Especially the first few soldiers who spoke were filled with guilt.
They thought Ye Chuyue was as cold-blooded as a beast and didn't care about their life or death.
But under the moonlight, the six-meridian Lanzhi flowing with crystal light is the best proof!
This is an era of strict hierarchy and orderly hierarchy. Whether it is a vassal state or a divine lineage, no powerful person is willing to give such precious medicinal materials to the people around him...
Every one of the stern soldiers lowered their heads in remorse.
How disappointed I was just now, I feel so guilty now.
Ye Gucheng's eyes were like glass, and he scanned them indifferently.
After pondering for a moment, he said: "Little Moon Master is indeed not as good as Ye Ruoxue and others, who can speak nicely and have a gentle tone, but it should be yours, and Little Moon Master will try his best to fight for you."
"She is struggling in the Ye Mansion. The so-called father is just a decoration. Su Linglong and others are cruel, and Xiaoyuezhu still has no martial arts roots. It is said that Six Meridian Lanzhi is worth thousands of gold and has the effect of curing martial arts roots. However, she has left
Gave it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw dawn breaking in the east, the faint light of dawn, and the tearing dawn light shining on the shooting range.
The word "slave" dripping with blood on Ye Gucheng's forehead gave off a weird and terrifying aura.
After a period of silence, all the soldiers looked at each other and spoke three times in succession:
"We have judged the noble man with the heart of a villain. From now on, I am willing to work hard for the Lord of the Moon, and I will not regret it even if I die."
"Yuezhu never speaks false words, but she cares about us."
"I will also follow the Moon Lord. I will face mountains of corpses and seas of fire, and rain of swords and swords. I will not give up even if I die!"
"As long as I can still breathe, I will ride for the Lord of the Moon. Being able to follow the Lord of the Moon is a sign of my ancestors' merit!"
"A person who lives as the Lord of the Moon will die as the soul of the Lord of the Moon!"
"..."
After what happened with Liumai Lanzhi, the soldiers of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion were no longer disorganized and had real cohesion.
Ye Gucheng listened to the sounds from all over, and a smile appeared on his handsome face.
"You continue to practice while I prepare the medicinal materials. With the six-meridian Lanzhi, Zhao Ye and Shen Qingfeng's injuries can be healed before the envoys from various countries attend the banquet."
Ye Gucheng's tone was no longer sharp, like a young boy, and he went to the kitchen of the mansion with more than a dozen six-meridian orchid in his hands.
The soldiers raised their arms and shouted loudly. They all rushed to the inner area of the shooting range in high spirits and began to run in an orderly manner.
Jun Wuyuan, three major generals, stood at the edge of the shooting range, deep in thought.
"With so many Liumai Lanzhi, the young master is really generous in taking action." Major General Zhu sighed: "It shows that the young master is a good general who is considerate of his subordinates."
"Brother Jun, Brother Zhu, I won't leave this time. I want to stay in Chang'an. I want to stay with the Moon Lord."
Major General Liu said: "Perhaps we can...witness a new legend."
Jun Wuyuan remained silent, his narrow phoenix eyes fixed on the people running in circles.
Half a day passed, and the sweaty soldiers stopped running in circles, but had no intention of resting. Instead, they all began to practice with all their concentration.
Jun Wuyuan was surprised, "With so many laps, your body has reached its limit. You should do what you can."
But the next moment, the three major generals all opened their eyes in shock.
But I saw that the profound energy absorbed by the soldiers who were practicing would be refined and refined after being absorbed by their bodies.
The profound strength was so strong that even Jun Wuyuan was stunned.
"This..." Major General Zhu opened his mouth in shock.
Jun Wuyuan narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "To be precise, they are not practicing, but after their bodies reach their limits, they use the profound power of heaven and earth to consolidate their bodies and maximize the effects of the previous training.
..."
Major General Liu was surprised: "Brother Jun, you see, their cultivation ideas are different from traditional cultivation. They are more about enjoying the mysterious force passing through the body and letting the body and the mysterious force attract each other. This will make them lighter and no longer
Even if you are exhausted, you can get twice the result with half the effort by practicing.”
"The training ideas have only changed a small detail, but the results are completely different from those of traditional training."
Jun Wuyuan looked at Ye Gucheng, who was closest to him, and asked: "Which master came up with such a cultivation law?"
Ye Gucheng exhaled a breath of profound energy, slowly opened his eyes, looked up at Jun Wuyuan, and said clearly: "It was granted to us by the Moon Lord."
The wind passed by silently and there was an uproar.
Several major generals looked at each other.
He seemed as calm as before, his face remained unchanged, but his heart was filled with turmoil, shock and astonishment!
Ye Mansion.
From time to time, Su Linglong's screams could be heard from the main courtyard.
Ye Haipeng ordered his men to give thirty punishments every hour.
Su Linglong took advantage of the guard's unpreparedness and ran out in a panic.
She came all the way to Ye Ruoxue's yard and rushed into Ye Ruoxue's room.
Ye Ruoxue was writing and drawing in front of the document. Ink was splashed on the rice paper to form an ugly-looking woman. It was Ye Chuyue!
With a gloomy look on her face, she slowly raised her hand and pierced the person in the painting between the eyebrows with a sharp dagger!
"Xue'er, Xue'er..."
Su Linglong's voice was hoarse. When she crossed the threshold, she tripped and fell.
"You are the only one who can help mother now. Can you go to your father's place and say a word for mother?" Su Linglong's eyes were slightly red and she choked with sobs.
"Mom, dad has never been so angry. If you let me go now, aren't you looking for death?"
Ye Ruoxue held the dagger inserted into the rice paper slip and pulled it down. She saw that the entire rice paper was cut, and the figure in the painting was even split into two!
"Let me tell you, don't make dad angry. Why don't you give in and be patient for a while? That way, my cousin and I will have an easier time."
Ye Ruoxue smiled and said: "And you don't have to be afraid. You are the wife of Ye Mansion. The Shenwu Dynasty Banquet will be held in a few days. As the wife of your father Ming Yuan, you must be there. So, please bear with me and don't embarrass everyone.
.”
Su Linglong, with messy hair and wounds all over her body, looked at Ye Ruoxue in disbelief.
Suddenly, she rushed towards Ye Ruoxue and asked in a trembling voice: "Only you and I know where those account books are. Did you sell the news?"
Ye Ruoxue gave a gentle push and Su Linglong fell to the ground.
She arranged her clothes in an orderly manner and looked at Su Linglong condescendingly: "Mom, Ye Ningyan is disabled, Ye Siyu is dead, Ye Qingyu is a sick man who can be put into a coffin at any time, you can only rely on me."
"You and I are like grasshoppers in the same boat. It's impossible for me to sell the account books, let alone to that idiot Ye Chuyue."
"Mother, Mo Qingwu may not recommend me to Shenxuan Academy now. When she comes to Chang'an, I must seize this opportunity. Don't make it difficult for me."
After Ye Ruoxue finished speaking, she casually picked up the cloak and covered Su Linglong's body, patted Su Linglong's shoulder, and said outside: "Come here, send Madam back."
Su Linglong's face was pale and in disbelief...
This is the daughter she has given high hopes for...