Yuan Chen strode forward on the familiar Yangchang path. He met some Nanling soldiers by chance, and Yuan Chen greeted them warmly.
"Can you talk to them?" Qiu Xingyu followed Yuan Chen awkwardly, tensing his body.
"The language they use is from ten thousand years ago, dating back to the 1919 era, and is somewhat different from your current language."
"Here, just act like a deaf mute and leave the rest to me."
Yuan Chen explained that he did not want to expose himself because of Qiu Xingyu's carelessness.
"You seem to be very familiar with this place?" Qiu Xingyu was carrying a standard sword. Seeing that Yuan Chen had no intention of stopping, he felt strange, "Have you been here before?"
Qiu Xingyu's hand holding the standard broadsword tightened subconsciously. Yuan Chen was slightly startled, then turned around and smiled: "I have been here ten thousand years ago, of course I am familiar with it."
Qiu Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and there were layers of cold sweat on the palm of his hand holding the standard sword.
Yuan Chen cursed: "This guy seems to really think that I am a frozen girl trapped in ten thousand years of ice, but I am a man."
At the end of the path, Yuan Chen stood still, clenching his hands and feeling a surge of murderous intent.
In front of Yuan Chen's eyes, the once vibrant Xingyuan Tree had disappeared without a trace, leaving only some dead branches and rotten trees discarded aside. The remaining space was a huge military camp.
After Yuan Chen greeted the camp gate guard, he led Qiu Xingyu directly to the military camp canteen.
"Are we going to eat?" Qiu Xingyu looked at Yuan Chen who came back from cooking, a little unsure, "Why do you look so calm? Aren't we in the belly of the enemy's camp?"
Qiu Xingyu was confused in the wind. He really didn't expect Yuan Chen to be so big-hearted.
"Only when we have a full meal can we better find what we each want." Yuan Chen has always had a big heart, not to mention coming here, he has even more trump cards, "Here, this is yours, slowly
Eating, eating is also an art."
Yuan Chen sat opposite Qiu Xingyu, eating and listening to all directions.
"Have you heard? It seems that an envoy from the Royal City has arrived, saying that he wants to recruit disciples or something." As soon as a bearded soldier spoke in a loud voice, he was caught by Yuan Chen.
"No, I heard that the disciples who came here are the disciples of heaven who helped our Nanling Kingdom achieve great unification." Another tall and thin soldier looked helpless, "It's a pity that we don't have a chance to meet him."
"Don't talk about those things that are there or not. The most important thing right now is to find the Dongyang ruins. That is our opportunity to develop." A short, fat soldier who looked as cunning as a fox rubbed his hands and looked at the rice in the bowl.
It's like seeing sparkling pearls.
There are four people at the table, seven meat dishes and one roasted whole lamb.
After the last person finished eating the roasted whole lamb, he wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "I also heard that an envoy wanted to seize the Immortal Miracle Mirror in the forbidden area of Beijing."
"Isn't this just looking for death?" Someone at the other table slapped the table and stood up with a very ugly look on his face, "Isn't he trying to kill us?"
"The higher-ups have never thought about us. Ah Qi, although your parents, wife and children are all in Beijing, don't be too nervous." Ah Qi's brother stood up and comforted him, "Maybe the envoy hasn't received the Immortal yet.
The Yuanhuan Divine Mirror has been corroded by an unknown substance."
Under the influence of the tense atmosphere, the dinner was very depressing, but Yuan Chen felt relaxed, and he even felt a little gloating about his misfortune.
There will always be a battle with the Star Palace.
Yuan Chen now looks like the soldier who knocked his brother unconscious. His name is Zuo Ba.
Qiu Xingyu is now called Zuo Qi.
How can I put it this way? Zuo Ba is really a weakling. He knows everything about Yuan Chen and talks endlessly about it. He gives everything he has to Yuan Chen like pouring beans into a bamboo tube.
This actually made Yuan Chen a little embarrassed.
Returning to the camp, Yuan Chen was still a little surprised. The camp was not big, but there were actually ten people living there.
Without saying a word, Yuan Chen and Qiu Xingyu returned to their seats and lay down.
The place is very simple, there is no basic bed, only bunks on the floor. This is actually the normal life of a soldier.
As for ordinary people, no matter how low-level they are, they may not even be able to save their lives.
Yuan Chen roughly sensed that the other eight people in this camp were only at the Spirit Observation Realm, and none of them were at the Spirit Gathering Realm like Zuo Ba and Zuo Qi.
"Captain." Seeing Yuan Chen lying down simply, one of the 12 or 13-year-old boy with a sallow complexion finally couldn't bear it anymore.
Yuan Chen was slightly shocked, has he been discovered?
Qiu Xingyu was even more exaggerated. His body trembled when he was lying down, and the standard sword in his hand trembled slightly with a cold light.
"Zuo Yun, what's going on?" Yuan Chen sat up and blocked Qiu Xingyu's abnormal overreaction.
"Has our food been withheld again?" Zuo Yun lowered his head and murmured in a low voice, "Then I'll go back."
Yuan Chen looked at Zuo Yun, who was powerless to speak, and immediately hated Zuo Ba. Could this guy have been depriving his brothers like this?
"Let's go, Zuo Qi." Yuan Chen patted Qiu Xingyu's shoulder and whispered in his ear, "Let's help them get something to eat."
"Captain, we are not hungry." Seeing Yuan Chen and Qiu Xingyu rush out of the camp, Zuo Yun regretted his words earlier, "There are dead butterflies outside, which is very dangerous."
Yuan Chen turned around and said solemnly: "You are all brothers of my Zuo Ba. If I eat meat, you will not be allowed to drink soup."
Darkness surged, and the figures of Yuan Chen and Qiu Xingyu merged into the darkness and disappeared.
In the end, only eight people were left in the camp, stunned.
"Captain, this is..." The eight people headed by Zuo Yun burst into tears. Except for Zuo Yun, who was twelve years old, the other seven of them were all ten years old.
Yuan Chen had no idea that his back had been deeply imprinted in the hearts of eight little people.
The military camp canteen was closed at the moment, but Yuan Chen still went in and knocked out the sleeping guards and cooks. Yuan Chen found some meat and vegetables.
"Help me, I want to cook." After Yuan Chen said that, he started to get busy. Although Qiu Xingyu was surprised by Yuan Chen's words, he still obeyed.
Before Yuan Chen was reborn, he also created many recipes. For example, the one Yuan Chen is making now is "Fuyao Nine Thousand Miles", which is a very delicious heaven-level dish with fish as the main food.
However, due to Yuan Chen's strength, this kind of dish could only exert a human-level aroma and magical effect. Even so, the aroma still made Qiu Xingyu's mouth water.
Even the guards and chefs who were knocked unconscious by Yuan Chen screamed in their dreams that it was delicious.
"I also want to make a dish, it may be a bit dangerous, you have to be careful." After Yuan Chen finished speaking, he started the next step.
Yuan Chen casually pinched out an ice lotus flower, and a live carp was thrown up by Yuan Chen. A colorful light illuminated the carp.
On top of the azure ice lotus, there is a live carp swinging back and forth with colorful light.
When Qiu Xingyu saw this, he suddenly had a strange thought. How could this carp look like a treasure that the geniuses from the Origin of Immortality are fighting for? (To be continued)