After Smokchel had finished speaking, he turned and entered the city, walking towards the place where his tutor lived.

At the moment, in the house where Changjiao lives.

"It seems that the royal city of Crissole will not last for a few days, and the preparation will not be able to hold on, and not long ago, the king of Crissole sent a letter."

Changjiao sat on the chair and said solemnly.

"The Kingdom of Chrysole, from the royal family to the common people, all believe in my good and evil religion, and now that there are unknown forces attacking, we should tell the headquarters, why are you ......... now? Hesitating? ”

The old man on the side asked puzzled.

"There is no way to report to the headquarters, just now, I learned from one of the refugees who fled from Wangcheng that the one from Chrysol, and now the only tenth-level holy demon master, made a move, but was directly killed by a mysterious powerhouse in secret, just a sword, and according to this refugee, that tenth-level was directly engulfed by a pitch-black flame after sealing his throat with only a sword, and directly turned into ashes and dissipated into the air."

Changjiao's tone of voice at this time was a little trembling.

"Could this just be a deliberate exaggeration by these refugees?"

The old man on the side said.

"A person may be exaggerating, but I asked all the refugees who fled from the King City of Chrysor, and their answers are the same, which means that it is true, and even if it is not exaggerated, it is not bad, it can seal the throat of a tenth-level holy demon with a sword, which shows how powerful it is."

While Changjiao was talking at the moment, he kept pacing back and forth in the room.

Bang bang~

There was a knock on the door, and Changjiao's pace back and forth stopped, and then he shouted towards the door: "Come in." ”

"Changjiao!"

Smoccel opened the door and spoke.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing that the person who came was Smockchel, Changjiao immediately asked suspiciously.

"These are eight bottles of recovery potion, and I look quite advanced, so I'm dedicated to you."

As Smockchel spoke, he placed eight bottles of Recovery Potions on the table.

"Where did you come from?"

Changjiao picked up the recovery potion on the table and looked at it, and then asked puzzledly, and the old man on the side also picked up a bottle of potion and looked at it carefully.

"Someone else sent it."

"Sent?"

When the elder sect and the old man heard that it was sent, they were immediately surprised in unison, and then looked at each other at the same time.

"Who sent it?"

Changjiao came back to his senses and asked again.

"The two people you asked me to spy on."

Smockchel said truthfully.

"You let them go?"

Changjiao immediately understood, obviously it was his own disciples who let people go, and they would give him these things.

Smockchel nodded.

"Reply?" Changjiao muttered to himself in his heart, and then asked Smockchel again, "Do you know where they went?" ”

Now that the war was about to begin, and it was the time when the replies were urgently needed, his own people let them go, and if he had known that the two of them were replices, he would have regarded them as guests of honor and attracted them to the church.

"I don't know."

When Smockchel heard the words of the elder sect, he immediately shook his head and said.

"No, you know, even if you don't know, but as long as there is a direction, you can still catch up now, say, where did they go?"

Changjiao looked at Smockchel in front of him and asked in a hurried tone.

"I'm so sorry for the long teaching, I can't say! And their speed is too fast, as soon as they leave the city gate, they disappear without a trace, even if you tell the elder sect, there is no way to chase them back. ”

Call~

Changjiao took a deep breath, and then said helplessly: "Also, it seems that the more than ten people who were looking for them before should just want to arrest them and then refine the potion." ”

Smockchel nodded in agreement, as for who refined this potion, in Smockchel's opinion, it should have been refined by Rasfilcu, and his eldest brother was responsible for protecting her safety.

"You go back first!"

The elder said to Smockchel.

"Yes!"

Smockchel nodded yes, then stepped back and closed the door.

"Changjiao, are we going to send a letter from the king of the Kingdom of Crisol to the headquarters?"

After the old man gently put down the potion, he asked the elder sect.

"Send, naturally, it is to be sent; But I also sent the news I got from the refugees to headquarters, and as for the outcome, it was only a matter for the head and the high priest. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Changjiao answered the old man's question.

"Shall we evacuate now? After all, there is a possibility that war will spill over here. ”

The old man first wanted to speak and then stopped, and then as if he had made up his mind, he asked the elder sect out loud.

"Report this to HQ as well! After all, if we evacuate without permission, if something goes wrong, we can't afford to take that responsibility. ”

Changjiao stood with his hands in his hands at this moment, his brows furrowed tightly, and his face was both solemn and helpless.

"Understood!"

Syllable~

A crisp sound echoed throughout the hall, and all those who were standing were drawn away by the source of the loud sound.

"Just now, that old guy from the Chrythor Kingdom just sent a letter asking for urgent support, saying that if we stand by and watch, then our Liskley Kingdom will be the next to be swallowed, do you think........ Really........ Or is it fake? ”

A man standing in front of the throne paced back and forth with his hands in his hands, not forgetting to ask the people standing on either side below.

"Your Majesty, I think this should be true, there are already many refugees who have fled from the Kingdom of Chrysor in the cities on our border, so it's just true!"

The man standing in the back of the approach stepped aside and replied.

Many of the people present were contemplating at the moment, but they didn't know what they were pondering.

"What do you think?"

After hearing this, the man standing on the throne glanced at the people below and asked out loud.

"Your Majesty, the people of the Chrysol Kingdom generally don't fool us with this kind of thing, and there seems to be an anomaly in the Ice and Snow Mountains recently, and there are many kinds of magical beasts that have come out of nowhere for a while, I doubt it......... It has something to do with the violent shaking that happened before! ”

The old man standing in a row walked out and said respectfully.

"Where is the Hallow? Do they have any message for us? ”

The man standing on it asked with a frown at this time.

Supporting the Krysol Kingdom, he doesn't want to support, after all, the Krysore Kingdom and this unknown force of people had better lose both, so that he can annex most of the territory of the Krysol Kingdom, but now he still has to look at the attitude of the Holy Land Good and Evil Sect.

If they don't support it, then he doesn't support it either, and who will say it in the end?

But if the Good and Evil Sect supports, the Thariskri Kingdom does not support, and if the Chrysol Kingdom is lucky enough not to destroy the country, then if there are other crises in the Tarisgli Kingdom in the future, it can only look at the face of the Good and Evil Sect.