Taixuanzong, in the main hall.

Mu Xuan glared angrily, she slowly stood up from the chair, and the phoenix pattern dragon wood under her hand quietly shattered.

"You say it again?" stared at the visitor in disbelief, "Qing Yao is dead?" ”

"Zong, Sect Master...... The news from the Taixu Sect is indeed what it says! ”

It is rumored in the fairy world that Qing Yao died violently in Taixu Sect, and at the same time, in the battle of the human emperor Ping Jingzhou Hou, the seventh force of the devil appeared, causing a commotion.

In that small land of Jingzhou, five demons appeared together. Coupled with the appearance of Ghost Ji and Gong Yu, the demon world almost poured out, and such a battle can be seen.

So everyone just sighed that the red face was fleeting, and they sent Xianmen disciples to support Jingzhou.

If it was just a battlefield in the mortal world, it would be resolved by the forces of the human world, but now on this battlefield, such a powerful demon world force has appeared, and the fairy world must not sit idly by.

And Xiao Ling'er, the disciple of the Taixu Sect who arrived first, had been guarding there for more than a month, and then the other sect disciples heard the news and gradually rushed over.

Qingling Mountain, Qing Yao sat on the stone bench uneasily, and even the sound of the bamboo forest made her a little anxious.

She looked up, not far away, in the cold water of the Nine Heavens, a dissolute and uninhibited young man in red, dressed wantonly but long, was lazily leaning on the Xuanwu turtle shell.

His body was soaked in the pool, and he had a fireweed in his mouth, and he didn't even look at it, as if he was asleep.

"You stay with me for the time being, no one dares to come here." After Xiao Yihan's simple order, he turned around and left.

Qing Yao: "Thank you, Supreme!" I ......" Before she finished speaking, the white clothes walked away, and she wanted to grab a corner of the clothes, but she didn't even touch the shadow.

Looking at it again, he had already gone up the steps, and Qing Yao suddenly wanted to chase after him! found that no matter how hard she chased, she couldn't go up the dozen or so steps......

In the cage on the other side, there was a person locked up, and his body was shrouded in black demonic energy, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Stop chasing, it's just you, don't be delusional." Zhifeng sneered, he saw that the woman named Qingyao was tired and sweating profusely, and finally knelt on the ground and cried, crying extremely depressed.

Zimo led Xiao Hei out, spit out the fire grass in his mouth, and kicked it violently at the edge of the cage, shaking the wind and demons.

Then he walked up the steps in a good mood, stood in front of Qing Yao easily, looked back at her with mockery, muttered a sentence of self-indulgence, turned around and walked into the main hall.

In the Qingshuang Palace, Xiao Xuanwu lay on Xiao Ling'er's empty small table and squinted comfortably.

Xiao Yihan wanted to take the pen, but Zimo handed it over first, smiling like a dog. He glanced at Zimo lightly, and Zimo immediately shrank his head.

Pretending to get the bamboo slips, Zimo hurried to get them, but he didn't want Xiao Yihan to change hands, took the cup, took a sip of it elegantly, and then looked at him for a long time.

"Uncle Shi~~~ I ......" Zimo grabbed the bamboo slip in his hand, and a word in his mouth could tactfully turn out nine curves and eighteen bends.

"Speak well." Xiao Yihan interrupted him impatiently, singing in front of him didn't work very well.

"Ling'er has been in the world for a month, aren't you worried?" Zimo immediately became sharp when he spoke, he stared at Xiao Yihan tightly, and looked at it with a smile, hoping that he could be soft-hearted.

Although Xiao Ling'er often uses this trick, even when she uses it herself, the effect is sometimes ineffective. So he didn't have any confidence that he could impress this uncle, who was as cold as an iceberg, but he didn't seem to have any other way to deal with this uncle who didn't eat oil and salt.

"Don't worry." Xiao Yihan put down the cup and continued to write, holding the pen with his slender fingers, but the pen had a thousand powers, the force penetrated the back of the paper, and the pleasing ink words jumped on the paper.

"Don't worry, I'm ......" Zimo was a little unwilling and a little impatient.

Xiao Yihan glanced over, and Zimo said weakly: "I, I'm not very worried either......

Xiao Yihan looked at the official document again, and Zimo was disappointed and ready to leave. He knew that once his uncle dealt with political affairs, he would no longer deal with him.

When I walked to the door, I suddenly heard, "If you have nothing to do......

Zimo's eyes lit up! From the door, like a burst of mist, it moved with the wind, and in an instant, he knelt obediently in front of Xiao Yihan's table, looking at Uncle Shi with bright eyes, "It's okay, it's okay!" ”

But Xiao Yihan didn't look at him, took a pen full of ink by himself, and said indifferently: "Go to the bamboo forest and cut some bamboo."

Although he was a little disappointed, Zimo still took the order and left. He ran into the bamboo forest with Xiao Hei in his arms, and he was very energetic......

It's just that I don't know why this bamboo, it's very difficult to cut down! It is difficult to leave any marks on it with a knife or axe, even if it leaves a trace, it will heal in a while.

"What the hell is this bamboo! Blackie, give me a nibble! I don't believe in it! Zimo was sweating, and he really couldn't imagine that this ordinary bamboo forest would have a lot of success.

But Xiao Xuanwu just glanced at him lazily, and then hung his head to sleep. There was still some ridicule in his eyes, so Zimo walked over with his waist in his hand, and said angrily:

"Do you know that I cut these bamboos for Ling'er!"

Xiao Hei really came to his senses, and immediately raised his head, and Zimo felt much more comfortable at this time.

"If you accompany me to cut down the bamboo, and the cut will belong to you, then I will tell my uncle that it is your credit and take you down the mountain together, what do you think?" Zimo coaxed the simple Xiao Hei, and looked at it and really believed it.

Open your bloody mouth, run to a bamboo, and bite hard!

Knock it!

Then in the bamboo forest, Zimo's panicked screams sounded.

"Blackie! Your teeth!! ”

"My goodness!" Zimo was so frightened that he quickly opened Xiao Hei's mouth, and a shiny white tooth fell to the ground.

"Ahh Don't! If you lose a tooth, how can I explain it to Ling'er! She's going to kill me! Come, I'll press it for you! As he spoke, he picked up his teeth and pressed them in!

Xiao Hei was extremely disgusted with struggling and didn't want to cooperate.

"I can't even bite you, what can I do!" Zimo hugged Xiao Hei's teeth and cried, the teeth of the divine beast are the hardest thing in the world, even it can't bite this ghost bamboo, Uncle Shi is going to beat the mandarin duck with a stick?! Yes! His bitter love!

"This bamboo forest of the Supreme should not be ordinary, you can try to devour it with water." Qing Yao looked at Zimo, who had been making trouble for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it, walked behind him, and whispered.

Zimo didn't appreciate it, he held Xiao Hei's teeth without love, and continued to immerse himself in the problem of how to put dentures on Xiao Hei, otherwise when Xiao Ling'er came back, he would have to clean him up.

Qing Yao was not discouraged, washed with a little bit of bamboo, and actually smashed out a small pit!

Zimo was surprised that this bamboo, which was invulnerable to knives and axes, was smashed out by small droplets.

Only then did he believe it, when it comes to water, Zimo is the best person here. Two days later, the first bamboo finally crashed to the ground.

Xiao Hei ran over, leisurely gnawed on the bamboo leaves, tasted the taste was good, Zimo on the other side continued to cut the bamboo with high morale, Qing Yao also helped, it seemed that he had found something to do, and he was much more energetic.

No one noticed that in Xiao Xuanwu's mouth, a small white tip appeared in the vacant place.

Two months have passed in the world,

In the first month, the emperor successively recovered the two cities of Guangling and Danyang.

In the second month, the army officially started from Fog City! Successively recovered the three cities of Surabaya, Yingtian and Linhuai!

The people rejoiced, the rich feasted, the restaurant drank and ate for free, and the people of Jiang respected the young emperor like a god.

In the imperial city, Gu Mengmeng took the good news reported one after another, and smiled happily.

She knew all the news from the front, but when she wrote back...... But they can only report good news and not bad news.

The theft of the imperial tomb has to wait until after Jiang Yuze's triumph.

With Surabaya City as the first line of defense, Yingtian, Linhuai, Danyang, and Guangling City as the rear defense, the elite of a million troops are concentrated in Surabaya and attack Jingzhou at any time.

But the emperor did not move.

Xiao Ling'er and Jiang Yuze were on top of the Surabaya City Tower, looking up at the black clouds pressing down on the city, the clouds in Chu in the north and the clouds in the south, and the sea yin in the south, parting.

"Why is the weather like this?" Jiang Yuze's successive recapture of the city seems to be smooth, but in fact, only he knows.

It was easy to regain the city, because the enemy was not trying to defend it at all. The three dead cities are full of resentment, and it takes half a month just to clean up the corpses, and they are still being dealt with at the moment, which delays the pace of the army.

It is easy to fight a war, but it is difficult to stop a war. A little bit of war, burning up and a tailwind can ignite Kyushu. But after the war was quelled, it was a devastated city that was difficult to repair.

"yes, it's not a good weather. Probably because too many people have died, the gathering of resentful spirits has led to this appearance, and someone needs to send these souls to the banks of the Three Lives River. Xiao Ling'er observed the black clouds that kept tumbling, and there were many mirages in them, which were the memories of many deceased, and they still showed the prosperity of this city before it became like this.

"I'll do it." The deceased clasped his hands together and stood beside Xiao Ling'er.

Xiao Ling'er then remembered him, and after counting, the death was the most suitable candidate for extradition, she turned around and asked, "What?" Hyun Ji still ignores you? ”

Since the death of the nine-tailed fox that night, Xuan Ji seems to have changed as a different person, and no one cares except for talking to Xiao Ling'er.

No matter how she says or persuades her in her past life, Xuan Ji is all ignorant and sick.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head helplessly.

"I can't help this." Xiao Ling'er understands the mood of the dead very well, and Xuan Ji's little temper is played, and it is difficult to coax it.

In fact, he was reborn twice in his past life, and it stands to reason that he is no longer the White Moon Immortal Venerable. What's more, he doesn't have any memory of Bai Yue, so he is not Xuan Ji's master, but Xuan Ji remembers!

I don't know why, Hyun Ji said that night, this is what makes her puzzled, why did she suddenly say those words to the dead? It's not serious, it's joking.

But no matter how much you joke, the death is real.

At night, the moon rises in the middle of the sky.

The leader of the sky, who was holding an immeasurable pearl and leading countless souls towards the Tianhe, was dressed in a black robe moving with the wind in the wind, and Xuan Ji and Xiao Ling'er sat on the city wall, drinking in the cold wind.

Winter is approaching, and the soldiers are urgently sewing cotton clothes, and the armor is lightly attached to their bodies, preparing for the upcoming battle.

"Why did you ask that day?" Xiao Ling'er and Xuan Ji each held a small cup of stolen wine in their hands.

The burning knife in the army is the most common cheap wine, but it can ward off the cold and disinfect, and it can also ignite fire, and its practical value has exceeded the role of its own wine tasting.

The wine entered her throat, as strong as fire, and Xiao Linger stuck out her tongue after taking a sip.

"Because I thought I had a tacit understanding with him. I didn't say those words that day, it was Jiang Yuze who said them, do you believe it? Hyun Ji drank some wine, and her expression was a little confused.

At that time, under the joy and sorrow, her brain was pumped, and she regretted it too late now, and her death was the same as identifying, and she insisted on marrying her. Hyun Ji got goosebumps just thinking about it.

Crazy, all crazy!