Wenren Cangyue didn't have a deep understanding of Lin Xi. ◎ Smart kids remember the pie super fast hand hit the update faction ◎

Before Bi Luoling, he didn't even regard Lin Xi as an opponent at all.

But after Lin Xi arrived in Nanling Province, defeated the defenders who attacked the Falling Star Tomb, and killed Xu Qiubai in a duel, he no longer just regarded Lin Xi as an opponent, but felt the most direct threat... A fatalistic threat.

In the first ten years of the founding of the Yunqin Dynasty, the reason why it was the best era for cultivators and the most wonderful era was because there was no figure like Dean Zhang... Many cultivators are extremely powerful, but no one can subdue the rest of them, they are all dazzling stars, but no one can completely cover the light of others.

After a figure like Dean Zhang appeared in Zhongzhou City, such an era began to end.

And after Dean Zhang disappeared into the world again, he heard that the moon was already faintly above all the cultivators of the same era, and he was about to become the most dazzling star.

However, Lin Xi appeared in Qingluan Academy again.

There can be many stars in the sky, but there will never be two of the brightest stars standing side by side at the same time.

This young man named Lin Xi, and the performance of these young people around him, had already made him feel more and more threatened, and this fatalistic sense of threat in his heart even surpassed the threat of the Purgatory Mountain Sect behind him.

Therefore, he will use all the means at his disposal to try to kill Lin Xi.

As long as there is the slightest chance of hitting or killing Lin Xi, he will do it.

He glanced at the Qingluan female student who was restrained, and thought that Yun Qin Qianyin, who had almost lost everything, was also a student of Qingluan's current class who surrounded Lin Xi, and he felt a little more fatalistic.

As a generalissimo who has killed countless people and stepped on countless white bones to get to his current position, he naturally does not believe in the ghosts and gods of the world, but he knows that there is such a thing as luck in the world.

He didn't lose in Moon Capture City because of luck.

Now, it's time for him to see his luck again.

As his eyes took off the body of the Qingluan schoolgirl, he crushed the crockpot beside him, took out three broken tiles from it, and put them into his helmet, shook it like a dice, and then reached in and pinched out a piece.

During this whole process, with his perception, even if he didn't look at it, he could clearly perceive every beating of the three broken tiles in the helmet, and judge where the three broken tiles ended up.

But he didn't perceive it, just like an ordinary person, purely looking at luck, he touched a piece casually.

The best way to make it completely impossible for the opponent to know his intentions is to go like this, even by luck, to find a place to go.

The rest of the people don't know the meaning of these three tiles of different sizes in the minds of Wenren Cangyue at this time, but Wenren Cangyue is very clear that the largest tile represents the Falling Star Mausoleum, the smallest one represents the Shaohua Mausoleum, and the middle size represents the Dongjing Mausoleum.

Therefore, for the entire battle between Yun Qin and Da Mang, the most critical thing is which mausoleum he will appear in in the end, only God knows at this moment, only he knows.

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At a time when many Yun Qin people in Nanling Province shed blood and sacrificed their country, they stood up.

In many places in Yunqin's country, there are also many people who are busy fighting for this battle.

"Let's go. ”

An Keyi, who looked extremely tired, walked into the woodland behind an uninhabited temple, nodded to a black-robed academy lecturer waiting next to the Shenmu Flying Crane, and then the Shenmu Flying Crane picked her up and flew towards the next city.

Stop the mutiny in the provinces of Tianluo and Bishui...... Because the whereabouts of Nangong Weiyang and Zhantai Qiantang didn't even know Lin Xi at all, if she wanted to deliver the news to them as quickly as possible, the only way to do it was through Da Dexiang's soap cream, so she had to rely on the Academy's Shenmu Feihe to travel through many towns in Yunqin at the fastest speed, and pass the unique words that needed to be printed on the soap paste to one by one Da Dexiang workshops... At the same time, she also had to assassinate some of the enemies on the list given to her by the academy, including some officials of Yun Qin, some reckless lathers, and of course, powerful cultivators.

So although she is not in Nanling Province, in fact, like many people in Qingluan Academy, she is doing a lot of things these days and only has very little rest time.

......

Inside a carriage, Nangong Weiyang flipped through a booklet, and read the contents of a piece of soap paste with some difficulty.

In this world, there is only Chen Feirong who knows the words of Lin Xi's previous world.

Although Nangong Weiyang has more memory than most people, she feels that it is very boring to spend her energy on memorizing such words, and she thinks that no one can snatch such a booklet from her hands, so she just took the booklet that Lin Xi left for her.

"In fact, it's very troublesome to turn it like this every time, so it's really better to memorize it directly. Zhantai Qiantang looked at her flipping through the pamphlet and couldn't help but whisper.

"It's a bit of a problem. Nangong Weiyang frowned slightly, "But this is essentially a very boring and meaningless thing, the key is why I should make the effort to memorize this set of words that only Lin Xi knows, why didn't I get some ghost drawing talismans and let him memorize them... So I still don't want to remember. ”

Zhantai Qiantang couldn't help but smile.

Nangong Weiyang's spiritual world is really not something that ordinary people in this world can understand.

But after smiling, his expression immediately became solemn again, "How?"

"The decisive battle between Yun Qin and Da Mang has already begun on this day. Lin Xi gave us the news that if Yunqin is defeated, the three provinces behind Nanling will have no resistance at all, and the grain has been requisitioned in large quantities, and the autumn harvest time is far away, if the people are forced to flee and be displaced, they will all be hungry people, and many people will die. Nangong Weiyang lowered his head and thought seriously, and said: "We have to go separately, you go back to Chejiao Mountain, settle the people we brought back, and if you can, try to bring some people to Nanling Province." I'll go to Nanling Province first... Lin Xi got some ordnance that smelled the moon and the moon, and it shouldn't be too late to transport it to Nanling Province, but it should be able to be transported to those three provinces. Our people and these ordnance don't have time to participate in this big battle, but if Yun Qin is defeated, we will at least have some role in these three provinces. ”

Zhantai Qiantang is already very accustomed to Nangong Weiyang's way of talking, and he has already understood the current situation from Nangong Weiyang's few words... Before that, he had never objected to Nangong Weiyang, but this time, he shook his head, "No, if you go back to Chejiao Mountain, I will go to Nanling Province." ”

Nangong Weiyang was not annoyed, just looked at him as if he was exploring, and said simply: "Why?"

"Although you are not as good as me in the matter of marching and fighting, you are better at this kind of thing than me, and you are more calm. Zhantai Qiantang looked at her and said, "And the most critical point is that you are a native of Yunqin, a holy master of Yunqin, and I am a Damang person... If you want to take people to the back of Nanling Province as soon as possible, you can only walk along the Dragon Snake Border Pass, and there is a high possibility of encountering the Dragon Snake Border Army. The Dragon Snake Border Army may not be able to fight with a Yunqin Holy Master who went to Nanling Province with a private army, and the fact that you saved Nanshan Twilight is well documented... But the Yunqin border army will definitely not let a reckless felony go to the rear of the Yunqin army with a private army. This is a matter of trust and principle at the most basic level. ”

Nangong Weiyang nodded, "That makes sense." ”

Zhantai Qiantang looked at her and said, "I'll be faster if I'm traveling alone, and maybe I can use the power of Qingluan Academy... You're probably ignoring one of my identities. I am the Emperor of Damang designated by my ancestors. ”

"I don't know if Wenren Cangyue will take my factors into account, but whether he thinks about it or not, I will be a variable. A wry smile appeared on Zhantai Qiantang's face: "Because even I don't know that if I can appear on the battlefield and face the reckless army... Will it have some effect on shaking the reckless military spirit? ”

Nangong Weiyang's brows furrowed deeply, and he nodded again in agreement: "You will indeed be a variable that is difficult for him to control... The impact on this battle, only God knows. ”

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Dongjingling.

The armaments of the Yunqin ordnance and the Damang army were nearing the end of the bombardment.

In the mausoleum city, almost all the giant catapults of Yunqin that stood like giants were still intact, and the small catapults of the Da Mang army had been completely destroyed.

Underneath the remains of the catapult and the boulder thrown by the Yunqin catapult, the red blood could still be seen flowing out like an earthworm.

At the cost of hundreds of catapults and the lives of thousands of Damang soldiers, the Damang army has knocked out more than ten gaps in the city wall of the East King Tomb, so that from a high altitude, the city wall of the East King Tomb is as if someone has bitten it here and there.

A light drizzle began to drift in the sky, and there was still more than an hour before it got dark, but the reckless army still did not have the posture of attacking the city on a large scale, and was still just waiting for the formation.

In the mausoleum city, all the giant catapults of Yunqin stopped, but there were no large number of Yunqin soldiers who appeared behind those broken city walls to block them... As time passed, the entire interior and exterior of the Tomb began to be terrifyingly silent.

Suddenly, on the highest corner tower on the city wall, a lookout guard raised his head violently, and he saw that between the dark clouds and the fine rain above his head, there was a yellow streamer through, like a meteor.

With the help of a large brass eagle's eye, he quickly saw that it was a wooden crane flying in the air.

He was the first to feel the shock.

Then, when he saw the black robe on the cultivator near the crane head, he was immediately excited... And then, when he saw the three people behind Shenmu Feihe, saw the wooden boxes on the backs of two of them, and saw the red high priest's robe on one of them, he suddenly realized something, his mouth opened, "Lin..." He couldn't help but want to let out a shout, but immediately held back.

Under the banner sound of him desperately waving several small flags, a Yunqin general in the city looked up at the sky in the rain, respectfully and excitedly waiting for the arrival of the god.

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