Sanskrit is not that he did not see the main general's stop, nor did he intend to ignore him. But she knew it better than anyone else. This father and son have always been stubborn in temperament, and it is really difficult for his father and son to agree to things like today, which require them to use others to help each other. If Sanskrit is compromised, the life of the Northern Underworld will be worried. And Beiming's mother, Beitang Xiaofeng, didn't know anything about this.

"I will definitely help you to the end, and the Lord will rest assured. Modori spoke.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo. The Lord will say.

But even though Mo Doli said this, Yaya's expression was still not at all. Tiankuo, who was standing beside Mu Xi, saw Yaya's appearance and knew that his brother was seriously injured, but he was also worried.

Fanyin left Beiming's side and walked to her seat, she felt weak and her brain was wooden. In the past three days, the matter of the spirit has made her mentally vigilant, and the appearance of Beiming at the moment is nothing more than making her worse.

She looked up at the movie screen, there was still no news from the Northern Tang Dynasty, and four hours had passed since the original time. At this moment, the film screen shook suddenly, and the picture shook. Everyone quickly fixed their eyes.

The shadow screen had been staying at the place where the Northern Tang Dynasty had sent back the message last time, on the ice of Jingyue Lake. At this time, the film screen suddenly appeared in the military headquarters of the fourth division.

"Ah, are you back?" said Musi.

There was no response from the screen. The military headquarters of the Fourth Division was also unusually quiet. The crowd stared with bated breath. There was a sizzling noise on the other side of the screen. I saw a burly body walking towards the hall, it was none other than Bei Tang Zhi.

"Ah, ......" Muxi's voice was less confident.

Beitang sat in his seat with a stagger, unable to straighten up. He barely put his arm on the long table to hold his body from falling. Bei Tang held his head half-hung and did not speak.

"Ahh. The main general couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Uncle, where is your entourage?" Bei Ming walked to the shadow screen and said, "Is Captain Yan here?" Bei Ming said that Yan Chong, the captain of the Northern Tang Dynasty's first column, had already received the news of Adjutant Cheng's death from his father on the way back to Lingdu. At this time, it should be his column leader Yan Chong who should be by the side of Bei Tang Zhi.

There was still silence on the side of the Fourth Branch, and a very bad thought rushed to Beiming's head, and he said solemnly again: "Captain Yan!"

I saw Bei Tangzhi slowly raise his head, open his mouth and swallow: "Yan Chong, it's still outside." ”

"What is he doing outside?" Bei Ming had already frowned, not only him, but everyone had already seen the strangeness of the four divisions. When Bei Tang came back, there was not a single entourage soldier around him, and there was no movement in the department.

"Holding the minister's ......" Sanskrit Yin stood behind Bei Ming and said in a low voice, "You, what's wrong with your hand?"

When Bei Tang heard this, he raised his hand solemnly, and everyone looked at it, but they didn't feel that it was wrong. "Fanyin, what's wrong with my uncle's hands?"

"No, hold the minister's hand," Sanskrit said halfway through.

"Girl, I'm fine," Bei Tang Zhi finally opened his mouth again, but his chest was stuffy, "I just came back from Jingyue Lake, I'm just tired." Bei Tang Zhi had already raised his head and looked at the film and picture screen.

"Ah, what the hell is going on, why didn't you reply on time. Musi said.

"I fought the spirits. "The North Tang said.

"Is it a spirit or a spirit master?" said Musi.

"Spirit. ”

"How is the situation. The Lord will say.

When Bei Tang Zhi heard the question, he was silent. Beitang Muxi has frowned, this is not like the vigorous and resolute style of Beitang on weekdays. He looked intently and didn't rush to ask again.

"How many spirits are there, and what are your casualties?" said the Lord.

After a while, Bei Tang's voice was hoarse, and he said intermittently: "Lingmei, Lingmei strength, strong, my subordinates, all, are dead." Bei Tang said a word, and everyone was in an uproar.

"What!" the main general, Beitang Muren, was shocked.

Twenty years ago, Muren of the Northern Tang Dynasty personally suppressed the ghosts of the Great Desolation. The Great Desolation is vast, comparable to the borders of several countries. The direction of his attack at that time was not from Jingyue Lake in the northern border of Dongling. The Northern Tang Dynasty also did not participate in the war. However, in his judgment, even if the Northern Tang Dynasty and the Spirit Spirit have not confronted each other head-on, the strength of his cousin is by no means idle, so he will not be so embarrassed.

"Yes, they're too fast, and they can't ...... Bright. Bei Tang Zhi became more and more difficult to speak, and his neck was swollen and red.

"Who are you. Fanyin said suddenly, Beiming looked at Fanyin on the side, and saw that her eyes were low, sharp and hidden. There was no answer from the other side, and Sanskrit Yin said again: "Who are you!" The words were already full of aggression. The crowd was also at a loss, not knowing the meaning of Sanskrit.

"Girl...... I ......" Beitang is still deadlocked. Suddenly, his sturdy body bowed back and shrank suddenly, as if he had been kicked in the abdomen, and it seemed that the whole person was extremely uncomfortable.

"Minister!" said Sanskrit.

However, in the next second, Bei Tang Zhi had already sat up, and he spoke: "Bei Tang Muren, meet for the first time." "The words are dark, and the face has changed.

"Spirit Lord. Beitang Muren's eyes were dark, and he said in a majestic voice.

Bei Tang pursed the corners of his mouth downward, raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems that you have already recognized me, and you are not surprised." ”

"You entered Aji's body. ”

"Your brother is useless, and he won't be able to withstand it for a while. Bei Tang looked at Bei Tang Muren with eagle-like eyes.

"What do you want to do?" said in a deep voice.

"More than twenty years ago, you had a lot of troubles!I didn't catch the space-time warlock!Now I want his life, you come to the North!" The Spirit Lord suddenly laughed.

"Okay! When the time comes, even my fifth brother's blood and sea of hatred will be counted with you and me!" Beitang Muren glared angrily, and his figure was impressive! This was also the first time he had "face-to-face" with the Spirit Lord. More than 20 years ago, he led his troops to attack only the border of the Great Desolation, repelled the spirit and returned, but he never saw the spirit master.

The Spirit Lord frowned, seeing Beitang Muren so immovable, he was displeased: "You don't look good like this," he shook his head, "If it's late, the entire Northern Territory will be gone." ”

"If there is a day, after killing you, I will apologize again!" Beitang Muren was not forced to be provoked.

"Kill me?" "The Spirit Lord grinned through the body of the Northern Tang Holder, half smiling and half smiling, "Back then, your brother Fifth Xiaoyao also wanted to kill me, how much stronger are you than him?" I saw Bei Tangzhi's neck twist stiffly, and he looked in the direction of Fanyin, "It's you." His eyes widened as if they were about to burst. At this time, Fanyin's eyes were already blood-red.

"How can you see it?my hand, what's wrong with my hand?" the spirit lord controlled Bei Tangzhi's body, raised his hands and looked at it repeatedly. Suddenly, he raised his head suddenly, and slammed towards the film and picture screen, and Bei Tang's weird and hideous face appeared on the entire film and picture screen, "How do you see it, tell me." ”