When the news of the alleviation of the epidemic spread back to China, about a month had passed, and Ziluo had already received Lan Ye's spirit pigeon, and he knew about half a month in advance.

"General, the enemy army is about to go to war!"

Soon after the earth-shattering gongs and drums sounded, the Cloud Commander came to report.

Ziluo heard herself, and she put down the book in her hand. "Well, let's go. By the way, you have a good eye on that ghost general, don't let him go to the battlefield, that guy has no determination in vain. ”

"Yes!"

Since Ziluo came, he directly locked up the ghost general, Ziluo's original words were:

"Hmph, if you can't give up the child and can't trap the wolf, you just stay here obediently, when the fight is over, when will you come out again!"

Zi Luo turned around and left in a dashing manner, and behind his back, Lin Feng gritted his teeth with hatred.

When she came to the city wall, there was already a fight, and Zi Luo saw that Xiao Hanche and the others did not have a good complexion, especially Xiao Hanche, who was simply pale, and she frowned and asked.

"Xiao Hanche, what's wrong with you?" There was concern and worry in her tone that she hadn't even noticed. Then, without waiting for Xiao Hanche to speak, she knew. "Yin Army?"

The powerful yin qi coercion is gradually approaching, Ziluo has always practiced spells, for this level of coercion, it is not very threatening to her, but Xiao Hanche is different from others, Xiao Hanche has practiced spells, and he is extremely sensitive to this perception, but he is not strong enough, and he can't rely on the coercion that he invisibly emanates like Ziluo to press back, so he has to endure it, and it is strange that his face is not white.

Realizing this, Ziluo's eyes were slightly dark, and sure enough, the dark clouds that day were definitely not that simple. She released her spiritual power and erected a barrier, blocking the trend of Yin Qi continuing to approach.

Let's not talk about why there are so many Yin troops, but it is very distressing to be transferred from there, not to mention, who will be the person behind it.

Suddenly, Ziluo frowned, she remembered that the closest place to here, the most likely place to appear the Yin Army, is, the Valley of the Dead, right? However, didn't they all clean up the Yin Army at the beginning? How could it be......

"Open the gates, retreat!" She yelled at the people below. However, in such a short time, a large number of people under his command have fallen, and if they don't retreat, they may not be able to come back.

Hearing Ziluo's words, everyone slowly approached the city gate.

Ziluo flew down. It's good if Xia Yan is here, but at this time, Qingdie should have someone around to protect her, if she is an assassin, she must choose this time to assassinate, so Xia Yan can't leave Qingdie, this battle can only be fought by herself.

Her light posture fell in front of everyone, quite a posture of "one husband is closed".

Xiao Hanche clenched his hands into fists, blaming him, because he disliked the fact that spells were not easy to practice, and finally stopped practicing, otherwise, he could also help Ziluo now, instead of looking at her from afar like now, but unable to do anything.

Everyone looked at Ziluo's graceful figure, and their hearts worshiped her as if they were worshipping a god.

"What are you doing? Why don't you go quickly? Ziluo turned his head slightly, glancing at the people behind him, his voice was cold.

Everyone reacted and immediately rushed back to the city. Xiao Hanche and Feng Hua went down the city wall and came to the city gate to help Ziluo clear the field.

Zi Luo's folding fan appeared in her hand, and all along, in addition to the back chain and dagger, the best weapon she used was the folding fan, a soft folding fan, which would not make others suspect that it was a weapon.

The folding fan waved lightly, and a gust of wind that seemed to be light and fluttering, but was very strong. Where the wind passes, not an inch of grass grows, and the sand flies away.

It was very successful, and many of the ghosts were disposed of by her.

Bingyue looked at Ziluo's fluttering dress, her light posture, and her eyes flashed with a thick fire of jealousy.

Ziluo naturally saw Bingyue, a fan blew over, who would have thought that she didn't dodge or dodge, just took a blow so vividly, Ziluo faintly felt that something was wrong, at this time, Bingyue's body was actually like smoke, dissipating in the air.

Ziluo's pupils shrank suddenly: "Puppet technique!" Oops! ”

However, it was late. Bingyue had already appeared behind her, and a sword stabbed over, the blade of the sword hit the point, Zi Luo gritted her teeth and turned around, she swung out a fan, barely weakening some of the sword qi, however, within a few seconds of her turning to dodge, the long sword was already approaching!

"Poof", the sound of a sharp weapon piercing into the flesh stimulated Ziluo's eardrums, and something in her heart was about to move, as if she was about to break free from the shackles, control Ziluo's reason, and make her crazy.

Her eyes grew colder and colder, like a pool of water, and then, frozen, and finally, broke...

"Xiao Hanche..."

The cold sound seemed to freeze everything.

Xiao Hanche smiled and turned his head with difficulty. "Hmm... Little, Little Luo..."

Zi Luo looked at the scarlet blood at the corner of his mouth, looked at the sharp long sword inserted into Xiao Hanche's chest, looked at the blood slowly flowing out of his chest, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were dyed with a trace of blood by the scarlet.

That's right, at the moment when Bingyue's sword stabbed into Zi Luo's chest, Xiao Hanche rushed over and blocked the sword without hesitation.

Everyone was stunned, and Bingyue was also stunned, this man ......