When Leng Meiying and the others were leaving, the eldest lady once gave Leng Meiying a letter and asked her to open it after the victory over the Poetic Heavenly City.

Leng Meiying understands that this is the strategy of retreating from the enemy.

To be honest, before this, Leng Meiying and Feng Tianche had no bottom in their hearts, whether it was the Sea Clan or the Demon Clan, their strength was obvious to all, and if they fought with either of them, it would be certain death, even if there were millions of legions like Han Shilin and Warcraft Forest, I am afraid it would not be good to go.

But when Leng Meiying looked through the doctor's letter, his eyes were first puzzled, then shocked, and then happy.

A night of revelry, a night of grooming, in Hanshilin, all the people were dressed up, and at this time, all of them were ready for the decisive battle.

It's just that before setting off, Leng Meiying followed Feng Tianche to test the qualifications of these people, all those who are not proficient in the fish breath method, no matter how good they are, can't go, even Xu Muzhou.

Basically, all the people who practiced the fire method were not able to refine the fish breath method, and this time they were eliminated, and they were directly eliminated by as much as half.

The only ones who can follow are a few super masters of Xiaoba, as well as a group of small masters from Hanshilin, and there are only about 30 people before and after.

"It's really a game of death this time." Feng Tianche smiled bitterly, but quickly gathered these people together for another meeting.

The other people who were not selected were all arranged by Leng Meiying to enter the defensive battle of the three empires, and with the addition of these sharp figures, the Sea Clan people who have entered the preparation stage may not be able to get any benefits.

Under the Six Treasures Tree, the strange old man hummed an unknown song, drinking the 'cocktail' made by Leng Meiying himself, and in front of him was a suckling pig roasted to a golden gold, and the tempting fragrance almost made the Six Treasures Tree almost salivate.

For the strange old man, this meal may already be the last one, Leng Meiying did it very carefully, and he ate even more seriously.

"Leng girl, your skills have improved."

Leng Meiying, who was standing next to him, turned red, these days in order to please Feng Tianche's sharp mouth praise, Leng Meiying has used a little bit of his brains in his already very exquisite cooking skills, and the things he made are naturally more delicious.

"I know this is probably goodbye, but you don't need to be sad at all, you know, I'm the bad guy who invaded your place." The strange old man felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he began to adjust it.

Leng Meiying's heart was slightly sour, she had been with the strange old man for a long time, it was rare to see him speak so seriously, the more he was so comforted, the more Leng Meiying felt panicked in her heart, as if something was pressing there.

"You're not an aggressor, you're an old man!" Leng Meiying said lightly, with a big smile on her face.

The strange old man grinned and quietly understood.

The Demon Realm, the dark temple, a team of elite of the Demon Realm looked at their king with a kind of worship, the mighty demon king who was eight meters tall and completely black.

"The time has finally come, right? Human blood makes my blood boil! The Demon King's voice sounded in a low voice, causing a swallowing sound in the main hall, and countless demons all looked hideous, cheering for the upcoming feast.