An Jiu felt that he might really have no brain.
An Jiu was shocked, sighed and looked at An Ten.
They have already shown it, so it’s time for him to show it, right?
"Xiao Shi, let me drive."
An Shi's eyes lit up, and he handed the reins to An Jiu with a grateful look on his face.
"Brother Ninth, you are so good!"
After saying this, An Ten jumped out of the carriage with An Wu, performed Qing Kung Fu twice and disappeared.
An Jiu: Huh? ? ?
"master?"
"Just a small mission, let's go visit the Mongolian people."
Qi Yuan's words came from the carriage and fell on An Jiu's ears.
Dark Nine: Dark Ten is back!
Why is he rushing to drive? He even wants to go on missions and cause trouble with An Wu!
An Jiu didn't speak, so he clearly heard Qi Yuan's chuckle in the carriage.
Even more upset.
An Jiu, who was heartbroken, could only accept his fate and drive towards the Western Region.
The Anwu duo divided into two groups and began to create the "Destiny".
There are books in the belly of the fish, mottos from the fox fairy, huge rocks in the water...
All kinds of secrets appear all over Daxuan in every possible way.
The rumors of "Destiny's Children" are even more prevalent in places where refugees gather.
All the wonders and secrets reveal only one thing.
"The crape myrtle descends from the sky in the morning, carrying seventy-two stars to teach high-yielding grains, build magical weapons, and bring peace to the troubled times."
This statement was circulated among people all over the country, but it did not cause any big commotion in a small scope.
Many people just take it as a lie.
However, in troubled times, such prophecies are nothing more than a glimmer of light in the darkness for ordinary people who believe in ghosts and gods.
Everyone placed their hopes on this Ziwei star who was born in the early morning, but they also had a tacit agreement not to say anything for fear of causing trouble.
The actions of An Wu and the others only planted a spark of fire in the hearts of all Daxuan people.
Although even An Wu found such a prediction to be exaggerated and magical, it was obvious that the people were willing to put their hope in the gods.
The prophecies spread by the Dark Five are just the beginning of their mission. Their more important mission is to guide the prophecies to become a "secret" that is well known to the people but will not be announced to the public.
High-ranking missionaries often underestimate the power of "ignorant" people.
Grabbing territory?
The situation is too small, young workers.
Taking a longer view, where in the world is there only one third of an acre in Daxuan?
Restoring the country does not necessarily have to start with Daxuan. Isn’t it good to leave dumpling-like missionaries to divide and stabilize the forces of all parties?
Wouldn't it be less troublesome and labor-intensive to wait for them to come back and cut leeks after they come up with high-yield grain seeds and make firearms and cannons?
Before fighting against the outside world, you must first settle down at home, naive young man.
Those foreigners are also "subjects" on Qiyuan's propaganda territory.
Qi Yuan was in a good mood as he headed to the distant gate. He was able to pluck some flowers while avoiding pursuit.
I thought this mission would just involve playing house with Ye Chen, but I didn't expect it to be so interesting.
There were missionaries to help him complete the mission, and he happened to go outside to expand his territory first.
Surrounded and killed?
This is indeed very good.
Qi Yuan wrapped his cloak tightly and felt comfortable looking at the vast outside the pass.
Qi Yuan jumped out of the carriage, squatted down and touched the tender green grass, his eyes shining.
What a good pasture, this can raise many war horses.
An Jiu looked at Qi Yuan's movements and became more and more confused.
They traveled through mountains and ridges and experienced so many pursuits, just to come outside the customs and have a chance to meet foreigners?
Qi Yuan threw away the grass in his hand, stood up and looked at the cavalry approaching quickly in the distance, and then looked up to see the eagle hovering in the sky.
Let An Jiu stay still for a while.
An Jiu's muscles tensed, and he looked at the group of cavalry that was approaching with a wary expression.
The cavalry was very fast, and soon they arrived and surrounded Qi Yuan.
The leader Zaha looked at the calm Qi Yuan and the very alert An Jiu, and stopped at Qi Yuan.
Civil strife was declared, and people on the grasslands were ready to take action. Wars of annexing tribes were everywhere.
Ulimu has gathered a huge force and is stationed at the border of Daxuan, wanting the wealth of the Central Plains.
The situation was tense, so as soon as the news came back that people from the Central Plains had entered their tribe, Zaha came with his tribe fully armed.
However, Zaha raised his eyebrows when he saw Qi Yuan, who looked sickly and thin.
Such a sickly young man brought a bodyguard to seek death outside the customs?
Zaha waved and nodded to the tribesmen around him.
The tribesman then asked in broken Chinese dialect.
"What are you doing?"
Hearing this, Qi Yuan showed an enigmatic smile and spoke in fluent Mongolian language.
"Zaha, the Immortal Heaven guided me here."
Qi Yuan's Mongolian language was very idiomatic, his expression was calm, and only his clear jawline was exposed under his hood.
It looks very mysterious.
This answer shocked all the Mongolian people present.
Qi Yuan spoke in Mongolian dialect, but there is no doubt that he is from the Central Plains.
What shocked them was not Qi Yuan's prediction or his ability to call out Zaha's name.
But he was shocked that there were people from the Central Plains who dared to call themselves immortal angels.
This is so funny!
The faces of the Mongolian cavalry showed ridicule as if they were watching a show, wanting to see what else this boastful Central Plains man could say that would make him laugh out loud.
Qi Yuan's expression did not change at all, only An Jiu showed surprise when he suddenly heard Qi Yuan speak Mongolian.
When did the master learn a foreign language?
Zaha looked at the young man in front of him and was a little confused.
Qi Yuan didn't say a word, but took off his hood slowly, revealing his handsome face.
Thanks to the training and feeding along the way, today's teenager has already shown his talents.
Zaha frowned slightly as he looked at the handsome and calm young man in front of him.
Appearances can be deceiving.
Qi Yuan took off his hood and looked straight ahead at Zaha's horse. Because of his height, Qi Yuan could only see Zaha's feet.
But he didn't even look up at the person who questioned him, and just raised his hand.
Seeing the young man's funny actions and mysterious manner, the Mongolian people couldn't help laughing.
The horses moved under their laughter.
But the laughter soon stopped.
The eagle that was originally hovering in the sky immediately swooped down after Qi Yuan raised his hand, and the three eagles flew towards Qi Yuan together.
The first one to arrive stood gently on Qi Yuan's arm, folded its wings, and tilted its head to look at Qi Yuan's fisted hand.
After a while, he stared at Zaha. There were two eagles hovering above Qi Yuan's head.
As a totem of faith, the eagle stands obediently and docilely in the hands of the Central Plains people?
Changshengtian, are you kidding me? ?
The Mongolian people looked at their leader Zaha with confused eyes.
This magical scene made Zaha a little unexpected.
But soon an even more outrageous scene happened. The war horse Zaha was riding suddenly knelt on the ground with its legs forward under Qi Yuan's gaze.
The horse was lying on its stomach. Zaha, who was riding on the horse, was startled and stabilized his figure. Then he raised his head and met Qi Yuan's eyes.
Zaha:…
Zaha feels that the current situation is like a dream, and it is still a very strange dream.
If Qi Yuan were to sum it up, he would say this is outrageous.
This situation was so "fateful" that even An Jiu, who was with Qi Yuan every day, changed his expression slightly.
This is not true.
