As time went on, it was getting darker!

Cold weather, dark night!

Normally, at this time, even martial artists with strong martial arts would not go out to suffer if they had nothing to do, but somewhere in the snow more than 600 miles away from Feipeng City, a team of about 20,000 people was moving forward against the wind and snow.

In the darkness, on the banner that was wet with ice and snow, the five big characters of the Xuanyin Sevenfold Sect continued to flutter along with the banner that hunted in the cold wind and snow.

……

This year, the three hundred and twelve-year-old winner Taishang Elder Ying Wanqiao sat in a black carriage, his body that had aged beyond shape and swayed from time to time as the carriage slowly moved forward.

With cloudy eyes, long pale and sparse hair, a wrinkled face and a loose body, no matter who looks at it, everyone will feel that this master who once carried half the sky for the winner is old, too old!

Compared to Lian Xuanyun and Ming Dao, who were about the same age, his aging was obvious, if it weren't for the immense, full of three hundred and sixty-seven apertures that emanated from time to time around his body, almost no one would think that this was a top master who could be called a top master in the world, and would only think that he was an old man who was about to enter the earth.

He was indeed about to be buried in the ground, even he knew it!

Since ancient times, the life span of a martial artist is related to cultivation, and the growth of cultivation is related to the foundation of qualifications.

There are so many geniuses in the world, and it is only a very small part of the many top geniuses who can finally cultivate to three hundred tricks, not to mention that Ying Wanqiao hurt his foundation when he fought with others, and the family used a lot of natural and earthly treasures, and it took him more than fifty years to make up for it completely, but time was wasted.

Now, even Ying Wanqiao knows that he has little time, and no matter how hard he tries, he will definitely not be able to make up for the huge shortcomings of not making an inch in the past 50 years.

But now, this huge flaw that would have made him miserable if he had been placed in the past has long been no longer reassured by him!

Originally, the pain in my heart that I couldn't cultivate anymore had already been replaced by the severe pain of the sacrifice of the winner's army after the surrender of the Long family and the fall of the clan land, and it was even more of a grief to personally send most of the winner's family members into the demon land.

Or rather, this is not the grief of him alone, but the grief of the entire Great Qin!

At this time, his greatest wish is not to improve his martial arts again to continue his life, he only hopes that this trip can reach the border city smoothly, and he will risk this old life to break through the border city of thousands of miles to send the children of the winners and the seedlings out, so that if the last move fails, he may be able to make a comeback after thousands of years.

Even after so many encounters, the world is the enemy, the winner actually has a considerable strength, which he knows, and it is precisely because of this that he has to do the act of borrowing troops from the demons, and no one can say who will win until the last moment in this competition in the world, he does not admit defeat, and so do others, so he embarked on the road of the last journey.

But even if there is hope, at this point, even he no longer has more self-confidence, because even if he wins in the end, the price paid by Great Qin is enough to be difficult to recover within a few hundred years.

Before he started the army, he had thought about it, but there was no turning back when he opened the bow, and once the goal of such a huge family for thousands of years changed, the turmoil caused by it was definitely not small, and he would not need to be beaten by others when the time came, and he himself would fall into chaos.

Listening to the whistling wind outside the carriage, the dull footsteps and the crying of babies, and the grievances of thousands of family members who had left their homes, he was motionless in the carriage, and his heart was as dead as ashes, like dead wood, after a long period of exposure to the sun, he only hoped to light the last bonfire for the rest of his life.

……

Suddenly, a sound of breaking wind that was not too violent, and obviously greatly converged came from the wind and snow not far away, and after a while, a voice quietly came in from outside the car by means of sound transmission, and the voice of the person who came was a little bitter and trembling: "Qi Yu Ancestor, things are not good, Feipeng City and Feijiang City, as well as Feilian City, these nearby cities, just came out with a news today, the Demon Emperor Blade ...... It may be necessary to divide troops into these cities as border guards on this side, and I heard that they are already being repaired, and they will be coming to this side in a day or two at most...... The messenger has arrived."

The wind is getting colder!

Hearing this, Ying Wanqiao, who was trembling in the carriage, slowly raised his hand and lifted the curtain of the carriage to look outside, and saw that a flying master who had cultivated more than 100 knots was standing on the roof of one or two carriages side by side with him in the cold wind at this time.

Looking at this master of his own family who did not hesitate to work hard to inquire about the news, I don't know why Ying Wanqiao didn't dare to continue watching, and the more people around him worked harder, the greater the pressure he was under, because only he knew here and now, and it was difficult for these people to have a relative return for their efforts.

Slowly lowering the car curtain, he was silent for a moment and sent out: "News...... Is it reliable? ”

"Reliable, it is the result of the junior personally eavesdropping on the conversation between the Tiannan Sect Master and the Xiang Master in Feipeng City, and going to Feijiang and Feilian to inquire in many ways, the news is from Feipeng City, and now it has spread, and the morale of these cities has risen greatly......

Speaking of this, the man outside hesitated: "Ancestor, what should we do next?" If the Demon Slayer Blade does come, we may be ...... If you want to make up for it, you should go somewhere else, as long as it's far enough away, you should ......."

"Pass the old man's order, throw away all the baggage and hurry at full speed, and those who fall behind will survive here!"

Before this person finished speaking, Ying Wanqiao's old and majestic, very tired voice sounded again: "Go and say to Ying Wuxuan and let him cooperate, we will rush to Feipeng City in a day and a half to defeat it, and then quickly break through Feijiang City, at most two days must break through the border city here." ”

"Huh?" The man outside didn't seem to understand why he was exposing himself so much, and he was stunned.

"Don't you understand?"

Inside the carriage, Ying Wanqiao's hands were already clenched tightly, and there was a faint tremble: "The reason why I chose this place is because the border city here has the weakest defense, and it is easy to arouse suspicion and ...... Do you think there really isn't anyone around us to follow us all this way? We don't have many options...... Now you can only win with the fast and fight with them for speed! ”

The man outside was silent, he was not a specially trained general, but just the top killer and scout, although he couldn't understand the specific situation, he already knew the winner's situation at this time, and his heart was also sad!

"Let's go," Inside the carriage, Ying Wanqiao's voice was hoarse.

"Yes"

Outside the carriage, the figure that had already moved became fainter and weaker in the wind and snow!

Somewhere in the line, the cries of babies were faintly heard again!

(End of chapter)