Chapter One Hundred and Twelve Flying Against the Wind
King Baosheng is her real brother, but she doesn't care much about King Baosheng's life or death.
In a sense, she would rather have more of these brothers die.
But I can't die here.
Because it's about her ability.
She provided all the military information and marching routes of King Baosheng.
To outsiders, it was child's play for King Baosheng to enter Meishan at this time. It was the Empress Dowager who pampered King Baosheng too much, and even brought one person into the largest war between practitioners in the history of the two dynasties.
A clown-like figure.
However, she knew very well how terrifying the Empress Dowager of the Northern Wei Dynasty was.
This in itself is also a test for her.
Protecting King Baosheng while "hunting" here is no different from planning an important army to transport food and grass when marching to war.
If King Baosheng still had problems despite controlling such power, then the Secret Council of the Northern Wei Dynasty would not rate her as highly as before.
The reason for the evaluation may be that she is negligent, or that she has become complacent.
However, there is clearly nothing wrong with her military situation and planning.
The iron strategy army of dozens of people, and the fact that it was not discovered along the way, shows that there are no powerful practitioners. Such an army can also capture King Baosheng.
So how unbearable is this King Baosheng?
She lowered her head, feeling uncontrollably furious in the shadows of the forest.
She knew that the girl from the Chen family in the Southern Dynasty had been forced to have no way out.
Yet she knew she was the same.
If this matter goes wrong again, her many years of dedication and hard work will be wasted, and she may no longer be able to control the military.
The rain finally stopped, but the sky was not clear yet.
A layer of lead-like dark clouds still pressed down on the mountain forest, and the lower end of the dark clouds even gave people the illusion that they were bending the tops of the trees.
Chen Baowan stopped.
The mountain forest in front of her quickly went down and turned into a steep slope.
There are many small sounds of water on the steep slope, but the water is very cold. It is not rain, but spring water flowing from deep in the mountain.
Because the cold persists, what grows on this steep slope is not the broad-leaved plant that can be seen everywhere outside, but a kind of reed-like Apodilla.
There must be a lot of poisonous insects in this reed and bamboo forest. She heard many small sounds, and in the white cold mist, she saw a yellow-green miasma lingering.
What made her stop was not the sound of these poisonous insects, nor the not-so-strong miasma, but the steady and clear footsteps of a person.
She frowned slightly and looked ahead warily.
The footsteps did not change at all, but the mist in the reed and bamboo forest in front of her suddenly became disturbed, and ten lines of mist came out and stretched.
The mist was so thick that it felt like there were ten sharp objects poking out from behind a quilt.
Her eyes still couldn't see clearly what the things in the mist were, but with her perception, she had accurately captured that these things turned out to be some kind of living creatures!
Without any hesitation, she drew her sword.
Her sword was only three feet long, completely black, and the blade was uneven, somewhat like some kind of black rock that had not been polished at all.
However, the Chen family was the most powerful person with military power in the Southern Dynasty at this time besides the royal family, so naturally her sword could not be a mortal thing.
When the true energy in her body surged towards this item, the inside of the sword suddenly became hot, and dark red texture appeared on the black sword.
The dark red texture became more and more gorgeous in an instant, giving the impression that the inside of the black sword was a volcano, which suddenly revived and began to flow out with hot magma.
Then the blade of her sword really flowed with real flames along those textures.
There was a muffled bang.
The humid air in front of her was forced away, and the water vapor in the white mist that came towards her was rapidly evaporated, revealing the true content of what was inside.
The ten living creatures that struck like meteors were small snakes with green and fine scales.
Her beautiful eyes shrank, the sword light in her hand bloomed, and dozens of real flowing fires instantly appeared in the air in front of her.
All ten small green snakes were blocked by her and chopped into two pieces.
The little snakes that were cut into two pieces let out hoarse and unpleasant screams in the air, and their bodies began to burn to ashes. However, there was still a miserable green mist flowing out from their scales.
Chen Baowuan's expression remained unchanged. She took a few steps back and covered her ears and nose with her left hand. At the same time, a pill was taken into her mouth.
There was applause on the slope in front of her.
"What a Black Rock Mountain Fire Sword, what a move of Fiery Meteor."
Along with such a voice, a black figure appeared in her sight.
Her heart suddenly sank.
She is no stranger to such opponents.
The opponents she and the practitioners who followed her had encountered before were all practitioners from the Northern Wei Dynasty wearing black armor.
The fact that her opponent was able to block her way here proved that her guess was correct.
These practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty did have the means to track her whereabouts, or in other words, they had the means to track all the practitioners.
She took a deep breath and held the hilt of the sword in her hand again.
At this moment, several sharp piercing sounds sounded simultaneously in the mountains and forests around her.
The originally dead mountain forests were suddenly shaken by the force, and the tree crowns rippled like waves, throwing up puffs of white clouds and smoke.
Without any hesitation, she rushed towards the practitioner who had just appeared on the slope ahead.
The only detoxifying medicine she had left in her body was probably not enough to deal with the miasma in front of her, but she knew very well that even if the beast was trapped and still fighting, that was her only possible way out.
The true energy in her body poured into the sword crazily.
There was a loud bang, and her entire face was illuminated.
The sword she held in her hand turned into a ball of magma-like fire, and then spattered out violently, like burning stone arrows piercing the Northern Wei Dynasty practitioner.
This practitioner from the Northern Wei Dynasty just performed an extremely simple action.
He just squatted down and opened an umbrella.
This umbrella is exactly the same as the black umbrella held by the Northern Wei girl, or the eldest princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty.
The metal umbrella is covered with black flowers.
When the sword energy carrying true energy and flames fell on the surface of his umbrella, the flames and sword energy just spread along the complicated patterns on the umbrella surface and vented towards the edge of the umbrella surface.
There was a slight sound under the feet of this Northern Wei cultivator.
However, his body remained steady.
In the next moment, he let go of the umbrella handle with both hands, stood up straight, and pulled out the long knife from his waist.
His figure appeared behind the black umbrella that was still flowing with flames, and then slashed out a knife from the top of the umbrella.
The fire was dazzling, but he didn't care about the fire.
Because he was originally blind.
At this time, Chen Baoyuan's sword was already light and agile after the violent sword strike. With the rapid sprint, the sword light broke through the flowing fire from a tricky angle and hit one side of his neck.
However, he easily caught the force of the sword and struck it with one strike.
There was a loud roar.
Chen Baowan gave a sharp shout. She couldn't hold the sword and it flew out.
The expression of the cultivator from the Northern Wei Dynasty did not change at all. His sword was spinning in his hand, and the blade struck Chen Baoyuan's back horizontally, who was still rushing past him.
This kind of siege has been calculated many times by Her Royal Highness the Princess of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Even many details of what happened just now and the way the opponent fought are almost exactly the same as those calculated by Her Royal Highness the Princess. Even he himself found this delicate
This was something that almost all the generals of the Northern Wei Dynasty lacked. He also admired Her Royal Highness the Princess.
Snap!
The back of the knife fell on Chen Baoyuan's vest.
Killing is not the purpose, they need this girl from the Chen family to live well.
Therefore, the power of this blow was not heavy, but the true energy penetrated deep into her heart, making it impossible for her to breathe violently or run any further.
Some blood flowed from Chen Baowan's mouth and nose.
However, what happened next was completely beyond the blind practitioner's expectations.
In his perception, Chen Baowan's hands opened wide.
Many voices echoed from her arms.
Dozens of thin wings popped out, and her arms seemed to have turned into two wings. They flew out against the wind and instantly fell into the miasma-shrouded forest dozens of feet away.
This blind cultivator from the Northern Wei Dynasty frowned deeply.
But he wasn't panicked.
Because there was still someone waiting for her nearby.
A scream suddenly sounded.
The complexion of this blind cultivator from the Northern Wei Dynasty suddenly changed, and his hands began to tremble slightly.
The screams came from his colleagues, and his hearing was far superior to normal people, so he could even hear the shock and disbelief in the screams.
At the same time, many unusual spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly appeared in his perception.
That is definitely not the spiritual energy fluctuation of Chen Baowan alone.
In it, he even sensed a divine flavor.
However, how could such a smell appear there!
(The next chapter starts with the big drama. I’m writing it slowly today. I probably won’t be able to finish the next chapter before late at night, so I’ll update it tomorrow, and I’ll update it three times tomorrow.)