"So...... What about my location? Mu Fan asked with a smile.

"It's best to be able to confirm that Ding Song has a remnant soul in his body." Ram Gao said helplessly: "I didn't want to tell you about the decision above. ”

"Then do I still have to fight hard?"

"You don't have to work hard, just do your best."

Mu Fan spread his hands and said, "So my battle with Ding Song has changed." ”

Ram Gao said: "This matter will kill a lot of people, it will not put all its eggs in one basket, you just do your best, no one will blame you." ”

"What about Gong Bai senior? Does he know? ”

"He doesn't know, the high-level of the Sword Sect made a decision, after all, he is from the Dao Sect, and we can't tell outsiders."

Mu Fan sighed lightly: "I understand, Uncle Lin knows." ”

"He knows."

"No wonder he advised me not to try."

Ram Gao said: "I don't know what Uncle Lin thinks, but he is more supportive of killing by mistake rather than letting go." ”

"I already understand, thank you, senior brother."

"Don't thank me, you are a disciple of the Sword Sect, but it doesn't mean that you have to sacrifice everything for the Sword Sect."

Looking at the true temperament of the ram Gao, Mu Fan almost wanted to open his mouth to tell him what happened last night, but finally held back.

He bowed down and said, "Yan Qing will do his best." ”

"Okay, I'll take care of other things."

Mu Fan summoned his flying sword and jumped onto the sword, "Farewell." ”

"Farewell" Ram Taka Edgeworth left and disappeared into the sky.

Back on the ground, Mu Fan suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask something. He walked into the room and saw a pen in his hand.

The little monk may be too bored, and from time to time he will input the true yuan into the brush, and the hair on the brush will be blown apart, and the hair of the brush will become messy again. He held his cheek in one hand and kept repeating.

"I'll ask you a question." Mu Fan sat back on the edge of the bed.

"What's the problem?"

"Am I getting handsome?"

Seeing sex scratching his head, "Have you become handsome?" ”

"Haven't you gotten handsome?"

"A little more handsome? Forehead...... Or not? ”

Mu Fan waved his hand and said, "Yes, you little monk is not honest anymore." ”

"Then should I speak from my heart?"

"Yes"

Seeing sex, he whispered: "Not only has it not become handsome, but it seems to be a little ugly." ”

"Nonsense."

"Didn't you tell me the truth?"

Mu Fan beckoned, and the bronze mirror flew into his hand, and he looked in the mirror, "Why do I think it's better than before?" ”

"Could it be your delusion?" Seeing sex, he looked at Mu Fan a few times, "Did you not sleep well yesterday and your spirit was not very good." ”

Mu Fan touched his face and said in his heart: "Is it only me who can feel it?" Or am I suddenly narcissistic. ”

He is already handsome, although he is not the kind of rare handsome guy, but he can also be called first-class. He has always been not narcissistic, and the feeling of his appearance at this time makes him a little inexplicable.

The two then chatted for a while and then went to breakfast.

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……

The atmosphere in the Genmen headquarters was tense, and the northwest branch was a hell on earth.

The dilapidated gate, with a few wooden planks hanging here and there, the city wall collapsed, and some rocks flew out of the way, and I don't know what kind of attack it encountered. The smell of blood and corpses in the city was emitted, and if it weren't for the low temperature here, the smell of corpses would have drifted for miles.

There were corpses scattered among the various temples and pavilions, and the corpses were piled up in individual open places, and insects and beasts that ate carrion crawled everywhere.

The head of the branch was nailed to the seat of the main hall with a single shot, his eyes widened with fear, and the blood flowed down the seat to the ground and down the steps......

Who can connect this scene with the hustle and bustle of two days ago, none of the more than 6,000 people in the Weizhou branch escaped, and all died here.

When a procession arrived, they dismounted and walked into the city. Even though I have traveled south and north for many years and fought many times on the battlefield, I still can't help but feel sick when I see such a scene.

"It's really ruthless." The head of the general said. He stared at the corpses in the city and swallowed.

"Isn't it?" The voice of the person next to him was a little hoarse.

"Hurry up and complete the tasks assigned above, and quickly clean up the corpses, so as not to give birth to the plague." The general urged.

He turned over and dismounted, looked around, squatted down, and smiled: "Everyone, I don't need to say it." ”

"Understand, you seven, we three." The people around him answered.

The general smiled: "This is a fat difference, my father dragged a lot of relationships to get it done." ”

"That's it! With so many corpses, I don't know how many treasures there are. A lean man laughed.

The general took the lead in touching it, and said while touching: "Hurry up and search, find the treasures you don't understand, and turn them in honestly, we can't touch them, if you touch them, you will die." ”

"Knowing the boss, you have to repeat it every time."

"I'm afraid you don't have a long memory." The general's hand was stained with blood on the corpse, and he searched for a long time, with a gloomy face, "Damn, there's nothing." ”

The soldier next to him said: "I'm afraid the search of the people who did it this time is relatively clean, let's look carefully, anyway, such a large Xuanmen branch, thousands of people, can always make us make a windfall." ”

"Let's search separately, and I'll take care of the area near the main hall." The general commanded.

A team of men and horses quickly separated, and it was clear that this kind of thing was not less.

This scene was staged in the three northwestern states, and none of the five Xuanmen branches in the three states escaped this catastrophe.

What happened in the northwest was too serious, and all kinds of rumors were flying in the sky, and the news was quickly presented to the hands of the managers of the major forces. For a time, the eyes of the world converged to the northwest.

They could tell that it was the hand of the night, but they could not find out what the purpose of the night hand was. Just as they were racking their brains about it, something else happened, and it was even more impactful and widespread.

Zhao Xuan ordered a sneak attack on the imperial army's troops stationed in the eastern part of Weizhou, but the imperial court was ill-prepared, with more than 200,000 dead and wounded, and ended in a rout.

The Qinwang army in the northwest pursued the victory, and even Zhao Xuan did not expect a big victory, and he ordered his subordinates to pursue and kill the routed army today. The one-sided slaughter lasted for nearly a whole day, and King Qin's army successfully expanded its results, with nearly 800,000 casualties on the imperial court's side.

The imperial court stationed a total of 2 million troops in the northwest, but it was not completely concentrated in one place, some of which were stationed in the south of Weizhou and the other in the east of Weizhou.

The two armies were divided into two places, and there were many considerations. During the years of turmoil, the people had almost no food to levy, and more than 5 million people starved to death during this time.

For the sake of convenience, troops were stationed in the area to collect food, and there was not much surplus food elsewhere. So where the army is stationed, it means that the nearby city will starve to death.

If an army of two million in wartime is stationed in one place, I am afraid that two or three nearby states will not be able to support it. When the time comes, tens of millions of people will starve to death.

It was not easy for King Fengyang to maintain the army, and without the support of the Ye Du, the Mu family, the Li family, and the Shura Hall in Western Xinjiang, he would last for a year and a half at most. If you go further, you will have to sell Dongze and fight with the help of the power of Western Xinjiang and Beihua.

After this battle, the imperial army's army in the northwest was greatly damaged and its morale was low.

If it weren't for the army in the south of Weizhou taking the opportunity to attack Weizhou, I was afraid that the troops stationed in the east would be completely annihilated.

The marshal of the garrison stationed in the east committed suicide in fear of crime, and the local people were not sad or happy when they heard the news, for them, whoever is the master in the world is the same, as long as there is a war, they will have no food.