Qingge left Fengyue Pavilion and took the Xingtian team and three generals to the outskirts of the city to meet up with the Slaughter Army, Liang Fu, Yin Liangcha and others.
In front of the gate of Ye Mansion, Qing Ge sat on a fiery red horse, holding the reins with both hands, looking down at Ye Wuhen, Ye Yu and others who came to see him off, and said: "That's it for now, no need to see you off."
"Grandpa couldn't bear the pain of separation the most, so he went to bed first." Ye Yu said, "You know, grandpa loves you the most. You should send letters back from time to time to reassure grandpa."
Qingge nodded.
Ye Wuhen said softly: "Bi Xishuang, Li Fugui has been transferred secretly, don't worry."
"I can rest assured that my brother is doing his job."
She was not in the Beiyue Dynasty, Bi Xishuang, and Li Fugui were in Ye Mansion, even if they were protected by a heavy army, they could not resist the Black Demon Guard. No one knew whether Wu Yu would lead someone to forcefully break into Ye Mansion, so he let Ye Wuhen quietly
Send Bixi Shuang and his wife to a safer place.
Of course, the premise is not to alert anyone. In addition, Ye Wuhen even found a man and a woman to pretend to be Bi Xishuang and Li Fugui in the forbidden area of Ye Mansion, so as to confuse the sight and confuse the fake with the real one.
Standing on the horse, in the dark night, with the breeze blowing away the night, she narrowed her eyes, her pupils seemed to be dyed with a thin layer of coldness, showing her desolation.
Jialan, Wuyu——
Since only one of them can win and survive and be proud of the world, that person, why not her?
"Let's go, see you later."
Qing Ge clasped his fists with both hands, then pulled the reins, held the horse's belly between his legs, and galloped the horse in the boundless night. The moonlight was dim and enchanting. The figure gradually moved away, and the cloak covering his shoulders swelled like waves.
Swinging, rustling.
Ye Wuhen stood on the steps, looking at the group of people, lost in the dark night.
"Brother, go back." After a while, Ye Yu said.
Ye Wuhen looked at Ye Yu, nodded, turned around and walked inside. When they reached the garden, they both saw the figure of a lonely old man.
Ye Qingtian held a showerhead in one hand and scissors in the other, watering and pruning various flowers.
"Grandpa." Ye Wuhen and the others stopped.
Ye Qingtian was still watering the flowers, without looking back, and asked, "Are you leaving?"
Ye Wuhen pursed his lips and said, "Already gone."
"Wuhen, Xiaoyu, let's go have a drink with grandpa." Ye Qingtian put down the scissors and shower head, turned around and walked towards the hall.
Ye Wuhen and Ye Yu looked at each other and then followed.
But on the outskirts of the city, in the peach forest, more than 20,000 massacre troops were ready to go. Liang Fu and Beiying also brought 10,000 elite soldiers. When Qingge and others came on horseback, bowls of wine were already placed in front of the soldiers.
In front, on a rectangular table, dozens of bowls of wine were placed.
The bottom of the white bowl has cracks.
Yin Liangcha arrived almost at the same time as Qing Ge. She was dressed in red, her black hair was tied up by a blood jade crown, her temples were as sharp as a knife, her eyebrows were sharp, and her eyes revealed the demeanor of a king who had been in power for a long time. She was riding a white horse,
When the reins were tightened, the horse's front hooves kicked upwards, and a neighing sound awakened the silence of the night.
Qingge jumped down from the fierce horse, and Yin Liangsha also jumped down and walked towards Qingge.
Li Canglang and others followed behind.
Walking to the table, Qingge glanced at Liang Fu, Bei Ying, then at the massacre army and Liang Fu's 10,000 elite soldiers, then picked up the bowl filled with wine and said: "The wind is rustling, the water is cold,
Once a strong man is gone, he will never return. When he explores the tiger's den and enters the Jiao Palace, when he looks up to the sky and exhales, a white rainbow will appear. You are all heroes who protect your home and country. You all know that the battle of Xuanyueguan is related to the life and death of Beiyue. In troubled times, there will be no future.
Heroes, follow this king, pick up your weapons, go into battle to kill the enemy, and defend our homeland and our people."
After saying that, Qing Ge raised his head, drank the wine, and smashed the bowl on the ground. The clear sound was like the beating of a war drum, making everyone's hearts tremble and their blood boiling.
"If there is no chaos, there will be no heroes."
More than 30,000 soldiers, speaking in unison at this moment, were deafening and soared into the sky.
Everyone drank the wine in the bowl, and then smashed it to the ground together, as if they had spent their entire lives.
A bright smile appeared on Qing Ge's face, she got on her horse, and the massacre army also got on their horses.
Over the years, every member of the Slaughter Army has his or her own bloody horse.
As for Liang Fu's 10,000 elite soldiers, they are 5,000 infantry and 5,000 horse archers.
Beiying sat on the horse and looked back at Qing Ge with admiration.
She hates the delicate girls in the empire, and thinks that women can go to the battlefield to kill enemies, and can also guide the world. However, there are very few women with such demeanor. She thought she would never see her in her life, but she never thought
, there is such a woman in the small Beiyue Empire.
Ordinary men would not dare to compare with that kind of courage.
When she has the world in her mind and the country in her heart, she is the king of the eight wastelands and the six rivers.
Tens of thousands of people marched toward Xuanyue Pass in a mighty manner, with their horses carrying dry food on their buttocks.
Not everyone has the luxury of a space bag.
The Xingtian team is at the top. Each of them has contracted with a high-level magic beast. There are also some high-level magic beasts without contracted practitioners who have transformed into human forms and mixed with the Xingtian team.
Qingge's purpose is to establish a high-level warcraft army and let everyone in the Slaughter Army contract high-level warcraft. If successful, she will be able to stand on her own and develop a seventh force on the four-star continent.
She looks forward to that day coming.
The wind whistles, the night is hazy, the flowers in the mirror, the moon in the water.
After driving non-stop for a day and a night, the army stopped under the command of Qing Ge and rested temporarily.
Qingge sat cross-legged next to a century-old tree, closed her eyes, and began to practice. She went over and over again, tirelessly polishing the thirteen tendons relative to the innate class.
Now, her Void Realm mysteries have been expanded to accommodate a fist. If she continues at this rate, within two years, she will be able to expand the Void Realm to cover her whole body. By then, if she fights, she will be able to cheat.
.
If you can't beat him, then beat him. If you can't beat him, then run away. After practicing for some time, you can go back and beat him again.
Although this idea is a bit shameless, it is not the case.
The rest of the people practiced so hard in Qingge, but they didn't dare to relax. After eating a few mouthfuls of dry food, they all sat cross-legged beside the horse and practiced seriously.
As for those standing guard, they are the high-level monsters who work hard.
The acuity of advanced monsters is stronger than that of battle-hardened warriors. They can react to any disturbance and will not feel tired even if they stand for seven days and nights.
It can be said that the position of standing guard is simply tailor-made for high-level monsters.
Qingge poured spiritual energy into the thirteen veins. After the practice, the soul consciousness entered the realm of nothingness.