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There seemed to be a few autumn geese flying in the sky.

Luo Ning and Yin Ziqing didn't know that the Twelve Roads vassal kings in front of Ma Wei Pass had been assembled, and it was Yin Hongdie's vanguard of the Fengwei Camp who was about to attack Ma Wei Pass.

Yin Hongdie rode on a horse, training the army under his command in front of him.

Because the rest of the Eleventh Route vassal kings have not yet arrived, the war against Mawei Pass has not yet begun.

But whether it is the people south of Luoshui or north of Luoshui, they know that this war is like a few drops of oil dripping on a dehydrated firewood that has been dried to the point of dehydration, and it does not need a match, it only needs to be left under the scorching sun for a few days to be lit.

Yin Shanhe also silently watched his army in front of the army.

The old lady's bones had been regathered and he had hired excellent craftsmen, but the bones that had been broken after falling from the flagpole could not be recovered in any way.

His eyes looked north, worried about two things at the same time.

He thought of the young guard in the city.

His own army was in the city, and he still didn't move, and the bell at the door closed every morning still rang as usual, and the bell at sunset was exactly the same.

So Yin Shanhe knew.

This young man is different from General Ning Yuan, there is a certain reason why he can be sent by the emperor to guard Ma Wei Pass.

Although Ma Weiguan was easy to defend and difficult to attack, he still didn't think about how he would fight this big battle.

And the other thing he was worried about was the child who went to South County by himself.

According to his calculations, in two days, he should be in Nanjun.

Yin Shanhe's beard swayed in the air, as if Luoshui hadn't stayed for many years.

He said to the sergeant next to him, "Pass me general, and the armies from all walks of life will make the final preparations before crossing the Luoshui River." ”

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On the road for the past few days, Luo Ning stopped talking.

also rarely cares about Yin Ziqing's sword practice.

Just yesterday, Luo Ning and Yin Ziqing exchanged mounts with each other.

Yin Ziqing rode a horse, and Luo Ning sat on the carriage.

Yin Ziqing didn't know what Luo Ning was going to do, so he could only listen to Luo Ning's words, but Luo Ning's yellow horse had a new owner, and he was a little unaccustomed to this stupid boy's riding style.

When it finally confirmed that Luo Ning would not ride it again anytime soon, it finally gave up resistance and walked along the way.

In Yin Ziqing's opinion, Luo Ning has a lot when he closes his eyes.

He slept on a mat at night, and during the day he slept cross-legged on a carriage.

Although Yin Ziqing was a little stupid, he still cared a little about Luo Ning, and he asked softly, "Brother Immortal, are you sick?"

Luo Ning didn't answer him.

If Yin Ziqing was a cultivator, he could find out how terrifyingly Luo Ning was absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth at this time.

He knew that the road ahead would be a little difficult to walk, but the only thing that made him happy was that after Han Congyun, there was no one else to block his road.

At the same time, he also knew that the dangerous aura in the dark had become extremely powerful.

From Han Congyun's mouth, he learned that that person was called Yunke, and learned that his realm strength was the Nine Folds of the Guanting Realm.

He is now a ninefold spirit realm, and he can't be his opponent, so he has to make some preparations.

The boy was firmly planted on the carriage like a sword.

He seems to be indifferent to everything in heaven and earth.

Even the jerky that Yin Ziqing brought in his car couldn't tempt him.

Yin Ziqing didn't know that Luo Ning was learning the sword.

He was preparing for the battle between himself and Yunke.

He even regretted a little why he promised Yin Hongdie that he must bring Yin Ziqing to Nanjun.

But after all, his words have already been spoken, not to mention that Yin Ziqing worships himself as a teacher.

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Luo Ning would occasionally open his eyes, then take a few bites of the jerky next to him and take a sip of the water in the kettle.

Yin Ziqing finally couldn't help but ask, "Brother Immortal, what are you doing with your eyes closed all day?"

Luo Ning smiled and was stunned for a moment, then responded, "Cultivate." ”

Yin Ziqing was stunned for a moment, thinking that he seemed to have heard this word there, and then he remembered it.

He asked with some surprise, "But my sister asked you, and you said that you are not a cultivator. ”

Luo Ning was a little speechless, and said in his heart that he was escorting him to kill generals along the way, and this kid didn't even know that he was a cultivator?

He was a little speechless, and he really didn't know how to answer.

Luo Ning then said, "You just need to remember to listen to me." ”

Yin Ziqing nodded thoughtfully, and then closed his mouth.

The carriage and horses continued to move forward, but what no one noticed was that there was always a person more than ten miles behind their master and apprentice.

This person is a black veil, and his whole body is wrapped in black clothes, as if he is afraid of not seeing the light.

He watched Luo Ning kill all the way, and he didn't kill anyone, this person would check the bodies of those people after Luo Ning and Yin Ziqing left.

Today he was a little slow to follow, because he was a little upset.

It's because of the lack of adaptation to the soil and water.

It turned out that he was from the Central Plains.

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And on this wasteland, I don't know how many people are paying attention to Luo Ning.

Luo Ning's matter of beheading seven generals in a row has been spread in Nanjun, and the county lord doesn't know if he knows about it, because the one in Nanjun City has not moved at all until now.

It's not just the people on the list.

Princess Ying Tanxi also knew that there was a servant who followed Yin Ziqing and killed the seven cultivators she sent out one after another.

She was a little angry.

So the last time she sent someone to Yunke's instruction was that if she killed Yin Ziqing, the money she gave him would double again.

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The county lord sat in the middle of the house, with the best flower tea in Nanjun in front of him.

One of his servants was a little nervous, he looked at the county lord, pondered for a long time, and then stopped.

"If you want to say it, just say it, why cower here?"

The county lord took a sip of flower tea, but forgot the heat in the teacup, and was shivering.

The old servant hurried forward, and the lord waved his hand to show that he could, and he wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and then placed the cup on the table.

The old servant was a little nervous and said, "Recently, I heard that a key criminal escaped from the Central Plains, and I heard that Yin Shanhe and the Twelve Roads Vassal King were about to start a war with the Great Zhou. Now that the young lady is going to kill Yin Ziqing again, isn't this adding chaos to chaos?"

The county lord's face did not change in the slightest.

He looked at the old servant and said, "Do you really think Yunke dares to go?"

The old servant was stunned for a moment, not understanding what this sentence meant.

"If it weren't for my instructions, no matter how bold he was, he would dare to kill my designated son-in-law?"

The old servant was startled, and Huo Ran understood.

"But the county lord, ...... you do this?"

The county lord gently blew the flower tea in his hand, and said with a smile, "Yin Ziqing is not important, I just suddenly found that the Zhou person who followed Yin Ziqing is very interesting, I want to see how far he can go." ”

The old servant said, "But what if that Zhou didn't stop Yunke?"

The county lord looked at him and said with a smile, "If he didn't even stop Yunke, Yin Ziqing died because of this, then he would be dead." My daughter doesn't want to marry him anyway. ”