The two left the hall and rushed to Yuewutang.

He Lingchuan's mount was lodged in the school palace, and he walked over at this time.

He was fast, not running, but seven feet away.

Xin Yi walked side by side with him, his demeanor and movements were calm, and he did not show any crampedness.

This cultivation is not weak, at least the light body kung fu is very good, above Lu Xun. He Lingchuan remembered what he had just said, and those who can retreat for fifteen years in one breath will probably not be far behind.

Since he has been out of the customs for less than two years, why did Lingshan send him to Panlong City as an envoy?

It is a matter of information transmission, and Lingshan will definitely send the person he trusts the most.

Just two years after being out of customs, Xin Yi can gain the trust of Lingshan? Or is he also like Wang Xingyi of Mu State, who grew up in Lingshan since he was a child?

For more than 100 years, has there been any change in the way Lingshan cultivates his henchmen?

He Lingchuan's heart moved, and he asked Xin Yi, "Have you seen General Hong?"

"Not yet!" Xin Yi looked yearning, "I heard that General Hong has just returned from the northwest, I hope I can see her as soon as possible!" That's a Heavenly Demon, and not everyone has the opportunity to see it with their own eyes."

"Most of the time, she's the Red General." He Lingchuan didn't believe it, and Xin Yi didn't know this.

"Understood!" Xin Yi nodded repeatedly, "I also hope to see Mitian in person!"

He Lingchuan's eyes flashed slightly: "Has Mr. Xin seen the Heavenly Demon before?"

"How can this be seen? They're all out of the sky." Xin Yi smiled, "Even the divine descent ceremony was only witnessed by the ancestors, and then recorded in the family history, and the description is extraordinary."

He paused, "I've heard that Miten will rain down miracles every year on the day of the Heavenly Sacrifice?"

"Just arrived in Panlong City, Mr. Xin is so well-informed?" After Panlong City was blessed by the heavens, Zhong Shengguang set the day of the reward for the gods as the "Heavenly Sacrifice Day", and the whole city would spontaneously go to the highlands outside the city to worship Zhong without regrets.

"Since I have been entrusted with this important task, I have to do all these basic homework." Xin Yi Zhengse said, "It's not a secret, for the relationship between Mitian and General Hong, Ling...... Ahem, Dongfang was very interested and told me to observe carefully. After all, for thousands of years, no god could have achieved perfection."

Perfect God Descent, these words are extremely scary to think about, especially after He Lingchuan finished reading the last words of the Minghui Immortal.

Lingshan has this serious concern, which is understandable.

"If there really is such a thing as 'Perfection Descent', what will be the consequences?"

Xin Yi said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid it's another catastrophe in the world."

His determination made He Lingchuan's heart skip a beat.

This is also a person who knows the inside story?

"Mr. Xin is really fast-talking." It's all about it. If He Lingchuan hadn't been a little suspicious of his origin, just listening to these few words, his favorability would have increased.

Because of the sky, the cooperation between Panlong City and Lingshan is not without barriers, and can only seek common ground while reserving differences. It is not easy for Xin Yi to be a good contact person in the center.

He sighed with emotion: "Lingshan and Panlong City, together is mutually beneficial. Since we have a common enemy, we need to be more honest and less suspicious."

He Lingchuan gave him a thumbs up: "Understand people! If Lingshan thinks like Mr. Xin, we must be the closest comrades-in-arms."

Then he asked, "I'm really curious, what are the immortals like?"

"What is the appearance before becoming an immortal, what is the appearance after becoming an immortal, as long as you don't show your appearance, you won't have one more pair of eyes and one more nose than us."

"Did Mr. Xin really see it?"

Xin Yi nodded with a smile: "Yes, it's a blessing."

He is not only an immortal, but also from Lingshan, in the eyes of the world, the clouds and mist of immortals, Xin Yi has long seen their true faces.

While speaking, Yuewutang arrived.

Even the perimeter was crowded here, as the Ring Eight facing the block was activated.

As long as people stand on the street, they can enjoy the ring match.

He Lingchuan led Xin Yi and squeezed straight to the place with the most people.

Others saw He Lingchuandu

"General He is here!"

The crowd automatically separates a road, allowing them to pass unimpeded.

As soon as He Lingchuan entered the Yuewu Hall, the door panel greeted him, and he said quickly, "Boss, they are all on the fight."

He Lingchuan looked up, and sure enough, there were people standing in the three rings, all with fresh faces.

He didn't ask about the market, but first pulled the door panel aside and asked in a low voice, "Who won the fight in the restaurant?"

The door panel touched his nose and took two steps out of the way, and there were three soldiers standing behind him, all with blue noses and swollen faces. One of them was still holding his arm, and the door panel pointed at him and said, "His shoulder is dislocated, I just put it on him."

Heh, it seems that the other party has the upper hand? He Lingchuan glanced at them, and his face was blank: "It's not a matter to fight, but it's okay to lose."

If you dare to fight, you have to win!

All three of them lowered their heads and did not dare to answer.

"After recovering from the injury, each person will run five laps around the city!"

Panlong City is not small, and five circles around the city cost people's lives. But how dare these three say a word?

"My men wounded both of them as well." The door panel pointed to the ring and said, "The others are fine, that white-haired one is very powerful, and one person puts down this boy."

The man he was referring to was standing in ring number eight, a sturdy man of about twenty-three or four years old, with white hair and eyes like a falcon, and a fierce light.

The door panel said, "When I arrived, both sides scolded the real fire and hit the real fire, and I almost killed someone in one step."

Human lives were almost killed, and the swear words soared basket after basket.

After He Lingchuan finished asking, he came back to find Xin Yi: "Do you recognize these people in the ring?"

"It's these boys." Xin Yi nodded, "They came from the same batch as me, they have not been in the city for more than three days, they are from the three Daomen, and they are all old birds of the battlefield."

He Lingchuan pointed to No. 8: "Who is that white-haired one?"

"His name is Sha Wei, he was originally promoted to deputy general in the army, and when he heard that he had the opportunity to come to Panlong City, he volunteered."

"I heard this is a fight of life and death?" Sha Wei is inviting to fight, "If you want to come up and die, hurry up, don't just beep in the tavern!"

As soon as he started speaking, the soldiers and civilians in the audience fell silent. Many people were not angry, but they did not squeak.

"Why, don't you dare to come up in the ring without rules?" Sha Wei sneered, "Before I came, I heard that the warriors of Panlong City were as tough as Bai Yang and good at fighting like tigers and wolves, how could they all become cowardly when it came to this life-and-death juncture?"

The scope of the blow was too wide, and many of the Panlong warriors were so angry that their shoulders shrugged, forcing the urge to jump onto the stage in one step.

Xin Yi frowned, wanting to call this arrogant kid down, but He Lingchuan raised his hand to stop him.

"I like good warriors." He Lingchuan chuckled, "Good soldiers have personalities."

This is not a polite remark. A warrior should be enthusiastic, he is not disgusted by Sha Wei's invitation to fight, and the people of Panlong City are actually not disgusted either.

Want to be famous, want to be in the limelight? Then let him out, as long as he has the ability.