Seeing what happened here, and with Jin Shanyu's warm invitation, Ye Feng and his party set out on their way home to visit the Turkic royal city.
On the way back, the Rakshasa girl lay comfortably on the dragon's back and enjoyed being the master.
Especially when I think that Bai Ze, who was once arrogant, is equivalent to being suppressed by me, I feel even more secretly happy.
Jin Shanyu was indeed a devout believer, following him on horseback like a bodyguard.
After hesitating again and again, he still whispered a reminder: "Rakshasa, forgive me for talking too much. The mount you just conquered is a bit dishonest. How dare you just do the following and question your master?"
"From now on, we must train it well so that it knows who is the king."
Hearing this, the Rakshasa girl laughed so hard: "You are right, you must teach me a lesson when you go back."
"Huh..." When Jiaolong heard this, his whole body tensed up, as if he was going to be in bad luck again.
At the same time, Jiaolong was angry at Jin Shanyu's talkativeness. As he walked, he swung his tail casually and kicked his body, kicking the horse that Jin Shanyu was riding on. Jin Shanyu also fell to the ground. He looked like a dog eating shit.
Soon, the group of people arrived at the former royal city, which was the capital of the Turks.
It's just that the battle between Ye Feng and Bai Ze just now caused the dust to bury the entire city.
As the sandstorm dissipated, the city only sprouted its head.
There is no longer the prosperity and excitement of the past.
The people of the capital city who had just dispersed for refuge were unwilling to abandon their family property, so they came back one after another and began to deal with the aftermath and excavate the matter.
Tornadoes can bury their homes, and they can also use their hands to dig out this royal city from the sand.
Generation after generation of people from the Western Regions have been fighting unyieldingly against natural disasters in such a dangerous environment.
Because a saying from the Central Plains has always been popular here: Man can conquer nature!
"Huh!? They are still alive!?"
At this time, Vivian noticed Ye Feng and his party returning, but she didn't expect their lives to be so hard.
On the way to escape, in order to save their companion Brown, Vivian, Tuoba Chang and the others parted ways.
By chance, they met Jin Shanyu again, so Jin Shanyu sent someone to escort Vivian and others to the vicinity of the royal city, waiting for rescue.
It's a pity that the current royal city has been buried, and the whole city is waiting for rescue. How can there be time to help her save people?
Then, when they came closer, they saw that Chenghuang, who was so powerful just now, was actually being ridden by Ye Feng, which made Vivian even more incredible.
"That monster... was actually surrendered by that Central Plains man? How is that possible!?"
You must know that his men couldn't even catch the monster's move, and now, not only did the monster not kill those Central Plains people, but it actually became the prey of the Central Plains people, which is simply incredible.
How on earth did he do it?
Vivian was puzzled.
"Everyone of you Turkic people!"
At this time, Jin Shanyu returned and announced to everyone excitedly.
"Come and see who I brought back!"
"It's Rakshasa Tian, one of the twelve protector gods!"
Jin Shanyu pointed at the Rakshasa girl and introduced her to the Turkic people, and then said to the Rakshasa girl.
"There is a statue of you in the royal city, but now that the royal city is buried, the statue is also buried underground."
"But we'll see you soon!"
Jin Shanyu has summoned all major tribes throughout the Turks to come to the royal city for support and disaster relief. It won't be long before the royal city can be restored.
Unlike Jin Shanyu's excitement, the Turkic people behaved very coldly.
Because their homes have been destroyed, and they still worship some shitty gods. It doesn’t work at all!
Besides, where was Rakshasa when the sandstorm just came?
Now that the royal city is buried, Rakshasa Heaven has arrived?
Can the Turks give you a good look?
"Hmph, what Rakshasa Heaven! What Twelve Protector Heavenly Lords!?"
"We worshiped these twelve gods in the city, but none of them were willing to protect our royal city!"
"If this is really a Rakshasa, please give us our royal city and our home!"
For a time, the Turks were excited.
In the face of natural disasters, no matter how devout a believer is, he must waver.
There are even more extreme people who even doubt whether the sandstorm that swept across the entire territory just now was caused by the appearance of this Rakshasa Heaven?
Okay - its appearance not only failed to bless everyone, but also buried the home that everyone relied on for their livelihood. If you dig out its sculpture later and smash it on the spot, you will give it face.
"Haha, why don't you convert to our Western Christ Jesus!"
Seeing this, Vivian took the opportunity to start preaching and export a wave of culture.
"What? Can the God of the West restore our city to its original appearance?" the Turks asked curiously.
If you can, change your beliefs on the spot.
