Chapter 150: Ye Muge

The Divine Monarch stood silently in the clouds, looking at everything in the Nether, the clouds on his side were filled with purple mist, with a faint fragrance. A figure walked not far away, and the golden flower mark loomed, leading to a long memory.

"The emperor will also come to enjoy the clouds?"

Unexpectedly, he would speak, and the woman raised her head lightly, "The Divine Monarch will also have such idleness, or do you care about someone?" ”

"There is nothing to care about in this side of the god realm, the emperor is too obsessed, it is better to put it down earlier. Ben Jun forgot to tell you that I had sealed the secret realm of the Heaven of Hatred. ”

She smiled slightly, "Really? Shenjun is really hard work. ”

In the direction of going back, between the wrong body, it is already doomed. Her eyes were always on the liquor store, and that night she had seen him torture himself to the point of death, just to live to protect her.

A cool feeling, mixed with her unique spells, calmed the pain for him. And the name he had in his heart was just Wanyu, the woman who could never be expelled, into his heart.

Qingchen, if you become a demon, what should I do?

You say, if I kill her, will I put an end to all my sins?

As soon as her thoughts came to her, she remembered that night he was bruised all over her body. The hands that were put down in vain, the magic circle that was sacrificed was withdrawn, and perhaps leaving that woman behind, for them, was the best result.

The army of the Snow Country is still on the way, the weather is getting colder, it was October weather when we set off, and it was already the wax moon in a blink of an eye. Housu is located in the northern region, which is already cold. This year's winter came very early, it was the weather of early winter, and there were a few light snowfalls. Some of them turned cold in advance, and the soldiers traveled long distances, and some of them fell ill because they couldn't stand the cold.

Han Sheng's body was a little weak, and he couldn't help coughing. Han Qiu sent the best imperial doctor over and found a miracle doctor. Diagnose the pulse of these soldiers and prescribe prescriptions. As the days passed, the Snow Country soldiers slept in the open and traveled between the mountains and lakes, bringing with them enough supplies. It's just that the clothes are thinner, and thick clothes are added in batches in the villages and towns to keep the soldiers warm, and some medicinal herbs are also purchased in case of emergency.

He watched Taifu take care of everything in an orderly manner, but he also saved some trouble.

The Xuanguang Sword had been carried with him all these days, and when he was sleepless at night, he occasionally saw a light blue glow, which seemed to be deeper.

That night, someone entered the tent and robbed the sword, and he swung his sword and broke the enemy's head, which turned into a faint black smoke and dissipated before his eyes.

Legend has it that the demon people died, and their bodies turned into smoke and dispersed with the wind. I couldn't help but clench my grip on the Xuanguang Sword and wipe its edge.

It seems that Su Yu is not the only one who covets the Xuanguang Sword? He remembered the medicine of that day, and he didn't know what to do. They are the only opponents in this world who are qualified to compete, and in the past, he did not move the Kingdom of Chen because Emperor Chen was not worthy of fighting him. Now that the kingdom of Chen is gone, and the world is just around the corner, how can he let it go.

"Emperor, is there something wrong?"

Han Qiu asked outside the curtain.

"It's okay, a burglar, it's been dealt with."

Han Qiu lifted the curtain and entered, and saw that Han Sheng was the only one in the tent, and there was no thief.

"It's a demon." Xue Hansheng said calmly, "It seems that this battle is not so easy." The demons are determined to be in the Xuanguang Sword, and they will inevitably attack me. I don't know if Taifu has a good plan? ”

"Minister." The other party's gaze was like a torch, and Han Qiu's heart tightened.

"The minister remembers that His Royal Highness's master is a Taoist master, so it is better to invite him to plan for His Highness, presumably his old gentleman will also be very happy."

"Master, he has traveled all over the world, could it be that Taifu has a way to invite him out of the mountain?"

Han Sheng asked. He had forgotten about the great war of the year. Master has always been hidden, not asking about ordinary things, even he only sees him once or twice a year. It's all coming and going without a trace, which is a headache.

"Mountain people have their own tricks." Han Qiu's smile was spreading, and his confident face under the sun had his own youthful spirit.

Han Sheng rubbed his forehead, "Taifu, step aside, I'm going to rest." It's been a sleepless night, and it's really hard to support. ”

He retreated, and strengthened his guard again. He ran to a stream not far away, took out the messenger, and sent it out with the method he had been taught. Just wait for Ye Muge to return.

In the Qingyue Cave Mansion, Ye Muge was listening to Xianle Lingling, not wanting to be hit by something, he looked up and saw the familiar dust. It should be my own disciple who has asked for it.

However, looking at the beautiful mountains and rivers of this cave, he was really reluctant to go to the mortal world to endure hardships. I found a blessed place everywhere and slept first.

So this man slept for three days and three nights before waking up, and suddenly remembered the dust that sent the letter. Only then did he pack his package and head to the North. I reluctantly glanced at the cave house that I had finally found, and placed a ban, afraid that others would spoil the place.

By the time he got there, it had been seven days. Traveling all the way to the mountains and rivers, eating, drinking and having fun, there is no urgent consciousness at all. When he stepped into the army camp, he was stopped by soldiers. He pointed to the soldier and settled down, and he was already in front of the Snow Emperor's tent.

"Good apprentice, the master has arrived, and he hasn't hurried to greet him."

"I said, Master, you're too uninteresting. I looked for you seven days ago, and I arrived seven days later. ”

Ye Muge slapped Han Qiu casually and glared at him, "Silly boy, tell him so well what to do." He's not your master. ”

Han Qiu was silent, silently listening to the master and apprentice complaining to each other.

"Master, you are disrespectful to the elderly, you are not punctual, and you beat the Taifu." Han Sheng smiled and invited people into the camp tent to add tea to him.

"I am just a precious apprentice like you in my life, he robs the apprentice with me, I naturally want to beat him." This was very reasonable, and Han Sheng laughed out loud. It turned out that his master was jealous.

Han Qiu's face outside the curtain stiffened and he retreated to his tent. This old thing is here, and I have to be more cautious.

Ye Muge smiled, and felt that the surroundings were not so cold. The oppressive atmosphere in the barracks was also lively, and he always had many ways to make the soldiers happy.

But lately, he has always frowned deeply, and it seems that there is a knot that cannot be untied.

"Master, what are you thinking?"

"Apprentice, are you sure that now is the best time to attack Housu?" Ye Muge asked rhetorically.

"Yes, Housu has been recuperating for too long, and if we continue to interrupt, we will suffer from it. And the weather has been cold lately, which is very good for us. I heard that the soldiers of the Later Soviet Union were not adapted to the bad weather. ”

"But our soldiers have just fallen ill, will it be too reluctant to fight with such a body?"

"Master, don't worry, the divine doctor has already prepared the prescription. and in the time of great war, he shall be healed. ”

Ye Muge was much relieved, but the knot on his brow still hadn't opened. He thought of a possibility, one that the mortal world could not bear. Slowly closing his eyes, there was a sadness of powerlessness.

"Master." Han Sheng called him softly, as if the master had been wandering lately.

"It's okay, I'm a little tired for the teacher, you can go down first."

Approaching the land of Housu, there was far more than the Snow Country army, he felt a powerful demon aura, as well as an underworld aura comparable to it. This war, I am afraid that the world will be in chaos.

Han Sheng had already walked out and was called back by Ye Muge.

"Apprentice, I heard that you have the Xuanguang Sword, can you let you take a look at it?"

"Absolutely." Han Sheng took the Xuanguang Sword and handed it to Ye Muge, only to see that he slowly injected spiritual power, and there were two different kinds of light on the sword surface, and there was a faint trace of blood. Shocked, he took the spell, and the sword fell to the ground.

Han Sheng picked up the Xuanguang Sword and waited for his answer.

"The sword is a good sword, but it's a pity that it's incomplete, and it lacks the spirit of the sword. Has anyone else touched this sword and stained this sword in vain? ”

Han Sheng was already shocked, and then remembered that he seemed to have been touched by a masked man, and he was stained with blood. He told the truth about the matter, and Ye Muge just shook his head.

"Put this sword here and help you fix it."

Han Sheng obediently left. Ye Muge lightly tapped the sword a few times, and a cold voice came, "Old man, knock on something." ”

"I haven't seen my old friend for a long time, won't you let me see you?"

"No, I hate you". The sword spirit said disdainfully.

"Where is that soul now? Do you need me to get her back and give her to you? Ye Muge said.

"No, even if you get it back, it's useless. The blood of the sword spirit and I have long been inseparable. ”

"Boring Sword Spirit, good luck with you."

As he spoke, he felt a gust of wind pass by, and the surroundings became a little darker. The candle flame had been extinguished, and there was an invisible hand holding a sword.

"It's a nuisance."

He wields his sword to kill demons, simply and neatly. The candle flame was bright again, and there was only a remnant of demonic breath there, which would eventually turn into nothingness.

"I hate things that don't know the times, he thinks I'm my apprentice who doesn't learn and doesn't know how to do it."

Sword Spirit laughed, "If your apprentice doesn't learn and don't know how to do it, wouldn't all be mediocre talents in this world." ”

"It's good to know, why do you have to understand so much, it hurts people's hearts," the sword spirit looked at the sky speechlessly.

In the following half a month, there were no more obstacles. The army arrived at Yonglan Pass on the border with the Soviet Union unimpeded, and camped in the mountains.

Without the intrusion of demons, Ye Muge's life was much more comfortable. It's just that those demons and the soldiers of the underworld are constantly moving around, as if they are discussing something. He should not get too close, and he will lose the opportunity to inquire.

Before the time comes, he will anger the demon king, but I am afraid that he will suffer first. As for the apprentice, it can only be seen by his creation. This time, he provoked more than just Hou Su.

"Master, further ahead is the Yonglan Pass, and only when we lay down the Yonglan Pass can we truly enter the territory of Housu."

"The teacher will wave the flag and shout for you in the rear, you can do it with confidence."

Han Sheng rolled his eyes helplessly, "Master, when can you change the problem of watching the play?" ”

"It's a lot of fun to watch a play, no, you can't change it." Ye Muge picked up the bamboo leaves casually and blew them. Looking at the changing expressions of his apprentices, he smiled.

"That's okay, Master remembers to help the apprentice when there is an emergency. The demons have been staring at us. ”

"Don't worry." He thought that his apprentice didn't know, but it turned out that he had also found out. It's just that this journey in the future is afraid that it will be more difficult to walk.