Chapter 444: Picking Up People

The army stayed for three days in front of burying Haisen and the soldiers who died under the sharp claws of Meixiu, and during this time, a large number of surrounding people also came.

Originally, only a few people knew about this tomb,

But after Yan Yin and their army pushed sideways to station here, the things about Hai Sen and them gradually spread, after learning that Hai Sen is the brother of the famous new Yan family army general One Piece in northern Xinjiang, and is a friend of their major general Yan Yin, I can't help but feel a kind of admiration and solemnity in my heart.

Three days later, Yan Yin ordered Xueli to lead the army to set off, and the goal was directly aimed at Qingyue Mountain.

The place where Qingyue Mountain is located, a little south to the west of Wangbei City,

It is more biased from the road that Yan Yin originally went north, and he wanted to bypass the trail and continue to go west and then south, judging from the route of Yan Yin's march, he did not plan to pass through Wangbei City.

Qingyue Mountain is not very far from Wangbei City, but it is not very close.

The distance between the two is more than 100,000 miles away, even if the master of Qingyue Mountain arrives at Wangbei City, it will take more than half a month.

And Yan Yin's army, if you want to go to Qingyue Mountain, it will take at least half a year's effort.

However, under his order, the army still headed towards Qingyue Mountain in an orderly manner.

Although, many people don't know why they want to go to Qingyue Mountain,

When Xueli asked Yan Yin, Yan Yin finally said his answer,

"Take the road to the south and cross to the southern Xinjiang. Looking at Xue Li, Yan Yin said in a deep voice, "This news, I hope Uncle Xue Li can help me keep it secret, if there are soldiers in the army who ask, you can say that we go to Qingyue Mountain to ask for some help." ”

"Go to southern Xinjiang. Xueli exclaimed in a low voice, "Rao is so far away, just to go to southern Xinjiang, and besides, there are not many of us, why are 10,000 people going to southern Xinjiang." ”

Smiling, Yan Yin said, "Uncle Xueli, I believe Yin'er, I have my plan to do this." ”

Because, he has already learned some information about southern Xinjiang from the news he has collected from Shifang.

Originally, he didn't have this plan, he just wanted to go to Qingyue Mountain to have a look, and go to the western frontier to go around and deter them.

But when he knew that the Nangong Sword had been suppressed by the masters of some sects in the Western Xinjiang in the 100,000 mountains, Yan Yin's heart moved,

After Xueli left, Su Yanying's eyes were filled with deep doubts and puzzlement,

Seeing Su Yanying's appearance, Yan Yin smiled and said, "Yanying, you have been in Northern Xinjiang with me for a year or two." ”

Nodding, Su Yanying said, "It's not very long." ”

One sentence, five words, but it reveals a kind of mind,

As long as there are people who love each other around, the length of time is just a picture of falling and rising.

Looking at Su Yanying's beautiful jade face, the same as when I first met, even though many years have passed, Su Yanying is still the suffocatingly beautiful Teacher Su, and the years seem to have stopped in her body,

"I've asked Fengshen to find you two companions" Looking at Su Yanying, Yan Yin smiled "Along the way, with more of them, it can also be lively, after all, although I don't have anything, but you are a woman, facing a sweaty and rough man all the time, I'm afraid you are also a little visually tired." ”

"Yan Yin, you ......" Looking at Yan Yin with some surprise, Su Yanying was slightly surprised, "You asked Fengshen to pick them up." ”

Nodding and looking at the rapidly rushing army in front of her, Yan Yin said in a deep voice, "It's been some years, and I've been in Northern Xinjiang for so many years, I really miss them, and I don't know how Xin'er's little girl is doing now." ”

In his always firm and resolute gaze, Su Yanying saw a little nostalgia and sighs for the past,

Perhaps, because of Haysen, he remembered some old ones,

Su Yanying secretly thought in her heart that this seemingly tall and sturdy man, in his heart, also had a weakness that many people didn't know.

Southern Academy, when Su Xin was looking at Yang Qiushi with a smile on Wanghai Peak, he was practicing sword by sword,

Ye Qingchen, who was dressed in a long black dress, quietly appeared behind Su Xin, her graceful body was seductive and mysterious, with a bright jade face, a little more pale,

"Aunt Qingchen, you are injured. Yang Qiushi was the first to notice Ye Qingchen behind Su Xin, and when he saw her look, he couldn't help but stop his cultivation and asked with concern,

Su Xin also looked back at Ye Qingchen, and saw that her pretty face was a little pale, and she couldn't help but say nervously, "Auntie, what's wrong with you, is there anyone looking for trouble in the academy again." ”

Reaching out to touch Su Xin, who had gradually become beautiful and charming, Ye Qingchen shook his head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that something went wrong when I was practicing, and it's not a big deal." ”

"Ah......" Yang Qiushi exclaimed, "I heard Master say that if a cultivator goes wrong in his practice, it is very serious, it will be seriously injured, or he will go mad and fall into the devil, and his true qi will be poured into the whole body, and his strength will be greatly damaged, or he will be ......."

"Phew. Su Xinxing looked back at Yang Qiushi with wide eyes, and said angrily, "Little stone, hurry up and close your stone mouth for me, Auntie is so good, she will definitely be fine." ”

Seeing that Su Xin seemed to be really angry, Yang Qiushi bowed his head and said, "I, too, listen to Master's ......"

At the end, seeing Su Xin's little hand twisted lightly, a purple electric light appeared in his hand, looking at him angrily, Yang Qiushi hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand and stopped talking,

Looking at the two of them like this, Ye Qingchen's face couldn't help but show a smile,

"Auntie, since your cultivation has gone wrong, why don't you rest in the house and come here for a good time. Su Xin stepped forward to help Ye Qingchen and said, "Auntie, Xin'er helped you go back to rest." ”

Looking at Su Xin, who had reached such a height on her shoulders, Ye Qingchen gently hugged her and said, "Xin'er has this heart, Auntie is very happy, I'm fine, but I suddenly felt that the house was too stuffy, and I thought of walking around this mountain." ”

"Oh......" Su Xin said, "Then let Xin'er and Xiaoshi accompany Auntie around, I know that there are many powerful seniors on Wanghai Peak, and they have said that they want to accept Xin'er as an apprentice, but Xin'er doesn't want to face those old and old grandmothers, so ...... Hee-hee"

At the end, Su Xin smiled mischievously,

"Hehe" smiled lightly, Ye Qingchen knew that this was Su Xin deliberately making her happy,

Just as he was about to speak, his heart suddenly moved, and he turned around and looked into the distance.

I saw a purple streamer piercing the sky, running straight to Wanghai Peak,

And on Wanghai Peak, four or five very strong breaths suddenly gushed out, and several figures quietly appeared everywhere on the mountain, staring closely at the purple light that rushed to Wanghai Peak.

These people are the grandfathers and grandmothers in Su Xin's mouth,

They are indeed very old, and all of them have gray hair, but at a glance, they all have a restrained atmosphere and elegant posture.

"It is. That purple light quickly appeared in front of Ye Qingchen and Su Xin, looking at the old man, Ye Qingchen was surprised and said, "Fengshen, is it you." ”

It's no wonder that Ye Qingchen can't recognize the god of wind, it's really that the god of wind has changed from the previous snow-white god horse to now purple and with some majesty,

"Moo" familiar soft call, quickly proved the identity of the comer,

"Ah, Anemo, how did you turn purple. Su Xin saw that it was the god of wind, and said in surprise, "How did you come here, aren't you looking at Beicheng, my mother." ”

A lot of questions were thrown at the wind god one after another, but the wind god looked at Ye Qingchen calmly and nodded,

Looking at Fengshen, Ye Qingchen showed a smile on his face, "He asked you to pick us up." ”

"Moo" screamed softly, the wind god turned around, fixed in the air, its gaze, looking at the far northwest,

There, is the place where the northern frontier is located,

Looking at Su Xin, Ye Qingchen said, "Xin'er, your Uncle Fang asked Fengshen to pick us up." ”

Nodding again and again, Su Xin said with a smile, "Auntie, then what are we waiting for, hurry up and see Uncle Fang, I haven't seen Uncle Fang for many years, and my mother." ”

Gently bowing his head, Ye Qingchen glanced at the figures that appeared on the mountain, nodded to them, and then looked at Yang Qiushi, who was looking at them blankly, "Qiushi, we are leaving, we will not go to say goodbye to your master, and they will have to say goodbye to Teacher Qiu Yi." ”

After a pause, Ye Qingchen said again, "If you leave the Southern Academy in the future, you can go to Northern Xinjiang to find us." ”

Yang Qiushi looked at Su Xin, his mouth squirmed twice, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak.

Looking at this scene, Ye Qingchen didn't make a sound, but looked at Su Xin, who was smiling and stroking the wind god everywhere,

Seeing Ye Qingchen's look, Su Xin also looked at Yang Qiushi's gaze,

Looking at Yang Qiushi, Su Xin's face showed some gloom, but he soon smiled happily again, "Little stone, when you grow up, you must go to Northern Xinjiang to play with me, and at that time, you can't be worse than Uncle Fang, otherwise I won't play with you." ”

Hearing Su Xin's words, Yang Qiushi's eyes showed some excitement and joy, and he nodded again and again, "Well, I will definitely go, and I must be better than Uncle Fang." ”

"Hmph. Su Xin snorted lightly, "You can talk big, Uncle Fang is amazing, you can only be about the same as Uncle Fang at most, where can you be stronger than him, Xiaoshi, you are not allowed to brag in the future, otherwise, when I see you again, I will definitely teach you a good lesson." ”

Yang Qiushi smiled and didn't make a sound,

He knew that although Su Xin said that he wanted to teach him a lesson, many times, he actually cared about him very much.

"Alright, let's go. Waving his hand to bring Su Xin to the body of the wind god, Ye Qingchen glanced around at the Southern Academy below, which was lined with figures and figures, and said in a low voice, "Southern Academy, goodbye." ”

With a soft scream, purple flame-like light poured out from the wind god's body, enveloping Ye Qingchen and Su Xin, and as when he came, he turned into a purple light and shot into the distance.

Seeing Su Xin and their departure, Yang Qiushi muttered to himself, "Xin'er, I will definitely go to you, at that time, I will be stronger than now." ”

Ye Qingchen is gone, Su Xin is also gone,

The news of the departure of the two caused some waves in Southern College.

When he learned how they left, the wind god, this magical existence, also quickly learned his identity under the inquiry of some well-intentioned people.

It was also at this time that a name was mentioned again in the mouths of many students of Southern College,

Fang Yin, this person who is not one of the top ten masters of Southern Academy, this person who was expelled for killing Zhuang Shu and Zhuang Gu among the top ten masters of Southern Academy, once again, was talked about by many people,

And things about him have gradually been dug up by some people.

When they learned that he was now the actual controller of the northern frontier, and was even named the Marquis of Dingbei by the empire, many people couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in their hearts.

In Southern College, there is no shortage of students who are in the same class as Yanyin.

But after so many years, Fang Yin has become Yan Yin, a major general in Northern Xinjiang with a large army in his hands.

And they're still trying to get stronger.

This, perhaps, is life,

Many people's paths may have intersected at a certain point, but they will soon disperse.

One is a passerby, and some are not even passers-by.