Xiyue nodded heavily, her face solemn, and then she jumped into the air. Looking around, she saw that the city was not very big, but it was right in the middle of two mountains. It just blocked the important position. The enemy wanted to continue.
Furthermore, the first priority must be to capture the city. In this way, we can march in and break the army like a bamboo.
Looking around, there were seven palaces in total, plus more than a hundred households. She frowned. When Xiyue was thinking about how to get all the people and soldiers here to avoid the rain, she happened to see Wei Ying leading the palace.
The soldiers came hurriedly towards this side.
Seeing Xiyue in the sky, Wei Ying's eyes overflowed with joy, and she hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
"Master Murong, my subordinates are late to greet you."
"Just wait for now. I'll look for you after I finish making the barrier."
In the distance, Xiyue's voice came from the air. Wei Ying nodded as he heard it, then led two personal guards and turned around and entered Xuan Jing's palace.
Xiyue floated back and forth in the air for a few times, and felt that the only way to avoid the rain now was to form a barrier, so she no longer considered it, and took out a formation from the void world, and combined it with the barrier to form this
The small town was enveloped.
The transparent barrier is like a bubble, it can be big or small, and there are restrictions. You can enter, but you can't leave. Even if any spies come in, it will be a dead end.
Moreover,
By the time there is no rain in the city, the other party will definitely be alert and maybe send some capable people in.
After doing everything well, thunder rang out in the sky. Tomorrow's consciousness smiled, nodded and praised Xiyue.
“Very well done.”
"Xi'er, I need to practice for two hours and my consciousness will be closed. You have to be careful."
"I know, I will be careful."
Xiyue nodded and promised that she would not get into trouble. She told Mingming a few more words, and then quietly pretended to be closed. Xiyue did not doubt that she had it, so she flew down and entered the palace. After a while,
When I see her tomorrow, she looks really stable, and then I really turn off my consciousness.
Entering the inner hall, they saw Wei Ying standing in front of Xuan Jing's bed, with a solemn and worried look on her face. Seeing Xi Yue approaching, Wei Ying hurriedly bowed her hands, while the subordinates behind him knelt on one knee.
"Master Murong——"
"No gift."
Xiyue raised her hand, her true energy was flowing out, and Wei Ying and his subordinates could not show any courtesy. Wei Ying's eyes flashed, and she thought that her martial arts was so powerful, Master Murong could be regarded as one of the top masters in the world.
but,
Only Xiyue herself knows that in this world of cultivating immortals, being good at martial arts is of no use at all.
As a cultivator, if you make any changes...sacrifice a magic weapon...no matter how high your martial arts skills are, there is only one way to die.
"Master Murong, can the emperor's injury be cured?"
Wei Ying stared deeply at Jing. After following him for so many years, Wei Ying had only had two incidents. One was when he fell into a coma after returning from the palace, and the other was now. Otherwise, he had never been seriously injured.
Xiyue stretched out her hand to feel Xuan Jing's pulse, smiled slightly, then took back her hand, caressing the edge of her sleeve and said.
"It's not a big problem, but it will take some time to wake up. Wei Ying, why did he suddenly suffer such a heavy blow? Considering his cultivation, the innate environment of this city, and the army, it is logically impossible."
When Wei Ying heard this, his face turned pale and he actually knelt on his knees. Seeing this, Xiyue raised her hand and struck Wei Ying up with a palm...