Chapter Eighty-Eight: Topographic Map of the Wasteland

In the early morning, the sky just lit up with the white belly of the fish.

Next to the gate of a deep house compound in the east city of Zhao'an City,

A frog horse, which was nearly a foot tall and covered with scales, was comforted by the groom's efforts, but it kept raising its head and tail, and four bowls of iron hooves kicked the ground very impatiently.

Later, with a creak, the door of the mansion was slowly opened, and then a tall middle-aged man with broad ears walked out surrounded by a large group of people.

"Madame, go back!" Zhao Shuo grabbed the reins of the horse, turned to his wife and said.

"Master, can you not go! Otherwise, let Ang'er beg the master. He's an immortal cultivator, so he'll definitely be able to save you from this trip. ”

Seeing his wife's crying appearance, Zhao Shuo straightened his face and said solemnly: "Madame's opinion! It is precisely because Ang'er is an immortal cultivator that I, as a father, have to go even more. And for the sake of the thousand-year-old foundation of the Zhao family, I, Zhao Shuo, as a congenital of the Zhao family, have an unshirkable responsibility! ”

"But... In case"

Zhao Shuo waved his hand, interrupted his wife's words, and said categorically: "No case, even if I die in the southern Xinjiang wasteland this time, I will die for the great cause of the family, and it can be counted... Where to die! ”

After finishing speaking, Zhao Shuo suddenly turned over and got on the horse, pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, looked back at his wife, and finally said, "Madam, take care!"

After speaking, Zhao Shuo clamped the horse's belly, and under the pain of the frog horse, the front hooves suddenly rose high, and then rushed out.

"Sir... Whining! ”

Looking at her husband's distant back, the hostess of the Zhao family, who had always been pampered, suddenly burst into tears.

A moment later, Zhao Sheng harnessed the Jiaoma and quickly approached the east gate of Zhao Ancheng.

At this time, he saw from afar that there were already twelve figures on horses waiting silently by the city gate.

Most of these people were gray-haired old men, and only one of them was in the prime of life like him.

and arrived at the gates of the city. Zhao Shuo grabbed the horse's head, drove the frog horse, and silently joined in.

After a while, from all over Zhao Ancheng, seven more Zhao clan innate martial artists came one after another.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Zhao Wenxi, the eldest among the people, suddenly said in a deep voice: "Everyone, this time my Zhao clan can be said to be out of the nest, so this trip to southern Xinjiang, we can only succeed and not fail."

In addition, the old man would like to remind him again. Even if we want to die, our old bones will die in front of the family immortal cultivators. Do you understand? ”

"Third master, don't worry!"

"It's nature!"

"Haha, third brother, which is more important, we still have a clear division."

The innate demeanor of the Zhao family was either dignified or free and easy.

Zhao Wenxi nodded with a smile on his face, then tightened the reins of the horse, and raised his voice: "Go!"

As soon as the words fell, the frog horse under him rushed out first.

Seeing this, the other Zhao clans raised their whips one after another, and twenty-one horses galloped up one after another, galloping towards Taiwu Mountain.

……

Three days later, next to the secluded pond on the mountainside, Zhao Sheng looked at the two horse teams that were gradually moving away at the bottom of the mountain, his face was ancient and there was no wave, and he did not say a word for a long time.

Seeing this, Zhao Xuan'an, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but ask, "Seventh Uncle, is this a bit too hasty?"

Zhao Sheng looked back at the current head of the Zhao family, and said in a flat tone: "This is a trial, and it is also a run-in. If they can't even adapt to the nearby Ghost Fog Ridge. When it comes to the southern Xinjiang wilderness, isn't it even more useless. ”

After listening to this, Zhao Xuan'an didn't agree with Uncle Seven's approach in his heart, but he didn't continue to question it.

In the past two years, he has been staying in Ge's house to inquire about the news, and as he understands the inside story of the Tutu War, Zhao Xuanan has become more and more aware of the cruelty of the Tutu War.

Although Uncle Seven's decision is a bit cruel and unkind, it is the best choice for the family.

"Xuan'an, this trip to southern Xinjiang, you and Feng'er don't go, take charge of sitting in Taiwu Mountain."

Hearing this, Zhao Xuanan said eagerly: "How can this work!" The family is now understaffed, and Feng'er and I are both at the sixth level of qi refining, how can we stand idly by! ”

Zhao Sheng waved his hand and said, "Everyone in the family, including me, can die, but neither of you nor your husband can die." Do you understand? ”

Zhao Xuanan was silent, he understood the unfinished meaning of Uncle Seven's words.

"Besides, it is also very important for the family for your husband and wife to sit in Taiwu Mountain. On the one hand, we have to cut off the prying eyes of those with bad intentions, and on the other hand, we have to take care of the little ghosts of the first and second levels of Qi refining of the Xuanzi generation.

On top of that, the family's logistical responsibilities will also fall to you. Compared to two more Qi Refining Sixth-Layer combat power, these things are even more important? ”

When Zhao Xuanan heard this, he nodded convincingly, and the knots in his heart were instantly unraveled.

"By the way, Feng'er will come back in a few days?" At this time, Zhao Sheng suddenly asked.

Zhao Xuanan thought for a moment and said, "Calculate the distance, I should be back soon, a day or two at most."

"Hmm," Zhao Sheng nodded thoughtfully.

……

Two days later, in the bluestone courtyard on the top of Taiwu Mountain.

Zhao Jinjian, Zhao Keru, Zhao Sheng, Zhao Xuanan and other key figures of the Zhao family appeared here one by one.

The reason why there are so many people is because Ge Feng'er brought back a crucial piece of information.

Ge Feng'er is not tall, she is delicate and exquisite, but her personality is cheerful and atmospheric.

She stood beside her husband and looked at the uncles and elders of the Zhao family with a smile, and her aura actually vaguely suppressed Zhao Xuan'an.

"Feng'er, take out the things quickly!" At this time, Zhao Xuanan urged.

Ge Feng'er glanced at her husband, took out a crystal ball the size of a human head from the storage bag, and said with a smile: "Uncles and elders, Feng'er is fortunate not to be dishonored. Brought back the True Shadow Orb, which contains a portion of the wasteland terrain. ”

After speaking, she took out another scroll of maps, handed them to her husband, and said, "This is a sketchy map that I copied from my family, which roughly encapsulates the scope of this Tutu War."

Hearing this, Zhao Jinjian couldn't hide his joy, and immediately stepped forward to take the True Shadow Ball, and at the same time praised again and again: "Feng'er, you have a heart!" really made great contributions to my Zhao family. If it is a success this time, you should be the first to do it! ”

"Feng'er, don't dare to take credit. Since he has married into the Zhao family, he should put the family first. Ge Feng'er said humbly.

That's a good thing to say. An'er can marry you, it is really a blessing for three lives! Zhao Sheng also praised.

"Uncle Seven, it's serious. Who made me fall in love with this flowery radish back then?" said Ge Feng'er, giving her husband a blank look.

Zhao Xuan'an smiled when he saw it, and there was a hint of bitterness on his face.

With a few words, Zhao Jinjian successfully activated the magic weapon True Shadow Ball.

At this moment, a layer of light suddenly appeared on the surface of the True Shadow Sphere, and then a vivid three-dimensional image was projected from the inside of the sphere into the air.

The image perspective is at high altitude, like a person flying forward at high speed, looking down, and the scenery and terrain along the way are all included in it.

As far as the eye can see, the land is full of undulating peaks and hills, valleys and swamps.