"It seems that I'm looking for me~"

Lin Ye unconsciously checked his body, and his whole body was still very tired and sleepy, and his strength had only recovered by about 40%, almost 50%.

He and the Dangxiang tribe said it was friendship, but in the end it was still a relationship of interests.

If the Qingcheng faction's finances were not currently completely in the hands of the Dangxiang clan, and the Dangxiang clan also called him to be his son-in-law, there was no way, so he took the risk to come to the Western Regions.

Now that we have made achievements and made some contributions, we will be considered a bit of bargaining and confidence when we go to the Dangxiang tribe to negotiate in the future.

However, now he is so weak that if he goes straight to the camp of the Dangxiang tribe, he feels that they should not let him go.

"You have to recover from the wound before going back."

Seeing the soldiers of the Dangxiang clan walked away, Lin Ye closed his eyes again and fell asleep.

Time passed slowly and the sun was already rising, but due to the beginning of winter, the weather was still a little cold.

And Lin Ye finally opened his eyes.

"Ah~ Comfortable, I feel comfortable sleeping!" Lin Ye jumped from the big tree, stretched comfortably, and looked at the sun in the sky. It was probably already past noon.

I've been sleeping for a day.

During his sleep, including now, Feng Mingjian is still providing power for Lin Ye continuously.

Lin Ye checked his body again, and the fatigue on his body was completely gone.

(After this battle, Lin Ye also had experience. When his body feels strongly tired, his strength will be lost extravagantly. His body has obviously returned to its peak.)

The power of true qi has almost recovered, but Fang An stabbed his left arm last night. The injury is probably not going to be cured for ten days.

"At present, this kind of strength can go out to find the Dangxiang clan~"

Lin Ye took the light skills and ran quickly to the deep forest. When he passed by the place where Fang An was killed last night, Fang An's body was gone, and he might have been taken away by the people of the Dangxiang clan.

Lin Ye didn't think much and continued to rush towards Lin Wai.

With the bonus of the true energy of the Dacheng period, Lin Ye quickly rushed out of the deep forest and came to the Western Region Avenue. There were wars and there were not many people on the road, but there was still a little bit.

A noodle restaurant is open on the roadside.

Maybe because of their uniqueness, there are many people who come to eat noodles.

"Boss, come a bowl of beef noodles!" Lin Ye was also hungry, so he went in and found a free seat and sat down.

"The guest official wants a big bowl or a small bowl?"

Lin Ye said: "Big bowl!...Five bowls!!"

"Okay! Five big bowls of beef noodles!!"

Lin Ye patted his dry-fried stomach and starved me to death.

"I had expected that even if the Dangxiang tribe suffered a tragic failure in the northwest and suffered heavy losses, it was still the only one in our Western Regions. The seven tribes actually wanted to challenge the power of the Dangxiang tribe. You see, isn't this asking for death!"

On the table next to them, there should be businessmen who are rushing to come here, talking to each other.

"What a pity, after this war, the Dangxiang clan was completely dominant and no one could defeat him. From now on, it seems that he will be honest."

"It's still far away. Not to mention the northwest direction, the martial arts world formed an alliance. This is not an alliance of the seven tribes. This is a two-line battle, which has forced the court to retreat, and even defeated the forces of the Dangxiang tribe. Just this, it won't work!"

Another businessman shook his head and said, "Forget it in the northwest, I run business. I know some things and tell you some things. Don't say anything randomly."

"What's so mysterious?"

"Haha, the Qingcheng Sect is just a strong man in the outside world. Because the Central Plains industry was uprooted by the court, the Qingcheng Sect and even the other five sects in the world have sharply reduced their wealth. The disciples of famous sects can block the army of many parties with their temporary aura. But if there is no silver distribution, can these disciples really continue to be loyal?"

"Ha, everyone looks down on money, but everyone in the world cannot do without money. In my eyes, if you don't have money, even a famous disciple is just an ordinary person."

"As long as the Dangxiang clan cut off the wealth of the six major sects in the Western Regions, I bet that the scammers and the Jianghu Alliance will inevitably dissipate within one month!"

"There is nothing to be afraid of in the northwest. The most troublesome thing about the Dangxiang tribe should be further west."

"More Western? Are you talking about those ghosts?"

"Yes, although that place is small, it is also considered a place in the Heavenly Mansion. This generation has given birth to several geniuses like the Dangxiang clan, and even took the imperial lineage. At present, the Dangxiang clan's great trouble should be these ghosts!"

"Why call them ghosts?" Lin Ye couldn't help asking.

"You don't know this? Because these guys have learned a lot of weird things from the more western world, and they don't look like things on earth at all. Over time, everyone calls them ghost clans and ghost people."

Lin Ye wanted to ask again, but a sound of horse hooves came from afar. It turned out to be a group of soldiers wearing Dangxiang clan clothes. When they saw these soldiers, the merchants immediately shut up and stopped talking.

"Woman, come thirty bowls of noodles! Get out of everyone inside!"

The head-in-chief Bingye was very arrogant and shouted at the noodle shop. The merchants who did not dare to cause trouble immediately stood up and left, leaving only Lin Ye.

The official frowned.

Lin Ye's brows also frowned.

"court death!"

"court death!"

The two of them shouted these two words at the same time!

The official was furious. Just as he was about to draw his sword and take action, the sergeant behind him hurriedly grabbed him: "Yes, is it Lin Ye, Lord Lin?"

Lin Ye!?

Hearing this, the official's heart was cold.

Who doesn’t know this person’s name now in the Western Regions?

The Northwest battle killed three of them, the great masters, indirectly killed more than 70,000 of them.

Now that the Western Regions are fighting with the Seven Clan Alliance, the four great-level masters in the Seven Clan Alliance were killed by three of the man in front of them, and only the last one was left to survive.

Even one person was tightly tight to destroy two granaries on the front line of the seven clans.

It's simply a legend.

The official was so scared that he knelt on the ground: "Sir Lin Ye, please spare me! Sir Lin Ye, please spare me!!!"

The soldiers next to them also knelt on the ground one after another.

Lin Ye also frowned, but for the time being, not to the sergeant, but to the shameless waiter: "Bastard, I've been sitting here for so long, why do you give this group of waste first!!"

The waiter was startled and hurriedly said, "Little Man, let's cook noodles for adults now! Immediately, right now!!"
Chapter completed!