The Prodigal Son of Northern Liang: Starting with Signing in to Find the Four Ghosts of Western Huna

Since Emperor Tianwu Xiao Yi established the country with his sword, it has lasted for more than two hundred years.

The country is strong and prosperous.

Whether in the imperial court or in the countryside, there are many talented and extraordinary people.

Apocalypse City.

Mu Liangcheng.

Snow Moon City.

Unparalleled city.

Every single one of them is a renowned and carefree place!

Such strength.

In this vast and boundless world.

It can be considered a major country.

but.

The moment Xu Fengnian set foot on the land of Beili—it began.

All fame will vanish like autumn flowers withering away.

The sky north of the sky.

They will eventually change their names and surnames!

"Da—Da—"

"Your Highness, we have entered the territory of Beili!"

"Ah."

Although Xu Fengnian could easily operate a carriage with his strength, Jian Jiuhuang insisted on being a coachman, enduring wind and sun.

In his opinion.

This is a great honor for me!

In this regard.

Xu Fengnian could only let him go.

but.

The carriage seemed to be protected by an invisible barrier.

From the Great Yuan Dynasty all the way to the North.

There have been no problems whatsoever.

"drive!"

Just as Jian Jiuhuang was about to deliver another lash, he discovered a large crowd of people waiting ahead.

"Uu——"

Inside the carriage.

I could feel the air outside.

Xu Fengnian grinned, kneading the ginger paste in his small hands, and asked, "Are you thirsty?"

"what?"

Jiang Ni was taken aback.

That sounds so familiar!

Some inappropriate images for children involuntarily surfaced in my mind.

But it's broad daylight now.

And there were so many people inside the carriage.

"Feng Nian, now, no, isn't it a bit inappropriate?"

See this.

Xu Fengnian teased, "What are you talking about? I just saw someone outside bringing us food and drink, and I was asking if you were thirsty."

"what?"

The people around, including Hongshu, chuckled.

"Hey, little sister Jiang Ni, what did you just say that wasn't quite right?"

She was teased by her group of sisters.

Jiang Ni blushed bright red and forced herself to explain, "I... I mean I'm not thirsty!"

"Okay, then don't drink anything later."

At this time.

Sounds also came from outside the carriage.

"The Lord of Wushuang City in the North, Song Yan, along with his disciples, respectfully welcomes the Demon God!"

Unparalleled City?

Xu Fengnian couldn't help but smile.

Before I've even done anything, Wushuang City has already defected and surrendered?

but.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

Song Yan responded to this action.

It may seem like a desperate situation, but it's actually the only way to survive!

"come in."

"Thank you, Lord Demon God!"

Song Yan had only taken two steps when she returned.

A woman's voice suddenly came from inside the carriage.

"I want to drink ∞!"

The moment Song Yan took her first step, she was so startled that she stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

He quickly turned around and waved.

With the innocent heart of a child, Wushuang followed with a large infinity pot.

Inside the carriage.

Xu Fengnian laughed and said, "Jiang Ni, why are you shouting so loudly?"

"I...I...it's none of your business!"

"hehe."

At this time.

Jian Jiuhuang lifted the curtain.

Song Yan Hui and Wu Shuang walked in with their backs slightly bent. It wasn't that the carriage wasn't tall enough, but that Song Yan Hui simply couldn't stand up straight in front of the demon god.

They haven't even taken two steps yet.

Song Yanhui immediately knelt down with a thud.

"Long live the Demon God! Long live the Demon God! Long live the Demon God!"

However, it was Wushuang standing to the side.

She blinked her big eyes at Song Yan Hui, showing no intention of kneeling down.

In this regard.

Song Yan quickly tugged at Wushuang's trouser leg.

Rumor has it that the Demon God is capricious and unpredictable. What if he blames us for this and cuts off everyone's heads?

in this way.

Wushuang knelt down with a grin.

"Greetings, Lord Demon God!"

This behavior.

This made Xu Fengnian think of that kid Lei Wujie.

"Haha, get up."

"Thank you, Lord Demon God!"

Song Yan finally dared to raise her head, but what she saw shocked her.