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Chapter 390 The Third Ring Mission Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

Chapter 390 The Third Ring Mission (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

The wind whimpered in the sky, and the rain pattered in my ears.

The battle between an unknown leader of the Immortal League and the Qingxiao Marquis of the Tang Dynasty ended with a light rain.

But people who witnessed all this knew that this was just foreplay.

On Yuzhi Peak, Xia Xiaofei raised his head, letting the blood-colored rain hit his face, and suddenly felt the impermanence of fate.

In the great world, he is just a duckweed.

He had no choice at all.

Although he is a player, it is always the game that plays him, not him playing the game.

The system prompt, which had been silent since the failure of the second ring mission, suddenly sounded.

[Ding! The third ring mission "War" in the series of missions "Sealing the King" has started! 】

[Mission content: After going deep behind enemy lines, you witnessed the battle between Taoist Master Qingxiao and the mysterious power. Your heart was filled with excitement, and you were determined to contribute all your strength to Taoist Master Qingxiao.

Please try your best to gain an advantage for the Qingxiao Legion in the subsequent territorial expansion war. Every contribution you make will not be forgotten.】

[Task reward: Depends on contribution. 】

[Mission penalty: None.]

"Yunzhi."

"I am here."

Xia Xiaofei looked at this woman with a happy smile on her face and trust in him in her eyes, and suddenly asked:

"If I want to leave one day, will you follow me?"

He is willing to give up the third ring mission for this woman and stay away from the whirlpool of war here until the mission is over.

Even if he does this, he may suffer some unknown price.

It seems that the cost of mission failure is nothing, but the more so, the more people dare not be careless.

After all, this is a game that can kill players at any time.

Yanzi was right, emotions would affect their rationality and judgment, but he had already fallen.

Yunzhi asked in return: "What are you talking about? Why did you leave? Don't you like Zixia Sect?"

If you stay for a long time and feel bored, of course I can accompany you for a walk, but in the end we still have to come back here.

This is our home after all.”

Hearing this, Xia Xiaofei smiled bitterly, and his tone was even more harsh.

"Yunzhi, actually there is something I have always wanted to say to you."

Yunzhi looked at Xia Xiaofei's struggling eyes and seemed to understand something.

She stopped Xia Xiaofei and asked, "Will these words of yours make me unhappy?"

Xia Xiaofei was stunned for a moment, then nodded honestly: "Probably."

"Then don't say it."

Yunzhi gently rested his head on Xia Xiaofei's shoulder and said softly:

"I don't care about your past, I just want you to be mine now.

Even if you lie to me, please keep lying, because no matter what you say, I am willing to believe you."

At this moment, Xia Xiaofei was completely stunned.

His mind went blank, and then there was an explosion, filling his mind with light and fire.

"Yunzhi, I won't let anything happen to you, absolutely not!"

Xia Xiaofei held Yunzhi's shoulders tightly and spoke in an unprecedented serious tone.

At this point he could no longer tell the difference between games and reality.

This is no longer a game, but his second world, his second life!

The light in Yunzhi's eyes also bloomed at the same time, and she hugged Xia Xiaofei with her backhand.

"Well, we'll all be fine."



The war suddenly came, catching everyone by surprise.

This war was initiated by Qingxiao Dao, and the main force was the Qingxiao Legion that suppressed Qingxiao Dao.

As the junction of Xianmeng and Qingxiao Road, Xiaojun Mountain is the first to bear the brunt.

Because the Qingxiao Legion's excuse was that a small group of monks in the legion disappeared in Xiaojun Mountain, so they sent troops into Xiaojun Mountain to search for the missing monks.

This is a poor excuse.

The Qingxiao Legion knew it, the Immortal Alliance knew it, Xiaojunshan knew it, everyone knew it, but no one stood up to oppose the Qingxiao Legion.

So the Qingxiao Legion crossed the Tang Dynasty border line openly and entered Xiaojun Mountain.

Although the Immortal League made concessions, they only gave up the Xiaojun Mountain area and did not intend to let the legion's people go any further.

In the area bordering Xiaojun Mountain, the monks from the major sects were constantly marching towards Xiaojun Mountain under the orders of the Immortal Alliance.

So Xiaojun Mountain suddenly became a powder keg, ready to explode.

However, compared to the legion monks who enforce strict laws and regulations, the Immortal Alliance monks are obviously much looser.

At the same time, the monks of the Immortal Alliance showed a strong desire to avoid war, as no one wanted to consume the strength of their sect.

There are even some monks who want to take advantage of the former enemy sects, and want to use the hands of the legion to eliminate their old opponents without bloodshed.

Or they could use the excuse of reinforcements to plunder the resources of Xiaojun Mountain and take the opportunity to extort allies. The chaos in this situation can only be described as a chaotic dance of demons.

As the overlord sect of Xiaojun Mountain, Zixia Sect is naturally unavoidable.

Zixia Hall.

Several sects who came to help were "blackmailing" Master Zixia.

Well, using blackmail is a bit inappropriate. After all, they are allies and they are here to ask for daily necessities.

"Master Zixia, I have traveled a million miles to come here. Just to maintain the speed of the flying boat, I consumed no less than a hundred top-quality spiritual stones during the journey.

I won't argue with you, after all, we are allies.

But now we just want you to support some necessary living supplies, but you are trying to shirk it in every possible way. Isn't it too cold to the hearts of our allies?

If you do this, why should we bother to fight for you? We might as well go back early."

A Nascent Soul cultivator whose aura was slightly weaker than that of Zixia Zhenren was very aggressive at the moment, and he looked like he would give up if he disagreed with his posture.

Master Zixia secretly scolded these bastards for being greedy, but they still had to smile at them.

"Don't be angry, fellow Taoist Mo, it's not that our sect doesn't want to support you, but that the materials you need are really difficult to come up with at the moment.

Please give us some more time."

Zixia Zhenren knows the trick of procrastinating well.

"Isn't it just a few spiritual stones, a few spiritual elixirs, and a few magic weapons? The Zixia Sect occupies Xiaojun Mountain, and the family has a big business, so why can't we get this out?

Master Zixia, is this the way you treat your allies?

The local sect is so insincere."

The monk who spoke shook his head repeatedly and sighed, "It seems that our group has stayed too long and is annoying, so okay, let's withdraw.

As for His Holiness taking the blame in the future, it’s not our fault.”

Master Zixia's face darkened. Seeing the other party's shameless appearance, she had the urge to beat him to death on the spot.

"Friend Daoist Mo is serious. Let's do this. Tomorrow, before tomorrow, we will provide all the supplies that Friend Daoist Mo needs."

"Okay, Master Zixia is worthy of being the helmsman of Zixia Sect. I believe you."

The monk surnamed Mo looked happy, what they wanted was not a small number.

Sure enough, the sect where such a god-incarnation venerable sits has a profound foundation, and it can still hold on even after being slaughtered by them so many times.

As long as this war does not end, they will only get stronger and stronger.

Where do you usually find such opportunities?

"let's go."

The monk surnamed Mo left with a group of people.

"Son of a bitch!"

Master Zixia slapped her palm on the table, turning the tea table and floor into powder.

And then the next moment.

Fellow Daoist Mo, who had blackmailed him just now, flew backwards into the hall, fell heavily on his buttocks to the ground, and then pulled out a long and round ravine like a piece of wood.

I was delayed by something, so I only wrote one chapter, and there is another chapter at night.

(End of chapter)


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