In the secret realm of Borderland, the bright moon hangs high. On the dark sky, the stars shine brightly.
"Dong dong dong..."
After Long Zhen went to see Mo Wen, he returned to his residence. He was sitting in front of a wooden table, tapping his fingers on the wooden tabletop, making a rhythmic tapping sound.
Yang Yi stood not far from him and remained silent.
As Long Jin's former lieutenant and confidant, he knew that Long Jin was thinking about something important, so he didn't bother him.
"Aren't you interested in competing? What a pity! What a pity for such a wise emperor!"
Long Zhen stopped tapping on his hands and let out a breath.
I saw Long Jin taking out a pen and paper from the storage ring and writing quickly. After writing for a while, he stopped again, as if he was thinking about his sentences.
This letter was written intermittently for a full quarter of an hour. Many scraps were turned into ashes in Long Zhen's hands.
Long Jin finished writing the letter, dried the ink on it with his mouth, then carefully folded it in half with his hands, put the letter paper into an envelope, and sealed it with wax.
Yang Yi stood there silently, looking at the night outside the window and admiring the stars in the sky.
"Yang Yi, please do something for me!"
"General, please speak!"
Yang Yi took a step forward and answered.
Yang Yi also continued to use the title he used when serving Long Jin under the tent, calling Long Jin "general".
"You help me deliver a letter, and make sure the letter is delivered to the person in person!"
Long Jin raised his eyes and looked at Yang Yi, with a solemn expression.
"This is my token. Take it with you to prove your identity!"
When Yang Yi heard this, his face became solemn.
It seems that this letter is very important, and the place where it is sent is not easily accessible.
"Please rest assured, General! Your subordinates will definitely complete their mission and hand the letter over to the other party's hands!"
Yang Yi took the envelope and token and said respectfully.
"General, where should I send this letter and to whom should I give it?"
Long Zhen stood up, stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at the starry sky outside the window, and opened and closed his lips.
"You have to send this letter to the palace and hand it into the hands of the current empress, Shangguan Yunmeng..."
"yes!"
When Yang Yi heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, but he soon returned to normal, bowed and took the order and left.
Yang Yi left the barracks and his figure was hidden in the night. After moving around a few times, his figure disappeared...
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The fiery morning sun brings a new day, and the colorful morning glow contains new hope.
The morning sun had just risen, and the diffuse fog gradually subsided, and the woods and bushes were all wet.
The green branches, green grass leaves, and delicate petals of the flowers are covered with dripping crystal water drops, shining with magnificent colors.
Mo Wen stood on a high platform in the camp, watching the five troops below.
Today is the day for the troops to evacuate.
Everyone below was full of energy and energy after a night's sleep.
"Report to the marshal! The demon army has been assembled!"
Li Kui stepped forward and reported.
Mo Wen heard this and nodded.
"Report to the marshal! The Pingnan Army has assembled!"
"Report to Marshal! The Donglin Army has assembled!"
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Xiao Yuxin and others came out one after another to report.
"Okay! Let's go home then! Let's go!"
Mo Wen looked at the people below, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
No matter how many people come, there will be no more people than when they leave, no matter how many people there are!
"receive!"
Everyone responded in unison, startling many birds in the forest.
Afterwards, the Devil Legion took the lead to leave the camp gate, and the other four teams followed them in order, forming a long and winding dragon.
"Senior Long, why haven't you seen Yang Yi?"
Mo Wen looked at the long queue heading towards the exit of the secret realm and suddenly said.
Last night, he discovered that Yang Yi had left the secret realm alone, looking in a hurry.
"He has some things for him to do. Let him return to the capital first. I am also asking him to report the good news first so that His Majesty the Emperor can make good arrangements and cleanse the team, right?"
Long Jin, who was standing next to Mo Wen, couldn't help but grin when he heard this, then glanced at Mo Wen's profile from the corner of his eye and joked.
"This time you led the team without losing any soldiers or generals, and the harvest was twice as much as I did last time. I'm afraid His Majesty the Emperor will be extremely happy when he hears this news!"
"Senior Long, I'm lucky. My men just happened to grab a large spiritual stone vein."
Mo Wen shook his head and chuckled.
"I heard that a team of ten people directly defeated a team of a hundred people from the demon tribe, and the team was still wiped out. Boy, this can't be justified by luck."
When Long Zhen heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
"Boy, in other words, luck is also a part of strength! You don't have to be too modest..."
"Senior, they are all gone, let's go too!"
Mo Wen did not answer any more, but took a look at the empty camp and spoke.
While the two of them were talking, all the 50,000 troops had withdrawn from the camp.
"good!"
Long Zhen nodded and jumped into the air.
Long Zhen waited for Mo Wen to fly into the air, then stood side by side with Mo Wen and flew towards the exit of the secret realm.
At the exit, the two met the demon clan's Great Sage Ziyun and his party. The demon clan's troops formed a long queue and were walking towards the exit one after another.
"Fellow Daoist Dragon, Marshal Mo! Long time no see!"
When the Great Sage Ziyun saw Long Zhen and Mo Wen, he took the initiative to say hello and bowed his hands.
"Junior, don't ask, I have seen the Great Sage Ziyun!"
Mo Wen returned the gift and said respectfully.
"Great Sage Ziyun, long time no see! I think you will gain a lot from this visit to the Demon Clan, right?"
Long Jin also bowed his hands to the Great Sage Ziyun and returned the salute, speaking in a casual tone.
"Hahaha...no more, no more, better than in previous years. I guess you humans are not bad either, right?"
The Great Sage Ziyun stroked his beard and laughed.
The harvest of their demon clan this time is half more than the last time they entered. This time they go back, I guess they can get a lot of benefits.
Moreover, apart from the losses of the expedition team, the Monster Clan troops could be said to have spared no effort, leaving many elite soldiers for the Monster Clan.
This time I got a good job.
At the beginning, many people felt that it was embarrassing for them to be a housekeeper at this level of cultivation. When I go back this time, I will probably become the envy of them!
"It's not bad, it's better than last time..."
Long Zhen looked at the Great Sage Ziyun, nodded and smiled.
"Our troops are coming soon, let's follow the old rules. The troops will evacuate first, we will stay behind, and we will go out last..."
The reason why there is such a regulation is that one is to guard against the hunting of the Nine Nether Python clan, and the other is to fear that the masters of the two clans will kill the army.
After all, masters of the same magnitude as Long Zhen and Ziyun Monkey King can completely slaughter the troops.
"good!"
The Great Sage Ziyun nodded when he heard the words.