"No matter how the stalemate ends, we take the initiative. It's easy for us to attack, but they have to consider this formation if they want to attack. But why they don't attack, I really can't figure it out for a moment," Lin Ruo took a puff of cigarette. said.
"Who knows, the current situation of the demons is completely different from what is recorded in the classics," Youquan shook his head helplessly, mainly because he couldn't figure out what was going on with the demons.
"The weather is cold, so we brought some furs. This fox fur cloak is for you," Chen Fan handed a pure white cloak to Lin Ruo.
"There isn't even a stray hair on it. This is rare snow fox fur," Shang Tianyue said while looking at the cloak in Chen Fan's hand.
"This is made from the fur of a snow fox that I killed on the way when Wuying City Lord and I left Yuanxue Continent," Chen Fan said with a smile.
"The Speaker should keep this, I won't need it," Lin Ruo did not reach out to take it, but refused.
After Xu Feiyu talked about Chen Fan last time, Lin Ruo knew about Chen Fan's feelings for him. She refused now because she didn't want Chen Fan to get into too deep.
"Why not use it? This is Chairman Chen's idea," Wuying took the cloak in Chen Fan's hand and threw it directly to Lin Ruo.
"Brother, let me tie it for you." At this time, Xu Feiyu moved, reached out to take the cloak, and put it on Lin Ruo.
Xu Feiyu did this because he was worried that Lin Ruo would continue to refuse. Xu Feiyu knew that Lin Ruo's character would probably continue to refuse, which would not only hurt Chen Fan's face, but also Wuying's face.
"Thank you, sister." Seeing Xu Feiyu take the cloak, Lin Ruo knew what Xu Feiyu meant. He was worried that he would hurt others.
"You should thank Chairman Chen and Lord Wuying," Xu Feiyu smiled and tied the cloak on Lin Ruo.
"Well, a man relies on his clothes, and a Buddha relies on his golden clothes. The dragon's roaring shirt and the snow fox cloak further demonstrate the domineering power of the monarch." When Xu Feiyu tied the cloak, there was a round of applause.
"Okay, let's have a drink," everyone clapped their hands, making Lin Ruo feel embarrassed.
Although it is a time of war, everyone is very interested in drinking, mainly because drinking does not affect anything. Alcohol has no effect on cultivators above the emperor level. As long as there is an emergency and the energy in the body is shocked, The alcohol is removed.
After drinking for several hours, everyone left happily, and Lin Ruo also felt very comfortable after drinking.
After drinking, everyone went on patrol and did whatever they needed to do. Chen Fan and Wu Ying were dragged to the women's tent by Shang Tianyue and several other women.
There are two women's tents in Tianyuan Continent's camp, one is an orthodox women's tent, and the other is actually Lin Ruo's woman's tent.
Now that everyone has left, Lin Ruo is thinking with a tobacco stick in his mouth.
"There's no place left, let's go to our senior brother's tent for a while," Ling Wuchen said with a smile, looking at Lin Ruo who was thinking.
"No need, I'll go out for a spin," Lin Ruo nodded to Ling Wuchen and swerved towards the outside of the formation.
It has been a year since he paid attention to the situation in the Demon Realm. Lin Ruo is a little worried. After all, this is not a small war, but a war related to the future trend of the two regions.
Lin Ruo left the Mysterious Killing and Tribulation Formation and continued to move forward.
There is snow in the formation, but the snowflakes are not big, but it is different outside the formation. At this time, there is heavy snow all over the sky outside the formation.
Lin Ruo didn't hold up the protective field and felt the feeling of snowflakes hitting her body.
Since entering Wuwei Taoist Temple, Lin Ruo has never felt rain or snow again, because both the protective air mask and the protective field can easily block rain and snow.
After traveling several hundred miles and exploring the situation in the Demon Realm, Lin Ruo felt at ease and thought that the atmosphere in the Demon Realm was peaceful and there was no murderous atmosphere.
After exhaling, Lin Ruo made a small table with a movement of her power, took out a teapot and made herself a pot of tea. Then she looked up at the sky and watched the snowflakes slowly falling.
After a while, Lin Ruo poured a cup of tea and drank it slowly.
While Lin Ruo was drinking tea, Zixuan came out of the restricted area of the Demon Realm and looked in the direction of Lin Ruo with her hands behind her hands.
When Zixuan was looking in the direction between the two formations, Lan Bing came to Zixuan's side but didn't say anything. It was mainly because it was inconvenient because there were many soldiers around, and Zhuyue and Meteor were also there. When they arrived, the two of them stood behind Li Zai Lan Bing, not daring to say anything. They also knew Zixuan's identity.
After watching for a while, Zixuan stood up and walked towards the outside of the Demon Realm's camp. Seeing Zixuan move, Lan Bing waved his arm to stop Zhuyue and Meteor from following, and followed Zixuan towards the camp. Walk outside the camp.
"All troops on alert," Zhuyue gave the order with a wave of his arm as he watched Zixuan and Lan Bing leave the tent.
Zhuyue knew that Zixuan and Lan Bing would not be in danger because both of them were cultivators of the Holy Saint. The reason why they were prepared was because they were worried that a war would break out. If they were not prepared, they would suffer a loss.
"Sister, I will focus on you for a while. Talk to him casually and see if his mood has changed after half a year." After walking a hundred miles, Zixuan took two steps back and said to Lan Bing. .
"I understand," Lan Bing nodded, understanding that Zixuan didn't want to reveal her identity yet.
Zixuan and Lan Bing quickly arrived at a position more than twenty feet in front of Lin Ruo, but Lin Ruo, who was drinking tea and looking at the snow, was still indifferent and continued to sip his tea.
"Lord Lin Ruo is fine," he said. Lan Bing was shocked because he felt Lin Ruo's progress in less than a year.
"We haven't seen each other for a year, but Marshal Lan Bing's style remains the same," Lin Ruo said, putting down the tea cup in his hand, and at the same time glanced at Zixuan.
He couldn't see through Zixuan's cultivation, but Lin Ruo knew that Zixuan was a more dangerous person than Lan Bing. Of course, this was an intuition.
"I still remember Lord Lin Ruogong's tea, I wonder if I can taste two cups today," Lan Bing raised the long sword in his hand and raised his hand towards Lin Ruogong.
"You two dare to come here with extraordinary bearing. You are worthy of two cups of tea from me, Lin Ruo." Lin Ruo took out two teacups, poured two cups of tea, and raised the two cups of tea towards Lan Bing and Zi. Xuan slowly flew away.
"Thank you, Lord Lin Ruo," Lan Bing stretched out his arm and took the teacup in his hand.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Lin," Zixuan waved her sleeves and rolled up the tea cup in her hand. However, Xie Yu's title was very different from Lan Bing's.