The desolate wolf roars for a long time.

It was like a roar to calm the world, and in an instant, it soothed the rioted Huns into silence.

When the Huns Air Force fighter fleet arrived over the Thirteen Cities, it had already lost the trace of the Daxue Dragon Cavalry fighter jets.

And among the thirteen Huns, ruins and fireworks were rolling.

The damage caused by a bombing air strike was far beyond the air strike effect that fifteen fighter jets could achieve.

The Snow Dragon Cavalry, with only fifteen fighter jets, trampled the face of each Hun into the mud with a domineering and arrogant attitude, as if the artillery fire bombed everywhere in the city was simply bombarded by every Hun’s face.

Fireworks raided everywhere in the city.

The air was filled with a pungent smell.

The Huns crawled on the ground in devout horror, their foreheads against the ground, and the wolf roared constantly, and everyone could not get up.

This is the power of faith that is higher than the royal power!

Faith has accompanied everyone in the Huns, deeply rooted for generations, and has been engraved into the blood skeletons.

The sky wolf roared, and as soon as it appeared, it awakened all the Huns' awe of instinctive beliefs!

If there are only one person in the entire thirteen Huns city of this time, there is only one person!

In the palace.

Snow and howling.

After experiencing the dramatic changes just now, the wind and snow in the palace have become fierce and solemn, revealing an extremely rich and desolate feeling.

Xixing's appearance was lost, his steps were staggering, and he hurried towards the Wang Palace regardless of the wind and snow.

She ignored the guards crawling on the ground in the beast-fighting cage.

At this moment, her mind was full of father.

The wind and snow were cut on the face, as if they were about to cut their skin, and the pain was unbearable.

Unfortunately, Xing was tightly slapped with red lips and worried face. Even if running wildly would aggravate the pain of the wind and snow on her face, she never slowed down at all.

Along the way, she could see the palace guards and servants who were kneeling on the ground because of the sound of wolf roaring.

These people crawled on the ground, and even Xixing, who was a princess, ignored it.

Xixing ignored everyone. The wolf roar was too strange. Even she herself didn't know why there was such a wolf roar inside the Huns!

But she had clearly heard the sound of the Hun King, echoing the palace, and the grief howling!

Perhaps... this wolf roar is related to the father?

Xixing thought to himself, but the most urgent task is to determine the safety of his father!

Everything arises because of her. As a human and female, if the father is in danger at this time, she will not be at peace in her life.

finally.

The cloak was covered with snow and rushed outside the palace.

Under the wind and snow.

The lights are dim.

The palace of the King, which was originally majestic and solemn on the surface, has now become extremely lonely and desolate in Xixing's rippling sight.

The sound of wailing and snow that intensified in the sky, and the sound of the wolf roaring still echoing, were like an elegy for this former glorious palace.

"Father..."

Xixing's teeth bit his red lips and stepped up the steps step by step.

The entire King's Palace was now in silence.

When Xixing finally stepped up the steps and the scene in the King's Palace came into view.

She was completely confused. The scene in front of her was like a thunderous thunder, and a bang hit her eyes.

In an instant, Xixing felt like he was so painful that he had ten thousand swords on his body!

Tears burst into my eyes: "Father..."

Xixing wailed and rushed into the palace of the king.

At this time, the Hun King was kneeling on the ground in depressed manner, still maintaining the movement of tilting his head and opening his mouth. Two lines of blood and tears flowing from the corners of his eyes flowed down his face, terrifying and terrifying.

At this moment, the Hun King no longer had the majesty and majesty of the past, and he seemed to be a walking corpse, and his body was filled with an extremely strong old-fashioned aura.

Xixing fell to the front of the Huns, hugged the Huns, and cried, "Father, Father..."

The crying sound echoed the palace of the king.

The King of Huns, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly trembled.

He slowly lowered his head, looked at Xixing, who was crying in his arms, his eyes filled with blood, slowly narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

Such changes make people creepy and their backs feel cold.

But the King of Huns slowly murmured: "My devil... Thanks to the protection of our ancestors, this long roar of the sky wolf solved the urgent problem, otherwise the collapse of the royal court would be in front of us today..."

"Father...Father..."

Xixing's thoughts were turbulent and messy. When he looked up and saw the sad smile of the Hun King, his heart was as squeezing as a knife and his body was as boiled as oil!

In her opinion, the hideous and terrifying face of the Hun King at this time was just the hero's old age and aging unwillingness and loneliness.

Xixing trembled with his hands, holding the face of the Hun King, with red lips silenced, and pear blossoms were raining: "Father, your eyes..."

"It's okay, it's not in the way!"

The King of Huns shook his head, his bloody eyes were filled with relief, and the smile on his lips did not fade: "Old ancestors bless, my ancestors bless..."

at the same time.

The desolate wolf roar that echoed the world gradually faded down at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the world.

The entire thirteen Huns city completely returned to the tranquility hidden by the wind and snow.

Xixing's eyes flashed and he was stunned and lost.

She spoke slowly and asked in a low voice: "Father, what's going on with this wolf roar?"

Hearing words.

The Hun King was stunned for a second, his bloody eyes flashed, and he glanced at Xixing.

Then, he smiled and said, "Old ancestors bless you, your ancestors bless you!"

Xixing looked dazed for a moment, and was stared at by the Hun King, as if his heart had been hollowed out in an instant.

With her intelligence, it can be seen that the father's eyes just now were clearly hesitating and concealing.

But this great Huns, where I was born and raised, has been for twenty years. What other secrets are I don’t know?

"Stop asking, stop asking! My ancestors have blessed me so that I will not let my royal court collapse and fall into hell. I, an unfilial descendant, still have a chance, and still have a chance."

The King of Huns did not intend to continue to talk to Xixing in this matter: "This long roar of the sky wolf is enough to stabilize the situation. As for the hundreds of tribes, let it go, Xixing, at least we have to give up this matter for the time being. The most urgent task is to preserve the Xiongnu Kingdom inherited by our ancestors and continue the lineage of our royal court. If we still seek to advance recklessly today, the people of the Huns will turn into ferocious beasts and swallow our Xiongnu royal court alive."

"I……"

Xixing's eyes flashed.

But the blood-stained tiger eyes of the Huns suddenly condensed.

He said in a deep voice: "No matter what you want to say, it is related to the royal court. The father will not allow you to make decisions again. This time it is the blessing of our ancestors. If we do not cherish the blessing of our ancestors, then my royal court will be completely worthy of the collapse!"

"Affect your order, Father."
Chapter completed!