"I want to ask who you are!" A figure flashed into the house, and powerful magic suddenly burst out, and a fresh breath of life filled the surroundings. "I felt the Dou Qi fluctuation in the distance, and then I realized that someone was not good to Yunkong. Who are you? Did those men in black send it!"

Jialan turned her head and saw a tall figure opposite her. Because the sunlight shone in from behind her, Jialan couldn't see her appearance clearly, but she just vaguely felt that the aura of power was very familiar.

"Second guy! How long hasn't seen you? You don't even recognize me!" Jia Lan immediately thought of the master of breath and joked with a smile.

"Jia Lan... is it Jia Lan?" Gao Gao's figure rushed over and hugged Jia Lan tightly. "I also said I am a second guy. You have been dead for so long and there is no news! I sent countless spies to the East China Sea to pass the imperial capital, but there was no reply at all. I thought you were really dead!"

"You! Even if you grow up in the palace, you don't look like a princess! I think you are not here for my fighting spirit, but for your husband!" Jia Lan smiled and angry, because the person who came was not someone else, but Song Ning.

The two of them held each other's hands tightly, and they were inseparable from their partners; friends who used to share hardships together now have different sides of the world, and they actually met again in such a situation. They were filled with mixed feelings, but they didn't know where to start, so they could only stare at each other.

After a while, Song Ning looked at Yun Kong on the bed and asked, "He seemed to be exhausted, but it was really not easy to fall asleep. Since his father passed away, he has not been sleeping so heavily."

"How do you know that you are sleeping because of exhaustion, not being confused by my pills?" Jia Lan said with a smile.

"Of course not. I don't know what he is sleeping." Song Ning replied casually, and immediately realized that she was speechless, but Jia Lan had already stared at her with a playful look: "Oh! I understand..."

"I understand your sister!"

The two sisters told each other about their situations these days in a hilarious manner. When they heard Tangtang being trained in Dragon Valley and preparing to receive inheritance, Song Ning couldn't help but shed tears.

In fact, Song Ning has not had a good time in recent years. Because Feng Wu Tianjun was assassinated by the North, the two countries have been fighting continuously, and the battle has only stopped in the past two or three years. As soon as Song Ning returned to China, she became the target of public criticism because she was an eyewitness of the incident. Except for her grandfather Song Tao, other members of the royal family felt that Song Ning was strange when she came back, and they did not believe that there were summoners, and they did not believe that they could escape to a different continent, so they even excluded Song Ning.

This made her wander outside the royal heir. Although she was a legitimate princess, she was not valued now like a idler cloud and wild crane. But she was happy that she asked to guard the borders of the northern country and be with Yukong.

Until a few days ago, due to trivial matters, Song Ning's father suddenly imprisoned the prince and declared Song Ning the heir to the throne, which made her locked the palace like a canary again, and it was not until recently that she returned to the territory to deal with things.

Just as I returned to the territory, I met the correspondent soldier sent by Yunqiang. I rushed here all the way regardless of the dust.

Jialan pulled Song Ning outside, pointed to the soldiers trembling in hunger, and said, "What are you going to do in this kind of scene?"

"I... I have no choice. I once asked him to take his troops to Jibei, but he was so stubborn that he couldn't listen to what I said." Song Ning was very embarrassed.

"I have an idea," Jialan looked around and said, "Alejin City is located on the border between the East China and the North China. In the middle is this endless wasteland, but not far from Alejin are some scattered villages, where herders and farmers live in a mixed manner. Although the land is not fertile, you can still gain something when you cultivate it."

"What does it mean? Which country's territory is that?" Song Ning's eyes lit up and she asked immediately.

"I sent someone to investigate. Although it originally belonged to the extreme northern wasteland, it is now controlled by a tribe that originally surrendered to Yinkong..."

"you mean?"

"I think you can think of it. That place is not far from Al Jin, not too far from your fiefdom, and it happens to be at the junction of the desert and the plain. You can form a city or urban agglomeration by yourself." Jialan said.

"But, Yin Kong and others are nomadic peoples, good at wandering in the desert. Will they adapt to it if they suddenly settle down?"

"No matter what kind of nomadic people, the grass is eaten. Only with continuous development can there be a way out." Jialan said.

The two of them thought for a long time, discussed with each other, and returned to the house. At this time, Yun Kong had woken up. When he saw two women walking into the narrow tent, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

"It's good that you wake up. Does the wound still hurt?" Jialan asked.

"It's much better, I don't have that feeling of powerlessness anymore." Yun Kong replied.

"The wound is not very deep. Although it looks terrifying, it is not incurable. You can come to Aljin afterwards. I will find a medical mage to treat you. I believe that before spring comes, you will be able to recover as before." Jialan said immediately.

"Go to the East China Sea? I won't..." Yun Kong said.

"What's wrong?"

"Then... after all, it's another's territory. As the patriarch, I will be laughed at by others as a clan leader!"

When Song Ning heard this, she immediately became furious and put her hands on her waist and said, "Your health is like this now. I'm afraid no one on the entire continent can save you except Jia Lan. Why don't you save your life first! Do you have the heart to let your tribe members die for you?"

"Actually... it's not someone else's territory, Al Jin City is mine." Jia Lan said with a smile.

"ah?"

"Yes, I chose a place not far from Al Jin. During the period when you are treating your wounds, I will arrange your troops there so that Song Ning and I can take care of them easily. When your wounds heal, we will use this as a base and slowly expand. Sooner or later, we will take all your territory back." Jia Lan said.

"Where is it?" Yun Kong immediately called Yun Qiang and spread a huge map on the cracked table. Jialan pointed with her hand, which was between Song Ning's fiefdom and Al Jin.

"But, if I remember correctly, this should be occupied by the Korqin tribe. How can we arrange it?" Yun Kong was confused for a moment.

"What? Are you afraid of fighting after being sick for a long time? You have more than 10,000 elite soldiers under your command. In addition to the army guarding the city, I, Al Jin City, also has a thousand troops of level 20 mages and warriors. The personal guards in Song Ning's hands must be of great strength. Are you afraid of dealing with such a small tribe?" Jia Lan said with a smile.

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I was in a very depressed mood, so I didn't buy a train ticket...
Chapter completed!