Chapter 670: Like a Divine Helper 5

"The skill is almost exhausted, let them go?" Youfeng felt sorry for the formation in front of her, and when she saw that the two people who found the flaw were desperately attacking that place, they wanted to turn the two into formation souls, but she also knew that if she wanted to take the lives of those two people, she couldn't do it now.

"Hmm!" Nangong Yehua nodded, raised his hand and waved, and the formation base outside the formation fell down, and the formation was naturally broken.

The formation was shattered, and a few little chinchillas fell down like dumplings, and the little guys who were still excited were 'picked up' by the ghost wind and taken to the space world before they could speak.

At this time, the two people in the formation also appeared in front of Youfeng, and a burst of speechless and embarrassing emotions flowed in the flower Fufeng Flower Pre-Bloom, and it did not disperse for a long time.

"Still looking for a fight?" Youfeng compared her fist, Hua Fufeng and the two knew that she was now a paper tiger, and there was no threat at all, but the two of them were the same, only some life-saving means that would be triggered at the moment of life and death, and if they wanted to take someone's life... Don't think about it...

Hua Fufeng and the two left, and Youfeng also fell.

This fell, and it took a few days for the fainting to recover.

And in the past few days, the Xuanfeng reinforcements have also arrived, and after seeing the battlefield, they have all been impressed by the demeanor of the generals of the mountains and rivers of the Youfeng Town, and the words of beauty have spread from the Ningcheng army to the Xuanfeng Imperial Capital like snowflakes.

Everyone in the Xuanfeng Emperor Domain knew that their little highness had returned, and they had single-handedly repelled 200,000 enemy troops and held the vital city of Ningcheng.

A huge mansion painted with gold paintings, pavilions and pavilions everywhere, smoke and rain towers, the ground is paved with gold bricks and jade, and it is inlaid with red agate and opal that dazzle people's eyes. There are groups of servants coming and going, clothes and beards are fragrant, the fragrance of fat powder is fragrant, and the style of luxury and malaise has completely become popular in this mansion.

Not only this mansion, but also a place like the Xuanfeng Imperial Capital, two hands can't count it.

In the extravagant study, several well-dressed people were gathering in the tea room made of amethyst, looking nervous as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Are you sure it's her?" The long-haired middle-aged man asked the person who had just returned from the battlefield in Ningcheng to report the news.

"It's her! It is said that she has a face that is almost exactly the same as the previous patriarch, and the purity of blood is not like a fake! The man dressed as a hidden guard nodded respectfully in reply.

Hearing this, everyone was not surprised, when she was very young, Mu Xiao took his daughter back to the house and saw everyone. That face and Mu Xiao when she was a child seemed to be carved out of the same mold, and everyone knew that she would look very similar to Mu Xiao when she grew up.

However, in the eyes of these people, that face is of little use.

It's just that Mu Xiao's original vigorous and resolute wrist, five hundred years later, they still have relatives, and his daughter can hit the Xuanling Army hard before the reinforcements arrive, this ability is not much inferior to the original Mu Xiao. If she really came back to the imperial capital, would they be able to keep their current position and current enjoyment?

Another middle-aged man with a full beard saw that everyone's faces were full of solemnity, looked at them contemptuously, and snorted coldly, "I haven't been back to the clan for hundreds of years, but this time she wants to come back!" What are you doing when you come back, you want a piece of the pie? Joke, the patriarch is no longer his curtain, and his daughter can't change it when she comes back! ”

"Father, in the end, she is the little highness of our shogunate, and this time to defend Ningcheng, she is not so tolerant..." The young man, who was one position behind the middle-aged bearded man, retorted weakly, but he glared back before he finished speaking.

"Defend Ningcheng? The soldier did a good job, and she wanted to take over, didn't she know what her idea was? The middle-aged bearded man glanced at a few people with a vicious look in his eyes, "A few people came to me to discuss, isn't it just for this, why don't you speak now?" Don't you want to back down? ”

"How can you!" The long-haired man smiled awkwardly, "Glory, wealth, and cultivation are all equally important." Without the mountains of wealth, do we have to learn from those powerless cultivators who can't fight in the 100,000 mountains? We're not stupid! ”

Except for the young man behind the middle-aged bearded man who lowered his head, several others hurriedly nodded yes.

"Okay, that's it..." The middle-aged bearded man finally smiled with satisfaction.

Outside Ningcheng, in the deep mountains and old forests, in a cottage built on the mountainside, there are many villagers who bear burdens and carry large bamboo baskets, they walk in the meantime, with a satisfied smile on their faces, and they are shouting and greeting people who come and go in the cottage, completely contented and happy.

At this time, a few middle-aged and young people with serious expressions appeared on the street where the cottage was not very wide, and they walked very fast, and they didn't hear the mountain people on the street greeting them, as if they were in a hurry.

"What's wrong with them? What's going on out there? "The mountain people are uneasy to speculate.

They were originally villagers in the village of the Xuanfeng Emperor Domain, because of the war, they had to live in other places, and later met the kind-hearted village owner and others, so they fell into the grass and entrenched in the mountains. In the past half a month, the cottage has finally been built, won't those Huajia bandits come here again?

The mountain people looked at the hut where the owner of the village lived worriedly, and they had no intention of doing anything.

"Should we join them or not?"

"That little highness is very capable, maybe ......"

"What are you talking about, Lao Tzu has long wanted to go out of the mountain to kill him, there are so many brothers, only a few of us escaped, my old cow must avenge my brothers!"

"Alas!" Someone let out a long sigh, "If it is decided, hundreds of villagers in the cottage will flee again, let's see!" ”

"By the way, how are those guys?" Speaking of this important event, the person who sighed just now turned his head sideways and asked a man in a black coarse cloth coat beside him, "Can they all walk normally?" ”

"Not yet!" The man in coarse cloth shook his head, sighed The man nodded, and he had a headache and didn't know how to settle the wounded who had not been 'picked up' for a long time.

"Lao Wang, I think let them stay in the village." The man in cloth said sullenly, "A few of them looked like they had just come from the Nether, but for some reason they offended the hateful Hua family and saved their lives, we have done our best!" ”

"Alas, let's look at the situation again, until the last resort, let's take them with the mountain people!"

Youfeng recuperated for a few days, but his body was still tired. used the power of the divine soul, and overdrew the sequelae of all spiritual power cultivation, and had to recuperate for a month or two.

It's just that in the current situation, she can't do nothing.

In the siege of Ningcheng, the 200,000 Xuanling army was cut by more than 50,000, and the two deputy generals fell, and it was only six cultivators who caused all this.

But......