Mo Doli never thinks about what others think, and the most important thing is that she is comfortable. Coming to Xuanhua since she was a child, she didn't shy away from her.

"The spiritual power of a column commander under the Ministry of Military Affairs is so superb! Not to mention Xuanhua, even I can barely see it. Mo Doli was not convinced, but she was not a stingy person in her heart.

The night was dark and windy, and a few hours later, the army of the Northern Ming had reached the border of Liaodi. Bei Ming couldn't help frowning when he looked at it.

"What's wrong?" Leng Yi asked.

"It's different from the last time I was here. "The Northern Underworld.

"How?"

"Look," Bei Ming stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of Liaodi, "that corrupted land is not that large last time. But now it seems that this corroded ground is twenty miles long, and I don't know how deep the situation inside is. ”

"Isn't it a swamp?"

"At first, I thought it was a swamp, but when I went deeper, I realized that people don't collapse when they walk on it. It's just that the soil is sticky and rotten, and people can't hear the slightest sound when they enter it, and not even a living thing appears. And once we get to the corroded ground, we will be cut off from the outside world. ”

"Lost contact?"

"Yes, I only found out when I came out of the corrosive ground. In Liaodi, all the messages I sent to Sanskrit were cut off, and none of them were sent. I didn't get the same thing she sent me. ”

"Shouldn't you send it to the Ministry of Military Affairs? Leng Yi's eyebrows couldn't help but tremble twice.

"At that time, the military situation was not urgent, and I was going to wait until I got out of Liaodi to make plans, so I didn't give ......," Bei Ming suddenly stopped talking halfway through his words.

"What's wrong?" Leng Yi continued.

"Nothing. Beiming suddenly felt why he wanted to explain to Leng Yi about him and Fanyin, he was a little unhappy and didn't want to talk about it. Leng Yi saw that Beiming was talking and snorting, so he swept him with his eyes, quite guarded.

"North Hell, I see that the area of this corroded land has expanded. Modori jumped down from the leopard antelope and came to Beiming's side and said. Xuanhua followed behind her.

"That's right. ”

"What are you going to do?" said Modory.

Bei Ming judged for a while, and said to Yan Tong: "Yan Tong, you and Mo Duoli stay outside." Xu Ying's second column went in with me. ”

Yan Tong thought for a while, nodded and agreed: "Okay, you guys go in and be careful." If I don't hear from you tomorrow morning, I'll go in with my troops to find you. ”

The North Underworld agreed.

"If you come in, remember to leave at least five hundred skilled soldiers to guard the outskirts of Liaodi. Leng Yi said.

"Good. ”

"Beiming, don't you really need us to go in with you?" said Mordolly.

"You stay outside and cooperate with Yan Tong. Mr. Mo, when the time comes, you will need to obey Yan Tong's dispatch in all actions. ”

"Me!" Mo Duoli still wanted to be mad, but she knew that everything was about the overall situation, not to mention that she had promised Beiming before she came to listen to his arrangement. True to her word, Mo Doli took in the domineering personality in minutes: "Okay! Don't worry! Pay attention to your own safety." Then Beiming led Xu Ying and his two columns of 5,000 people into the corrosive land.

The moment the army entered the corroded ground, the traces of the people disappeared.

"What a big fog ......" Yan Tong's expression was quite grim, and he changed his bright appearance. Within five minutes of Beiming's entry into Liaodi, Yan Tong sent multiple messages to Beiming, Leng Yi, Xu Ying, and several other soldiers, but none of them responded.

"Captain, is there any news?" asked Yan Tong's deputy Xing Zhen. Xing Zhen is twenty-five years old this year, has been by Yan Tong's side for five years, and is thoughtful and hard-working. Yan Tong often said that he was a hard-working child. He is a head shorter than Yan Tong in height, mellow and kind.

Yan Tong shook his head.

"Minister Ben, they don't have any news, do we need to go in and help?" a girl's voice sounded beside Yan Tong. He looked back and realized that it was Xuanhua.

"Why are you here?" From the Lan Song Dynasty to Liaodi, Yan Tong didn't find Xuanhua at all.

"I, I came with our head office, didn't you see me?" Yan Tong shook his head and talked to Xing Zhen next to him again. Xuanhua saw Yan Tong's attitude, and instantly became cramped. Xuanhua felt that Yan Tong's tone just now did not care at all, and was even a little stiff.

But Yan Tong didn't find Xuanhua's mind at all, in fact, after the two of them danced at that banquet, Yan Tong didn't contact Xuanhua, just nodded as friends.

"Xuanhua, didn't you see that Captain Yan was busy, don't go over and quarrel with him. Mo Duoli glanced at her side in the distance, yin and yang.

Xuanhua is the minister of the Ministry of Etiquette, and her official rank is higher than Yan Tong's. In this way, she only felt that she had lost face in front of the two hundred subordinates of the etiquette department, and reluctantly returned to Mo Dori.

Yan Tong immediately surveyed the vicinity of the corroded ground and stopped talking to the two of them.

Beiming led the soldiers to sneak through the night and rush to the depths of the Liaodi. Along the way, he ordered the communication soldiers to make a mark for Yan Tong's coming road. In a short time, his team made their way through the corrosive ground to the wolf's den.

In order to prevent the wolf clan from sneaking attack, along the way, all the soldiers of the Northern Immortal Order unleashed their inspiration to pay attention to the movements around them at any time. The wolf clan's simulacrum is extremely strong, and even the five-sense psychic Sanskrit Yin failed to detect the ambush of the cultivator at the first time. At this time, Beiming was even more careful.

However, until passing through the green forest, Beiming did not notice any abnormal movement.

"Leng Yi, did you notice anything?" asked Leng Yi during the period. Leng Yi also found no changes.

"Your poison, it doesn't matter, right?" Leng Yi asked rhetorically after Beiming finished asking Leng Yi.

"It's fine. ”

"It's okay...... It's okay, why would you kid ask me if there was any change. After Beiming finished answering Leng Yi, Leng Yi thought to himself. With the inspiration power of the North Underworld, where does he need to ask others about the situation, so to speak, the North Darkness is now unable to mobilize the inspiration power.

The night will pass and the sky will get brighter. Just as Beiming passed through the green forest and was about to reach the wolf's den. His pace stopped. Seeing that the wolf's den is in a low concave rock cave, outside the rock cave, a radius of several miles, flat and vast, with a wide field of vision, and the mountain rocks behind are undulating and towering.

I saw that on the wolf's den, there were carved the heads of the wolf kings of the past dynasties, each of which was the same size as a small mountain peak, as if it resonated with the mountains, and roared wildly in the sky. When Leng Yi first saw it, he was also shocked by this domineering and awe-inspiring king atmosphere.

Looking from afar, on the wolf's lair mountain, there is a prominent figure standing proudly in the center of the head sculpture of the wolf kings, it is Xiumi. I saw that he was dressed in gray and white wolf mane, reflecting the rising winter day, shining brightly. The green eyes are cold and chestnut, as if they can shoot straight for thousands of miles, and they are on par with the spiritual pupils of Sanskrit.

I saw the corners of Xiumi's mouth move slightly, and he drank out the white mist, and he didn't show people as a phantom body today.