"Rong Qingbai, you get out of Lao Tzu!" The angry voice swept through the entire eastern battlefield, and behind the demon beast, a demon beast hurriedly took off into the air, looking at the human camp from afar with a nervous face.

At this time, the young man rushed out of the camp with Wan Youlan in disgrace.

Seeing that no one was catching up behind him, Rong Qingbai exhaled and laughed.

"Isn't it good for us to do this? Make a small report in front of the other party and say bad things about his subordinates. Wan Youlan on the side said with a smile in her eyes.

"It's okay, Sister Lan, although Zai Zichen is very angry, he is not a brainless person. See how he does it. Let's go back. Rong Qingbai had no idea of repentance at all, after all, it was still very cool to look at the people who had spoken badly before, and they dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak.

He had already felt it in the camp to the east just now, and the atmosphere in the whole camp was like a giant beast opening its huge mouth the moment they stepped in, rejecting their arrival, the malicious gaze that was felt everywhere, the indifferent hospitality, and the alienation between the soldiers, made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Although those soldiers may have hated them even more now, what made him find interesting was the attitude of Zai Zichen and Dong Zhenhai, and that kind of surprise and anger was definitely not faked.

Cleaning up their mood, the relaxed and happy two quickly disappeared in the majestic rain, ah~ The feeling of this rain is still very good.

In the eastern camp, in the main tent, Dong Zhenhai and Zai Zichen gathered all the deputy team members above the deputy level, except for those who commanded on the front line, which made the main tent, which was originally quite spacious, a little crowded.

Zai Zichen looked at the group of whispering people below, slapped the table hard, he stood up, pointed his right hand around, and his face was full of anger.

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?Ahhhh

"Captain..."

"Shut up for me!" Zai Zichen's cheeks were flushed, and he gritted his teeth and looked at the familiar face who was ready to laugh and said: "You can check this matter for me, if you can't find out, everyone's merits will be demoted to me!

After scolding everyone, Zai Zichen sat in his position dejectedly, with residual anger but nowhere to vent, the front line was more and more fierce because of the appearance of general-level demon beasts, and he was also stared at by the king-level demon beasts of the other party's camp, which was really aggrieved.

"Brother Zai doesn't have to be like this, dissipate his anger more. Dong Zhenhai, who was silent on the side, stepped forward and patted the other party's shoulder, and his words pretended to be relaxed.

But Zai Zichen shook his head when he heard this, he looked directly at his friend, and his eyes were clear.

"Brother Dong, now that this kind of thing is happening, you also know that someone did it deliberately, you are for my good, but that person completely wants to harm me and others! I must investigate this matter to the end! I hope Brother Dong will support me. ”

Seeing Zai Zichen's state, Dong Zhenhai nodded with a smile and agreed, and the next step was a comprehensive investigation of the personnel of the two parties.

"Report!"

"Come in~" At this time, the mighty man who had just left turned back again and walked into the tent.

"Huang Long, what's the matter?" Zai Zichen looked at the other party with some curiosity, although his mind had drifted away, he still asked, Dong Zhenhai seemed to see something, found a place to sit down, and cast his eyes on the soldier who was kneeling on one knee.

"Commander, my subordinates met Captain Rong before, and Captain Rong asked his subordinates to help him check the situation of a chamber of commerce entering the city in recent days. ”

As if a conditioned reflex, when information about Rong Qingbai appeared, Zai Zichen's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Which chamber of commerce?"

Huang Long hurriedly took out the wooden block from his arms, stepped forward and handed it to Zai Zichen's hand.

Zai Zichen looked at it, looking at the crescent-shaped leaf pattern, he always felt a little familiar, and he really couldn't remember which chamber of commerce it was.

"This is the logo of the Moon Swallowing Chamber of Commerce under the owner. Huang Long frowned when he saw the head of the regiment and said in a low voice.

"The owner of Beimo City?" Zai Zichen asked in a low voice, "Then have you found anything?"

Huang Long shook his head: "The time is too urgent and I haven't inquired about anything, I have already ordered my subordinates to register a trip, but there is a lack of a general document from the head of the regiment, and the registration is not to be rubbed." ”

"Why didn't you report this in advance?"

"Subordinate......" Huang Long knelt on the ground, but he didn't say anything.

Staring at Huang Long for a long time, Zai Zichen's expression stretched, and he sent the wooden block back, and a scroll appeared on the table out of thin air. On the other hand, Dong Zhenhai was also sighed when he saw his friend's handwriting, and so far, he couldn't believe that this person could write such a good hand.

Stamped with the military seal, Zai Zichen got up with his sleeves, stepped out of the main tent with a pen, and he said to Huang Long in the tent: "Take it." And he flew into the air.

At the same time, in the demon beast tent, a cold snort came, and a tiger demon soared into the air, following Zai Zichen, who was holding the pen, and disappeared into the air.

After a while, a huge light poured through the dark clouds on the earth, and Dong Zhenhai and the leaders of the battle regiments below walked out of the camp tent one after another, looking at the rolling dark clouds, they were all a little eager to try.

Xuan Soul Battle Group, Quan Li's hands clenched into fists and then released, and then clenched into fists and released again. After many times, he suppressed the desire in his heart and turned back to the camp. A complicated sigh was heard, which quickly disappeared into the sound of the rain.

Under the huge battle, in the Eastern Emperor's Mansion, a scroll emitting golden light appeared out of thin air, smashed on the head of Ping Zhenhai, who was sleeping, and rolled into his hand, but it did not wake the other party up.

The word "saint" on the golden scroll turned into eyes, glanced around, and then became the word "saint" again, the golden light converged, and the rhyme was long. Under the touch of Daoyun, Ping Zhenhai slept more and more sweetly.

The canopy, when darkness replaced gray, whether it was a human wargroup or a demon beast, they collected their troops one after another, and after fighting in the torrential rain for many days, the demon beast also had to retreat temporarily.

Above the dark clouds, Zai Zichen and the tiger demon also fell from above, and each returned to his own home. Zai Zichen, who returned to the camp, was a little depressed, the corners of his mouth were bloody, his clothes were broken, the pen in his hand was blown up, and the pen shaft was broken, only half of it. However, his mental state is good, and his face is much more ruddy.

"Ah~" The screams echoed in the rainy night, and it was extremely miserable.

Quan Li raised his head and looked at the Litian Fortress, his face was suspicious, he put down the porridge water in his hand, and flew out of the camp tent towards the East Imperial Mansion.

By the time he arrived, the other war group leaders had already gathered, and Quan Li had fallen and entered with them.

At this time, in the side hall, Ping Zhenhai looked annoyed, and his hand holding the golden scroll trembled. When everyone saw the holy word, they bowed one after another, and the military seal on their bodies flew out and floated around the scroll.

The word "sage" seems to be awakened by these military seals, and actively strokes each military seal, when the last military seal is touched, it is golden and prosperous, and gradually disintegrates, and the scroll in Ping Zhenhai's hand slowly spreads out.

Lines of handwriting are presented in front of everyone.

"Eastern Emperor's Decree ......"