On the day of the mission's departure, the golden crow will fly up from the sacred tree, and the red glow will burn the sky inch by inch like a fire.

Taishang Laojun led the delegation and his party to the Tianmen Gate to bid farewell to the Immortal Emperor.

Xianmo maliciously estimated the immortal servants of the mission, and there were actually thirty or forty people. She couldn't help but sigh secretly, Taishang Lao'er was true and sincere.

The thrifty old man brought all the immortals in his palace, but it was not enough, where did he come from to support him.

The Immortal Emperor standing on the rooftop was burly, dressed in a golden robe, wearing a golden crown, and his expression was cold and majestic.

And the graceful and luxurious dress beside him should be the emperor and queen, who has a shallow smile on her round face. On the face, the Immortal Emperor and the Empress are extremely complementary to each other.

Hey, she is really also a disciple of the winged double sect who is in charge of marriage, and it has become a habit to comment on the marriage of men and women.

After encouraging a few words of encouragement for the king's successful return, the Immortal Emperor waved his hand. Led by Taishang Laojun, Xianmo and Silu Xingjun followed, and boarded the chariot with a solemn expression.

Immediately, several flying lion chariots took off into the air at the same time.

Then thirty or forty immortal attendants, and finally a well-trained escort team armed with swords, spears, bows and arrows followed in turn, stepping on the clouds and rising into the clouds.

There are hundreds of people in this line, and it is really imposing.

Sitting on the chariot of the flying lion, the slender ink is very emotional, her father and mother are unknown, she has at most three or two friends beside her, how could there have been such a majestic style of hundreds of teams following today. She couldn't help but feel a little arrogant, and blamed some precious immortals for traveling with a large group of entourage, which was really full of vanity.

If the little princess of the Phoenix Palace, who has a valuable status, hears that Xianmo has this feeling, she will definitely smack her face with disdain. But at this time, the little princess, who had always been noisy, sat very quietly in a corner of the chariot, not knowing what she was thinking.

Xianmo didn't bother her, just looked at the scenery outside the window with great interest all the way.

From Tiangong to Beixian City, it takes at least more than a day to travel. Taishang Laojun has always been dedicated and did not delay on the way.

The guards outside the car all stood in the clouds with a dignified and solemn face.

With such a cold wind blowing, even if you don't want to maintain the solemn image of the fairy world, you can't. Fortunately, she was not one of the guards, so she didn't have to put up icicles outside.

A day later, the delegation flew outside the city of Beixian.

I saw the towering city wall from afar, and under the city wall, there were many soldiers at the city gate to greet them, and they had to greet each other before entering the city.

The establishment of Beixian City is due to the abundance of black iron ore in this place, and this kind of black iron ore is mainly used for refining weapons and equipment. It is because of the gradual gathering of many miners and refiners in the surrounding area, which has evolved into the prosperous Beixian City today.

This city has been established for a long time, and it is a border area, and intermarriage between the immortal and demon clans is very common. It is not surprising to see a half-immortal and half-demon person in the city.

The purpose of Xian Mo's entourage was to negotiate peace with the demon army. You can comfort the soldiers guarding the border and understand the current defense situation is also on the itinerary.

Marshal Meng Ji led several lieutenant generals and brought the three envoys, the personal maid with fine ink and the black eyes to the north gate tower.

There are two steps and one divine soldier on the north gate tower, all of them are solemnly waiting for the guard. And ten miles away on the opposite side, there was a piece of black pressing. Needless to say, it was the confrontation demon army led by Sang Lang. Here, Xianmo clearly felt that the air was full of pre-war tension.

Marshal Meng Ji pointed to the demon army on the opposite side and said, "The demon army Chen Bing has been there for some time, but they haven't even had a small-scale tentative attack, so I really don't know what their plans are. "The remarks in the Xinxian Times about Sang Lang's rejection of his marriage and his anger at Chen Bing were really nonsense in the eyes of Marshal Meng Ji, and he didn't even bother to mention it.

Si Lu Xingjun frowned and said, "Has there ever been an abnormality in the demon camp?" ”

Marshal Meng Ji shook his head, "No, it is our army training for days, and the demon camp is quiet as usual." ”

"Did the demon army make any moves in other directions?"

Marshal Meng Ji still shook his head, "I and the generals have also considered this, and we have also sent various divine soldiers to investigate. But all roads are rewards, and there is only one demon army assembled on the northern border. ”

Taishang Laojun is a good venerable, and he does not point out indiscriminately because of his status. He said very humbly: "We don't know much about strategy, how to defend and fight against the demon army, we can only rely on the generals. ”

Marshal Meng Ji said in a deep voice: "Lao Jun is serious, this is the mission of our soldiers!" ”

Xianmo has always only been in the wings of the double door, even if he travels, he only has three or two friends by his side. Gags are okay, on this kind of serious official occasion, she is very conscious of hiding behind Taishang Laojun, and it is more comfortable to pretend to be a maid like Lingluan.

Although Slim Ink doesn't want to be noticed, it doesn't mean that Slim Ink is not remembered.

A sturdy unknown lieutenant general said by name: "The immortal monarch behind Taishang Laojun is said to be Sang Lang's old age?" ”

There are soldiers who are hostile to Sang Lang all around, and as soon as these words came out, Xian Mo felt that the air around him instantly condensed a little, is this a hatred with her.

Xianmo was a little sneering, but he could only move his body slowly, came out from behind Taishang Laojun, and said with a haha: "It used to be, it used to be." ”

The strong deputy general did not relent, "Xianjun thinks that he can persuade Sang Lang to withdraw with his old feelings?" ”

There was a low sneer all around.

This lieutenant general deliberately found fault, and his temperament swelled up, and he sneered: "This general may fight off the demon army on his own?" ”

The sturdy lieutenant general's face turned a little red, and he said with a stiff neck: "Even if the general dies in battle, he doesn't disdain to be with the demon leader." ”

There was a low cheer all around.

Xianmo snorted disdainfully, "What's the use of you dying in battle?" Can the demon leader no longer be at the border because of your heroic death? No longer threatening the fairy world? No more scourge of innocent citizens? After a pause, Xian Mo slowed down his breath and said word by word, "If you are a general, you are only to die in battle?" ”

There was silence all around, and no one would have thought that a little fairy monarch would have such a clever tongue.

The clever and delicate ink secretly wiped his sweat, but fortunately he was in the door, fighting with the little junior brother all day long, otherwise he would have to be forced to lose face by this deputy today.

The stout lieutenant blushed and his neck was thick.

Marshal Meng Ji laughed loudly, "Xianmo Xianjun said well, this general is a group of reckless horsemen, and it is not as good as Xianjun to understand the meaning of being a soldier and a general. Xianjun is young, and he is really bold to come to the pre-battle peace talks, and Marshal Ben admires him very much. ”

Xianmo really wanted to say, the Immortal Emperor made an order, can she not come?

Marshal Meng Ji, who had a hearty laugh, gave Xian Mo a little good impression, "The marshal is smiling, it is also a deep honor for this immortal monarch to come here to see the arrogance of the marshal and his subordinates." ”

Except for the deputy general, who was still a little awkward, all the immortals present laughed heartily.

Xianmo is also very proud, it turns out that this kind of serious officialdom tone, she said it very smoothly.