Dana Khan was holding a glass cup. In the cup was fresh red wine, as deep as blood.
At this moment, he was holding a wine glass in one hand and holding in his arms a young beauty who looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old.
The beauty had fair skin and was being held in the arms of Dana Khan. Her white and bright wrists were slightly exposed, but there were deep marks on her wrists.
At this moment, the beauty had tears in her eyes, and her beautiful big eyes still looked frightened, like a frightened little rabbit.
Dana Khan is now over sixty years old, but he is still very interested. His favorite thing in life is young beauties.
At nearly sixty years old, he is still as strong as a dragon. There are countless beauties from the tribe who pay tribute every year. However, after a period of time, there will always be little beauties who suddenly die in the tent and are then carried out.
He was thrown into a nearby mass grave and ended his miserable and humiliating life.
Almost everyone in the Black Tiger tribe knows about this matter.
However, for the entire Black Tiger tribe's senior leaders, these are already commonplace.
Here, beautiful women are just like cattle, sheep and money, they are nothing more than objects that can be discarded, killed and played with at will.
"Khan! There is a letter coming from the capital of Rongguo!"
The guard outside the door handed over a letter and presented it carefully.
Dana Khan moved his beard and said, "Read!"
"It was sent by Miss Gu from the Gu family, saying that... they have arrived at the capital of Rongguo. There is no Queen Wen in the capital. Queen Wen has arrived in Yizhou half a year ago and has just left
Yizhou.”
"Yizhou Wonderland can only be entered but not exited. There is only one way out, and that is Weiming Lake in the south of our tribe!"
"If Empress Wen can be captured, she will have the leverage to check and balance Emperor Rong. Therefore, I hope Khan will do a good job in investigating the Black Tiger Tribe now!"
The guard finished reading it tremblingly, even trying to beautify the original condescending tone of the letter.
You know, the true words on the letter were far from being so polite.
"Oh? Queen Wen? What is the origin of Queen Wen? But she is as beautiful as a flower?" Dana Khan suddenly became interested.
"Empress Wen is the most beautiful woman in Rongguo... Now, if the Khan can directly restrain the opponent and use her as a hostage, then, if nothing else, the new emperor is stupid. As long as Empress Wen is a hostage, then Rongguo will
So we don’t dare to act rashly and send troops. When the time comes, won’t the entire Yan Kingdom still be in our pocket?”
The guard who sat down obviously understood his Khan's thoughts very well, and he couldn't help but add fuel to the fire of the Khan's already inflated ambitions.
Dana Khan was obviously very happy when he heard this.
"Okay! Then take someone to investigate immediately! By the way, my stupid and incompetent nephew from the Yan Kingdom... the beauty in the tent seems to be pretty good too!"
Money, land, beauties, and power are what Dana Khan pursues all his life.
The most beautiful woman in the Yan Kingdom, the most beautiful woman in the Rong Kingdom... For him who is now old and even mentally abnormal to a certain extent, once he gets it, it will be an extremely satisfying existence for his vanity.
Dana Khan was very happy and quickly led people to investigate directly.
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"Ran Ran... this is located in the south of the Yan Kingdom. Now we are in the territory of the Black Tiger Tribe. Do you really want to... treat Chi Sheng directly here?"
Gu Qiandao, dressed fiercely in red, was blown by the wind on the grassland. Looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Behind him, Ye Junmeng, a little loli dressed in red, and Xia Liyuan, who was tall and tall, as well as Jiang Tang and Shen Tong carrying the coffin, were all tired of their travels.
The eyes of the woman, whose face was covered by a black dress and black gauze, were full of perseverance and melancholy. She was looking at the endless sparse grassland with a firm look in her eyes.