The straight-line distance from the border of Black Tiger Country to the City of Chaos is less than a hundred miles, but the actual walking distance, climbing mountains, wading through rivers, and twisting and turning, is more than three hundred miles. Ruyue and others walked for three full days.
Just arrived at the City of Chaos.
In fact, it is not impossible if Ruyue wants to arrive quickly, but she also wants to take advantage of these few days to refine her troops. These thousand soldiers marched during the day and stopped early at night to set up camp. On the surface, they entered the tent to rest.
On top of that, all of them were transferred to the pagoda space by Ru Yue and practiced inside. The only ones guarding in those ten tents were Ru Yue's Nascent Soul clones.
The three days of walking was also the result of her deliberate delay.
After all, in one night, these soldiers can practice for half a year. Three nights is equivalent to practicing for a year and a half, which is enough for the soldiers who have just made a breakthrough to stabilize their cultivation and pass the fighting training with the Tang Sect disciples.
, improve combat effectiveness.
Of course, there is another reason. Ruyue arranged these thousand people into a formation and walked. The formation changed as they walked. Along the way, the formation has changed many formations, and the closer they get, the more formations they get.
In the city of chaos, this formation becomes more organized.
Li Fengqing felt a little uncomfortable when he saw his great-grandson in front of the thousand-man formation: If it weren't for this little boy, he would have been the crown prince of the Black Tiger Kingdom. As long as he became the emperor of the Black Tiger Kingdom, he could eliminate Yue Liang and Qing Qing.
It's much easier for the two wolves.
There is no need to do things in the name of outsiders as we do now. The name is unfair and the words are not justified.
When he saw Ru Yue next to his grandson again, Li Fengqing's eyes turned red: his plans had been implemented very well, but just because of the appearance of Tang Ru Yue, many of his plans were ruined.
He decided that unless Tang Ruyue married him and became his partner like in her previous life, he would definitely destroy her!
When Ru Yue saw Li Fengqing's face from afar, she suddenly felt that her feud with this man didn't just start in her previous life.
With the sensitivity of a heavenly witch, she sensed that he seemed to have a grudge against her: they were born to be enemies!
In other words, whenever they meet, either he will kill her or she will kill him. Moreover, if they are not completely resolved, this entanglement in past lives will continue for generations to come.
Maybe, he also felt this way, so he joined forces with Tang Jingyue in his previous life, not only to kill her, but also to destroy her soul as well, right?
Of course, maybe he just did it subconsciously.
However, she has a feeling that even if they can kill each other, because their souls are very powerful, he can't kill her, and she can't kill him either!
Ru Yue's eyes collided with Li Fengqing's in the air, and neither one gave in.
Li Fengqing actually showed a smile: "How is Princess Wuyou?" He didn't call her Imperial Master, but called her Princess. Naturally, he greeted her as the Qinglong Empire.
In other words, he publicly acknowledged his identity as the second prince of the Qinglong Kingdom in the mortal realm.
Ruyue said calmly: "Better than Cheng Wang."
Li Feng's smile widened: "Why don't you just be your princess in the Qinglong Empire and come to the Mortal Realm? Could it be that you knew that I was coming to the Mortal Realm and followed you?" When it comes to the word "follow", the man's
There was also a trace of ruthlessness in the corner of his mouth.
Ruyue blew a breath and blew away a lock of hair from her lips: "You no longer want to be your prince in the Qinglong Empire, but you came to the Mortal Realm to pretend to be Mu Xian. Could it be that your hobbies have changed. You don't like being the son of a palace maid.