Chapter Fifty-Seven: No Clothes (Part II)

/p> The two armies face each other outside the Green Canyon.

Two figures much taller than ordinary Terrans stood in the snow-covered wasteland outside the valley.

One man and one woman.

Teenagers and teenage girls.

The cold north wind came suddenly or slowly, blowing up the soft layer of snow on the ground.

The snowflakes are charming eyes, but they can't fascinate the eyes of the two sisters and brothers of the demon clan who came down the mountain from Tiannan Jueyun Ridge to enter the world.

Whether it is an older sister or a younger brother, the demon blood flowing in the body is noble and sacred.

The phoenix reborn in the fire and the fire unicorn that walks in the world and surrenders to all beasts, the blood that burns all the time makes the sister and brother naturally not afraid of the cold.

In this snowy weather, they wore only half a piece of handmade animal skin clothing on their shoulders, simple and rough, and their legs and arms were exposed to the harsh north wind. For the wind knife that can make the people of the world willingly wrapped in a quilt, this is a provocation, an undisguised provocation, a naked provocation.

So the wind and snow of gas are getting tighter and tighter!

For the Weiyang army armor that surrounded the mountains on the opposite side and did not attack but only lined up in formation, the harsh weather, wind and frost and snow were a difficult tempering. According to the words of the Confucian general Weiyangsheng, the enemy of the Weiyang army is not only the 300,000 elite soldiers and good generals in Qingxia Pass, but also the cold and freezing that Dayan is difficult to adapt to!

Outside the Qing Canyon, there are 50,000 troops in the ice and snow, which is naturally the vanguard force. Behind the 50,000 soldiers whose figures were as straight as cedars, he was Wei Yangsheng, who personally commanded and led 100,000 soldiers to suppress the formation.

When a good general chooses a battle, he must first secretly match the right time, place and people.

However, Weiyangsheng's move to brave the wind and snow to crusade against the Qingxia Pass, which is dangerous and easy to defend and difficult to attack, not only lost the time strategically, but also the geographical situation was quite difficult. If the only chance to win this battle is to pin on the last man.

This is also the result of countless sand table deductions.

A unique ending.

The Weiyang army does not need the name of the undefeated king, and the Weiyang students do not need too many victories to shine through.

In his opinion, the real sound of triumph is that he has no regrets in his life after listening to it once.

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Silver world.

The Confucian general Wei Yangsheng in silver robes and silver spears straddled the white horse, and where his eyes fell, it was not the demon clan brothers and sisters who controlled the ten thousand beasts in front of the wind and snow wasteland canyon, but the lonely camp in the center of the military array.

There is a lonely camp in the center of the Weiyang Army military formation that confronts the demon clan sisters and brothers and the ten thousand beasts in the Qing Valley.

In the solitary camp there were thirty-six Yizi disciples wearing star-patterned Taoist robes.

Thirty-six Yizi disciples sat cross-legged according to the order of Tiangang Star, each holding the Tao and dusting, and lit a fire lamp in front of them.

The thirty-six lamps were pierced by a thin red thread, and the end of the thread was held in Zhou Tian's hand.

Zhou Tian, who came from the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong, was naturally also an inner disciple of Xuanyin Mountain under the Nine Star Heavenly Machine Constellation, and in some ways could even be said to be in the same vein as Jun Zeyu, the military master of the Seven Nations Alliance.

The three generations of disciples of the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong are known as the geniuses of the world, and there are countless young handsome people who are amazingly talented.

Zhou Tian asked himself that in addition to being young, his mediocre appearance could not be called handsome, and he did not dare to be ranked with the senior brothers under the twelve constellations as the name of the genius.

In this life, he didn't care about cultivation, nor did he care about fame.

He was obsessed with only one thing, and that was painting.

Zhou Tianzhong is fascinated and good at painting, and is known as a magic pen in the 800 sects of Tiandong. It is rumored that the magic pen draws the dragon every day, and the eye can fly for nine days.

The Confucian general Weiyangsheng had never seen the legend of Long Fei Jiutian with his own eyes, and only believed that seeing was the truth and that he had also disdained this Yimen method. But for some reason, when he first saw his unsightly magic pen Zhou Tian, he was convinced of this legend.

It's as if fascinated!

......

Wei Yangsheng beside Su Xiaofan stayed on the lonely camp in the wind and snow for a long time.

If you want to go down to Qingxia Pass, you must first break the ten thousand beasts and demon tide of the demon clan sisters and brothers. The pair of siblings were born with the pure bloodline of ancient gods and demonic beasts, and all beasts surrendered wherever they went. Even the iron hooves of the 300,000 Weiyang army trampled all over it, and the flesh and blood of the human race and horses were also difficult to resist the impact of the huge beast tide several times.

The military advisor who knew everything about the world seemed to have expected this difficulty, so after the Seven Kingdoms formed the Tanyuan Alliance, he began to order people to start handling it and take precautions. Until the eight hundred sects of Tiandong brought a drop of blood, a drop of ancient candle dragon blood.

According to the meaning of the military master, all beasts surrender to the phoenix unicorn, and the power of the bloodline is not inferior to the ancient candle dragon of the two, and it must be enough to deter.

The only way to break the tide of ten thousand beasts is to repay the other with the other way.

Wei Yangsheng is looking forward to how the magic pen Zhou Tian will return his body.

Those introverted eyes stared at the lonely camp in the snow guarded by 50,000 soldiers, as if they saw the unsightly magic pen Zhou Tianbi walking dragon and snake in the camp tent.

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Behind the demon clan siblings is the Great Yanqing Canyon, the ten thousand beasts and demon tides in the valley.

There is a magnificent city in the depths of Qingxia, which is the Qingxia Pass, the granary of Dayan.

There are three figures above the Qingxia Guancheng Tower.

Yu Nianqing, a guard who had always acted maturely and calmly, stood respectfully behind the other two in feather-blue armor and pressed his sword, without saying a word. He has been stationed at Qingxia Pass all the year round, and he has heard more than once about the benevolent name of the princess Ning Xue who likes to wear purple dresses in the white mansion gate of the empire, but this time when he saw the real person, this veteran was both happy and sad.

The joy is that the Princess Ning Xue seen in the eyes of countless people is shocked compared to the rumored petite and weak princess.

The rumored princess likes to wear purple clothes.

The princess in front of her was dressed in a big red robe.

The rumored princess studied under the dean of Bodhi Academy, and treated the people like a son with her skillful hands, and even walked with the fleeing people all the way and cured the plague by her own illness.

The princess in front of her did not smile, and her delicate and immature expression often hid a shallow sadness between her eyebrows, which should be a difficult knot to solve.

The rumored princess is kind and kind.

The princess in front of her makes people feel a little cold, like the wind and snow of Dayan, but it is as penetrating as a knife in front of her, so that people dare not approach easily.

The rumored princess is a pampered princess who does not care about the world.

The princess in front of her is more like a female general who commands the three armies, just like the red-robed female general Luo Bingwang, the commander of the undefeated king division of Xingyun Prefecture!

The veteran Yu Nianqing had an epiphany in a trance, and sighed deeply in his heart.

He didn't know what kind of story Princess Ning Xue had experienced before she returned to Qingxia, but it was not easy to think about. It is a sad story that can make a person have the heart to change the habit for more than ten years.

Xue'er, dressed in a red robe, stared out of the green canyon through the wind and snow.

Absent-mindedly, she recalled that in the early morning, when the sky was slightly bright, the spies reported the urgent battle of the Xiliu Army flying across Dujiangyan to seize Fenglingdu.

The Metropolitan Governor Li Tiangang was killed in battle.

Gongsun Emei absconded.

200,000 dragon kings and sailors were either killed in battle or surrendered in battle.

Since then, the fine willow army has been stationed in Fenglingdu, looking at the capital of the second country, Jiangdu.

And the culprit of this battle is not the new commander of the Xiliu Army, Wu Xiuyang, but the silver fox-faced Luo Chuyi. There is also the departure of the one-armed sword twenty-four, and Shen Tianxin, who holds the book of immortality.

At that time, Xue'er received the battle report, and every word hurt her heart.

Nancy Han glanced at Xue'er, who was slightly pale.

Cher's hands were hidden in the red robe, clutching the corners of the clothes.

Her heart hurts.

It's a deep sting.

Those flowing eyes gradually blurred unconsciously.

"Brother Changfeng, do you really want to destroy Dayan with your own hands?"

(End of chapter)