Before Leng Meiying and the others left, the eldest lady once gave Leng Meiying a letter, asking her to open it after she defeated the Poetic Celestial City.
Leng Meiying understood that this was the strategy to retreat from the enemy.
To be honest, before this, Leng Meiying and Feng Tianche had no confidence in their hearts. Whether they were the Sea Clan or the Demon Clan, their power was obvious to all. If they fought with either of them, they would definitely die.
, even if there are millions of legions like Han Shilin and Warcraft Forest guarding me, I am afraid it will still not be easy.
But when Leng Meiying read the doctor's letter, her eyes were filled with confusion at first, then shock, and then joy.
After a night of carnival and a night of repairs, everyone in Hanshilin was neatly dressed. At this time, all of them were ready for the decisive battle.
But before setting off, Leng Meiying and Feng Tianche tested the qualifications of these people. Anyone who was not proficient in the fish breath method, no matter how outstanding they were, could not go, even Xu Muzhou could not do it.
Basically, all those who practice fire magic have not mastered the Fish Breathing Technique. This time, as many as half of them were eliminated.
The only ones who could follow were a few super masters like Xiao Ba and a group of junior masters from Han Shilin. There were no more than thirty people in front of them.
"You are really risking your life this time." Feng Tianche smiled bitterly, but he quickly called these people together for another meeting.
The other people who were not selected all entered into the defense battle of the three empires under the arrangement of Leng Meiying. With the participation of these elite figures, the people of the Hai tribe who have entered the stage of preparation for the war may not be able to get rid of them.
The benefits go.
Under the Liubao wonderful tree, the strange old man hummed an unknown ditty and drank the 'cocktail' prepared by Leng Meiying himself. In front of him was a golden-roasted suckling pig. The alluring aroma was almost
Even the Six Treasures Tree is almost coveted.
For the strange old man, this meal might be his last. Leng Meiying cooked it very carefully, and he ate even more seriously.
"Leng girl, your craftsmanship has improved."
Leng Meiying, who was standing next to her, turned red. In order to get compliments from Feng Tianche's sharp mouth these days, Leng Meiying put a lot of thought into her already exquisite cooking skills and made this dish.
Things naturally become more delicious.
"I know that this is probably a farewell, but there is no need for you to be sad. You know, I am a bad guy who invaded your place." The strange old man felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he began to adjust it.
Leng Meiying felt a little sour in her heart. She had been spending a lot of time with the weird old man. She rarely saw him speaking so seriously. The more he was so comforting, the more Leng Meiying felt panicked in her heart.
It's like there's something pressing down there.
"You are not an invader, you are an old man!" Leng Meiying said lightly, with a big smile on her face.
The strange old man grinned and quietly understood.
In the dark temple of the Demon Realm, groups of elite Demon Realm soldiers stood tall and looked at their king with admiration, the eight-meter-tall and mighty Demon King whose body was pitch black.
"The time has finally come, hasn't it? The blood of human beings makes my blood boil!" The Demon King's low voice sounded, causing a swallowing sound in the hall. Countless demons looked ferocious and cheered for the upcoming feast.
