Qingge left Fengyue Pavilion and took Xingtian's team to the outskirts of the city to meet with the massacre army, Liang Fu, Yin Liangsha and others.
In front of the gate of Ye Mansion, Qingge sat on the fiery red horse, holding the reins in both hands, looking down at Ye Wuhen who was coming to see him off, Ye Yu and others, and said, "There is no need to send him off until now."
"Grandpa can't stand the pain of separation, so he went to bed first." Ye Yu said, "You know, grandpa loves you the most. You have to send letters back from time to time so that grandpa can rest assured."
Qingge nodded.
Ye Wuhen whispered: "Bixishuang, Li Fugui has been transferred secretly, don't worry."
"I don't worry, brother."
She was not in the Northern Yue Dynasty, Bixishuang, and Li Fugui was in Ye Mansion, even if he was guarded by the heavy army, he could not resist the Black Demon Guard. No one knew whether Wuyu would lead people to break into Ye Mansion, so he asked Ye Wuhen to send Bixishuang and his wife to a safer place.
Of course, the premise is not to disturb anyone. In addition, Ye Wuhen even found a man and a woman, pretending to be Bixishuang and Li Fugui in the forbidden area of ​​Ye Mansion, so as to confuse the public and make the real one.
The fierce moment, in the dark night, the breeze was sending the evening, she narrowed her eyes, her pupils seemed to be stained with a thin layer of coldness, showing Xiao Sha.
Jialan, Wuyu—
Since only one of them can win, and survive and laugh at the world, why is that person not her?
"I'll leave, there will be a period of time later."
Qingge clasped his fists with his hands, then pulled the reins, his legs clamped his horse's belly, and galloped in the endless night. The moonlight was hazy and enchanting. The figure gradually moved away, and the cloak covering his shoulders swayed like waves and rustled.
Ye Wuhen stood on the steps, watching the group of people, obscured in the darkness.
"Brother, go back." Ye Yu said for a long time.
Ye Wuhen looked at Ye Yu, nodded, turned around and walked inward. When they walked to the garden, both of them saw a lonely figure.
Ye Qingtian held a shower in one hand and scissors in the other hand, watering various flowers and trimming them cleanly.
"Grandpa." Ye Wuhen and the others stopped.
Ye Qingtian was still watering the flowers without looking back and asked, "Go away?"
Ye Wuhen pursed his lips and turned to say, "He has left."
"Wuhen, Xiaoyu, go and have a drink with grandpa." Ye Qingtian put down his scissors and shower, turned around and walked towards the hall.
Ye Wuhen, Ye Yu looked at each other and followed.
But outside the city, in the peach trees, more than 20,000 massacre troops were ready to go. Liang Fu and Beiying also brought 10,000 elite soldiers. When Qingge and others came, a bowl of wine had been set up in front of the soldiers' heels. In front of them, dozens of bowls of wine were placed on a rectangular table.
On the bottom of the white bowl, there are signs of cracking.
Yin Liangsha arrived almost at the same time as Qingge. She was wearing a red outfit, her black hair was tied up by a blood jade crown, her temples were cut like a knife, her eyebrows and eyes revealed the style of a king who had been in power for a long time. She rode a white horse and tightened the reins, the horse's front hooves were pedaling up, and a neighing sounded, awakening the silence of the night.
Qingge jumped down from Lie's horse, and Yin Liangsha also jumped down and walked towards Qingge.
Li Canglang and others were all following behind.
When he walked to the table, Qingge looked at Liang Fu, Beiying, and then looked at the massacre army and Liang Fu's ten thousand elite soldiers, then raised the bowl full of wine and said, "The wind whistles and the Yishui is cold. The heroes will never return once they leave. They explore the tiger's den and enter the Jiao Palace. They look up at the sky and exhale to form a white rainbow. They are all heroes who defend their families and the country. They also know that the battle at Xuanyue Pass is related to Beiyue's life and death. There are no troubled times and no heroes. Follow me, take up your weapons, go to battle to kill the enemy, defend our homeland, and our people."
After saying that, Qingge raised his head, drank the wine in, and smashed the bowl to the ground. The clear sound was like a drum of war, which made everyone's heart tremble, and the rolling blood boiled.
"No heroes in troubled times."
More than 30,000 soldiers said in unison at this moment, shaking their ears and soaring into the sky.
Everyone drank the wine in the bowl and smashed it to the ground together, as if they had used all their lifelong efforts.
Qingge's face raised a bright smile, she turned over the horse, the massacre army also got on the fierce horse.
Over the years, every person in the massacre army has been equipped with his own sweat-blooded BMW.
As for Liang Fu's ten thousand elite soldiers, there were five thousand infantry and five thousand archers.
Beiying sat on the horse and looked back at Qingge, feeling admiration.
She disliked the delicate girls in the empire, and believed that women could also go to the battlefield to kill enemies and guide the world. However, there were very few women with such a demeanor. She thought she would never see them in her life, but she never thought that there would be such a woman in the small Beiyue Empire.
That kind of courage, ordinary men dare not compete with him.
When she is in love with the world and has a country, she is the king of the eight deeds and six harmony.
Tens of thousands of people marched towards Xuanyue Pass in a vast expanse, carrying dry food on the horse's butt.
Not everyone has such luxury goods as space bags.
Xingtian's team is at the top. Each of them has contracted high-level monsters, and some high-level monsters without contracted cultivators have transformed into human form and mixed in Xingtian's team.
Qingge's purpose is to establish a high-level monster legion so that everyone in the massacre army can contract high-level monsters. If it succeeds, she will be able to establish her own business and develop a seventh force on the four-star continent.
She is looking forward to the arrival of that day.
The wind is bleak, the night is hazy, the flowers in the mirror, and the moon in the water.
After rushing for a day and a night, the army stopped under Qingge's command and rested for a while.
Qingge sat cross-legged beside a hundred-year-old tree, closed her eyes and began to practice. She repeated her cycles and polished the thirteen tendons and veins relative to the innate class.
Now, her secret of the realm of the realm of nothingness has been expanded to accommodate the next fist. At this speed, within two years, she will be able to expand the realm of nothingness to cover her whole body. At that time, if she fights, she will be able to cheat.
If you can beat the dog after you can beat it, you will run away if you can't beat it. After practicing for a while, you will go back and fight.
Although this idea is a bit shameless, it is not a pity for soldiers to cheat.
The rest of the people who practiced so hard that they did not dare to relax and slack off. After eating a few bites of dry food, they sat cross-legged beside the horse, earnestly practicing.
As for those who stand guard, they are the high-level monsters who sell coolies.
The keenness of advanced monsters is stronger than that of warriors who have been through the battlefield. They can react when there is any movement, and even if they stand for seven days and seven nights, they will not feel tired.
It can be said that standing on guard is simply tailor-made for advanced monsters.
Qingge poured spiritual energy into the thirteen tendons and veins. After practicing, the soul consciousness entered the realm of nothingness.
Chapter completed!