Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated!

Chapter 682 Mother!

"Xiao Wang thought so too!"

Tuoba Aofeng did not expect that the high priest would directly give such a decision, but this decision coincided with his idea.

"Then you have thought, will Xu Huaiyi agree to our surrender?"

The high priest's subsequent words cast a shadow over Tuoba Aofeng's face.

Beiman, living in the northern grassland for the world.

They were a feud with Datang, and before the founding of the Tang Dynasty, Beiman was still the enemy of the previous dynasty, and one dynasty ahead, Beiman was still their enemy.

This fertile land in the south has undergone several dynasties, but the northern barbarian is still the northern barbarian.

"Xiao Wang will let him agree!"

When Tuoba Aofeng decided to surrender to Father Xu, he had already thought about this issue.

He once heard a sentence from the Tang Dynasty that the dead Beiman is a good Beiman.

Even if they want to surrender, the other party cannot accept them all.

For the continuation of the race, even if they are integrated into the Tang Dynasty, at least they have not cut off the blood of their ancestors.

Perhaps, the high priest said more accurately, if you can't win, then join.

Merging into the Tang Dynasty is the ultimate destination of their Beiman clan.

"Then go!"

The high priest did not say much, but lightly waved the scepter, "From now on, Beiman, there will be no high priest inheritance!"

"The high priest...?!"

Hearing the last words of the high priest, Tuoba Aofeng's face changed in horror.

However, Tuoba Aofeng did not wait for the high priest's response. He only saw the high priest walk towards the high priest's throne, step by step, walk past him, and walk out of the camp.

"High Priest!"

The holy guards guarding outside the camp saw the high priest come out and salute together.

"You wait, come with me!"

The high priest looked at the holy guards who were kneeling in the snow, and spoke in a deep voice.

The holy guards got up, turned silently, and followed the high priest who moved forward, moving forward in the wind and snow, and the target was the Dragon City that was blocked by flames.

The fire oil tank projected by Dragon City ignited the ground, and the raging fire was still burning.

There was a disgusting smell of meat spreading in the air.

This is the corpse of the northern barbarian soldier who fell dead in the fire burning!

The high priest approached the still burning sea of ​​fire, suddenly raised the golden scepter in his hand, and plunged it into the ground.

All of a sudden, the earth was trembling.

The raging sea of ​​fire was completely extinguished at this moment, only the smoke rising.

Tuoba Aofeng followed behind, shuddering inexplicably when he saw this scene.

He didn't know what it was.

But he felt that if the high priest could use this method on the battlefield, they would surely be able to win the battle and take the Dragon City directly.

Therefore, Tuoba Aofeng did not understand.

Why would the high priest prefer to let them surrender to the Tang people instead of using such magical methods?

However, Tuoba Aofeng didn't have the guts to ask questions.

At this moment, countless people from the Northern Barbarian tribe followed behind the high priest and the holy guards, and marched towards the Dragon City.

When the northern barbarians of the brigade approached Dragon City's Ba Niu crossbow attack range, the high priest stopped.

"You are all here, wait for me!"

No one dared to disobey the decree of the high priest.

The crowd stopped.

The high priest alone slowly raised the golden scepter in his hand.

In an instant, the golden scepter released a brilliant golden light, and the light rushed into the sky, like a sharp blade, tearing apart the clouds all over the sky, allowing the sun to shine on the earth again.

…

On the wall of Dragon City, Mr. Xu and others all saw this miraculous sight.

The sun shone from the sky and shrouded the high priest, making him seem to be wearing a golden sacred armor.

"Master Hou, do you want to attack?"

The guards guarding Mr. Xu were a little worried.

The scene in front of you is definitely not something human can do.

The sea of ​​flames that was still burning not long ago was extinguished in an instant.

The golden light split the sky, wiped out the dark clouds that filled the sky, and also dispelled this huge wind and snow that raged between the sky and the earth.

Such a method is really a miracle!

"Don't worry!"

Father Xu naturally saw the methods of the high priest, and his heart was also extremely shocked.

The means of the North Barbarian High Priest, this is no longer what secular forces can do. Even the path of misfortune, which claims to be able to change fate against the sky, has no ability to do this.

This is simply an immortal means.

Mr. Xu was also a little flustered at this time.

If the North Man High Priest personally attacked the city, then this Dragon City would definitely be irresistible!

Now, the people of Beiman are within the range of the catapult. This, Mr. Xu believes that the high priest of Beiman knows this, but he did not disperse the crowd. This shows that the other party did it deliberately.

In other words, the North Barbarian High Priest, who is walking towards Dragon City, is using the North Barbarian tribe as hostages and is sending him a signal.

This signal is that the North Barbarian High Priest wants to talk to him!

"Open the gates!"

Realizing this, Mr. Xu immediately let someone open the gates of Dragon City, and he rode a yellow horse with two spears on his back, and rushed out of Dragon City, towards the direction where the Great Priest of Beiman came. , Galloping away.

This is a meeting between the king and the king!

At least, the old man Xu wants to come now, it is like this.

The yellow horse is a famous horse of thousands of miles, and it is fast.

Mr. Xu soon met with the high priest of Beiman.

"Xu Huaiyi, I have seen the High Priest of Beiman!"

Although Father Xu hated Beiman very much, he did not dare to be rude in the face of a mysterious existence like the high priest of Beiman.

The North Man high priest looked at the old man Xu who had jumped from the horse, and gently inserted the golden scepter in his hand into the ground.

Then, he took off the golden mask on his face.

And the moment the North Man High Priest took off his mask, Father Xu saw the face on the other side and subconsciously shouted: "Mother!"

"No, it's impossible!"

Elder Xu's figure shook, he took two steps back, his eyes widened, and he stared at the North Man High Priest who revealed his true face.

"Brother Bao, what's impossible?"

The voice of the North Man High Priest was no longer crisp, but a little softer.

When Mr. Xu heard this voice, he was even more angry!

He suddenly withdrew the two spears from his back, the left stick and the right pistol, and glared at the Northern Barbarian High Priest.

"What kind of monster are you?"

"Did you receive the letter I left in the private house?"

The high priest of Beiman ignored Father Xu's horror and spoke softly.

"you,…?!"

Mr. Xu is completely stupid right now.

But how is this possible?

He saw his mother die with his own eyes, although his mother's body disappeared later. However, after so many years, he will be getting old, but his mother, why hasn't he changed at all?

This is impossible!

But if everything in front of him is fake, what about her mother who left him a letter?

(End of this chapter)