The daughter of the emperor is beautiful and holds the power over the world

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on the woman. Is this true, or is it a conspiracy of the King of Beimang?

Ling Moyan was wearing a crimson brocade robe and was tall, while the woman was wearing a simple cloth dress and looked extremely thin. They didn't look like a couple at all.

Si Yan's gaze fell on the woman, but he saw that the woman only had eyes for the man next to her.

She seemed to want to laugh, but also seemed very sad, making it difficult for people to understand what she was thinking.

"Sister..." Suddenly, a low cry came from the captain of the special training camp.

Si Xuan raised her hand to cover her lips, and only Lei Yijie beside her heard her almost whispering voice.

Lei Yijie turned to look at the woman beside him: "White Fox, what did you just say?"

Everyone in their special training camp has been disguised as required by their master, and only calls each other by code names outside.

Si Xuan was dressed in men's clothes at this time, pretending to be a guard with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

She stared at the thin woman next to Ling Moran, her eyes filled with tears.

"This is my sister..." Si Xuan lowered her voice and whispered to Lei Yiji.

She thought her sister was dead, but she didn't expect that she was still alive.

When Beiyan Pass was massacred, Ajie was outside collecting herbs. Later, they searched everywhere for anyone who survived Beiyan Pass, but could not find Ajie.

"Your sister?" Lei Yijie was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Si Xuan nodded.

"I'll go tell the boss." Lei Yiji walked towards Si Yan.

Si Yan heard Lei Yiji's whisper, but said nothing, still looking at the woman opposite.

"How do I know whether what the Emperor of Beimang said is true or not?"

Si Yan looked calm and composed, showing no emotion on her face, making it impossible for the Emperor of Beimang to guess what she was thinking.

The Emperor of Beimang narrowed his eyes and said, "Since the Regent thinks it's fake, how about I kill her?"

At this moment, Ling Moran suddenly rushed over and knocked away the guard beside the woman, looking as if he was facing a great enemy.

His tall body blocked the woman behind him and he shouted, "Who dares to touch Ah He? I will kill him!"

At this moment, everyone saw a hint of ferocity in Ling Moran's eyes as he stared at the Emperor of Beimang.

The woman next to him couldn't stop crying and pulled Ling Moyan to her side: "Brother Cong, don't get excited, don't get angry, otherwise you'll get sick..."

"Ahe, let's not separate, let's not separate!" Ling Moran's eyes showed a trace of pain.

The woman named Ah He looked at Si Yan across from her, opened her lips, but ultimately said nothing...

The Emperor of Beimang State smiled slightly, "Queen Regent, are you trustworthy now?"

"Yes, I believe it." Si Yan said calmly, "I agree to exchange Luo Hai for this woman."

It doesn’t matter whether this woman is Brother Mo Ran’s wife. What matters is that she is Si Xuan’s sister.

The moment Brother Mo Ran looked at her, his mind was clear.

He wanted to protect this woman, and he also remembered her name.

This woman should be helpful to his recovery.

The Emperor of Beimang stared at Si Yan: "What about the others around the Crown Prince?"

"The rest have already been killed..."

"is it?"

"Yes." Si Yan's expression was calm, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

The King of Beimang could not afford to provoke Si Yan again, so he had to exchange the hostages first and rescue the prince.

"Ayan, I'm going to pick up General Ling." Boya's voice sounded beside Si Yan.

"No, call the fire dragon over."

When Sice in the special training camp heard this, he immediately stepped out and walked over.

"Heh!" The Emperor of Beimang chuckled. "The names of your men are really interesting. They're comparable to the names of my son's men..."

Si Yan didn't say anything, and Si Ce quickly came to Si Yan's side.

He has been heavily modified, and his original appearance is completely unrecognizable.

The Emperor of Beimang looked at him and waved to Bo He beside him: "Go and get the Crown Prince and Luo Hai."

"Yes, Your Majesty." A smile appeared on Bohe's face.

Boya only took one look at him and felt a splitting headache, as if something was gnawing at his brain.

Boya simply stopped looking at him, lowered his head, and calmed himself down.

Sice brought Ling Moran and the woman named Ahe back, while Bohe took Di Yulin and Luo Hai and walked towards the King of Beimang.

Both sides were very vigilant and kept paying attention to each other's movements.

Hostage exchange successful!

Di Yulin and Ling Moran both returned to their own country smoothly.

The Emperor of Beimang took the cloth out of Di Yulin's mouth. Di Yulin's lips trembled: "Father..."

The King of Beimang's eyes were red, he raised his hand and slapped Di Yulin in the face with a "slap".

There was a crisp sound in the air, and everyone looked up, only to see five clear finger marks on the face of the Crown Prince of Beimang Kingdom.

The Emperor of Beimang was filled with grief: "You have greatly disappointed my father! For a woman, you tortured yourself like this..."

"I will never do this again. I have given up, Father..."

Di Yulin knelt in front of the King of Beimang with red eyes.

The Emperor of Beimang sighed softly and stared at Di Yulin with sharp eyes: "Remember, you are the one who will inherit my throne and unify the world. Don't make such a low-level mistake again in the future."

"I understand, son." Di Yulin's expression showed a hint of cruelty.

Since Si Yan doesn't have eyes for him, don't blame him for being ruthless.

After Si Yan received Ling Mo Ran, he immediately asked Li Yao, Niu Hong and others to send Ling Mo Ran and A He away.

Ling Moran is mentally ill, and there is no need to let the people of Beimang see that he doesn't recognize his father and comrades.

At this moment, the Emperor of Beimang looked gloomy and took out a tube-shaped object from his sleeve, with the dark hole pointing at Si Yan.

The corners of his lips curled slightly: "Do you think you can escape unscathed?"

Si Yan looked up and saw that the King of Beimang was holding a musket in his hand, pointing it at him.

"Oh! You have the nerve to play with this kind of toy in front of me?"

With a "bang", the King of Beimang pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Everyone was shocked. Yan Longyi hurriedly stood in front of Si Yan, but saw that Si Yan had already kicked the tables in front of him and smashed them towards the Emperor of Beimang.

The live bullets from the musket hit the table but did not cause any harm to Si Yan.

"Di Yulin, didn't you tell your father that we all fought our way through the hail of bullets? How dare you use such a childish toy against me?"

Di Yulin's face was grim. He had made this musket just to please his father, who greatly appreciated it.

But he knew very well that this kind of firearm was completely useless against someone of Ayan's level.

This musket can only fire one shot. If you want to fire again, you need to reload the ammunition.

The King of Beimang did not expect Si Yan to react so quickly and actually dodge the attack.

"Fire the artillery!" Emperor Beimang made a prompt decision and gave orders to the soldiers behind him.

This time, he also brought the artillery developed by Di Yulin.

A smile appeared on the face of the King of Beimang, but before he could react, his feet began to stagger.

Di Yulin shouted, "Father, get down!"

With a loud "boom", the artillery hit behind them and several guards screamed.

The King of Beimang was shocked. Daxuan actually had such artillery?

"Father, let's retreat quickly!" Di Yulin looked up and saw that Si Yan's people opposite had retreated quickly.

"Okay!" The King of Beimang responded, not daring to take any more risks, and quickly ordered everyone to retreat.

Suddenly, he found a hairpin on the ground, a hairpin with a phoenix spreading its wings.

The King of Beimang was stunned for a moment, almost thinking he was seeing things.

Isn’t this the hairpin he gave to You’er?