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Chapter 396 Capture Prince Dulun Alive

Although the woodcutter was puzzled, seeing Zhang Qiu's beard like this, he stopped asking further.

"Xiao Lang, what are your plans next?"

Jiang Fan then put away his petition: "Of course I am going to capture Du Lun alive." www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"You just asked them to sacrifice it directly to you?"

Jiang Fan shook his head: "It's not that easy. It's very difficult for them to do such a thing. We don't have that much time."

"But Du Lun is still hiding in the crowd..."

Zhang Qiubearded laughed and said: "No need to hide, the eight masters are here, why are you hiding? We should have a banquet in the big tent later."

The woodcutter suddenly realized that it was right, this was only reasonable.

"So, this time it must be the genuine Du Lun, Thief Sun, let's see how you can escape from the palm of my hand?"

Of course, Du Lun was hosting a banquet, and eight masters came to help. He was naturally relieved, but he was a little surprised. Only eight people came, and there was one with a half-missed lip, one with an injured face, and another with an injured ear.

Deaf. It seems that the father underestimated the other party to some extent.

But that's enough. The opponent has a maximum of seven saints, and he doesn't quite believe that there are several others. Currently, in addition to the one who was seriously injured before, there are also seven saints on his side, but there are still twenty who are above the master level.

If there are too many, I'm afraid of a ball.

"This prince welcomes all the saints and great masters to come and help. As long as you are here, King Xiaoyao will be unable to fly. Come on, let me toast you all!"

After that, he picked up the horn cup and drank it all in one gulp.

The eight masters looked a little unnatural, but they could only smile awkwardly and raise their glasses to drink.

"Hahaha... Okay! Jiang Fan, the kid, doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. He openly provoked my subordinates, King Zuoxian. Today, he will never come back!"

Just when he was satisfied, suddenly, there was a chaos outside the tent, and people shouted: "What is that!"

Before anyone could react, the tent's ceiling tore apart without warning, and several figures fell from the sky.

There was chaos in the big tent. Those people were like tigers entering the flock of sheep, forcibly blasting dozens of people out of the big tent. Only a few saints fought back hard, but the opponent instantly took control of Du Lun and threw themselves into a trap.

Du Lun, who was still in a daze, shot straight to the sky.

Not long after, when everyone finally came to their senses, they discovered that several huge egrets had flown far away.

The eagle shooter chased and shot a few symbolic arrows, but in vain.

In full view of everyone, Prince Durun was kidnapped.

Something happened unexpectedly, and in the chaos, no one noticed the strange expressions hidden by the great masters.

They themselves understood that if they had attacked with all their strength just now, the other party might not have been so simple and easy, but this was obviously the work of King Xiaoyao. How dare they be pulled by someone's pigtails.

Fortunately, the incident happened suddenly, and Hu Tu was so shocked that he didn't notice it. However, Balu was kidnapped first, and then Prince Du Lun was also captured. Balu was just a tribal leader, but Prince Du Lun was.

The most beloved eldest son of King Zuoxian.

Thinking of the consequences, Hu Tu broke out in cold sweat.

"Several...several saints, the prince has been kidnapped, what should we do?"

A saint thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Assemble the team, follow the falcon, and we must take the prince back, otherwise, you and I will not be able to explain!"

Suddenly, he was excited and quickly shouted to gather the cavalry. Soon, tens of thousands of cavalry rolled up a wild dragon and rushed towards the distance.

But they lost the pursuit and the two golden eagles were shot from the air.

King Xiaoyao flies away again.

Not to mention the furious and horrified Hutu and others.

Jiang Fan looked at the young barbarian with a big chin in front of him and felt extremely excited.

"Are you Du Lun?"

Du Lun has just come down from the sky. He has never been to the sky before and he is still vomiting. I am afraid this guy is afraid of heights.

It took a long time before Du Lun finally recovered, his lips turning white from vomiting.

"You...are King Xiaoyao?"

Jiang Fan smiled: "Yes, you have been looking for me for so long, why are you not excited when we meet?"

Du Lun cursed secretly, he was so excited that I almost vomited out my intestines.

However, the fear in his heart could not quickly cover up the discomfort of being afraid of heights.

The young and shameless young man in front of me is actually the King Xiaoyao who talks arrogantly and walks around Northern Xinjiang.

However, they really did it. Not only did they do it, they also captured themselves alive.

What the hell is this? Du Lun still can't believe it. He feels like he's dreaming. He can't figure out how he fell into the hands of others surrounded by thousands of troops and protected by the seven holy realms.

inside.

It shouldn't be, shouldn't it be reversed...

However, the fact is that he, on his own territory, has become a prisoner. If not, he might still think that the other party is just the face of the empress.

"What... do you want?"

Jiang Fan chuckled: "I heard that you want me, the princess of Qin? I specially invite you to come back to my country for a blind date."

"You!" Du Lun's expression changed drastically. It was obvious that the other party wanted to capture him and return him to his country.

As the crown prince of a country, he immediately understood the stakes involved. When he was in Qin, King Zuo Xian would definitely use the rat weapon and be greatly restricted.

"I am Prince Zuoxian. If you do this, it will provoke war between the two countries!"

At this point, Du Lun became a bachelor.

Jiang Fan laughed loudly: "Idiot! Are the two countries at war? If your father dares to step into the territory of Da Qin, I will hang you in front of him."

Du Lun gritted his teeth and said, "Are you going to use me as hostage?"

Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "What, no?"

Du Lun sneered: "How can the descendants of the White Wolf God be threatened? You can kill me!"

Jiang Fan took out a knife and threw it on the ground in front of him: "I'm too lazy to do it. I didn't bring clean clothes. Just wipe your neck yourself."

Du Lun was confused. What kind of operation was this?

Du Lun is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die just like that.

But what do you think is going on? You went to all this trouble to rob me just to watch me wipe my neck with your own eyes?

Jiang Fan's brain circuit completely confused him.

"What, you don't want to die?" Seeing Du Lun staring blankly at the knife on the ground, Jiang Fan said sarcastically with disdain.

Du Lun came back to his senses and snorted angrily: "Jiang Fan, you are also the king of a country, don't humiliate me!"

Jiang Fan took a sip and said, "I humiliate you? Yes, I am humiliating you. What can you do? This king captured you alive in the midst of thousands of troops on the grassland. How can you not accept the humiliation like this?"

"You..." Du Lun was trembling with anger, but couldn't refute.

What they said is absolutely right, and they have every reason to look down on themselves.

Jiang Fan said impatiently: "If you want to die, die quickly. If not, just stay here."

After a while, Du Lun took a deep breath and calmed down: "You won't kill me."

"Oh?" Jiang Fan looked at him up and down unexpectedly: "Not bad, he calmed down very quickly."

Du Lun said: "If you wanted to kill me, you wouldn't have caught me here. What exactly do you want to do?"

Jiang Fan said: "First of all, let me remind you. Whether or not to kill you depends entirely on your mood, so you'd better be smart. King Zuo Xian, I treat him like a waste, let alone you?"

Du Lun frowned, anger welling up, but he quickly suppressed it.

Jiang Fan continued: "Then, didn't I say that I would like to invite you to Qin as a guest?"
Chapter completed!
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