The Song Dynasty was the king for thirteen years before he knew that he was Tianlong.

Chapter 140 White Fog Miasma
Zhao Ti rode the Black Rose all the way westward, chasing the eagle in the sky.

There were three white feather arrows stuck behind the eagle's tail. It cried miserably in the air, showing a sense of injustice and regret.

Zhao Ti thought to himself, who told you not to run away at that time, but to show off in the sky, doing all kinds of somersaults and tricks, showing off your skills.

It seems that he is a flat-haired guy who has just left the nest not long ago, has never seen the dangers of the human world, and has no idea how powerful two-legged animals are.

At this time, the eagle was flying left and right in the air, avoiding the arrows from behind. The ministers and generals of the Liao Kingdom who were chasing it from behind scattered into a fan shape and chased forward on the grassland.

The three feather arrows behind the eagle's tail trembled constantly, as if it was in too much pain, which stimulated its potential and caused its speed to increase a lot.

Gradually the eagle's shadow went away, but the people chasing it knew that the eagle was seriously injured. Birds are not like wild beasts, and it is almost impossible for the eagle to heal itself from three arrow wounds. In the end, it would definitely not survive.

Just look at where it falls. If it is still breathing when you pick it up, you will be promoted one level. Even if it is dead, you will still be rewarded.

The sculpture's shadow disappeared, and the crowd began to gradually separate and go in different directions. At this point it was probably a matter of luck. Keep moving forward, and who knows who will get something.

Zhao Ti looked far ahead, and until the moment the black spot in the sky disappeared, he felt as if it was turning north.

He patted Black Rose's neck, and Black Rose neighed and ran like crazy. The horse had never been to the grassland before. In its young life, it had never seen such a vast place where it could gallop freely. It felt that its master treated it too well and it wanted to repay him with its life.

I don't know how long I ran. At this time, I couldn't see many other people around. The horses separated into groups of three or two. There was only one white horse moving forward in the front.

Zhao Ti looked at the white horse and raised his eyebrows. It was Yuan Xiaoxian.

Even if the other party was alone at the moment, it would be difficult for him to capture and interrogate him. After all, this was Liao territory, and this mission was focused on military and national affairs, so there was no need for him to take risks in Liao.

Similarly, the other party did not dare to do anything. The Prince of the Song Dynasty led an envoy to discuss matters. There was nothing wrong with arguing and quarreling, but if even the slightest hair was damaged, a national war would break out.

The Song and Liao dynasties had not fought a war for nearly a hundred years. Yelu Hongji was tired of war, and his ministers were greedy for pleasure, so no one from top to bottom was willing to fight.

As he ran farther and farther, Zhao Ti saw a black shadow appear on the horizon. It was the eagle. It seemed that the direction he was chasing was correct.

The eagle seemed to be a little exhausted at the moment. It flew lower and lower, and its speed slowed down a lot.

Yuan Xiaoxian in front shot an arrow into the sky but missed. Then she looked around and saw Zhao Ti chasing from behind. She couldn't help but fold her hands and shouted, "Why is the King of Yan still chasing?"

Zhao Ti said in a deep voice: "I will shoot the eagle myself."

Yuan Xiaoxian smiled sweetly: "King Yan wants to be a hero on the grassland?"

Zhao Ti thought to himself, if I really want to be a hero, I will capture you and punish you first, then take the sculpture and present it to Yelu Hongji, and then take the opportunity to kill him with one palm, then I will surely become a hero known throughout the world.

"Is The Condor Heroes considered a hero?"

"Of course he is a hero. Those who can shoot eagles on the grassland are the leaders of various tribes. It's just that the King of Yan said before that his martial arts skills are not good enough, so he is afraid that he will not be able to hunt eagles."

Zhao Ti raised the corner of his mouth when he heard that. The little girl was good at showing off her eloquence, so there was no need to pay attention to her. He urged Black Rose to go forward.

Seeing this, Yuan Xiaoxian whipped his horse whip lightly and the white horse quickly rushed out.

The two men walked one in front and one behind, and the eagle in the sky was about to fall. At this moment, a series of hills appeared not far away. The hills were not big and very low. There were sparse trees, rocks and thorns in front of the hills, which obscured the shape of the bottom of the hill.

The eagle was seen flying straight towards the hill. Yuan Xiaoxian jumped off his horse, tied the reins to a tree, and walked straight away.

Zhao Ti arrived later. He looked at Yuan Xiaoxian's white horse and looked around the area. It was neither a dense forest nor a wasteland, but there were many thorns and stones. After a little thought, he tied up Black Rose and followed. But just after walking a short distance, the hill that was still visible suddenly became hazy and disappeared. There were clumps of white fog all around, and the sunlight was also covered by the fog. In an instant, I lost my direction.

He touched his chin. What kind of maze had he entered? But who would have the time to set up a formation in such a desolate place? What was the point?

This place is neither a strategic military location nor a major grassland route, and the grass and water are not abundant. I'm afraid that few people come here normally.

He took a few steps forward and found that there was white mist all around him, as if it was circling back to the original place.

At this time, a silver bell-like voice came from afar: "Your Majesty, please wait here slowly. The fog will dissipate at dusk. It won't be too late for you to come out then. I will go look for the eagle first."

Zhao Ti snorted coldly, and suddenly his body moved, like a phantom of light and smoke, and he struck out with his hands to form the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, with a rumbling sound like thunder.

He closed his eyes slightly to prevent the white mist from affecting his vision, and rushed towards the place where Yuan Xiaoxian had just made the sound. He smashed and shattered all the trees, thorns, rocks and boulders along the way, as if he was wreaking havoc and crushing them all like a giant beast.

Zhao Ti arrived at the place where Yuan Xiaoxian was talking, and seeing that there was no one around, he jumped very high, and looked down. He saw a place not far away that was faintly glowing with a color different from the white mist, so he swept over and slapped it with his palm.

There was a loud "bang" and then a delicate sound. Zhao Ti smiled coldly and slapped several times in a row, which even dispersed a lot of the mist. Then he saw Yuan Xiaoxian with a pale face and an angry look appearing opposite him.

Zhao Ti said: "Take me away from here."

Yuan Xiaoxian's eyes flickered: "I am also trapped here, how can I know the way? King Yan, please don't embarrass me."

Zhao Ti said calmly, "Just now you said that the fog would dissipate at dusk and I could leave on my own. But you wanted to leave first to look for the eagle, and you said you didn't know the way out?"

Yuan Xiaoxian said: "That is deceiving His Majesty the Prince of Yan. If I could leave, I would have left long ago. Why would I bother to deal with the Prince of Yan here?"

Zhao Ti glanced around: "What is this place?"

Yuan Xiaoxian's eyes revealed a hint of cunning: "It seems to be a naturally formed miasma. I heard that there are many such places in the south of your Song country, and they have given them nice names, such as Peach Blossom Miasma, Green Bamboo Miasma, etc."

"Miasma?" Zhao Ti sneered, "Is there such a miasma? It is clearly a maze set up by humans with the help of sunlight and water vapor. It will disappear at dusk. Do you still want to deceive me?"

Yuan Xiaoxian blinked, looked at a large green hill next to him and sat down: "Your Majesty, believe it or not, I will wait until dusk before going out..."

Before she could finish her words, Zhao Ti suddenly flashed forward and pointed a finger at her shoulder.

"You..." Yuan Xiaoxian dodged hurriedly and punched out.

This punch seemed to have no power, but Zhao Ti frowned, feeling that it was as heavy as a mountain and very oppressive.

He immediately changed his fingers into palms, and used the Water Cold Palm, grabbing Yuan Xiaoxian's fist. The soft and gentle force of the Water Cold Palm continued to dissolve the power of the fist.

When Yuan Xiaoxian saw that he was caught, he quickly slapped with his other hand.

Zhao Ti dodged sideways and the phantom Yin finger energy was instantly released.

At this moment, the distance was very close, and one of the other person's hands was held again. Zhao Ti instantly sealed two of her acupoints, making her unable to move, and then looked over with a deep gaze.

Seeing this, Yuan Xiaoxian was horrified and asked, "King Yan, what are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)