Chu Yuanzhen was both emotional and sympathetic. He remembered that before the expedition, Xu Qi'an had been trapped in the "meaning" level and could not break through. He himself was not particularly anxious. He practiced step by step. If he could achieve enlightenment, it was a good thing. If he could not, he would be slow.

Take your time.

To put it nicely, it means you have a good attitude; to say it badly, it means you are lazy.

Unexpectedly, after Wei Yuan's death, he would be promoted to the fourth rank overnight.

That man's death must have been a huge blow to him.

At this moment, Huaiqing's eyes seemed to sparkle with tears. He was digging the formation alone, regardless of life and death. It was heartbreaking.

There was suddenly no sound in the group of books.

Li Miaozhen waited for a long time and saw no one spoke. He knew that they were immersed in their own emotions and did not want to continue passing the letter.

She put away the fragments of the book, walked back to the simple bed, and said:

"Before dawn, Yang Qianhuan from Si Tianjian will come over."

Kaitai let out a long breath, feeling a little tired after being overjoyed and saddened.

The soldiers smiled sincerely. Xu Yinluo's death here will be a lingering shadow in their lives, and they will live with self-blame and guilt for the rest of their lives.

Kaitai's stern face forced a smile:

"Okay, go out and tell your brothers to disperse quickly. Rest when you need to, and bandage when you need to. Don't hang around there. You're tired after a day of fighting."

The soldiers refused to leave. They were all stubborn and reckless men. They would not leave until Xu Yinluo improved.

A few of the tough guys even rubbed their necks and talked back.

It's up to them.

............

In the wilderness a hundred miles away from Yuyang Pass, a figure in white flashed one after another, and clear light formations lit up under his feet. The frequency of his flashes was so fast that the clear light formations connected closely, like raindrops hitting the water.

After a while, the outline of this majestic border city loomed in the darkness.

"The blood and light are soaring into the sky. A fierce war just happened here..."

The figure in white spoke in a low voice, like a compassionate outsider.

After another flash of teleportation, he arrived at the top of the city. He turned around and looked around. He was surprised to find that there were only a few soldiers patrolling the horse road?

When he looked in the direction of Wengcheng, he finally understood the reason. It turned out that the soldiers were gathered near Wengcheng.

The figure in white clothes was inevitably a little confused. They didn't rest or defend the city in the middle of the night. What were these vulgar soldiers doing?

"There are a lot of people, but fortunately I was prepared!"

The figure in white chuckled, showing confidence and indifference that everything was under control.

...........

Li Miaozhen, who was taking a nap at the table, felt inexplicably. He woke up immediately, raised his head, and saw a man dressed in white standing in the room.

He was wearing a draped hat, and under the draped hat was a mask, which seemed to be covered with cloth.

"Yang Qianhuan?"

Li Miaozhen probed.

"Unexpectedly, even though I have dressed up so low-key, I still can't cover up my innate brilliance. Daozhang Li, it seems that Yang has left an indelible impression on you."

Yang Qianhuan said happily.

I asked someone to invite you here... Li Miaozhen is also very happy. Although Yang Qianhuan has a weird personality, he is very reliable in doing things and is never absent or late.

"Why do you dress like this?" she asked confused.

"There are too many people here. No matter where I stand, someone will see my face. This is not in line with my demeanor as an outsider and my loneliness with my back to the common people." Yang Qianhuan's voice was low.

Li Miaozhen said that he was an expert. This third disciple in charge of supervision had an unimaginable obsession with seeing people from the back of their heads.

She didn't talk nonsense and said hurriedly: "How about Xu Qian?"

Yang Qianhuan sat by the bed, looked at Xu Qian, grabbed his wrist and felt his pulse. After a long time, he sighed regretfully and shook his head.

Li Miaozhen's heart suddenly sank, and the joy that had just appeared was like a flame extinguished by cold water.

"He, he is hopeless?"

"Oh no, he can still be saved."

Li Miaozhen looked at him blankly: "Then why did you shake your head and sigh just now?"

Yang Qianhuan replied seriously: "It's nothing special. It just shows my importance more, doesn't it? At the critical moment, I have to take action."

Li Miao really wanted to kill someone.

"How did he get hurt like this?" Yang Qianhuan asked.

.....Li Miaozhen squinted her eyes and said faintly: "You don't know?"

Yang Qianhuan snorted: "Why should I know? Do you, like Junior Sister Caiwei, think that I am imitating him?"

Li Miaozhen smiled.

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Chapter completed!