127. I have a reason not to uncover the masked scarf [1/3]

Yi Yun's small army took advantage of the "smart of war" of Ruan Muxing, and took a big circle around, grabbed the front of Sanjiang Pavilion, and arrived at Mianyang Oasis first. At this time, the people in Sanjiang Pavilion were pulling a big sand cart and were still marching slowly, without knowing that an enemy was already ambushing in front of him. (Piaotian Literature Registration Member Recommended This Work" Piaotian Literature Registration Member Recommended This Work.)

Mianyang Oasis is an important oasis in northern Sichuan. Although it is not large in scale, it is a key transportation factor. The mercenaries in Sanjiang Pavilion must pass here, and it is best to ambush the other party here.

Reinforcements from surrounding oasis arrived one after another, Nanchong Oasis, Mianyang Oasis, Santai Oasis... and other places all sent a third-level "military general" and brought soldiers ranging from one hundred to three hundred to reinforcements. These small oasis had few people and poor combat power. They gathered together and barely pulled up a miscellaneous army of thousands of people.

Yi Yun was not very interested in this miscellaneous army. What he was more interested in now was what the sword formations of the Emei Sect and the Qingcheng Sect were.

Two days later, at noon, Yi Yun sat with An Qian on the sand beside the oasis. There was no one around. An Qian no longer needed to disguise herself as the little princess, and Yi Yun did not have to disguise herself as the little prince. Both of them felt more relaxed.

"Young Master Yi..." An Qian said softly: "The more you get along with you, the more you feel that you are a magical person."

"Ha, there's no, I'm just an ordinary 24-hour home guard." Yi Yun said with a smile.

"I mean it!" An Qian said seriously: "You have a variety of professions, you can make good use of them, and your thinking is very quick. You are a rare good man..."

Yi Yun smiled. It is always a good thing for a woman to praise herself, and there is no need to jump out and deny it.

An Qian whispered: "Young Master Yi, in order to help me with the enemy, you were forced to disguise yourself as Zhu Yun. As a result, you are getting deeper and deeper in your identity, and I am afraid it will be difficult to pull it out. Have you ever thought about what to do in the future? You can't always live as someone else's identity, right?"

"Oh?" Yi Yun's heart moved. In fact, he had never thought about this question at all. Like all other time travelers, he was not opposed to the fact that he had taken other people's bodies and turned into another person. Even if he really became Zhu Yun, he would not feel anything wrong. The latest chapter of the Holy Temple, Piaotian, a registered literary member, recommended this work. However, An Qian's question brought him back to this issue. It was a bit wrong to live as someone else's identity? No matter what, people always hope to live with their true self.

Yi Yun frowned and thought for a while, thinking that this problem was very troublesome, so he would not think about it. Jinchao had wine and Jinchao got drunk. He didn't want to consider such a philosophical issue, so he regained his relaxed attitude and smiled: "Miss An, what if I use Zhu Yun's identity all my life? Will I keep pretending to be my princess and follow me?"

An Qian's masked scarlet shook slightly twice, and seemed to have a fluctuation in her heart. She blinked her big eyes and sighed: "If you become Zhu Yun forever, I will always be with you. I escaped from my own home just to avoid the real Zhu Yun. If Zhu Yun becomes a good man like you, I have no reason to escape."

Tsk, why does this feel like confession? Yi Yun felt secretly happy and teased: "Then why do you still have to cover your face? Pull your mask away and let me see what you look like. We both are like this. You won't let me see my appearance, so it's so common."

"No..." An Qian covered her face and took a step back: "Only this... cannot be revealed..."

"Why?" Yi Yundaqi: "Isn't it just that she looks very beautiful? Your sister is known as the best beauty in the world. You should look similar to her and are also very beautiful. Are you afraid that I will do to you after seeing your face? To be honest, we can stay at home for 24 hours without leaving the house, and we have seen all the beauties in the world, wearing pants, skirts, swimsuits, and not wearing clothes... Cough cough... I have never seen any kind of beauties. Even if you are the best beauty in the world, I will not lose my composure!"

"No!" An Qian's shoulders trembled slightly: "I have, why can't I reveal this mask, please don't ask me. ("Piaotian Literature Registered Member Recommended This Work" 7*"

"Then...if you marry me, won't you uncover the mask during the wedding night?" Yi Yun teased.

"I won't get married." An Qian said seriously: "I won't take off the mask before I find a way to restore my sister's appearance. She was forced by Zhu Yun to scratch her face. If her face cannot be restored, my face will definitely not be exposed for people to see it, otherwise my sister will feel very sad."

Yi Yun: "..."

I can't understand it. A woman's idea is so weird. She scratched her face. Is there any decisive relationship with your face not being shown to others? There seems to be some logical problem in the middle! Yi Yun felt that some strange thoughts were caught by him, but the idea dissipated in a blink of an eye. He has a lot of things to be busy with now and has no time to spend his brains on a weird woman.

At this moment, a paper crane suddenly flew over, passed over the heads of the two of them, and flew towards the middle of Mianyang Oasis. Yi Yun looked up and smiled, "I don't know if it's from Qingcheng or Emei. This strange messaging tool is really painful to see."

As soon as Yi Yun finished speaking, two little Taoist nuns, Nini and Dan Xiaoyao ran out from the middle of the oasis. The paper crane was hovering above Nini's head. It seemed to be a paper crane of the Emei Sect. The two little Taoist nuns ran happily, "The master is coming, and our Emei Sect people are coming. That's great!"

Yi Yun was refreshed, this was a good thing! He quickly changed his job to "scout" and used the "far-looking" skill to look towards the direction of the paper crane flying over...

Two miles away, a large number of Taoist nuns were rushing towards him. It was obvious that these Taoist nuns used the "Five Elements Taoism, Wind", so they moved extremely fast and ran more than ten meters away in a blink of an eye.

Honglian ran in the front. Her shape today was a bit strange. In addition to the sword she carried last time, there were two swords inserted diagonally on her back, one was purple sword spike and the other was blue sword spike. The two sword spikes were raised back by the storm she was running at high speed, which was quite beautiful.

There are six middle-aged Taoist nuns next to Honglian, who look like they are all fourth-level "Sword Masters". Behind them are a large group of young Taoist nuns, who seem to be all third-level "Sword Masters". Yi Yun counts carefully and finds as many as forty-nine.

"Damn, seven fourth-levels, forty-nine third-levels, has the Emei Sect come out this time?" Yi Yun felt a sweat. This combat power is really too strong. It is worthy of being the famous Emei Sect in the world. This lineup is more than enough to pick an army with a small number of people.

It didn't take long for the Taoist nuns of the Emei Sect to run to Yi Yun and others. The fifty Taoist nuns' identical Taoist robe looked very pleasing to the eye. Yi Yun quickly hugged his fists. Before he could tell the opening remarks, Nini and Dan Xiaoyao had already cheered and rushed towards Honglian.

"Master, you're finally here..."

"Woo... the bad guys from Sanjiang Pavilion almost killed us..."

"Disciple is frightened!"

The two little Taoist nuns were desperately acting coquettish in Honglian's arms, which made Yi Yun envious. God, why don't they let them act coquettish in my arms? I can just hug them left and right, and hold a beautiful little Taoist nun in one hand. This treatment...tsk tsk...

Honglian carried the two disciples aside and hugged Yi Yun with fists: "Little Prince, why don't you come to be fine?" She didn't know that Yi Yun had been upgraded to Jiashan Prince, so she still called him Little Prince.

"How could it be fine?" Yi Yun muttered to the middle-aged Taoist nun, "My cousin is dead, my cousin is crying loudly. The cork in Chengdu was transported away by Sanjiang Pavilion. If this is called "free" then, there will be no one in the world."

Honglian was stunned and sighed: "I have lost my word! Don't worry, this time I went down the mountain and took the Emei Sect magic weapon under the order of the leader to carry the Emei Sect township magic weapon, and also brought six junior sisters and forty-nine disciples. With us here, we can resist the thousand troops. We will definitely help the little prince regain the cork to ensure the peace of Sichuan."

To put it nicely! Yi Yun's heart was tilted. What does it mean to help me regain the cork? The cork in Mount Emei was also stored in the Shu Palace. This time, the cork in Mount Emei was also taken away by Sanjiang Pavilion, so they had to fight this battle for themselves.

Yi Yun threw away this question and asked curiously: "What is the magic weapon of your Emei Sect? I have never seen it before when I grew up so old. Let me see it."

Honglian smiled and said, "It's already in front of you!"

"Where is it? I didn't see it at all!" Yi Yun looked around and looked around.

Honglian used the "Sword Control Technique" with a light move. The two swords hanging on her back crossed and leaped up at the same time. One purple spike, the other blue spike, and the two swords wrapped around the air, and then hovered over her head together.

"This is the magic weapon of my school's town sect - Ziqing Double Swords!"

Damn, Yi Yun Khan, hey, it's more reliable. Both Ziqing swords have come out? Are you trapped in the world of fairy tales?

"What is the function of this purple and green sword?" Yi Yun couldn't help asking.

Honglian smiled and said, "Using these two swords, you can gather seven real people of the palm sword and forty-nine sword Taoists into the unique "Xuannun Extinction Sword Formation" of the Emei Sect. It is extremely powerful. It can kill the gods and the Buddhas."

Tsk, another bragging person came. Yi Yun was very upset. A few days ago, Chen Xing of Qingcheng Sect was here, saying that the Qingcheng Sect’s sword formation god blocked the killing god, and the Buddha blocked the killing Buddha. As a result, I asked him to deal with two thousand people. He was immediately dumb. Now Qingcheng has just finished blowing, and Emei has started blowing again. You are monks. Will you die if you are indifferent to me?

Yi Yun flattened his mouth and asked, "It turns out that it is a god blocking the killing god. The Buddha blocking the killing Buddha's sword formation. I'm really indifferent. I wonder which is more powerful, you, the "Xuanniao Sword Formation" or the Qingcheng Sect's "Wanhua Guiyi Sword Formation"?"

Honglian snorted coldly and said proudly: "Of course, my Emei Sect is even more powerful!"
Chapter completed!