Chapter 444: Picking Up People

The army stayed for three days in front of the burial of Haysen and the soldiers who had died under the sharp claws of Meixiu, during which time a large number of surrounding people also arrived.

Originally, only a few people knew about this tomb.

But after Yan Yin's army came and stationed here, the news about Haisen and them gradually spread. After learning that Hai Sen was the brother of the famous New Yan Family Army General One Piece in Northern Xinjiang, and was a friend of their major general Yan Yin, he couldn't help but feel a kind of admiration and solemnity in his heart.

Three days later, Yan Yin ordered Xue Li to lead the army to set off, and the goal was to Qingyue Mountain!

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

It is more remote from the road that Yan Yin originally went north, so he had to bypass that path and continue to the west and then go south. Judging from the route of Yan Yin's march, he did not intend 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 can go to Qingyue Mountain to ask for some help. ”

"Go to southern Xinjiang!" Xue Li exclaimed in a low voice, "Rao such a long way, just to go to southern Xinjiang? Moreover, 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 had already learned some of the situation in southern Xinjiang from the information he had 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 Nangong Jian was 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 clear eyes were filled with deep doubts and puzzlement.

Seeing Su Yanying like this, 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." ”

In one sentence, five words, it reveals a kind of heart.

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

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

"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, a woman, are a little visually tired in the face of sweaty and rough men all day long. ”

"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 him, Yan Yin said in a deep voice, "It's been some years, and I've been in the north for so many years, I really miss them." I don't know, how is Xin'er's little girl now?"

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

Perhaps, it was because of Haysom that he remembered some of the old ones.

Su Yanying secretly thought in her heart that this seemingly tall and sturdy man also had a weakness in his heart 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, with a graceful body that was seductive and mysterious. A bright jade face, a little more pale.

"Aunt Qingchen, are you 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?

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've heard Master say that if a cultivator goes wrong in his practice, it will be very serious. The light is serious injury, and the worst is that the true qi of the whole body is reversed, and the strength is greatly damaged, or it is ......"

"Phew!" Su Xinxing looked back at Yang Qiushi with wide eyes, and snorted angrily, "Little stone, hurry up and shut 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, and he looked 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 hint of a smile.

"Auntie, since your cultivation has gone wrong, why don't you rest in the house, what are you doing here?" 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 suddenly I feel too stuffy in the house, and I want to walk 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 also said that they want to accept Xin'er as an apprentice." It's just that Xin'er doesn't want to face those old and old grandmothers, so she ...... Hee-hee"

At the end, Su Xin laughed 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, rushing straight to Wanghai Peak.

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

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

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

"This is?" The purple light quickly appeared in front of Ye Qingchen and Su Xin, looking at the old man, Ye Qingchen was surprised, "Fengshen, is that you?"

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

"Moo" is a familiar whisper, which quickly proves the identity of the comer.

"Ah, Fengshen, why did you turn purple?" Su Xin was surprised when she saw that it was Fengshen, "How did you come here? Aren't you looking at Beicheng?

A lot of questions, one after another were thrown at the god of wind. It's just that the wind god looked at Ye Qingchen calmly and nodded at him.

Looking at the wind god, Ye Qingchen showed a smile on his face, "Did he ask you to pick us up?"

"Moo" screamed softly, and the wind god turned around and stood in the air. Its gaze looked to the far northwest.

That's where the northern part of Xinjiang 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 won't go to say goodbye to your master and them, so we will ask you to go and talk 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 he didn't open his mouth in the end.

Looking at this scene, Ye Qingchen did not make a sound, but looked at Su Xin, who was smiling and stroking the wind god everywhere.

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

Looking at Yang Qiushi, Su Xin's face showed some gloom, but she soon laughed happily again, "Xiaoshi, when you grow up, you must go to Northern Xinjiang to play with me." Also, 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, "Mmmm, I will definitely go!

"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 better than him." Small stones, 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 did not make a sound.

He knew that Su Xin said that he was going to teach him a lesson. But many times, I actually care about him very much.

"Okay, let's go!" Waving his hand to bring Su Xin to the wind god's body, Ye Qingchen glanced around at the Southern Academy below, which was lined with people 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 find you." At that time, I will be stronger than I am now!"

Ye Qingchen left, and Su Xin also left.

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

When he learned how they left, the wind god, this magical being, 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 Northern Xinjiang, 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 and a major general of Northern Xinjiang with a large army.

And they are still trying to become stronger.

This may be 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.