: 400, what are you afraid of?

400, what are you afraid of? The Fusang monks handed over the Jinyao prayers to the Beiguo Guojun in a visit, which made General Nayu very dissatisfied.
According to him, the small country of the Northern Desert State can be directly ignored, too much attention, but they feel that their elf kingdom is timid and afraid of it.
Fusang monks ignored him, but quietly waited for someone to report.
The little girl in Mingwuyan is not only the princess of the Northern Desert, but also a very cold woman who offended her, but it is even more terrible than the sinful man.
However, he does not mind that Nayu is going to step on the bottom line of the cold. This guy who is arrogant and arrogant in the name of the Queen of the Elves has long been flattened.
The hundred miles of fog have become quieter because of the arrival in the north desert city.
Fusang people couldn’t help but ask, "What the are you afraid of?"
Although Baili Wuyin has always been very quiet, he can see that Bailiwu has hidden thoughts, is worried, is afraid, why is this?
There was a mist in the misty mist of the hundred miles, and the light road said: "No."
Fusang monks saw him not to say, and did not ask again.
Soon, some people came to pass, and the emperors of the Northern Desert invited them to enter the palace to enter the summit.
In the palace, Mingyue Huang also quickly conveyed the news to the Yanyan Palace, so that the winter brought the children to the hall.
When the Fusang monks brought people to the main hall and saw the coldness sitting underneath, he was still somewhat uncomfortable.
You must know that no matter where you are, the coldness must be the one sitting at the highest position.
There are some accidents in Mingwuyan. The people from the Elven Kingdom are actually Fusang.
It’s snowy and cold, it seems very calm, it seems that I know this.
"Little girl, I met again!" Fusang Yi people did not hide and squat, directly to others to identify, they are aware of the fog.
The bright fog squinted and smiled slightly: "It’s actually you are coming, the elf king is a good calculation!"
Fusang monks smiled and did not refute.
He introduced the Baili Mist and General Nayu to Mingwuyan and Mingyuehuang, and then made a look at Xue Yihan.
The Ming Dynasty Emperor Yan Yan knew this person from the Elven Kingdom, so they were quite courteous to them, opened their mouths and offered to entertain them.
"It’s a visitor to our north desert country. It’s also a good time to have a banquet. Let’s talk while eating!

"Then there is work." Fusang monks were polite and smiled and agreed.
General Nayu snorted and saw that Fusang and Baili had no opinions and had to arrange with them.
Xue Yi Han is sweeping through the misty face of the hundred miles, invisibly releasing some cold.
The hundred miles of fog is also felt. He looked at Xue Yihan and then his eyes fell on the face of Mingwuyan. His eyes flashed complex emotions.
Just sitting down, General Nayu screamed with a big voice: "Where are our dust kings?"
"Do you want something to bring?" Mingwuyan asked directly.
She originally wanted to eat and then mention it. Since they are so anxious, she is also welcome. If the food is eaten a priori, maybe the appetite will be better.
"We will see the dust king before giving you one-third of the things, and the dust king will leave safely, and the rest will be given to you." General Nayu directly said what the original Fusang monks should say. Still smug looking at the fog.
The little girl who was remembered by the dust king is beautiful, but it is too dark, and it is really not suitable for the dust king.
If it is necessary to match this to the dust king, we must let this surrender.
"That won't work. The items listed on the list will be paid halfway. I will let you see the dust king. Otherwise, don't talk!" The fog is not anxious.
Want to bargain with him? no way!
General Nayu was also anxious, and he said with anger: "Don't let us see the dust king, you don't want to get anything."
The yellow-haired of a small country actually dared to threaten him. It was really awful.
Ming Mist Yan did not mind the urgency and anger of General Nayu, calmly said: "I heard that you are still the younger brother of the Elf Queen, but this is not the case. It is more important to see the gold and silver property than the dust king. It’s good to say here, a bite of a dusty king. You bring things, and you don’t want to hand them over. Why, want to fill your pockets?

"You..." General Nayu was angry with him, and he was angry and angry. "Hughing, nonsense, I am loyal to the Elven Kingdom and the Dust King, and the world can be..."
"That is to show your loyalty now, hand over things!" Mingwuyan is too lazy to talk to him.
The Emperor Mingyue was sitting in the main position and looked at his daughter silently. He felt that Yan’s face would be very exciting and negotiating. This time, General Nayu’s face was dark, and things were afraid that they would not come out. .
Sure enough, General Nayu snorted. "There are too many things, and you can't put it here. You are a small country after all, and the area of ​​a palace is just that."
"This will not worry you. If you move the entire Elven Kingdom, I will let the North Desert State be put down. If this is really impossible, I can give it to the neighboring people a little more generously." It is also a bit of a loss and will suffer.
General Nayu was also depressed. When he gritted his teeth, he simply took out the elf storage with five hundred ships of Elf in his hand. The flash of light flashed, and the big hall of this big man was filled with rice. It’s really nowhere to go, even the light from the surrounding windows is covered.
The hall was dark and General Nayu was very happy.
The Fusang monk gently shook his head. This Nayu general is really a coward who has a head and a brain. Do you think that this little girl can feel angry or embarrassed?
The next moment, Mingwuyan smiled, and she ordered, "Snow night, count, the number is less."
"Yes, Master." Snowy night fluttered with wings, flashing light and flying around the hall, then flew back.
"Master, the number is not enough, this is up to a hundred ships of Elf meters."
Mingwuyan picked up her eyebrows and flashed a black mans on her hand. All the elves in the hall were taken into her black feather space, and the light around them instantly lit up again.
"This is just a hundred ships of Elf meters. Don't think too much. I won't check the quantity. Even if there is one herb, I will not let people go." Mingwuyan has no expression.
General Nayu was really angry this time. He forgot that although the five countries were poor, some people also had storage rings.
After being hit, he looked at the Fusang monks and the hundred miles of fog that had never been heard.
The Fusang monks directly ignored the sight of General Nayu and focused on the food on the table.
When I saw Yan Han’s face with a cold face, Fusang’s monk knew that someone was doing this with the girl at that time, and that was to find a dead end.
At this time, Bailiwu Yin took the initiative to open the door: "The things on the list are divided into three points. I hold one. I have a hand in Fusang, and I am in the hands of General Nayu. My first one is for you."
Saying, Baili fog removes an elf storage ring from the sleeve, and gently pushes it, and the storage ring is accurate to the front of the fog.
Mingwu Yan glanced at it, picked up the ring and handed it to himself. There is still no good storage ring!
"You don't order a lot?" General Nayu saw the fog and asked if he didn't ask, and his heart was unbalanced.
This hundred miles of fog has not said a word on the road, and it is so positive when I hand over things.
"No, others are good, not like you!" Ming Mist Yan directly praised the hundred miles of fog.
General Nayu is really mad, this little girl is really deliberately targeting him.
Fusang scorpion can not help but raise the lips, this little girl is really very interesting, it is no wonder that the cold will like it so much, even willing to give it to her.
Xue Yihan is because of the words of the chaotic baby, slightly picked up the eyebrows.
Is the Baili fog hidden?
Good character, what portrait will he paint for Chaos Baby?
The Fusang monk coughed a little and said to General Nayu, "Take your things out, or I will give this one to her first."
General Nayu was depressed and reluctant to take out the items on the list that he kept.
Mingwuyan also collected his own black feather space after counting at a very fast speed, and then continued to eat, which was not affected by this incident.
General Nayu originally wanted to ask the Dust King, but he did not mention the Fusang and the Baili Mist. He was very hard to ask.
Fortunately, Mingwuyan is also about credibility. After dinner, some people will bring the dust king.
Fusang Yuchen was so excited that he could not speak when he saw the Fusang monks, the Baili fog, and his own General Cannes.
He really didn't expect that this cold winter would have been keeping him shut, and it was in a dark place. Before he came out, he didn't even know where it was and how long it took.
General Nayu only felt that the dust king looked at no pain, no pain, and did not lose weight. Therefore, he felt that the small country of the northern desert country only wanted something, and he did not dare to really hurt the emperor of their elf kingdom. Tone.
The purpose of his trip is to bring back a dusty king who is in good condition and help the dust king to become a thing. Others will not care about it first.
Dust King looked at sitting next to the cold winter, his face was calm and foggy, his heart hurts, he felt that he liked her so much, she said nothing can be so unremarkable!
As long as he is so big, he has never been so careful about a woman, usually a woman who turns around him. How can he get all his thoughts, but he can't get it.
"The dust king has already been handed over to you, and you can leave at any time." Mingwuyan did not want to leave them.
The things in the hands of Fusang, she believes that he will definitely send it, so he is not in a hurry to ask him.
General Nayu saw Ming Wuyan after he got something, and he was driving them away. His face was not good. He took the dust king and went out. He walked and glared at him.
"Chaos baby, you and the monks and you lick some other things, I will come over for a while." Xue Yihan gently smashed her hair top, then looked at the hundred miles of fog, cold channel: "You follow me!"