readx;? Just when the defenders of Jinling City were rejoicing in tonight's victory, the atmosphere in Lan Shixun's camp at this moment was a little depressing. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info & music & text & novel {.{ lw}{xs520}. {}

At this moment, it was already dark, but the lights in Lan Shixun's camp were still bright, and the 220,000 troops in the camp did not rest and sleep regardless of whether they were injured or not, and the most surprising thing was that instead of resting, the sergeants did not even go back to their respective camps, but all lined up in front of their respective camps, even if some of the sergeants' legs and feet were wounded or even broken in the battle just now, they were still standing in their ranks with difficulty under the support of spears and sticks.

In Lan Shixun's camp, all the sergeants widened their eyes and maintained their most spiritual side, even if they were tired of the big battle, they did not dare to have the slightest slackness, each sergeant stood tall in front of their respective tents with their chests held high and straight like steel guns, tonight, whether it was the sergeant of the Holy Domain or the sergeant of the Beast Domain, it was surprisingly all the same, no one dared to have the slightest complaint, and no one dared to make the slightest move, and even the atmosphere did not dare to breathe easily.

There was no night patrol team in the camp tonight, and there were not even sentry posts patrolling in the camp, and all the sergeants returned to the front of their camp tents to assemble, and instead of these sergeants guarding the camp gate, all of them were replaced by Xuanzong disciples dressed in Xuanzong's robes, and all of them were the best descendants of Xuanzong.

In the main camp, every seven or eight camp tents, a small group of Xuanzong disciples could be seen patrolling back and forth, not to check whether there was any enemy situation in the camp, but to check whether these sergeants were standing upright enough, and whether anyone was moving without permission or slacking off. And these Soul Sect disciples who were patrolling back and forth between the camps, their names were even more terrifying, don't look at the fact that there are not many of them, but the leaders are all the registered elders of Xuanzong, and the members are all composed of the first disciple who represents the highest cultivation among the disciples in Xuanzong, such a lineup is not shocking. And their method of dealing with slack or dissatisfied sergeants is also very simple, there is only one word: "kill" and it is a reasonable killing, Lan Shixun personally ordered this is a military law punishment, and if he dies, he will die, there is no reason at all, let alone hope to find anyone who can avenge himself, because even the supreme commander of the army, Lan Shixun, supports this, and its threat can naturally be seen.

It's okay to kill one or two, but after killing dozens of thorns, the sergeants in the battalion really realized that these Xuanzong disciples were real, not just talking, so they didn't dare to slack off one by one, and under the absolute severe threat, the whole army had stood trembling in the dark night for more than an hour, and in this hour, no one had any abnormal situation.

The 220,000 army punishment stood here, in fact, they were just waiting for a result, and this result came from the Chinese army's big tent, and all the sergeants knew that as long as the discussion in the Chinese army's big tent ended, tonight's punishment station would be completely over.

It's just that more than an hour has passed, but there is still no movement in the big tent of the Chinese army, if it weren't for the bright lights in the account and the figures in the tent reflected on the curtain, I'm afraid that some people would have doubted whether there was really someone in the tent discussing it.

The sergeants outside felt that tonight was long and difficult, and they had been very depressed under the surveillance of Xuanzong's disciples. In fact, at this moment, the big tent of the Chinese army is filled with a huge sense of depression that is ten, hundred, or even a thousand times higher than that outside. Even if those who can enter the big tent of the Chinese army are already people with extremely high status in the army, but in front of this old man tonight, even a warrior like Ma Rufeng didn't even dare to raise his head.

At this moment, there were nearly forty people gathered in the big tent of the Chinese army, which was a bit crowded for the tent that had been set up temporarily, but among the nearly forty people, only one person was sitting now, and he was sitting on the throne that was originally exclusive to Lan Shixun.

This person looks to be in his thirties, only a lock of white hair as clean as snow hangs in the center of his forehead, and the rest are all black and dense, the long flowing hair is casually draped behind him but it is not messy, the delicate and small cheeks are willow eyebrows and apricot eyes, the straight nose is red and the lips are white, no matter how you look at it, this unbelievably delicate face can't find the slightest flaw that a normal person should have, coupled with the white and delicate ice clear skin like congealed cream, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a woman with a national color and fragrance。 But the slightly raised Adam's apple at his throat unabashedly revealed his manly nature. But how can a man have such delicate skin and delicate faces, even a beautiful man like Qin Qingyu can only be described as quite enchanting, but it is far from being stunning, because the word stunner has always been used only on women. But today, in Lan Shixun's Chinese army tent, this man who is like a fake is no less beautiful and meticulous than Han Linger and Tang Ruoxi, reinterpreting another layer of deep meaning of the stunning alluring city.

If there is no Su Yingying in the world, I am afraid that the appearance of women is far better than that of men, and this matter will be redefined because of this person.

However, the surprise of this man sitting in the big tent of the Chinese army is far more than his amazing looks, but also his real age. Although he looks no more than thirty years young, he is actually an old monster who has lived for nearly two hundred years.

This person is wearing a spotless white robe clean and elegant, this is really a white robe, because in addition to the snow-white color, there is no other embellishment and decoration, and even the whole body can not even find the slightest trace of needlework, the neckline, cuffs and the body of the robe are as if they were natural, the white is unbearable to look at, and the net is unbelievable.

If you only look at this white robe, I am afraid that no one can tell whether it is worn by a man or a woman, and no one can even tell whether it is an inner robe or an outer robe.

As soon as this person sat there, a sense of depression that was unbearable for ordinary people arose, and this feeling was not quite the same as the domineering spirit released by the previous masters. This is a sense of fear that can be conveyed from the heart, neither a vast soul power nor a terrifying momentum. Indescribable yet real, elusive yet ubiquitous.

It is such a man with a strange temperament from the inside out, but there are very few people who have really seen his true face, and it is unbelievable that so many people in this tent can face him face to face at the same time today.

Beside this person stood a handsome young man about ten years old, this person was dressed in a loose robe and was quite cute, and he would not be unfamiliar with this young man in Xuanzong, because this person was the famous first boy of Xuanzong who was waiting day and night beside the Sect Master of the Holy Domain, Xuanbao. Xuan Bao is a boy who serves the Sect Master of the Holy Realm closely, and he has always been waiting day and night to keep an inch away, so when Xuan Bao appeared in the tent and stood respectfully beside this person, the identity of this strange man was naturally self-evident, he was the Sect Master of the Holy Domain who was called the old man's Sect Master, Dongfang Su

The Sect Master of the Holy Domain, the Sect Master of Xuanzong, the first powerhouse of the Holy Domain, these titles can all be concentrated on one person, and such a character is undoubtedly a legendary existence for all living beings, and today it is such a character who only exists in legends, sitting in the big tent of the Chinese army, sitting in front of them, can talk and laugh and even can hear the sound of breathing clearly, such a feeling is by no means shocked.

If it weren't for seeing it with their own eyes, how many people in the world would have imagined that the legendary Dongfang Su was such a look that was difficult to distinguish between yin and yang, and even Lan Shixun was the first time he had seen Dongfang Su's true face, and his previous contact with Dongfang Su was through letters and messages, so when he first saw Dongfang Su tonight, Lan Shixun was also deeply shocked, in his consciousness, he always thought that Dongfang Su was an old man with white hair and wrinkles, and the Dao Feng Immortal Bone was the temperament that the Sacred Domain Sect Master should have, and it was definitely not a stunning city.

It's just that Lan Shixun is a person who has seen the world after all, although he was quite surprised at first, but he quickly returned to normal, after all, extraordinary people are destined to have extraordinary appearances, how can he judge people by their appearance, especially as an elder of Xuanzong, Hai Lao has personally knelt down and bowed, so Dongfang Su's identity will naturally not be fake. At this moment, Lan Shixun, who had a cold face, was standing aside and didn't know what he was thinking, but compared to the submissiveness and respect of others, Lan Shixun was much calmer and calmer, so he became the only person in the account who dared to point fingers and speak loudly.

Now the account is divided into three distinct forces, the first of which is naturally the Xuanzong faction headed by Dongfang Su, in addition to Xuanbao and Hai Lao, Dongfang Su is also followed by a man and a woman. The man's black face is fierce and vicious, his body is burly and strong, and his momentum is fierce and domineering. The female is soft and enchanting, proud and plump, fat but not greasy may be the best description of such a woman, especially a pair of seductive eyes, all the time revealing a strong sense of temptation, by such a woman to look at the man hated to even the bones are crispy, her charm is far from being comparable to a teenage girl can be compared, the state of charm only a real man will be looked at and deeply in it. The two of them both looked young in their forties, but just now Hai Lao had already introduced them to Lan Shixun and the others, and the two of them were already old people over 100 years old, but they had cultivated a secret method similar to Dongfang Su, so they could rejuvenate and make their faces last forever. And what surprised Lan Shixun the most was the identity of the two of them, these two people were actually among the rumored Five Great Ming Kings of Xuanzong, and the male was the Northern Ming King who was in charge of the major sects in the north of the Holy Domain, the Dragon Marquis. And the female is the King of Zhongtianming, who is in charge of the major sects in the middle of the Holy Domain, Chaoge. In addition to Long Hou and Chao Ge, there were also ten Xuanzong disciples with solemn faces standing on both sides, who were coldly looking at the others in the tent.

And the other two groups are naturally the commanders of the Sacred Domain Army led by Lan Shixun, as well as the major commanders of the Black Armor Army led by Wei Lishou, among which Lan Shixun includes Chu Lingtian, Ma Rufeng, Fan Jiang and more than a dozen army commanders. In comparison, Wei Li's side is much thinner.

Now the atmosphere in the tent is a little weird, Lan Shixun stared at Wei Li with cold eyes and didn't know what he was thinking, while Wei Li stood there with his head slightly hung down and didn't say a word, his fists were sometimes clenched and sometimes released, looking a little nervous. As for Dongfang Su, he sat quietly behind the handsome case and looked at the two of them with no joy or anger, as if he was waiting for them to give him an explanation.

"What happened in the Sanctuary Domain, I have already sent a message back to His Majesty the Emperor of the Beast Clan, and the Black Armor Army has suffered heavy losses, and I am afraid that it will not be able to help you anymore, so I plan to withdraw the army," Wei Li said word by word, holding on to his fear of Dongfang Su.

However, before Wei Li's words fell, Lan Shixun couldn't wait to shout coldly: "I have long advised you not to attack you, but you didn't listen, and now you just suffered a small loss and shouted to withdraw your troops, is this the attitude of your beast clan towards your allies?"

"Xiao Yuan" Wei Li was furious when he heard this, only to see him raise his head suddenly and glared at Lan Shixun angrily and roared, " We entered the Holy Domain for so long to help you live and die, in the end, not only did we not get any benefits, but we also lost tens of thousands of brothers and died, and now I don't know how to explain to His Majesty the Emperor after I go back, but you told me that these are just small losses, is it possible that you have to wait until my Black Armor Army is completely wiped out to be worthy of you as an ally, don't forget that Lu Yifan led people to attack the camp last night through your camp, and your hundreds of thousands of troops can't even hold a few hundred people, is this your attitude towards your allies?"

"I repeat that Lu Yifan and his men are by no means ordinary sergeants, they are highly cultivated and scheming."

"I don't care about this" Wei Li waved his big hand, with a look of indifference on his face, "I only know that you are the commander of the army, but the western camp of my Black Armor Army was burned to a scorched earth, I don't look for you to calculate this account, who should you look for, since you know that Lu Yifan and his group are a big disaster, why don't you prevent it early"

"I" Lan Shixun was choked by Wei Li and trembled with anger, and the explanation he was about to blurt out was swallowed back under Dongfang Su's gaze. In fact, Lan Shixun was not without early warning of Lu Yifan, on the contrary, he was not only wary, but also personally repaired the book to Dongfang Su to ask Xuanzong to destroy Lu Yifan and the Soul Sect, but Dongfang Su finally let Lu Yifan and his horse go, this matter Lan Shixun is still holding back a wave of anger, and now that Wei Li is questioning him with this as an excuse, he naturally feels both wronged and aggrieved, but because of Dongfang Su's identity and status, it is inconvenient for Lan Shixun to say many things too clearly.

"Actually, you're all doing a good job"

Finally, when the tent was about to fall into silence again, Dongfang Su spoke slowly, but his old and hoarse voice was simply incompatible with his appearance, and listening to this old and simple voice, I am afraid that no one would have guessed that its owner would look so young.

Seeing Dongfang Su speak, Lan Shixun and Wei Li hurriedly turned their eyes over, while the others in the tent still hung their heads slightly and didn't dare to look at them. And after Dongfang Su let out a burst of shriveled and piercing laughter, he said slowly: "Kill all the way to Jinling City, and now there is only one last step left before it is completed, very good."

"Han Xiao is not dead, and it is unknown whether he can fight in Jinling City" Wei Li swallowed a mouthful of spit with difficulty, and said cautiously, "With all due respect, Lord Lan is afraid that he will not be able to withstand Han Xiao"

"What kind of are you talking about" Ma Rufeng, who was irritable, was about to subconsciously open his mouth to scold, but as soon as he raised his head, he swept to Dongfang Su, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly choked back his following words.

"Hmph, Lu Yifan burned the hundreds of carts of treasure you robbed, you don't blame him, but blame me" Lan Shixun's face turned pale with anger, "Wei Li, I see you're really dizzy"

"Lu Yifan is not here because you are not prepared enough," Wei Li sneered fiercely, and the mockery in his tone made Lan Shixun very annoyed.

"Fart, I have long intended to kill Lu Yifan to get rid of future troubles, but it is the Dongfang Sect Master who insists on letting him go, otherwise Lu Yifan and his group and even Yan Chong would have already become our prisoners" Lan Shixun, who was furious, couldn't hold back for a while, and blurted out the words that had been held in his heart for a long time without hesitation, and the words pointed directly at Dongfang Su.

And at the moment when Lan Shixun said this, Dongfang Su's originally calm eyes suddenly appeared with a cold light.

"Lord Lan, what you mean by this is to ask the deity Xingshi for sin"

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