Dongxue seemed to have figured out something and continued to walk forward.
"What you mean is that if the tide is not coming, will the people with mixed pulses find a way to deal with us?"
Qingmei was not stupid either, she realized it, "Wouldn't that be a big deal?!"
"There is an old saying in my hometown, "First to repel the internal and then to settle the outside world," which means that if you want to expand your territory, you must first resolve internal contradictions. However, if the foreign enemy is uncontrollable, you can only compromise internally and maintain consistency first.
External, so, what you just said is not impossible, but it depends on whether the human race's holy ruling is so jealous, whether the threat to them is that great."
"Then are we posing a great threat to them?"
Qingmei knows very little about the human world outside Chengtian and cannot judge the external pattern at all.
"It is difficult to judge based on what we know at present."
Dongxue twisted into a pastry shop, found a place by the window and sat down, and ordered two desserts to the waiter who was trotting.
Qingmei frowned and fell into intense thinking. Dongxue, who was sitting opposite her, looked out the window quietly.
The exquisite dessert was placed in front of the two of them. Dongxue just took a look and the dessert was chilling.
"how?"
Seeing that Qingmei had no intention of starting to move, Dongxue asked in surprise.
"I don't want to eat it, I don't have an appetite."
Qingmei shook her head and said dejectedly.
Dongxue smiled slightly and said softly, "It's because of what I just said."
Qingmei nodded and said, "My great-grandfather, my eldest father, and seventeen close relatives in the clan all died in the Battle of Zucheng."
Dongxue used a spoon to scoop a small piece of cold dessert and delivered it to Qingmei's mouth, "So, we can't let this happen again."
Qingmei opened her mouth and put her dessert into her mouth, making her sweet and refreshing.
"And this is just a possibility, and it is not only us who are mixed with worries."
After hearing Dongxue say this, Qingmei's expression stretched a lot.
"But don't you find it strange? That's a tide of ferocious beasts. It's very difficult for a garrison legion with mixed veins to strangle one. Or in a fierce and wilderness, what kind of monster can do it?"
Dongxue held up her chin with one hand, as if Qingmei's words also aroused her curiosity.
"It is true...but what about the motivation? Is there any benefit to doing this? Or... the strong man who can stop the entire group of tides cannot be forced to do it...
...The killing between the beast tribes? Or, what huge secret is hidden in Yunlan's ladder?"
Dongxue murmured to herself, guessing again and again, and denying herself again and again.
"I want me to tell you, on that Yunlan Ladder, he must be a human holy throne."
Qingmei said confidently.
Dongxue smiled but said nothing. She thought of this answer from the beginning that a strong man from the human race was willing to guard the distant border alone for the welfare of his tribe and defend and shock the tide of evil with his own strength.
No matter what consequences his actions will cause, his original intention must be good.
But there are still those questions. If there is such a strong man, what is his motive? Why should he be outside the sand and in the wilderness? Why did he choose Yunlan Ladder?
Assuming it is really for the sake of the human fan ring, the front line can be set up in an open area close to the human beings. The countless ferocious beasts are also a huge resource for benefiting the tribe.
Moreover, the danger hidden in the burial sand will also weaken the power of the group of tides to a certain extent. In addition, the direction of the ferocious beasts invade is not only the sand, but also the battlefield can be quickly dealt with from other directions.
The invading beast tide can greatly reduce its own risks, and even the Holy See will fall.
The most puzzling thing is that the entire human race is completely unaware of this matter.
Everything the powerful people in the Holy See have a clear purpose, and most of them revolve around the resources in the forbidden land, that is, the land of God abandonment. Only by accumulating enough order and merit can we obtain it.
Is this attitude of silent and without leaving a name for doing good deeds really like a holy saint?
"......that was definitely a great hero, one man was above the top of the top, looking down at the dead of all beasts. That scene and that spirit, I felt particularly majestic when I thought about it."
Qingmei in front of her, her little hand holding a spoon, kept gestured, and was constantly assuming her guesses.
......
Ziwei Mountain Top, Qitian Palace, Kunlun Palace
Seventy-four people stood in the empty hall, Taiyuan Sect, Xuantian Academy, Tianya Hai Pavilion, Yuyin Academy, plus Beiwei Army and Wangxia Army, the four pilgrimage Academy and Chengtian Army were all powerful.
Arrived.
Five saints, sixty-two sages, and seven military strategists.
At this moment, nearly half of Chengtian's strongest combat power was gathered in Kunlun Hall, and as for the other half, it was the master of the hanging throne.
Qi Dongxue's master, one of the first seats of Tianya Hai Pavilion, is also among them.
On the side of the throne, a man in black robe, with sword-eyed eyebrows and starry eyes, and was majestic. Although he was just a mirror staircase in the messenger, he was not at all restrained in the face of many powerful people in the hall. His pair of sharp and bright eyes slightly swept across the people in the hall, with his fingers slightly
Lifting, the wooden door of the main hall slowly closed, and at the same time, a layer of light shield appeared around Kunlun Hall.
"Everyone, I must have read all the content of the messaging."
Seeing that no one was talking, the man in black robe said loudly, "The evil tide invaded, which made the clan's miscellaneous meridians have no time to take care of it, and also gave Chengtian the opportunity to recuperate. This change may affect the strategy of miscellaneous meridians to treat Kunlun. This time,
It is precisely to discuss this matter.”
"Zhuo Junluo, is the source of information reliable?"
The strong man wearing heavy armor asked in a low voice, his tone was not high, but he was full of power.
"Fan Shuai, the news is accurate."
The man in black robe answered seriously.
"This news has been circulating for a long time, and the bone-burying sand has not seen any terrorist tides for a long time. So, can there be any abnormal movements in the human race's veins recently?"
The speaker is wearing a long gray robe, with both hands attached to her back, and her body is as loose as she is.
"Return to Xushan Chang, fourteen saints left the forbidden area one after another, guarded the second, and the fifth legion left Zhuque and entered Huanghai City and Qixian City respectively. Guangyao, Scarlet Seal, and God Blessing Heavenly Punishment, appear in me
Around Chengtian territory, a branch of the Kailong tribe, joined forces with the Qixiao and had gathered military forces in its territory that were no less than the sixth joint war. In addition, the Holy See Noah has left the forbidden area."
There was silence in the hall, and the needles could be heard.
In the sand table in everyone's mind, the whole chess game where Chengtian was besieged by the powerful still appeared.
"If this is true, Zu Cheng will fight again, it may be difficult to avoid it."
The man in gray robe said seriously.
"It's a bit too anxious to do this. Only when this tide is missing, this situation of siege and killing is set up. There must be something strange here."
A boy who looked only in his year of dancing spoon squinted his eyes and said, "No, the death of the Lord of the Wilderness Sea is counted on our Chengtian head?"
"It is indeed possible to go back to the Pavilion Master."
The man in black robe next to the throne said, "Including the three tribes of Youshancheng, Linan, Bingzhi and Guizi who have been driven away by our king's army recently, the three tribes of Jimei were also quite dissatisfied. The garrison army once sent people to come.
I questioned it, but I was evaded."
"Chengtian and Zamai had a long agreement. If the human king does not enter the forbidden area, Chengtian will not be subject to the control. Do they want to tear the oath?"
Someone shouted in a low voice.
"Chengtian guards the Jingtian Plain, but Mihuo colludes with the horse people in the northern border, joins with foreign tribes, and kills tribe members. It's a pity and ridiculous."
Someone sneered.
"Zhuo Junli, there is no need to say much, let's fight."
Someone asked for a fight.
The strong people in the hall are not vulgar people. Everyone has the same position, but their perspectives on thinking about problems are different.
"What exactly is Zhuo Junli blocking the fierce tide in the fierce desert?"
Among the many discussions, someone asked.
As soon as this said, everyone calmed down. Perhaps the answer to this question is the key.
"The Holy Bird reported the death toll exchanged a sea mushroom core from Zhuque City. The brief content of the news has been learned by our spy who was placed in Zhuque," Zhuo Fan, the man in black robe, the chief military strategist of Chengtian, stopped.
Dun, continued, "In Yunlan Ladder, the human race's former fortress, a holy beast and countless corpses blocked the way for the tide. The initiator of all this was a human disaster, and it is very likely