Yang Huanyu and Li Qingwu were both trying to stop her actions. Logically speaking, they should be the two people who should be worried the most.
Seeing Li Qingwu say this, Xia Bing was silent for a while, and then asked: "Qingwu, are you sure?"
Li Qingwu nodded heavily: "I'm sure, Mr. Xia, please cancel this operation. With Zhou Yuan here, we should trust him."
"Well, since that's the case, I won't say anything more." Xia Bing let out a sigh of relief.
Then, Xia Bing looked at Yang Huanyu and said: "Shizun Zong, there is absolutely no room for carelessness in Greenough Snow Mountain. Your people must ensure the safety of the workers."
"If you have anything, please tell me."
"Okay!" Yang Huanyu replied.
"Call ended!"
Xia Bing hung up the communication.
Li Qingwu pursed her lips and said to Xia Bing: "Mr. Xia, thank you for canceling this operation."
Xia Bing turned around and looked at Li Qingwu and replied: "I just think that too many miracles have happened to Yuan Long. Since you trust him so much, what reason do I have not to believe in him?"
"I'll wait for him with you and wait for him to come back together."
"Okay!" Li Qingwu nodded firmly.
...
At this time, the Umqi Desert had clear skies.
Several transport planes were parked near the farmers in the center of the desert. The outsiders found a way to break the illusion created by the Umqi Desert.
Judging from these transport planes, they plan to transport some things out of them.
now.
The sky is clear as ever in Guicheng.
The city that has been sleeping for thousands of years is shrouded in the scorching sun. Although the city is bright, it still smells of death.
Each of the strange guards stood firm at their posts, facing the enemies who broke into the strange city at any time.
On a street in Wei City, Zhou Yuan was sitting quietly on the street. Around him, there were countless corpses of Wei guards lying.
Zhou Yuan's clothes were stained red with blood.
He sat down and took a sip of water.
This water was brought to him thanks to the heavy rains for days.
"It has been nearly half a month since I could detect Baxu's aura. They should have been eliminated by Huanyu and Feiyu together."
"It seems that the nearest Kyushu is preparing to build a railway."
"This guy is really good. He understands the concept of building roads first if you want to be rich."
Zhou Yuan took a bite of the compressed biscuit, shook his head and smiled.
From the moment he entered Guicheng, Leng Jue could clearly feel the seven auras coming from the Tianlong Palace, and these auras belonged to Baxu.
During the battle at Jiameng Mountain, Zhou Yuan noticed that Yang Huanyu's Qi was sometimes strong and sometimes weak. Finally, after Chen Feiyu appeared, Baxu completely disappeared without a trace. Through judgment, he could draw a conclusion.
Baxu, dead.
If Baxu is dead, according to Yang Huanyu's thinking, Tianlong Temple has returned, and the railway in Greenough Snow Mountain should be able to be built.
Although Zhou Yuan was in Guicheng during this period, there were many things he judged.
For a full month, every step he took in Guicheng was full of hardships.
It seems that because of his constant battles with the weird guards, Zhou Yuan also figured out the mystery. These weird guards are not indestructible. As long as they find their weaknesses, they can be defeated with one strike!