After hearing Li Canglang's analysis, Qingge nodded, "As expected of General Li."
Li Canglang praised: "If the little master hadn't been so indifferent, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to figure out the mystery. One link after another does not directly reveal the true thoughts, but makes people believe it is true. Following their thoughts,
It’s just that I don’t know what secrets there are in the food divided between the Hundred Nations Alliance and King Xixun.”
"You will know later." Qing Ge smiled.
As the saying goes, if you don't want to let go of your children, you won't be able to trap the wolf. She minimized Beiyue's losses and threw away the food she sent away for the second time, catching the opponent off guard.
Qinggexu narrowed his eyes, and the softness in his eyes was replaced by sharpness.
Wuyu had already paid attention to the Suzaku Formation, and she was afraid that it wouldn't be long before she would face the Black Demon Guard head-on.
Before that, she had to quickly resolve the battle at Xuanyue Pass. She couldn't spend several years just to fight one battle, so she had to find another way and use cleverness to win.
Qingge looked inside at the hundred thousand bones in the realm of nothingness, the fire-gathering grass in the space bag, and the immortal flower. Then he recalled Yingluo's description of Lord Glory, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise.
It was a very confident smile, even in the thick darkness, it was brilliant.
Wuyu, Jialan, Ming Qianjue, Lan Wuxin——
Not urgent.
She will deal with these people slowly, not sparing any of them.
Qingge's eyes were filled with coldness, and she was playing with the Thousand-jin Cauldron, which was infinitely shrunk to the size of a palm. She squinted her eyes, looked at the Thousand-jin Cauldron carefully, put the Thousand-catty Cauldron in her hands and weighed it, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
This Qianjin Cauldron is closely related to Ming Qianjue. So, what secrets are contained in the Qianjin Cauldron?
She will never execute the essence-blood contract before she has found out the reality of Qian Jin Ding. Once the contract is made, Qian Jin Ding will be bound to her and have inextricable relationships.
Simply speaking, this Thousand Jin Cauldron has little effect on her, and it can be controlled by the Void Realm.
At the same time, in the mercenary association, in front of Ming Qianjue, there was also a thousand-jin cauldron floating in the air. However, the thousand-jin cauldron was blood red in color and emitted a lavender light. Ming Qianjue leaned lightly on the soft cauldron,
The legs are covered with a milky white fleece blanket.
The man lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes were surprisingly cold and cruel and evil. He opened his eyes, glanced at the blood-red cauldron, and smiled, "Is there a problem with the food?"
"Yu Ji." Then, Ming Qianjue's deep voice sounded.
The beauty came from outside the screen and knelt down on the soft edge with her legs bent, "Master."
"Inform Xinyin Division to secretly put the looted Beiyue grain into the Beiyue Grain Depot. Do it secretly so that no one finds out." Ming Qianjue said.
"Send the food back?" Yu Ji frowned.
"What? Do you have any questions?" Ming Qianjue looked at her coldly.
Yu Ji was excited and quickly lowered her head, "No, I will do it now."
With that said, Yu Ji got up and walked outside.
Ming Qianjue closed his eyes again. He snapped his fingers and saw the blood-colored thousand-jin cauldron suspended in the air turning into red light and embedded on his long fingers. When the dazzling and bright light disappeared, he saw his slender jade-like right hand.
On the thumb, there is a bloody thumb ring, which looks luxurious and elegant.
Beside, there were two beauties with scantily clad clothes and veils covering their faces, holding cattail fans. The light wind blew over the men's handsome faces, which were as sharp as a knife.
"Meiniang." Ming Qianjue suddenly spoke.
Mei Niang walked out slowly and knelt down on one knee.
"Go to Ye Qingge." Ming Qianjue said calmly.
Mei Niang suddenly raised her face, her pupils suddenly tightened, she swallowed subconsciously, her face tensed, then she lowered her head and said, "Yes."
The next day, early morning.
Dawn is approaching, the dawn is dim, the morning breeze sweeps across the vast land, the east is about to dawn, the fish belly white color paints the sky, the morning sun rises slowly in the dark red like blood, like a torch of hope that will never be extinguished.
Qingge sat cross-legged, raised her head, the wind blew her hair, three thousand white hairs were flying backwards, the red gold light fell on her face, feeling the vitality, the beginning of all things, Qingge raised the corners of her lips, smiling harmlessly, lightly.
A smile is actually gentle and tender. In an instant, the spring light is bright and hundreds of flowers are blooming.
Beiying turned back to look at Qingge, an inexplicable light flashed in her eyes, and then she lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.
Yin Liangsha walked to Qingge and placed the wild flowers in front of Qingge. Qingge sniffed and the fragrance filled her nose. She raised her hand and pointed at the rising sun. She looked at Yin Liangsha and said
: "Look, that's the rising sun."
Yin Liang was stunned. She turned around and looked at the sunrise.
It has to be said that watching the sunrise at Qishishiling, we have the right time, place and people, and the scenery that catches our eyes is so beautiful. The Qishishiling under the sunrise is dry, boundless and vast, as if it is the easternmost part of the continent.
Close to the sun.
As if thinking of something, Yin Liangsha took out the tent from the space bag, opened it, walked in first, and then poked his head out of the small door, "Your Majesty, come here, I will change your dressing."
Qingge shrugged and walked into the tent helplessly.
Qingge sat down cross-legged and untied his red cloak.
Yin Liangsha knelt down behind her and carefully and gently took off the soft cloth. There were traces of blood on the snow-white soft cloth.
Yin Liangsha's movements were very light and his mood was very heavy.
After taking off all the soft cloth, Yin Liangsha's eyes turned completely red when he saw the large area of burns on Qingge's back.
She bit her lower lip lightly, took out several medicine bottles, and first used the green liquid in the purple medicine bottle to clean Qing Ge's wounds. When the liquid scratched the flesh, Yin Liangsha could even feel the heart-piercing pain.
, she pursed her lips tightly and her eyes were deep red.
Qing Ge's expression remained unchanged, as if nothing had happened. Only her pale face and the sweat overflowing from her forehead could reveal the pain she was suffering at this time.
After cleaning the wound, Yin Liangsha sprinkled snow-white powder on it, wrapped it in a soft cloth, and gave Qingge a few hemostatic pills. The repair pill was then completed.
Qing Ge took a piece of black clothes from the space bag. After changing them, she put on the vermilion cloak given by Yin Liangsha and walked outside. With every step she took, she could feel the burning pain on her back.
, the corners of her mouth raised.
Once you get used to pain, the process of pain is also an unspeakable beauty.
Yin Liangsha packed up his tent, sang softly and jumped onto his horse.
Although they lost two thousand horses and experienced a thrilling experience, one night was enough for Li Canglang and others to prepare. It didn't take long for the massacre army to return to its best condition.
Qingge sat on the horse, holding the reins in both hands, and glanced at Liang Fu's ten thousand elite soldiers, secretly appreciating them.
The Slaughter Army has been on the battlefield of life and death for decades, and several generals like Li Canglang are rare generals who can achieve such results like no other.
However, although the 10,000 elite soldiers Liang Fu brought were not as good as the massacre army, they were able to recover in just 10,000 years, which shows the potential of this army and Liang Fu's talent in the use of troops.