The suspected infected scouts were quickly quarantined, and Bai Qi was a little in trouble for a while.

He came from Da Zhou with an army, but there was no enemy, only this strange situation, like a punch, but he never thought it hit the air.

The vanguard general Wang Tao was still clamoring to go to war.

Bai Qi thought about it, instead of being so deadlocked, it was better to let this big man try, and it was promised.

It's still the height of summer.

The sky was blue and the water was blue, and the 5,000 troops marched from the coastal beach towards the nearest town that the scouts had discovered, and the horses' hooves were far away, and the dust raised slowly settled.

At midnight.

King Shenwu was bored and couldn't sleep.

Unlike the silence of the town, there was still a commotion on the surrounding supply ships.

As always.

Suddenly, there was a cacophony of cacophony.

The surface of the water was broken with a "stab", and something huge seemed to eject out of the darkness, Xia Guang looked up, and in the bright light of the moonlight, he vaguely saw a muscular fat man carrying a little girl on his back, like a meteor, with salty and wet water droplets, rising up.

Then it landed heavily on the deck of the supply ship not far away.

Then he spoke some exotic language.

The little girl behind him was wearing pink and black hair, lying softly on the back of the giant fat man.

The soldiers hurriedly got up, drew their swords and surrounded them, pacing nervously.

But the fat man roared in a hurry.

Soon an interpreter crawled out of the bed and explained, "He wants to eat." ”

King Shenwu looked at it from a distance, and only felt that this fat man was a little familiar, and it seemed that he had a one-sided relationship.

If you think about it carefully, it seems that the imperial brother was a foreign historian who had competed in his hand when he was young, and it seems to be called... Aita.

"Little blood, go and bring people over. ”

As soon as the words fell, the man with blood spots on his cheeks was about to turn into a red light.

However, before he could move, he was stopped by King Shenwu, "Slow..."

"Lord Wang, what are your orders?"

The Blood Fiend asked, a little apprehensive.

His original title was master, but he was later forced to become a prince.

Xia Guang pointed to the rope ladder on the other side of the nail board, signaling that the boat should be sent over to pick up people, instead of flying over.

Why do other people just row normally, going back and forth between big boats, while you want to break the rules and fly around?

When the Blood Demon came to his senses, he jumped off the side of the ship, then honestly walked to the other side, threw the damp rope ladder out, and then turned over and jumped onto the small boat under the Sparrow Dango.

From beginning to end, the blood demon was confused, he didn't understand that he was a blood demon, a catastrophe in the world, why should he row a boat?

The oars swept away the black fragments in the moonlight, the golden light of the broken sea, and turned his head sideways, only to see King Shenwu looking at the bright moon, stubble, and black hair.

Maybe the adults miss their hometown, right?

The Blood Demon looked up at the vast galaxy, not knowing which galaxy the Lord had come from.

The lonely boat rowed to the noisy ship, and the Blood Demon felt so stupid that he shouted under the boat, "Ladder, ladder!"

It didn't take long for the ladder to be lowered.

The Blood Demon slowly climbed up under the peculiar eyes of the rest of the soldiers, and the eyes of those soldiers seemed to say, "As the personal soldier of the Shenwu King, you actually have to climb the ladder", "It looks fierce, but in fact it has no ability", but after all, no fool would blurt out such words.

Walking to the side of the encirclement that was still deadlocked, the Blood Demon beckoned directly and said in Fusang language, "Come with me, my lord wants to see you." ”

He is extremely proficient in the languages of this world, and he has studied all the languages of the world's great powers before he became a demon and was not imprisoned.

Aida asked, "Which one?"

"King Shenwu of the Great Zhou. ”

The Blood Demon proudly uttered those five words.

Although, he didn't understand what there was to be proud of.

Aida thought about it and immediately knew who this was.

Even if he was far away in Fusang, he had heard of this fame, and even knew that this was the little prince who had met him in Da Zhou more than 20 years ago.

At that time, the boy in the black and gold python suit held himself high above his head, and he will never forget it in his life.

So, Aida was surprised: "It's him?!"

The Blood Demon didn't respond, just glanced sideways at the little girl lying on his stomach behind him, the pink kimono was wet, and her face seemed to have been frozen for a long time, and she looked a little pale and pitiful.

"Let's go, don't make you wait too long. ”

Bloodseeker gestured to the nearby ladder.

Aida was stunned and came to his senses, "It's okay, I can jump to the opposite boat, and then go to the Shenwu King, you just point in the direction..."

Bloodseeker shook his head.

Lao Tzu is rowing here, you want to fly?

Aida frowned, you little soldier cub is too eyeless, right?

Forget it, for the sake of King Shenwu's face, I don't care about you.

So the little girl in the pink kimono with her back jumped directly onto the lonely boat under the battleship, looking at the little soldier who was slowly climbing down.

I secretly admired in my heart, now that I look like a ghost, my whole body is deformed, this little soldier is not afraid, and he is a little courageous, and he is worthy of being the personal soldier of King Shenwu.

It's just that so many things have happened in this Fusang, and it is no longer in the world, even if King Shenwu has created many miracles in the Great Zhou, what can it do?

Even if he could draw with a Nightmare-level demon, would he be able to defeat a Three-Headed Nightmare?

What's more, according to the information gathered from all sides, in the blood mist, there is this strange and even intelligent evil ghost.

Such as... A handsome man dressed in red and open-chested, a man who was a drunkard and carried a knife on his back, had seduced many beautiful women and devoured their flesh and blood in the early days of ghosts.

Such as... The one-eyed monk with a blue body, always holding a corroded pitch-black Zen staff, will "doo" on the ground when the mist rises at dawn, with panicked steps, coming from afar, and once the traveler who hears this sound will be skinned to death.

Such as... A weird woman crawling on the ground, making a creepy laugh, and covered in peach blossoms.

Such as... A strange vicious dog with a red face and a red nose and three pairs of black wings growing from its back.

...

And so on.

There are signs from all sides that many evil spirits have turned on their spiritual wisdom, and will even deceive and even create panic, sow discord, and make the people of Fuso Country kill each other at that time.

Da Zhou came this time, obviously to attack Fusang, but Fusang has been destroyed.

Aida felt that there was no grudge between him and Da Zhou, but when he fled with his young lady, he was shipwrecked, and the Sword Saint of Zong Riyue died, and he had to return with Miss Sakurako on his back, but he never thought that he could meet the Great Zhou army.

Now, he just wanted to warn the Great Zhou army to leave the island immediately, after all, Miss's safety came first.

He had to bring the young lady back to Da Zhou.

"Hungry... Hungry..."

Sakurako made a dream-like voice.

Aida sighed lightly: "Miss, bear with me, it's almost here." ”