The sun was rising, and the golden sunlight fell on the river not far away, making the golden light sparkle and dazzling.
Ye Hao, who was leaning under the big tree, stretched out his arms to cover his eyes and said lazily: "The weather is nice today."
Yu Sanjiang, who was looking at the battle order map on the side, said helplessly: "You still have time to care about the weather, dear, but you have been sleeping for a day and a night, and you are finally awake. If you don't wake up, I will probably leave you behind."
You left alone."
"Oops, I accidentally overslept." Ye Hao touched his head in embarrassment and said, "What's the matter, we both share life and death, so if you leave me like this, can you tolerate it with your conscience?"
Yu Sanjiang smiled bitterly and placed the battle order map in front of Ye Hao.
I saw that the two largest red dots on the map were densely surrounded by many small green dots, either near or far away, and they were gradually moving towards the stream.
Yu Sanjiang withdrew the war order and said: "Now many people regard us as fat sheep to be slaughtered. Do you think I should leave?"
Ye Hao stood up, stretched out, and said with a smile: "After sleeping for a day and a night, my spirit is different, and the injuries on my body are better."
"San Gao, since your injuries are almost healed, let's leave quickly. If we are late, it will be too late."
"Let's go? Where do you think we can go?"
Yu Sanjiang thought carefully, sighed, and said helplessly: "That's right, our location is transparent to others, and it is the same no matter where we go."
"That's not right." Ye Hao smiled brightly and retorted: "Although our location is transparent, it may not be the same wherever we go."
Yu Sanjiang suddenly became interested, looked at Ye Hao and asked: "Sir, if you have any ideas, please tell me."
"Brother Yu, there are still several days until the end of the game. Do you want to follow me and do something big?"
Yu Sanjiang's eyes shone, and the two looked at each other, holding a pile of spiritual stones and giggling by the river.
Qingshan Imperial City, Qingshan District.
In the alleyway, Bingyi was walking in the tea shop, looking at the tea on the table in a daze.
At this time, the swordsman in blue came to Bingyi and said softly: "There are already several groups of people watching nearby. Are you sure you don't want to drive them away?"
Bingyi shook his head and said: "It's not necessary, just let them watch if they like."
"yes."
"By the way, a few hours have passed now."
The swordsman in blue looked at the time and replied: "Five hours have passed since the start, and he should be out in five more hours."
"There are still five hours left. It feels like time flies by so fast." Bingyi looked at the tea on the table and suddenly asked: "Uncle Lan, do you think I will see him in five hours or tomorrow morning?"
The swordsman in blue remained silent.
Bingyi asked again: "Uncle Lan, do you think he will advance smoothly?"
The swordsman in blue remained silent.
Bingyi suddenly seemed to have thought of something, and then asked: "By the way, his cultivation level is only the fifth level of Cai Linghuang. I guess he can't win."
The blue-clothed swordsman looked at Bing Yi's helpless appearance, sighed softly in his heart, and turned his head away, unable to bear to look any further.
Time passed slowly like this.
…
Wu Wenyong returned to the auditorium and looked at the scene played in the center of the venue. His melancholy mood just now disappeared and he started to smile.
What was shown on the screen was the feat of Ye Sangao and Yu Sanjiang teaming up to defeat hundreds of Spirit Emperor monks.
Seeing Ye Sangao's great victory, Wu Wenyong couldn't help but feel happy for him from the bottom of his heart.
Just when I wanted to share this joy with others, I glanced at the empty seats beside me, and my expression darkened inadvertently. I looked at Ye Sangao in a daze.
In a world where monsters are rampant, Ye Hao, who is dragging the Wu Dao Sword, and Yu Sanjiang, who is holding a three-foot long sword, looked at the battle orders on the ground and laughed.
Just now, they used Ye Hao's rich knowledge of spiritual formations and the geographical convenience to set up many spiritual formations. Then the two of them joined forces to defeat the monks trapped in the spiritual formations one by one. The battle orders scattered on the ground were the last.
Good proof.
Yu Sanjiang sat paralyzed on the ground, breathing heavily, and said with a smile: "Brother Ye, I didn't expect you to know so many spiritual formations, and you also carry so many spiritual stones with you."
Ye Hao also sat down on the ground and replied with a smile: "It's better to have more skills than you can handle. My cultivation level is only the fifth level of the Spirit Emperor. If I don't know some spiritual formations, how can I protect myself in this world where monsters are rampant? As for these spiritual formations
, it’s a must-have for spiritual formation masters like us.”
Then Ye Hao took out a black pill and handed it to Yu Sanjiang.
Yu Sanjiang looked at the pill blankly and asked, "This is it?"
"This is a fourth-grade healing elixir. Take it, put away the battle order and leave quickly. We won't be able to withstand the battle in a short time."
Yu Sanjiang took the elixir and felt that his injuries were much better. He couldn't help but said in surprise: "Brother Ye, I didn't expect you to carry such a good thing with you."
Ye Hao put away the battle order on the ground and said: "To be honest, I am still an alchemist, but my level is not high. The pill I just took was given by my teacher."
"Okay, I didn't expect you to have so many identities."
"Hehe, you have so many skills that you can't overwhelm your body."
After the two of them cleaned the battlefield, they left and began to set up the spiritual formations that would be used in the next battle.
…
Qingshan Peak, Qingshan Palace.
A middle-aged man with a hurried look walked through the splendid hall and arrived at the Health Palace where the Qingshan Emperor lived.
He knocked lightly on the door and walked in respectfully after receiving the answer.
In the innermost part of the hall is a bed made of spiritual stones, and sleeping on the bed is an old man with gray hair and an air of twilight.
Next to the old man sat a young woman with a light body and a haggard face. The woman looked at the old man who was sometimes unconscious and sometimes awake, her eyes full of worry.
Around them were kneeling many eunuchs and maids.
The middle-aged man came to the bed, knelt down and said respectfully: "My lord, Yuchi only sees your majesty and the princess."
When the young woman with tears on her face saw the visitor, she hurriedly stood up and helped the middle-aged man up. She said softly: "Uncle Yuchi, there is no need to be polite. Get up and talk."
"Thank you, Your Highness Princess."
A middle-aged man named Yu Chiwei stood up and looked at the unconscious old man on the bed, and asked: "Your Highness, how is your Majesty?"
The young woman stroked the black hair beside her ear and said worriedly: "It's still the same as usual, sometimes awake and sometimes comatose. In the past, I spent more time awake, but now I spend more time in coma. I'm afraid..."
"Princess, be careful what you say."
Yuchi Wei glanced at the people around him and hurriedly reminded him. (To be continued)