The enemy, the night without hatred, keenly grasped the gap between these subtle words, of course, it was subtle in his own mind but with deliberate attention, so that no matter how subtle it was, he could not escape the fate of being captured. Because when Ye Wuqiu wanted to mention the besieging army, he would not regard it as an enemy, he had wandered here in the wind and rain, and he had no feelings for Yuheng, plus he didn't know anything about it, so it was difficult to judge who to help from an emotional point of view.

But these people are different, born in Yuheng, raised in Yuheng, brilliant in Yuheng, lonely in Yuheng, they are in the poetic habitat of Yuheng, and they also live in the closed land of Yuheng. This is something that was ignored by the previous night without hatred, and they all have the same hatred!

"And what do you mean?"

"In the event of an invasion by this enemy, we should abandon our view of the gateway and work together to break out of the siege and seek the help of our neighbors. ”

The night was overjoyed, and the old man proposed the possibility of turning the situation around. If he can break out of the encirclement with one heart and one mind, then he will go his own way, and he can't manage the grievances and entanglements between these countries.

Just when everyone was discussing, suddenly a young man in brocade clothes came to the sky, this man had shallow eyebrows, indifferent pupils, stood with his hands in his hands, looked around at everyone and immediately said: "My king has a life, there is something to ask you about." ”

"Contemptible Mingyue, the commander of the ** army under my throne, I came here to ask you for some things. ”

Ming Yuejue has the spirit of a ** person, his eyes are majestic, and he lightly swept everyone's faces, the local forces of Yuheng Country are okay, as soon as his eyes came into contact with Franklo and other Myenrui masters, he immediately narrowed into a gap, he looked at it carefully, and then his face returned to normal and continued casually: "Ladies and gentlemen, you have also seen the current situation in Purple Night City, the current enemy, it is not a way for us to trap the city." Therefore, His Majesty intends to send surprise soldiers to break out of the enemy's encirclement, carry the will of our king, and move rescue troops to solve this dilemma. ”

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other, and then they discussed, and Yu Hengjun made a will?

"My king said that now that the country has been attacked, and the remaining military strength of the capital can hardly be sustained for a long time, you are loyal and patriotic, and you must not bear to see your homeland baptized in blood. I hope you will share the same hatred, complete the mission, and defend your homeland. Even if Ming Yuejue is encouraging everyone's morale, it is neither salty nor light, and her voice is lazy and loose.

"Commander Ming, I am the first soldier in the beast control sect!"

Except for Ye Wuqi and others, the rest all followed suit and expressed their determination. How could such an opportunity to show courtesy to the royal family be easily missed?

"Since you have this ancient way, please move to the gate of the palace, where the brothers of the Fei Pi camp are waiting for you. Ming Yuejue hugged her fists in salute, and when she saw that everyone was heading towards the palace, she sighed slowly.

"These brothers. "Ming Yuejue finished conveying the will, and went straight to the front of Ye Wuxi, although the fur robe looks graceful and noble, don't forget that this is summer, such an anti-seasonal dress is really a little strange, but the master calls the wind and rain, especially the magic power, and it is easy to solve his own temperature. He said, "Where are you from?"

"Commander Ming, what do you say?"

"You are definitely not from Yuheng Country, right? Ming Yuejue lowered her voice, and her tone seemed a little gloomy, "Who are you and what is the purpose of coming to Yuheng." ”

Feeling the hostility, Phoclo and the others immediately stepped forward in unison, but were stopped by Ye Wuqiu's raised hand.

"Commander Ming, you're right, we are not from Yuheng Country, and we can only have moral concern for the current situation of Yuheng Country. The fact that we can come to Yuheng Country is also a coincidence of fate, and the purpose of our coming here is that if you are patient, I can tell you about it. Ye Wuqi said sincerely.

Mingyue Jue stared at Ye Wuqi's eyes tightly, and Ye Wuqi did not shy away from it, and then Mingyue Jue said: "Please speak." ”

"A few months ago, I was in a valley in the Broken Sky Mountain Range...... "Ye Wuqi's words had just begun, and he saw that Ming Yueyu's face suddenly became ugly, and as he looked at the sky, he saw a blooming peony flower appear in the sky above Purple Night City.

"Commander Ming, what's wrong?" When Ye Wuxian was about to ask, Ming Yuejue didn't pay attention to him, his figure flashed, and he quickly disappeared behind the house.

This...... He ran away?

"My lord, there must be something wrong with the palace. Folklo frowned.

There is no hatred in the night, what can make him so anxious?

He looked at the people around him, and a thick doubt filled his mind, if something happened to the palace, wouldn't Purple Night City be in danger?

Half of the sky was darkened by the raging war, the iron horses were like streams, the crowds were surging, and the enemy's air troops entered the battle for the first time, only to see a large number of falcon knights like birds of prey pounce on food, falling from a height of 100 meters at a rapid speed, causing great trouble to the guards at the head of the city.

"Feipi Battalion, Flying Lion Tiger Beast Knight Joins the Battle!" a loud shout rang out from the officer's mouth, only to hear the roar of the beast out of the cage resounded through the world!

After all, Purple Night City is the capital of Yuheng Kingdom, and all kinds of advantageous and equipped troops are readily available, just as the crossbowmen turned their arrows one after another, groups of flying liger beasts participated in the battle, liger beasts are the iconic troops of Yuheng country, this kind of liger beast knights are good at killing and biting, aerial grappling, once they are put into battle, the momentum of the opposite falcon knight is immediately contained.

In this way, the flames of war burned from outside the fortified city walls to the sky above the entire Purple Night City, and the sky was filled with the sound of piercing stabs and the long hissing of human wailing beasts.

In Ye Wuqiu's view, the current situation of the flying force on the opposite side is the result of the failure of decision-making, so alone, without ground support, but not only to fight with the lion and tiger, but also to guard against attacks from the ground, how can it not be defeated?

But on the whole, this flying army can more or less reduce the strength of the defending sergeants, giving the opposing siege force more possibilities. From this point of view, the sacrifice of this cannon fodder-like falcon knight is not worthless.

On the side of the palace, the deacon of the beast gate showed his might, and the dragon under the seat soared through the clouds and looked forward to life, one person and one Jiao fought alone with more than a dozen horses, and many knights and eagles of the invaders died under the claws of the Jiao.

"Is it because of this that Mingyue Jue returned to the palace?" said Ye Wuqi with a frown.

"My lord, I think there must be something else. An aerial assault of this intensity wasn't enough to make him panic like that. "Eldau.

"We're going to see what is going on, and we're going to have to go out of town with them. Ye Wuqi said this, but his eyes suddenly looked at the corner of the street below.

There, a figure stumbled against the wall, apparently traumatized. The eyes of the night without hatred immediately condensed into a needle, because that person was none other than the swordsman who went to chase the black shadow!

"My lord, run!"

Before Ye Wuqi could react, his figure suddenly **, and a heartfelt chill climbed from his heel to the back of his neck!

Ye Wuqi hurriedly flew down, and Phoclo had rushed to the side of the torture before him.

"What's the matter, the punishment is severe!"

There was an ominous premonition brewing in the hearts of everyone. Ye Wuqiu took three steps and made two steps to rush over, his hands reaching out, but he felt the hot viscous liquid.

He was wondering, looking down, and was shocked.

I saw that his palms were red and smelly, and the wet liquid was not blood.

The torture was stained red with blood all over his body, but he was wearing a black robe, which was difficult to find if he didn't look closely.

The punishment was as angry as a gossamer, and his voice was sluggish, and when he saw what he wanted to say, he hurriedly leaned in to listen.

"Big ...... Adults, ...... Fast...... Run. ”

Ye Wuqi was waiting to listen to the following, but the punishment was severe and suddenly held his breath and passed out.

Anger, uncontrollably swollen in his chest, watching the swordsman who had passed out in Phoklo's arms drip beads of blood falling straight to the ground, as if a string was "dangdang" echoing in his mind. Ye Wuqiu rushed out of the alley in a rather nervous rage, and then his steps stopped abruptly, and he turned around and said in a cold voice like an eternal ice field, "How about the injuries suffered by the torture. ”

Phoklo's expression was solemn, he gently pressed his hand on the back of the torture for a long time, and he said: "The torture swordsman, the ribs are broken three times, the tendons and veins around the body are blocked, and some are even broken. There are bloody handprints on the abdomen, which should be caused by being slapped by someone, the circulation is not smooth, and the lack of luck leads to the faintness at this time. The rest of the sword wounds on his body were not deep, and they were fine. ”

"Is it life-threatening?"

"There is no danger to life. ”

"Does it have an impact on the cultivation realm?"

Fu Klo's palm was attached to the back of the torture Yan again, and he immediately said: "My lord, this is hard to say, the eight veins of the Qi Jing are the most precise, and it is difficult to determine whether there is a hidden disease. ”

The eyes of Ye Wuxian were fierce and abnormal, and the warriors of Mai Enrui and the people of the ** dart game who were watching this scene from the side were all shrouded in an atmosphere of fear. They had never seen such a hateless night, like a bloodthirsty lone wolf, looking back desolate on a dark and windy night!

"Do you know how it feels for my brother and my men to be beaten like this? Respected by everyone, I was enshrined as a paladin, and together we went through the purgatory of the swamp, and the ordeal did not separate us, but the pressure of the outside world brought our hearts closer. For me, you are not only the reliance on me to run rampant in the world without fear, but also the heavy responsibility that I have to bear with all my life!"

Ye Wuqi said this, and at the end he was almost hoarse.

The sound of artillery fire seemed to have subsided, the heavens and the earth were silent, and everyone stood solemnly in this small alley, as if receiving some kind of baptism accompanied by the fluttering feathers of the falcon and the hair of the liger beast, everyone's face was different, but without exception, they were full of boiling suppressed emotions!

"First Huo Jie, then the punishment, if the person around me is destined to have a bad fate, then I will smooth out the ups and downs for him! My people, I stick a knife in both ribs, and then die! The sky can be broken, the earth can be flat, and my brother can't move!" Ye Wuqi let out a low roar in his throat.

His gloomy eyes were misty, and a few strands of messy silver hair half-hid him, making him look sharp.

......

"My lord, what are we going to do next?"

After a while, Phoclo asked cautiously.

"Go find the people of the Shadow Pavilion. The expression of the night without hatred gradually recovered, and the surging hatred stabilized after a short period of **, as if the night retreated behind the curtain of dawn, waiting for the opportunity of rebirth.

He quietly glanced at the torture who was being bandaged by Xue Keqi, and then glanced at Huo Jie, who was surrounded by Yun Xiaochan, and then sighed and said: "What we need to do now is to break out of this Purple Night City, which is surrounded by a large army, and if we are entangled by the so-called Shadow Pavilion rats, we will definitely all get in." ”

"What about the feud between the ** master and the severe?" asked Phocloe.

Ye Wuqiu lowered his voice and said: "The gentleman takes revenge, ** it's not too late, but if you extinguish the fire for the sake of momentary courage and turn the green mountains yellow, it will really hurt everyone." ”

As he said this, his fists clenched tightly where everyone behind him could not see. Ye Wuqi suddenly understood that sometimes, as a leader, he was not completely unyielding, on the contrary, in order to take care of the overall situation, for more people who needed him to take responsibility, he was moved to endure and bittersweet, and he would sacrifice something while getting glory.

This is also where the two sides of everything are profound.

The entrance of the palace was already in chaos, and I saw the soldiers of the Feiqi Battalion wearing Shenwu armor rushing towards the palace, and their faces were also very dazed, but in the depths of this confusion, there was a subtle and subtle solemnity.

What the hell is going on.

The soldiers of the Fei Pi battalion attacked the palace? Ye Wuqi glanced at the entrance of the palace roughly, and there was a faint guess in his heart.

This matter has nothing to do with the Shadow Pavilion.

Ye Wuqi looked at the vermilion lacquer gate, and there were noisy sounds coming from the deep palace, and he distinguished these sounds from far and near, and carefully distinguished, he found that there were fighting sounds in the deep palace courtyard!

"What's going on?" Ye Wuqi hurriedly shouted at the deacon of the beast gate.

The deacon and his psychic beast had already been killed, and the falcon knights avoided it, but he did not let go of it. The deacon is a member of the management of the Beast Gate, although his status is difficult to rank in a high position, but according to the overall strength level of the Beast Gate, the management of the Beast Gate has good combat power, how can this be resisted by soldiers?

At this moment, he is vigorously wielding his skills, fighting side by side with his Imperial Beast Jiaolong to kill the enemy, one move and one style, breaking through the air and roaring, moving and still, clean and neat. If it weren't for the imminent situation, Ye Wuxian would appreciate his heroism in resisting death.

Ye Wuqi shouted to no avail, but the old man of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Sect next to him shot down the eagle falcon with a whip and said: "Boy, the palace has changed, Your Majesty has been attacked, so hurry up and flee for your life." Whether or not you can survive depends on your personal creation. ”

"There has been a change...... As agreed, have we broken out of the encirclement and brought in rescuers?"

"Everyone is busy guarding the palace, and now His Majesty is a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect himself, so the previous plan naturally has to be shelved. ”

"This is extremely bad! The palace has its own ** army Fei Pi battalion to guard it, there are a lot of masters in these two aspects, how can we wait for a few! If we work together to get assistance, then the entire Purple Night City will regard us as heroes!" Ye Wu's words were full of encouragement, although he himself felt insincere, but if he relied on his remaining combat strength alone, the hope of rushing out was slim.

Ye Wuqi said this, and he also wanted the people of other sect families to dilute the influence caused by those who had no combat power or lost their combat power.