, you are dead, so what if you come to the city with troops? The Turkic high priest Mulihe will definitely kill you, you won't live long, hahaha."
Yan Qi laughed loudly: "You mean Muli River?"
"That's right, it's the high priest of Mulihe."
Moss has high hopes for the Muli River.
He knew that Mulihe was the best in the world.
When people describe a master, it's like picking leaves and hurting people.
Mulihe doesn't need to pick leaves to hurt people at all. When the internal energy is activated, the opponent will die with just a flick of his fingertips.
Quite powerful.
As long as Mulihe comes out, Yan Qi will definitely die.
Moss believes that the reason why Yan Qi is still alive is only because Mulihe has not found him yet, or he has found a fork in the road.
As long as Mulihe returns to the royal court, Yan Qi will be dead.
Moss pointed at Yan Qi angrily: "Yan Qi, Yan Qi, there is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell and you just come in. You dare to come to such an important place as Wangting. It seems that you are really tired of living."
"I'm telling you, maybe tonight, the high priest of Mulihe will return to the royal court and chop you into pieces."
Yan Qi couldn't help but laugh: "No, no, what you said is wrong."
Moss roared: "What's wrong?"
Yan Qidao: "First, Mulihe has returned to the royal court, so why is it necessary to stay at night?"
"Secondly, Mulihe can't chop me into pieces."
"What did you say?"
Moss was confused: "Did you know that Mulihe has returned to the royal court?"
Yan Qi nodded seriously: "I understand."
Moss bared his teeth and was puzzled: "You knew that Mulihe would return to the royal court, but you still didn't escape?"
Yan Qi shrugged: "Mulihe returns to the royal court, I want to escape? Why? Why is this? Can you give me a lame reason?"
Moss snorted angrily: "Didn't I say that? Don't you understand? Murihe will kill you as easily as squeezing an ant to death."
Yan Qi laughed loudly: "Didn't I tell you before that I am not afraid of Muli He? If I want to kill Muli He, it will be as easy as squeezing an ant to death."
"Hahahaha, chattering..."
Moss cracked his neck and laughed: "That's the funniest joke I've ever heard."
Yan Qi shook his head and sighed: "Why doesn't anyone believe me when I tell the truth?"
Moss laughed enough and pointed at Yan Qi angrily: "You said it was easy for you to kill the high priest of Mulihe? How do you prove it? Can you prove it? If you can prove it, it means you are telling the truth. Otherwise, you It’s just bragging.”
Yan Qi blinked proudly: "I can really prove that killing Mulihe is easy."
Moss jumped to his feet and shouted: "Okay, you prove it! You prove it to me now! I want to see how you lie and how embarrassing you are."
Yan Qi pouted: "Okay, you forced me, but don't blame me for scaring you."
He snapped his fingers to the tiger's head: "Come on, load the goods."
Hutou stood up and took out a small box.
Yan Qi pointed to the top of the city wall: "Ugly Man Moss, and you fools who are helping the tyrants to harm others, take a good look at what is in this box."
All the soldiers on the city head stared at the box.
Moss also looked over nervously.
Hu Tou slowly opened the box.
Moss was anxious: "What is in the box? What is it?"
The tiger's head jerked and the box opened completely.
Inside was a bloody human head.
The heads of Muli River!
"Ah! It's the head of the high priest."
"The head of the high priest of Mulihe turned out to be the head of the high priest of Mulihe. The high priest is dead, the high priest is really dead."
"How is it possible? The high priest is invincible, the high priest is incomparable, the high priest is like a god. How could he die? How could he die?"
…
The soldiers on the top of the city were shocked and shocked, almost going crazy.
Moss looked at the head of Mulihe, his expression dull, and he was dumbfounded.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! How could the high priest of Mulihe die? It's absolutely impossible..."
