When Wang Lang turned around and left, Mu Tianming didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Qingyuan has filled all the granaries in the city." The obese Chancellor of the Exchequer trotted to Mu Tianming's side and told him a shocking message.

"What did you say?"

"Your Majesty, the Marquis of Qingyuan has filled all the granaries in the city, whether they are official warehouses or private warehouses of grain merchants." The Chancellor of the Exchequer said excitedly, "Your Majesty, with this batch of grain and grass, even if the country does not harvest anything in the next ten years, there will be no famine in the city." ”

"How much grain is there? Got it figured out? Mu Tianming grabbed the collar of the Chancellor of the Exchequer and asked excitedly.

"Your Majesty, when the official warehouse in the city is full, there are 30 million stones of grain, plus the private warehouse, there are 40 million stones, to say the least."

"Okay, great. Immediately send someone to guard those private warehouses, and no one is allowed to touch the grain, otherwise they will be killed. At this moment, Mu Tianming just wanted to cross his waist and look up to the sky and laugh.

Since four years ago, Lianyun's grain production has gradually decreased by more than two-thirds, and hunger is everywhere. As an emperor, watching his people starve to death in piles, the feeling in his heart can be imagined. Every time he thought of this, he would be heartbroken, and now this batch of grain can at least make a dozen states not have to pay taxes for five years, and he can't count how many people can live.

"Xinyao, feel at home with peace of mind, if there is anything, find Khotan Xin's seniors, don't worry about me." Wang Lang held Xin Yao's hand, and his eyes were a little moist.

"Brother Lang, don't worry, I will take care of my mother, you are going to face the tens of millions of troops in the underworld, be careful in everything, if you can't do anything, you still have to save yourself." Xin Yao said in a choked voice, holding back her tears from coming out of her eyes.

"Don't worry, little fool, there's nothing in the world that can hurt me." Wang Lang squeezed out a little smile and patted his chest and said.

"Just blow it." Xinyao threw herself into his arms and bit him on the shoulder. "Brother Lang, if there is danger, think about this bite mark, think about me and my mother, you must protect yourself."

After bidding farewell to the reluctant Li and Xinyao, Wang Lang took Xiao Hei into the sky.

"Boss, we're on the wrong track, aren't we?" Xiao Hei wondered.

"That's right, follow me."

Half a day later, Wang Lang and Xiao Hei arrived at the entrance of the underground passage, looking at the mess around them, the unique dark and corrosive aura left by the creatures of the underworld told him that the army of the underworld entered the small heavenly realm from here.

Pojun and Cangyun stayed in the huge cave with tens of thousands of people, and he agreed with Wang Lang that they would meet here and calculate the time Wang Lang should arrive.

"How long do we have to wait?" Mu Jinxuan looked at Po Jun impatiently.

"Mu Lao, I've been waiting for a long time, Wang Lang should be coming."

Mu Jinxuan glanced at the broken army with dissatisfaction, the broken army actually brought tens of thousands of troops into the small heavenly realm, and the most important thing was that the weakest of these tens of thousands of troops also cultivated the God of War to the eighth level.

How did the broken army train such a strong soldier, it is even more powerful than the accumulation of hundreds of years in the small heaven realm, although there are many masters, but as time goes by, the broken army will definitely master a trump card that determines the fate of the Xuanhuang realm.

Mu Jinxuan glanced at Lut not far away, he didn't know when, the broken army and the remnants of Lance were mixed together, it was obvious that the broken army had been dissatisfied with the royal family and the elder group for a long time, and now it was a new one.

After this, Lian Yun is still what Mu Shi said? Mu Jinxuan stared at Po Jun, and there was no answer in his heart.

"Master Hou, I've kept you waiting." Wang Lang appeared in front of Po Jun and said apologetically.

"It's nothing, it's a quarter of an hour away from the agreed time." When Pojun saw Wang Lang, a smile appeared on his face.

Stepping on the thick snow, at this moment, the memory in the small heavenly realm instantly became clear, and it was like yesterday. At this time, he is no longer the rookie who was bullied at the beginning, and in this team, no one can ignore his existence.

Looking at the gray sky that had not changed for thousands of years, the snowflakes that were falling, and the black spots in the distance, Wang Lang knew that they had been targeted by the underworld since they set foot on this world.

"Master Hou, I'm afraid we're going to have a fierce battle?" Wang Lang walked quickly in front of Po Jun and pointed to the approaching black dots in the sky and said.

Po Jun looked at the black dot and laughed, "The underworld also underestimates us, thinking that sending a few small shrimps can stop us." ”

At this moment, Wang Lang felt an unprecedented edge from Po Jun, and asked in surprise, "Master Hou, you?" ”

Po Jun turned around and smiled, "Wang Lang, I have also reached the Dao realm, and I have been suppressing the Thunder Tribulation, this time I will use the Nine Heavens Thunder to kill these monsters." ”

With that, the broken army's body turned around, stepped into the void, and reached the black dot in a few arrow steps.

Wang Lang stared at the broken army a few miles away, it turned out that this inconspicuous old man was a real genius, and it was not too much to call him peerless.

The momentum on the broken army was full of momentum, suppressing the creatures within a radius of dozens of miles, even though Wang Lang had now ascended to the Dao realm, but the momentum of the broken army still gave him unbearable pressure.

Xiao Hei's eyes widened, looking at the rolling dark clouds in the sky in the distance, originally he thought that his strength was second only to Wang Lang in this team, but he didn't want this inconspicuous broken army to be so powerful.

Xianglong flashed to Wang Lang's side and said loudly, "Wang Lang, take the people and leave quickly, the broken army is using himself to attract the army of the underworld and get us out." ”

"Let's go!" Wang Lang roared, and this sound wave clearly reached the ears of everyone in the army.

Following the army as it gradually moved away, Wang Lang could only hear the thunder behind him, and he wanted to go back and see what was going on, but he finally held back, and just prayed to himself, you don't want to die when you break the army.

As if in response to his prayers, they didn't encounter any underworld races during the day's journey, and they didn't even see any trace of them. It's just that there are a few inconspicuous fierce beasts that were cut in half by Wang Lang, who was in a bad mood, and became the meat of the army.

Before nightfall, the army stopped, and by this time, they had advanced for hundreds of miles, but they still did not make it out of the snowy mountain area.

In front of the crackling bonfire, Wang Lang's eyes were fixed on the fire, and there was a circle of people sitting around him, Xiao Hei, Ah Da Brother, Mo Zibai, Lut, Montesdam and Sauron, who were always under the hat and robe.

Mu Hong looked at Wang Lang, stopped talking, and sighed.

"Mu Hong, say whatever you want, don't be a mother-in-law." Wang Lang glanced at Mu Hong with slanted eyes.

"Don't worry about Lord Hou, he has been through countless winds and waves, and this time is no exception." Mu Hong stared at Wang Lang and said solemnly.

"Your Highness is right, if you can't get through this kind of trivial matter, then it's not the Hou Ye, we will go as usual tomorrow." Cangyun walked to Wang Lang's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Wang Lang, bring me a little bit of your second pot, this ghost place is too cold." ”

Wang Lang looked back at Cangyun, and in his eyes, he saw unshakable firmness.