With Demon Emperor Linyuan's keenness, how could he not detect the strangeness in it?
Regarding the origin of the weapon, Fu Ji had given strict orders, but it could not be concealed if he wanted to. Ling Xuewei had fought against the Diming Palace several times before, and did not deliberately conceal this trump card. As long as he inquired a little, he would know who it came from.
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What's more, the demon clan's spies are all over the world.
It's just strange that he shouldn't have set his sights on the empress.
This completely touched the emperor's back scale.
"The Demon Emperor joins forces with the Netherworld to split the sky and wants to take action against the Empress. The Emperor is really angry this time."
Fu Ji thought to himself.
Ye Moyan's face like an ice sculpture was hidden in the darkness, flickering on and off, and there was a cold and terrifying aura emanating from his body.
"Let's set off in three days."
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Ling Xuewei, who was thousands of miles away, didn't know that the entire Middle-earth world was about to be stormy because of her.
At this moment, she was listening to Xue Duan's report.
After yesterday's battle, the ghost army finally calmed down.
Maybe it was that battle that shocked the ghost clan. Or maybe they were brewing other conspiracies... Anyway, in the past two days, the ghost army had rarely become honest.
However, the Independence Army did not relax its vigilance, and reports on the front line were still sent back every day.
"There is really no movement from the ghost army. They disappeared without a trace almost overnight. Our spies tracked them hundreds of miles away, but there is still no movement. It seems that they have really retreated."
"The news of the ghost tribe's retreat also came from the three cities of Xinglan, Xinghai, and Xingyao..."
"knew."
After sending the people out, only Ling Xuewei and Xue Duo were left in the tent.
The ghost army retreats, whether it is because they are really afraid of the independent army or for other reasons. Ling Xuewei has fought against the Diming Palace several times and knows how tenacious the ghost army is.
What's more, Netherworld Split Sky has coveted the weapon in her hand for a long time, so it would be wrong for him to give up so easily.
For some reason, she always felt uneasy in her heart.
Soon, this uneasiness came true.
And it's still the worst case scenario.
When Ling Xuewei received the news from Lingxi that Huangfuchen was missing, her heart skipped a beat.
He rushed back to the sect as quickly as possible. When he saw Lingxi and Yifeng who were all injured, the anger in his heart filled the sky like sea water!
"Xuewei!"
Not only Lingxi, but also Yu Wenxuan and Yifeng were injured. Among the three, Lingxi's injury was not the most serious, but Xiao Yifeng was probably the most serious.
Many of his muscles and veins were severed, his internal organs were damaged, and almost no part of his body was intact.
Ling Xuewei found out what happened on the way back.
It turned out that several people were attacked on their way out. If Xiao Yifeng and Huangfu Chen hadn't fought to protect them, they might not have come back alive.
In order to make the target not too big, the four of them separated midway. When they met at the agreed place, there were only three of them left.
After waiting for a day and a night, Huangfuchen never came. And Xiao Yifeng's injury could not allow any further delay, so the two had no choice but to come back first.
"Who attacked you?"
At this moment, Ling Xuewei's whole body was shrouded in cold murderous intent.
In fact, when she asked this question, she already had a vague answer in her mind.
"It's the ghost tribe..."
Yu Wenxuan was wrapped up like a mummy, and his eyes showed strong anger when he spoke, "We have fought against the Diming Palace and know their moves. And they have not deliberately concealed it... There are hundreds of people coming, and they are not ordinary people...
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"Who is the leader?"
Lingxi said, "It's a woman, with a veil on her face, so she can't see clearly. As soon as she came up, she beat Yifeng seriously..."
woman, veil...
A person appeared in Ling Xuewei's mind. After detailed questioning, she finally determined the identity of that person.
Su Qingdai...
The cold light in his deep pupils flashed, and the storm was about to come.
"Xuewei, do you know that person?"
"If what I expected is correct, that person is the Saint of the Diming Palace. She was originally Junior Sister Ye Moyan, but later..."
She briefly explained Su Qingdai's identity and her grudges with her.
After hearing this, Lingxi couldn't help but scolded, "Damn it! White Lotus of the Great Age! Don't think about it, that woman is definitely here for you..."
That's right.
The reason why Su Qingdai did this was to deal with her.
If you can't do anything to her, why not attack the people around her?
Ling Xuewei slowly gave a sneer.
Bitingly cold,
very good.
Su Qingdai successfully angered her.
"Let me see your injuries first."
The angrier Ling Xuewei becomes, the calmer her face becomes.
Only the three people in Lingxi who are most familiar with her emotions can sense the raging anger beneath her calm appearance.
"I'm fine, please take a look at Yifeng first. He..." Lingxi's eyes turned red as he spoke.
Ling Xuewei put her arm around her shoulders and comforted her silently.
Half an hour later.
The situation of the three people is basically clear.
Fortunately, they always carried various elixirs given by Ling Xuewei, and they took them immediately after being injured. All three of them were safe.
But even if this is the case, it will take a long time to recover. Especially Yifeng, he will not be able to use spiritual energy for at least half a month.
"...Xue Wei."
Under her treatment, the comatose Yifeng quickly woke up.
"Yi Feng!"
"You're awake!"
The three people immediately surrounded him, and Lingxi held his hand tightly and refused to let go.
"You finally woke up, you can't do this again..."
"Xi'er doesn't cry..."
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Looking at the two people leaning on each other beside the bed, Yu Wenxuan gave her a look, and the two quietly retreated out.
"You are not seriously injured, so take a good rest during this period. Leave the rest to me."
"Xuewei." Yuwen Xuan called her, his eyes flashed, and finally his thousands of words turned into one sentence, "...be careful."
Ling Xuewei patted him, turned and left.
Looking at the woman's message, the solemn look on Yu Wenxuan's eyebrows did not retreat at all.
He would never forget how arrogant the other side looked when they were besieged.
If they were fighting alone, he was very confident that no one of the four of them would lose to the other. But the other party despicably sent so many people to sneak attack without mercy.
Only then did they fall into the trap.
Because of them, Ah Chen's life and death are unknown now.
Angry, worried, and uneasy thoughts lingered in his chest, making him restless.
At this time, the door behind him opened and Lingxi came out, "Where is Xuewei?"
"Gone."
"Leaving? You just let her go like that?" Lingxi was surprised.
Yu Wenxuan sighed helplessly, "It's not like you don't know her character. Can I stop her?"
Xiao Lingxi was anxious, "Even so, you can't let her go alone! The other party's target is obviously her, and they just want to force Xuewei to submit. Didn't Xuewei just fall into the trap of the other party? No, I have to go.
Find her, at least we can discuss a countermeasure together, we can't put everything on her alone..."
"Wait a minute!" Yu Wenxuan grabbed Xiao Lingxi who was about to rush out and asked, "Who will take care of Yifeng when you leave?"