"That's it?"

Fei Dasheng looked at everyone's relieved expressions, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

Except for the three princes who said a bunch of nonsense, they didn't say anything useful, which was really a waste of everyone's time and everyone's expressions.

But this is nothing, anyway, Fei Dasheng has never pinned his hopes of dealing with the Dragon King of Qingjiang on others.

Originally, he thought that if the imperial court sent more than ten or twenty Saint-level masters, then it would be very certain to deal with the Qingjiang Dragon King, after all, although Fei Dasheng had fifty Saint-level masters, it was impossible for him to send his own forces up and directly fight with the Qingjiang Dragon King.

In that case, it is he Fei Dasheng who suffers, but it is the court that has done nothing to benefit.

This kind of loss-making business, Fei Dasheng will definitely not do it.

Now that the imperial court has avoided talking about the affairs of the Qingjiang Dragon King, then Fei Dasheng naturally has no reason to worry about the ancients, and he doesn't care about this matter, just do his daily work.

When the Qingjiang Dragon King broke the seal, the most unlucky person would definitely not be him Fei Dasheng, maybe at that time, the entire capital would be shaken and have to face the trouble they created.

These things have nothing to do with Fei Dasheng.

"General Fei, please take a step to speak!"

Just when Fei Dasheng shook his head again and again, thinking that the empire was about to end, Zuo Qianqiu, the squire of the military department, came over and said to Fei Dasheng in a low voice.

"Good!"

Fei Dasheng glanced at him, nodded, and then walked out with Zuo Qianqiu, the squire of the military department.

At this time, he appeared, Yu Tong also appeared, and there were several strangers who came out with them.

"In the big tent just now, General Fei must have endured very hard, right?"

"I can see clearly that General Fei almost didn't shoot the case. ”

Zuo Qianqiu said to Fei Dasheng with a smile.

"No way!"

"I'm just a rough person, and my temper is still explosive, please forgive me if I offend!"

Fei Dasheng smiled, then arched his hand and said to everyone.

"General Zhengnan, you are too modest!"

"If Fei Dasheng, who is carrying the demon army, is considered a rough person, what are we?"

"That's right, General Fei, you are the real hero!"

“……”

Surprisingly, these strangers listened to Fei Dasheng's words, but they all said good things for him.

This incident did make Fei Dasheng feel a little surprised, after all, he knows very well the psychology of people, anyone who forces himself to be strong is problematic, and anyone who is weaker than himself is not worthy of sympathy, hating people and laughing at people is not a common thing.

Fei Dasheng didn't think that because he was an anti-demon hero, he would be able to get everyone's support, which was almost impossible.

After all, in everyone's heart, the word hero has its own definition.

"You're welcome, it's not worth mentioning!"

Fei Dasheng also arched his hand and thanked everyone.

Anyway, when people mention it, it is something that he Fei Dasheng is more proud of, and the great cause of fighting demons is of course the easiest thing to arouse the admiration of everyone, there is no doubt about this, and Fei Dasheng doesn't mind being talked about about it.

You must know that under the circumstances at that time, Fei Dasheng, an ordinary saint, slaying the Demon Clan's Holy Marquis and carrying the Demon Clan's Holy Prince's practice was commendable, even in the eyes of everyone now, it was also a very exciting event.

While everyone was talking, they saw several people around them pointing fingers, as if they were pulling something in the void.

Fei Dasheng knew at a glance that these were all masters of the Holy Prince-level, and what they were doing now was to isolate their surroundings through Dao magic powers, so as not to eavesdrop on their conversations.

"This time, the three princes and the Ministry of Rites can only be regarded as the chief priests on the surface!"

"The real work is still done by our military!"

Zuo Qianqiu, the squire of the military department, said to everyone.

"The Yamen of the Military Governor of Qingjiang County has already prepared for the Qingjiang Festival!"

"If something really happens, our people will definitely go up first!"

At this time, of course, Fei Dasheng knew what he should say.

Obviously, the reason why the empire did not publicize the matter of the Qingjiang Dragon King with great fanfare was because they had some scruples in their hearts, thinking that this matter was not suitable for discussion in public.

However, the problem of the Qingjiang Dragon King could not be solved, so he could only let Zuo Qianqiu, the squire of the military department, lead a part of the men and horses, turn from light to dark, and quietly converge with the Yamen, the military governor of Qingjiang County, which is in charge of Fei Dasheng, and then discuss how to deal with the unstable factor of the Qingjiang Dragon King.

"General Fei is really reliable!"

"You can have such an attitude, it is not in vain that His Majesty attaches great importance to you!"

"This time, the situation is a little critical, and we have to take out the last family background to fight the Qingjiang Dragon King to the death!"

After seeing Fei Dasheng's statement, Zuo Qianqiu, the squire of the military department, couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"Oh?"

"Lord Zuo came over this time, how many Saint-level masters did he bring with him?"

Fei Dasheng looked at Zuo Qianqiu and couldn't help but ask him this question.

After all, knowing oneself and knowing that the other side has won all battles, if there are no one or twenty Saint-level masters among the people sent by the imperial court, Fei Dasheng will not be interested in listening to Zuo Qianqiu's casual gossip here.

If you want to deal with the Qingjiang Dragon King, nonsense is useless, you have to have real materials.

Originally, after Fei Dasheng looked at the team composed of the three princes and the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, he felt that there was no hope for the Qingjiang Festival this time, but he didn't expect that the old emperor's arrangement for this matter was actually carried out in two lines: light and dark.

The three princes and the secretary of the Ministry of Rites are bright lines, obviously the two of them are not involved in the secrets, but Zuo Qianqiu, the squire of the military department, and Yu Tong, the hussar general, are the people who really play a role, and they came over this time, and they mobilized a large number of capable people.

Despite this, Fei Dasheng also has to ask one more question, to see how many Saint-level masters can be called this time?

If the strength is too far apart, they still don't have any chance of winning.

"This time, Your Majesty has mobilized ten Saint-level masters!"

"Coupled with other masters, it should be enough to deal with this Qingjiang Festival!"

Zuo Qianqiu, the squire of the military department, replied.

Ten Saint-level masters, if they sound like it in normal times, it is naturally a very scary force, but in front of the Qingjiang Great Sacrifice, or directly in front of the Qingjiang Dragon King, it is really nothing.

Originally, Fei Dasheng was not very worried about the Qingjiang Dragon King, but since he came into contact with those dragon molts, dragon blood and dragon flames, he realized that his initial idea may be a little too optimistic.

You must know that in the last Qingjiang Festival, the ten Shenggong-level masters were beaten by the Qingjiang Dragon King who had not yet broken the seal?

Fei Dasheng didn't dare to take such a Qingjiang Dragon King lightly, it could only bring him great trouble.

Therefore, after hearing the answer, Fei Dasheng fell into silence and stopped talking.

Hussar General Yu Tong also looked a little depressed, as a person who could access a lot of secret documents, Yu Tong knew a lot about the things he was born back then, so when he saw the ten Shenggong-level masters who were in high spirits at this time, he was quite disapproving.

The strength of today's Qingjiang Dragon King can only be higher than the strength revealed in the last Qingjiang Festival, and there is absolutely no way to have any regression.

Perhaps, this time the Qingjiang Festival, is really the time for the Qingjiang Dragon King to break the seal, the old emperor may also know this, so sending someone to preside over this Qingjiang Festival, it is just a little bit of personnel, from the bottom of his heart he himself did not think that he could successfully complete this year's Qingjiang Festival, the Qingjiang Dragon King re-sealed.

"Everyone's morale is still very high!"

"With the great trust of His Majesty the Emperor and the concerted efforts of all of us, I believe that this matter can be handled well!"

After his combat mobilization, everyone's mood was relatively full, and they were full of confidence in this Qingjiang Festival.

It's just that in the eyes of Fei Dasheng, I am afraid that these masters will be wiped out at least more than half of them in this Qingjiang Festival, and it is not impossible that there will even be a group annihilation.

It's not that he doesn't have confidence in these people, but the strength of the Qingjiang Dragon King has been far beyond everyone's imagination and has reached an incredible realm.

Even if the Qingjiang Dragon King did not achieve the Saint King realm, relying on its unique talent and years of precipitation, it was enough to kill any Saint Prince-level master in an instant.

Human cultivation fights against such an opponent, just like a kindergarten child beating an adult, there is no possibility of hitting the other party at all, but if the other party has an idea, he can change it to 10,000 tricks to abuse human cultivation.

So in this case, Fei Dasheng could only keep silent.

Fortunately, Zuo Qianqiu, the squire of the military department, is a commander, and his own strength is not high, this time the meeting was held, that is, to assign tasks to everyone, and they made an overall introduction to the overall arrangements for the Qingjiang Festival, as well as the suppression of the Qingjiang Dragon King at the critical moment, and assigned their respective tasks to everyone.

"All in all, we have to go all out in future battles to ensure that the Qingjiang Dragon King continues to be sealed!"

"This is also His Majesty the Emperor's great trust to you!"

In the end, Zuo Qianqiu, the squire of the military department, made an impassioned summary.

Fei Dasheng felt that there were two completely different atmospheres in their team now, one was pessimistic and the other was impetuous, and these two completely different atmospheres ran throughout, which led to the atmosphere in the group being a little weird.

(End of chapter)

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