When Ling Xuanluo was kidnapped by the snow wolf into the Strange Cloud Fantasy Realm, the army happened to be on the mountain, and he was arranged by Feiyi to stay in the abandoned Puji Temple to rest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Stopping at an ancient temple halfway through, it seemed to him like providence. He built a small soul mound for Hui Qiu under the ancient pine next to the bell tower, and made a wish in front of the three saints, if the battle of the Six Realms is over, he still has a life, he will come back here to rebuild the ancient temple, and chant the sutra for three months, for the victims to spend the dead.

When it was time to set off again, there was no large army to follow, Ling Xuanluo and the other four people easily stepped back to Xuanyuan Mountain, so that the journey time was greatly shortened, and after a few hours, Xuanyuan Mountain was already in sight.

Near the mountain pass, all the way is a guard set up by the Condor Alliance. At a glance, you can see that this guard is more dense and dense than in the past. Even if a bird flew by, the guards at the sentry would stare suspiciously for a few moments, and they would have to wait for it to fly out of sight before they would remove their hands from their blades.

The four of them hung their own distinctive, bright red and black seawave shading badges of the Condor Alliance members on their right arms, and after layers of verification, they entered Xuanyuan Mountain.

After entering the mountain, Ling Xuanluo strongly felt that the atmosphere was very different from when he left. Approaching the barracks in Eagle Roaring Valley, the sound of drills resounding through the valley was still there, but in the various allied camps, no one was talking or laughing.

When passing in front of the barracks in the tracked formation, from the generals to the soldiers, everyone's expressions were extremely cold, and the armor and weapons on their bodies were neat, and the barracks door was heavily guarded, as if they were facing a great enemy. The most strange thing for him was that until now, he had only seen the garrison coming and going, and had not seen the Divine Soldiers and the Divine Condor.

"All of this is because of the snow wolf! What exactly did Sanya do? What kind of arduous tasks did the master and the military advisor perform to resolve the crisis she brought? ”

He was full of doubts and even more worried, and before he could greet anyone, he rushed into the Eagle Roaring Valley and went straight to the Chinese army's big tent to report to the Ghost District.

The ghost area was alone in the tent, squinting and carefully studying the map of the mountains and rivers of the Six Realms, and when he heard the report at the door that Ling Shuai had returned to the mountain, he hurriedly ordered the soldiers to invite him in.

Ling Xuanluo didn't let the guards lift the curtain, stood at the door of the big tent and took a deep breath, lifted the curtain door himself, and got in.

The daylight outside the tent was projected by a tall figure, which stimulated the ghost area to open his eyes, but he still couldn't wait to look at the people, and saw a young man with a haggard look and a solid step, holding a shining helmet in his arms, walking towards him step by step.

His pale face had been wiped with blood, and his armor and black brocade cloak were bloodstained and torn everywhere, proving how fierce the battle had been.

"Lingshuai, you...... Peace is back! The ghost area choked in his throat, and after barely finishing this sentence, he was speechless.

Along the way, Ling Xuanluo was worried about the war in the East China Sea, and suddenly saw the Taishan-like figure of the alliance leader, for the East China Sea faction was tragically destroyed due to his own negligence, Lu Zan had to face the 60,000 army of Wei Lie alone, and at this time he must have been more than auspicious, and he felt guilty.

He was really afraid to see the tolerant face of the ghost district, and he didn't want to listen to him explain himself, and the real hope in his heart was to be punished for this, so as to give an explanation to the warrior spirits who stayed on the coast of the East China Sea and could never return to Xuanyuan Mountain or Jiluo Mountain.

So he leaned down and bowed down, and pleaded guilty to the ghost area in a deep tone: "Ling Xuanluo, the general of the defeated army, see the alliance leader!" The battle in the East China Sea was lost, and the immortal clan of the East China Sea was slaughtered, all because of Xuanluo's negligence, so that the remnants of the ghost soldiers had a chance. Please don't remember the old feelings and deal with Xuanluo with military law! ”