Xiao Yuan sat at the table, took some tea and moistened her throat, and said, "This is what happened."
In the spacious coach's room, Xiahou Aotian, Tianxiaguihuo, Demon Eye King, Zhao Chenghuang, Lingjun and Fu Qingyang sat together, looking at each other, and they all saw heavy looks in each other's eyes.
On the first day after entering the dungeon, he was stabbed in the back by three teammates and almost died in the palace. Then he was stabbed in the back by the leader of the guards and almost died again.
It was hard to stay up until dawn, but tonight, the Zheng family led the imperial army to attack at night, and was forced out of the palace. Their cultivation was also sealed, and they were surrounded by either a female streamer, a fire master, or both a female streamer and a fire master's teammate.
Even the most undisciplined and optimistic Lingjun couldn't help but complain: "As expected of the king of subjugated country, it is much more exciting than ours."
If it were him, he probably wouldn't survive the first episode.
Xiahou Aotian looked at the silent Demon Eye King and said in surprise:
"Why didn't you slam the table and retreat to the capital?"
The Demon Eye King cracked his lips: "The bewitching demon is not a fire master. We don't lack brains. On the contrary, we are all masters of tactics and strategists. If we retreat to the capital, we will lose our military positions and be charged and imprisoned. Everyone will be finished.
."
Tianxiaguihuo said without being humble or arrogant: "Fire masters can also use their wisdom and brains."
Lingjun said happily: "Very good, very good. As expected, we all have brains here. Even the only smart fire master is here."
"The upper limit of the combat power of the capital map may not be as high as that of the battlefield, but in terms of difficulty, it seems to be better. The difficulty of the battlefield is reflected in the combat power, and the capital requires more brains." Zhao Chenghuang scanned the crowd and said in a faint tone:
"Yuanshi is so pitiful."
Xiao Yuan frowned when she heard this and glanced at Zhao Chenghuang coldly, implying that she had no brains.
Just as she thought this, she heard Xia Hou Aotian speak with a low emotional intelligence: "Xiaoyuan, Zhao Chenghuang, you have no brains."
Lingjun fiddled with the tea bowl and said jokingly: "Zhao Chenghuang and Sun Miaomiao are childhood sweethearts. They must be looking for Sun Miaomiao. Well, Guan Ya hasn't been found yet. If she stays with Yuan Shi, the situation will be much better."
Lingjun also made his position public.
Hearing this, Fu Qingyang interrupted in time: "Let's get down to business."
If Lingjun continues talking, he, Guan Ya's cousin, will have to take sides, but the team cannot be distracted and resentful of each other because of Yuanshi Tianzun's philandering.
He turned his head and looked at the mature woman who was ambiguous with Yuanshi Tianzun, and said calmly:
"The method for Demon Eye to return to the team is very simple. He swears allegiance to me in front of enough defenders, and the main mission will be changed.
"The core here is testimony, a testimony with enough credibility. If you tell Yuanshi this idea, he will know how to do it."
After thinking for a few seconds, Madoka nodded slightly and felt a big stone in her heart fall.
After she escaped from the palace, she rushed to Lingxia City without stopping, just to change the camp as soon as possible and help Yuan Shi.
The capital city is not like a battlefield. No matter how many plots and tricks are used, it is still a matter of fighting on the battlefield, and the capital city encounters too many problems.
There are not only complex character relationships, but also complex multiple plot lines, as well as the different camps of separated personnel (Sun Miaomiao, Guan Ya) and teammates, etc.
You can't let Yuanshi do all these things.
At this time, Lingjun said:
"The structure of the dungeon of King of Subjugation is very clear. The capital and Linxia City are advancing in parallel. No matter which side fails, the group will be destroyed.
"As my proudest student, Yuanshi can handle the affairs of the capital, but on the battlefield, I can't trust Fu Qingyang and Demon Eyes. Xiao Yuan, you are a witch and poison master. Please provide us with some poisons."
For poisonous insects, it is best to reproduce quickly and be highly toxic."
Xiao Yuan said calmly: "Gu insects with strong toxicity don't reproduce very fast."
"Then the ones that reproduce quickly will be enough for ordinary soldiers. The ones with average toxicity are enough." Lingjun said.
"I'll give it to you tomorrow morning." After Xiao Yuan finished speaking, her face looked a little solemn: "The enemies on this side of the battlefield are very strong?"
Lingjun shrugged: "The army of 400,000 is led by a ninth-level ancient war god."
Zhao Chenghuang corrected him: "The maximum army now is 350,000."
At this time, Tianxiaguihuo said:
"Over in the capital, the current task is to survive for three days. Now that one day has passed, I am afraid that the next two days will be murderous. And the only saints among you are Brother Red Rooster and the Master of the Killing Palace, and they have been scattered. You guys
There is too little fighting power at the saint stage."
He opened the inventory and took out a stone sculpture of an evil spirit; a stone tablet engraved with "Frugality"; a stone tablet engraved with "Universal Love"; and a three-inch-tall metal creation.
The metal creation has a square base made of bronze. On the base is a brass crescent, and metal balls composed of brass blocks are suspended between the crescents.
No introduction is needed for Tianxia Guihuo. Xiao Yuan, Xiahou Aotian and Zhao Chenghuang recognized it at a glance as a consumable obtained after clearing the "Mo Zong Organ City".
These four props are "Minggui", "Jianai", "Jieyong" and "Six Animals".
Tianxia Guihuo said: "The price required for saint-quality props is unbearable by extraordinary practitioners, but there is no need to pay for consumables. I only have four left. Zhao Chenghuang, Xiahou Aotian, how many do you have left?"
He actually has another one called "Festival Burial".
However, Festival Burial allows the corpse to be transformed into an Inferi for fighting, which is exactly what it is used for on the battlefield, so it is not given to Madoka.
Xiahou Aotian and Zhao Chenghuang looked at each other: "It has been consumed long ago."
The corner of Tian Xia Gui Huo's mouth twitched, and he smiled softly: "You are worthy of being from a noble family. Extravagance and waste are engraved in your bones."
Unlike him, every item of props and consumables has to be used carefully and carefully, saving as much as possible.
"That's enough." Xiao Yuan put it away with satisfaction.
Early next morning.
The queen had a full sleep, yawned and stood up, stretching her soft and slender waist.
"Are you awake?" Zhang Yuanqing, who was sitting on the bedside, said quietly.
The queen responded and said with a smile: "Gang leader, you woke up so early? You are sick and should rest more."
Zhang Yuanqing sighed and said quietly: "The quilt has been as cold as iron for many years. My dear child has been lying on it and it has cracked inside. There is no place for leaks in the bedside room, and the rain has not stopped my feet."
The queen took a closer look and saw that the gang leader had dark circles under his eyes and a look of exhaustion on his face. Jiang Jingwei's legs were resting on his stomach, his body was tilted to the left, his head was tilted to the right, and he was sleeping in a posture that looked like he didn't recognize his relatives.
The quilt had long been kicked under the bed.
Zhang Yuanqing said: "My already bad health has become even worse."
Last night, Jiang Jingwei was so tormented that she barely slept. She was either kicked or pressed awake. The stinky girl probably fought with someone in her dream.
"Gang leader, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
"Forget it, today is very important. There is no time to waste on sleep. Even if you die suddenly, you have to get up and do things." Zhang Yuanqing grabbed Jiang Jingwei's white and tender feet and threw them hard: "Let's go!"
Half an hour later, Zhang Yuanqing, the queen and Jiang Jingwei, who had changed their appearance, said goodbye to their uncle and aunt, and walked in the long street of the capital of the Southern Dynasties. They saw a stream of people, pearls in the city, and colorful houses in the houses, a lively and prosperous scene.
But in fact, 400,000 troops were pressing down on the border, and a large part of the merchants and migrant workers in the capital of the Southern Dynasties had already fled.
The economy of the Southern Dynasties was developed, and the capital was at its peak. It could be described as: Smoked willows painted bridges, windy curtains of green curtains, and hundreds of thousands of homes.
Compared to the peak, this situation is already considered a depression.
There are three things to do when I come out today. One is to see a doctor, the other is to inquire about the emperor's image among the people, and the third is to visit places and look for opportunities to contact the Yang family.
So the three of them left the south of the city and came to the main road leading to the inner city, where they saw a scene of blooming flowers.
Both sides of the long street, which is about fifty meters wide, are lined with shops, restaurants and inns, and are covered with archways and banners.
Jiang Jingwei looked around enthusiastically, sometimes becoming interested in the carriage, sometimes becoming interested in the food stalls on the street, completely forgetting that he was in a dungeon.
At this time, a city patrol team came from the front, and the carriages and pedestrians gave way.
The leading general's eyes were as bright as lightning and he was constantly searching the crowd.
Zhang Yuanqing pulled Jiang Jingwei aside and whispered: "Lower your head!"
After the patrol team left, Zhang Yuanqing and the Queen looked at each other and said, "This is the third team. Zheng Wenhan is looking for me."
Along the way, they discovered that the city patrol team focused on searching inns and restaurants, and their intention to find people was very obvious.
The queen whispered: "Should we change places? That place is not far from the river."
Zhang Yuanqing shook his head and said:
"No, from the perspective of the pursuers, we will definitely stay away from Nancheng and will not stay nearby. Of course, they will definitely also search for the residents near the exit of the underground river. As long as we come out during the day and return at sunset, we can avoid the enemy.
manhunt."
The Northern and Southern Dynasties were at war, and the country implemented a curfew. Zheng Wenhan's search for the emperor must have been secretive, so he would only act during the day.
The most important thing is that only two of the six battalions of the city defense army are controlled by the Zheng family. If the Zheng family conducts large-scale raids at night, other forces will definitely notice.
A quarter of an hour later, they passed by a medical clinic called "Holy Hand Church".
Zhang Yuanqing led the two girls inside. Sitting in the hall was an old doctor wearing a light-colored gown, white beard and hair, and a headscarf.
There were very few patients in the hall, and two apprentices were picking medicinal materials in front of the counter and chatting in low voices.
The old doctor glanced at Zhang Yuanqing and said, "Sit down."
Zhang Yuanqing took the opportunity to sit down and said with a smile: "How did you know it was me who came to see you?"
"Half of the body has been buried in the soil. Naturally, you can tell at a glance." The old doctor stretched out his hand with a solemn expression, indicating that he wanted to take a pulse.
Zhang Yuanqing stretched out his hand.
The old doctor took his pulse and concentrated for a moment. His already solemn expression darkened again.
"Doctor, can my disease be cured?" Zhang Yuanqing asked tentatively.
"It's a punch, it's a punch," the old Chinese medicine doctor sighed.
Zhang Yuanqing was overjoyed when he heard this. He didn't expect an ordinary doctor to be able to cure his illness. Even a doctor who opened a medical clinic in a "busy city" must have a few skills.
But from what the doctor said, things seem to be turning around?
The old Chinese medicine practitioner silently spread out the paper, picked up the brush, and started writing.
Zhang Yuanqing thought he was going to write a prescription, but it turned out to be an address. Staring at the address on the paper, he asked: "This is it."
The old Chinese medicine doctor's face was solemn: "This is the address of the coffin shop in the north of the city. Young man, you are not half buried in the ground, but your whole body."
So this is what punching in the eyes means? Zhang Yuanqing walked away cursing.
The three of them left the hospital. The late autumn sunshine was bright and warm. The Queen said:
"I just found out the address of the Immortal Medicine Shop from the apprentice at the medical clinic. Today, the Fairy Medicine Shop has a free clinic, and all the people in the city went to have sex for free."
Jiang Jingwei was surprised:
"With so many people in the capital, can the doctor from the Immortal Medicine Shop come here to see you?"
The Queen replied: "Under normal circumstances it is definitely not possible, but the apprentices at the medical clinic said that the Imperial Master has accepted many disciples, and all of them are proficient in medical skills and will sit in the hall during free clinics."
Jiang Jingwei was delighted: "Yuanshi, let's go see a doctor. Anyway, we are disguised."
"So, have you forgotten all the content of yesterday's discussion, or did you not listen at all?" Zhang Yuanqing gave Jiang Jingwei a violent shudder and said angrily: "Guess why the Immortal Medicine Shop has a free clinic today? It's so obvious that you are a fool.
go."
"We are going to the Yang Mansion, and we will pass by the Immortal Medicine Shop, so why not take a look around." The Queen smiled and said, "By the way, I also asked about His Majesty's reputation among the people."
"What did the two apprentices say?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.
The queen put away her smile and sighed:
"It will bring disaster to the country and its people! It is said that the country of Zuo, which lasted for five hundred years in the Southern Dynasty, will be destroyed sooner or later at the hands of Zhao Shun, a foolish king."
"Although Zhao Shun is a foolish emperor, two ordinary people dare to call the emperor by his name?"
"It can be seen that both the Zheng family and the Imperial Master are condoning this phenomenon."
So, the group of people walked along the main road, and after paying the city entry tax of ten copper coins, they finally arrived at the inner city. After walking for a quarter of an hour, they successfully arrived at the Immortal Medicine Shop.
Xianyaofang is a three-story attic facing the street. It is bright and decent. There are a sea of people inside the building and a queue outside the building.
More than a dozen elixir shop apprentices wearing black and white uniforms maintained order.
Jiang Jingwei said "Yeah", pointed to the signboard of Xianyao Shop, and said: "Is that Xiaoyuan?"
Before he could finish his words, he was covered by the queen.
Zhang Yuanqing whispered: "Let's go."
Jiang Jingwei followed her two teammates obediently, and after about a hundred meters, she said: "The Tai Chi fish balls on the sign are the same as Xiao Yuan's bronze medal."
The small round bronze medal is also engraved with a black and white Tai Chi fish.
The Queen turned her head and looked at her handsome face in the sun, "Mrs. Ya was arranged to enter the palace by the Imperial Master."
Damn it, you arrange one and he arranges another, do you think my harem is a public place? Zhang Yuanqing complained in his heart, but calmly said on the surface: "It's not surprising at all."
After catching a random passerby and finding out the address of Yang's Mansion, the three of them took only forty minutes to arrive dozens of meters away from Yang's Mansion and saw the outline of the tall and wealthy house.
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes casually swept across the street, and then he said expressionlessly:
"Let's go, this street is full of hidden dangers."
"Taikang Street" where Yang's Mansion is located is a place where dignitaries gather. It is similar to a modern high-end villa area. There are very few pedestrians in this place.
Common people can't wander here, but at the intersection and on the street, there are several vendors pushing mobile stalls, as well as coolies enjoying the shade under the walls.
Jiang Jingwei and the Queen nodded slightly, pretended to be passers-by, turned around and left.
A spacious and luxurious carriage turned into this street and passed by the three of them.
The wheels rattled, and the luxurious carriage stopped at the door of Yang's house.
The coachman jumped out of the carriage and brought a small stool to greet the noble people in the carriage.
The curtain opened, and a beautiful woman wearing silk and satin, with high black hair and a gold hairpin and jade pendant, stepped out of the car on a small stool.
She glanced across the street and said to the coachman: "There are a lot of spies outside Yang's house. Let the housekeeper send someone to arrest them and ask about the situation."
The master Ouchi who acted as the coachman bowed and said: "Yes, the Queen."