Chapter Ninety-Three: Forcing the Palace
Seeing the Venerable Jin Guang, Zuo Mingfei became more and more embarrassed, and hurriedly said, "Daoist Jin Guang, don't come unharmed. "Words * Love * First * Hair"
The Venerable Jin Guang sneered: "Mountain and wild paths, I don't dare to bother General Zuo to worry, I don't know if my guests have found out that there is a problem?" ”
Seeing that the Venerable Jinguang's tone was not good, Zuo Mingfei sighed and said with a wry smile: "I know that the Jinguang Daoist misunderstood, and I didn't convey the notice in time, there have been changes in the Demon Soul Cave recently, and the Lingdong Village has implemented three-level martial law, so the subordinates acted according to the order, but they did not change it, and offended this casual Taoist, I am willing to make amends on my behalf, I only ask the Taoist to understand, and it is easy to say." ”
The Venerable Jin Guang was stunned and wondered, "What has happened to the Demon Soul Cave?" ”
Zuo Mingfei said: "The demon soul evil spirit on the second floor of the Demon Soul Cave has suddenly increased, and a team of soldiers who entered the trial and assessment of my Excalibur Force before was attacked, and I led people to rescue them, but there were still a few who were brutally killed, and even if a few were rescued, they were all infected by the demonic qi and were in danger." ”
Speaking of this, a look of pain appeared on Zuo Mingfei's face.
Even with the support of the state, it is not so easy for the army to cultivate talents, and he has lost several good seedlings with unlimited future at once, and Zuo Mingfei also feels pain.
The Venerable Venerable Jin Guang gasped: "How can this be? Isn't the demon soul on the second floor of the Demon Soul Cave accused of a certain amount? Why the sudden increase? ”
Zuo Mingfei said bitterly: "This is an unexpected situation, if it weren't for the spirit rune message sent by the trial team, we wouldn't know about the changes." ”
The Venerable Jin Guang was silent for a moment, and his complexion changed.
He asked Xu Ding and other Taoist friends for help, just to prepare to go to the third layer of the Demon Soul Cave that ordinary cultivators did not dare to go deep into.
Unexpectedly, at this juncture, the Demon Soul Cave suddenly underwent a mutation, which was not a good sign.
Zuo Mingfei continued: "According to our observation, the changes in the second layer of the Demon Soul Cave should be related to the third layer, but unfortunately the third layer of the Demon Soul Cave is too dangerous. There is no way to solve this problem. I have already reported it, and I hope that someone from above will come to investigate, otherwise I am afraid that something will really happen, and I am afraid that the entire Lingdong Village will not be able to be saved. ”
These words were even more terrifying, and the Venerable Jin Guang took a deep breath and said with a serious expression: "I understand, thank you General Zuo for reminding me." ”
Zuo Mingfei shook his head and said: "The Divine Sword Force and the Cultivation Realm are closely related, and we can only survive for a long time by helping each other and benefiting each other." ”
After finishing speaking, Zuo Mingfei suddenly looked at Xu Ding, and said with some excitement in his eyes: "This Dao Chief, you can see at a glance that my subordinates are inappropriate, I don't know if there is any solution?" As long as the Taoist can save the lives of the soldiers in our army, I am willing to pay the Taoist to his satisfaction. ”
Xu Ding was thinking about what could happen in the Demon Soul Cave, when he heard this, his eyes flashed, and he said indifferently: "What's wrong?" The general's subordinates are all heroic and mighty, how can it be inappropriate? ”
The middle-aged young general was speechless and looked at the Venerable Master Jin Guang pleadingly, hoping that he would help him say good things.
Although the matter of the Demon Soul Cave has been reported, but the subordinates who have been injured in the Demon Soul Cave are still in pain and torture, if they can't be saved in time, the loss will be too great, and he can't afford this responsibility.
After thinking about it, the Venerable Jin Guang decided to help, after all, they were no longer the powerful cultivators who could not bird the imperial court hundreds of years ago.
Now we can only cooperate with the government and depend on each other.
Looking at Xu Ding, the Venerable Jin Guang smiled and said: "Feel free to Daoyou, it seems that this is indeed a misunderstanding, if Daoist friends can help, I hope to take a step forward and save people's lives to win the seventh-level floating slaughter." ”
Xu Ding rolled his eyes when he heard this.
You can speak, what is the seventh-level floating slaughter, brother doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know.
It's too cheap for you to just say a few kind words with empty white teeth and want me to save people.
From the conversation between you and Zuo Mingfei, I can know that there is a connection between you, and you can take advantage of any benefits, how can I just contribute without benefits.
With more contact, Xu Ding now considers himself a member of the cultivation world.
Since everyone is a person who doesn't work for no benefit, we can't pretend to be high, if we want to get along, we need to trade fairly!
Xu Ding was embarrassed: "Jinguang Daoyou, it's not that I don't save people, they are really fine, how can I save them?" ”
Bang!
Before the Venerable Jin Guang could speak, suddenly the armed soldier who had captured Xu Ding suddenly knelt down, still very hard.
This made Xu Ding stunned. Immediately, I heard this soldier say with a sincere face: "Dao Chief, it was my personal decision to offend you before, and it was also my own fault, if you can't understand and are dissatisfied, I am willing to die to make amends, as long as you can save my comrades-in-arms, they are innocent." ”
After saying that, this thing really pulled out the dagger and wiped it on his neck.
His movements were so fast that no one reacted, and when they tried to stop him, no one was too late.
The eyes of the soldiers who saw them all around were bloodshot, and the colors of eagerness and grief were overflowing.
Syllable!
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed away, and then the dagger that the warrior was already close to his neck was instantly knocked away, and although it was stopped in time, it also pulled a blood mark on his neck, and blood oozed out.
Xu Ding beckoned, the soul chain turned back to his palm, and disappeared, and then he said angrily: "What a forced palace, if you die, am I counted on the blacklist of the Excalibur Army, even if I become a sinner of the country?" Even if you don't die here this time, you will be hated by your Excalibur troops in the future? I can't tell if you're going to get a trap or something. ”
The warrior hurriedly said, "I didn't mean that. ”
Xu Ding sneered: "But your comrades-in-arms will mean this." ”
The warrior was speechless.
Xu Ding took a deep breath and looked at Zuo Mingfei with a cold gaze: "Very good, today I have seen the demeanor of the Divine Sword Army, I can't afford to provoke you as a mountain and wild Daoist, yes, I saved it this time, and I don't charge any compensation." It's just that I hope that I won't be hated by the Excalibur troops in the future. ”
Zuo Mingfei was depressed and helpless at this time, vaguely annoyed by the recklessness of his soldiers, these cultivators have such a strange temperament, you are not a plea, you are a threat!
At this moment, the relationship between the two sides, which is not harmonious, is afraid that the rift is getting bigger and bigger.
Well, it's better to save your subordinates first, and then make up for the rest later.
"Thank you for saying goodbye." Zuo Mingfei didn't say anything, just hugged his fists and thanked him.
The Venerable Jin Guang also sensed that the atmosphere was not good, and wanted to say something, but Xu Ding stopped him and said coldly first: "Lead the way." ”
Following Zuo Mingfei, Xu Ding came to a barracks.
There were five young men lying on the beds in the barracks, all of them with their backs on their backs, but now they were all lying on the beds with pale faces, their eyes closed, and their breath faint.
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