Author: Lin Shuye

Baili Celing turned around and looked at the dense tents in the city.

The biggest reason why they chose to do things at this time was that Yun Zhongjun was not in the White Wolf King's Court at this time, or even in the Western Rong.

This is something that has never happened in the past decade.

When Baili Celing first received this news, he couldn't believe it. Over the years, Yun Zhongjun has been around without a trace, and even though he is far away, he can use his substitute to manipulate political affairs and Zen temples. No one would believe that he would really be away.

Maybe he was hiding somewhere to use it to catch big fish with a long line.

So Baili Celing has been very cautious in dealing with this news before.

He had led people to raid the Zen temple before, and in addition to saving Du Ziqing, he was the purpose of testing Yun Zhongjun's whereabouts.

This test was extremely dangerous, and he was ready to go away forever.

Yun Zhongjun is the national teacher of Xirong, but the Zen Temple is his nest, his confidence and strongest power.

When righteous people enter the Zen temple, they always go but never return. When people outside the courtyard mention the Zen temple, they regard it as a dragon's and tiger's den.

This is true. In the past, no invaders have ever really attacked the Zen Temple, let alone come out alive. But as a result, they actually successfully attacked. Not only did they rescue Du Ziqing from the deepest part of the Hall of Punishment, but they also destroyed the Arhat Hall, which is extremely important to the Zen Temple.

During the attack, Baili Celing heard with his own ear that a person who looked like an elder wanted to contact Yun Zhongjun in panic, but he did not get a response from the other party.

After this battle, Baili Celing confirmed that Yun Zhongjun was really not in the Western Rong. I don’t know why, so he even had no time to contact his subordinates.

I'm afraid something will trip him up.

I don’t know what it is, but it can make Yun Zhongjun ignore his own lair and his disciples.

Baili Celing felt a little uneasy, but he was not capable of taking care of so much. In short, Yun Zhongjun was not here, which was very beneficial to what he and Du Ziqing had to do.

Although the White Wolf King is terrible, he is just a physical body, but Yun Zhongjun is different.

For practitioners, the Xirong National Master is even more terrifying.

Sometimes Baili Celing would doubt whether he was an individual or not.

Yun Zhongjun can be worth thousands of troops.

If they missed this good opportunity when the Xirong National Army was not in the Xirong, perhaps they would have missed the opportunity to break through the White Wolf King Court forever.

Compared with the importance of Yun Zhongjun, the fact that no one in the White Wolf King's Court has become unimportant.

Du Ziqing also understood that such an opportunity was once a year, and sighed, "I understand, let's settle it."

"I'll contact Xie Liu tonight, regardless of whether he replied or not, he will attack the court in three days."

The raging yellow sand blew through the two of them, Baili Celing looked at Du Ziqing's eyes and nodded.

Time is not the best time, but they can no longer wait.

If you wait any longer, some hatred will be forgotten.

The person who ordered the Western Rong army to attack the Eternal Night Great Wall was the White Wolf King, which was their only sure enemy.

No matter how much the price they pay, even if they violate Lin Shubai's will, even if they lose their lives, or go to hell after death, they will kill their enemies.

Because they are the Black Tiger Army.

Baili Celing looked at Du Ziqing's eyes quietly.

He knew that the other party understood, and he understood too.

All the hidden stakes that have been sinking under the water of the Xirong grassland will all rise in this battle.

They want to use this war to tell the world.

The Black Tiger Army was not dead, and Lin Shubai's will was not dead either.

No matter how many years have passed, there will be people in this world who avenge her.

"Then I'm going to prepare. You are in poor health. Don't sit here for too long," Baili Celing looked at Du Ziqing and said softly, turning around and walking down the city tower.

Du Ziqing nodded, looked at the figure that was about to disappear in front of him, and suddenly shouted, "Ce Ling!"

"Hmm?" Baili Celing stood on the steps and turned around.

"Don't you regret it?" Du Ziqing looked at her older but still brave companion, with a very complicated expression, "If you can't come back, you will never see your nephew again."

In the past, Du Ziqing thought that Baili Celing, like him, could abandon his family in his hometown and come here, must be a cold and cold person, but now he knows that Baili Celing has someone he has always missed.

Baili Celing looked at Du Ziqing's eyes calmly, and smiled.

"I don't regret it."

"Maybe as you said, the child is no longer alive, or maybe..."

"Maybe what?" Du Ziqing couldn't help asking.

"And maybe, I've seen him."

Baili Celing closed his eyes, and the Juque sword that Ding Ling was holding in her arms when she saw Ying Baoyue.

Why did the sword of the Eastern Wu National Master appear in the hands of a little girl?

He was extremely shocked at the time. The girl could not die before she could figure it out. He handed the wolf head to Ying Baoyue just to keep her safe. As long as she had his token on her, all the stakes and slaves of Xirong would help her.

Ying Baoyue was not dead, she survived in the Xirong, and he also found out her identity and the origin of the sword.

The Juque Sword no longer belongs to Dongfangyi, and was handed over to his adopted son Zhao Huajun for safekeeping by the Eastern Wu Master.

"Is Zhao Huajun?"

Baili Celing muttered in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Du Ziqing asked.

"Nothing," Baili Celing smiled and shook his head, "I just think that the word Zhao is really a good name."

It is much better than the word "彩" placed.

Lin Shubai's apprentice was named Princess Zhaoyang, and Dongfang Yi's adopted son was named Zhaohuajun.

Is all a coincidence?

Baili Celing didn't know.

But he hopes that these young girls can have a bright and brilliant future like the word Zhao.

"Ziqing, the future belongs to young people."

Baili Celing turned around and looked at Du Ziqing and smiled, "We old guys can do it to clean the place for them."

Du Ziqing looked at him with a deep light surging in his eyes.

The person who truly deserves happiness is you, Ce Ling.

After struggling in the dark for more than ten years, this man hopes to bring light to this land.

In the decisive battle three days later, Du Zilongqing was unable to go to the battlefield because of his legs being injured, so the person who would lead the charge was Baili Celing.

Ming Shuangbi is gone anymore. The dark Shuangbi, who has been hiding in the dark, will step on the front for the first time.

He will bear the greatest attention and face the greatest danger.

"I'm leaving," Baili Celing laughed and strode down the city tower, leaving only one sentence.

"Ziqing, if I don't come back, I hope you can find the master of Juque Sword for me."

...

...

The wind is blowing.

It was late at night, and Li Ji suddenly woke up.

The Juque sword is beating.

What's wrong?

I was suddenly moved when I wrote this.

For this man who can say that "the future belongs to young people."

(End of this chapter)
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