The faint smile on Princess Haya's lips was like a flash in the pan, and it disappeared!

"elder sister!"

Hayare clenched his young fist, gritted his teeth, and hid the pain deep in his heart. [】

There were sounds of fighting in my ears, and Meng Liangguang and Leng Baizhou's confidant generals were fighting in full swing.

"Who can take him? I will reward him with ten thousand taels of gold, be awarded a title, and enjoy endless wealth and honor!"

The voice escaped from the young Hayare's voice. In the depths of his clear and tender eyes, a trace of mature and cruelty that was different from his age, staring at Leng Baizhou tightly.

This look made Leng Baizhou feel a little scared. After another thought, how could he be afraid of a ten-year-old child? Even if someone is moved by the conditions offered by this little kid, he must have the ability to get it.

Only by doing it is done!

That's right!

Leng Baizhou's skills have always been very powerful. In addition, over the past three years, his martial arts cultivation has become increasingly unfathomable. Even if Meng Liangguang joins forces with his subordinates, he is not Leng Baizhou's at all.

opponent!

"If you want to use my life to exchange for wealth and glory, it depends on whether you have the life to enjoy it."

Leng Baizhou hummed with contempt and slapped the soldiers attacking towards each other and fell down suddenly.

Hayare's eyes were shocked, and his plain white brocade dress was stained with redness by his sister's blood. He pursed his lips, slowly let go of his sister's hand, pulled out the sword from her waist, and the depths of his water eyes were sworn to death

The decisive decision to be homeless!

"I must kill you!"

I saw Hayare rushing towards Leng Baizhou with his sword regardless of his own, but he didn't give him a chance to get close. Leng Baizhou waved his sleeves, and the strong wind whistled, directly throwing Hayare out of five.

A parabola was raised high in the air...

With his small body, even if he doesn't die of falling, he will be disabled!

At this critical moment, Meng Liangguang rushed towards the little master without hesitation. Leng Baizhou seemed to have expected him to do this. A trace of evil charm appeared on the corner of his lips, and his figure flashed, stopping Meng Liangguang.

The way to go!

"Little Master——"

Meng Liangguang's fierce cry of pain resounded throughout the palace, and at the same time he had to deal with Leng Baizhou's attack. Seeing Hayare's petite body falling from the sky, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

A black whirlwind galloped like lightning. At the last second when Hayale's body was about to fall to the ground, his big hand wearing a black helmet and gloves gently supported it, and it fell steadily to the ground.

However, Hayare suffered internal injuries, and the red blood stains fell from the corner of his mouth. He could only hear a mellow and domineering hoarse voice coming from his ears.

"Boy, I can help you revenge, on the condition that your Tubo country is exchanged!"

Upon hearing this, not only Hayare was shocked, but even Meng Liangguang and Leng Baizhou's attention was attracted.

Leng Baizhou narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but look up and down: "What a big tone!"

Wearing a black robe and a silver face, is he... the rumored Lord Wuji in the world?

At the same time, Hayale gritted his teeth and his childish and low voice exuded confidence: "If you can kill him, the Tubo country will be yours!"

Even the closest family members were lost one by one, so what's the use of this country for him?

The young Hayare didn't care about this country. As long as he could kill Leng Baizhou, avenge his father and the emperor's sister who loves him!
Chapter completed!