Three months later, camp on the coast.

In the tent of the Chinese military camp where Fulongzong was located, Dongqiao sat in the Taishi chair, patted the latest battle report on the table, and his face was gloomy.

At this time, Dongfang Yu walked in from outside.

Since Ning Zhiyuan Cave Mansion's 'thief shouted to catch a thief', he was disgusted by the Five Fire True Monarch and failed to worship his subordinates, so he had no face to stay in the Fulong Sect anymore, and could only go to the Xihai Battlefield to try his luck.

Now Dongqiao Zhenzun wants to find Jiang Yuebai, which is Dongfang Yu's best opportunity, he wants to rely on this matter to get Dongqiao Zhenzun's appreciation, and find a way to vote for Dongqiao Zhenzun.

"Don't tell the deity, there's no news." Dongqiao didn't look at Dongfang Yu, and said coldly.

In the past three months, the dragon clan has not provoked a war again, except for last month, when there was a dragon crossing on the sea to rob the baby, and there was a group of dragon protectors, Ying Long and Jiang Yuebai have disappeared.

Dongfang Yu took out a photo jade from his sleeve and handed it to Dongqiao with both hands.

"Qi Zhen Venerable, Biyou Palace received this today, this is a copy that the younger generation found a way to copy."

Dongqiao swept his eyes, not interested in looking, "What's in it, the deity doesn't have so much free time." ”

Dongfang Yu raised his body and said, "It's the female cultivator who killed my master Long Ming Daoist, she said in the photo jade that Ying Long has already signed a life and death contract with her, and it is impossible to separate from life and death......"

The atmosphere was suddenly solemn, and Dongfang Yu obviously felt the low pressure emanating from Dongqiao's body, so that he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"Go on."

Dongfang Yu took a breath and said, "She said that as a human race, she is willing to make peace with Biyou Palace and calm the war in the West Sea, as long as Biyou Palace can offer conditions that satisfy her and ensure her absolute safety." ”

Dongqiao's eyes were cold, "It's just Jindan, it's a big appetite, what else?" ”

She said that in order to appease Ying Long and ensure the smooth progress of the peace talks, she needed everyone on the west coast to withdraw to Fulong Mountain first and make a truce for three years. In the past three years, the Terrans can't let anyone go to the West Sea to hunt dragons, and she will also let Ying Long not attack the Terran realm, and they can slowly negotiate terms in these three years. ”

She made a list, asking Biyou Palace to give her a million top-grade spirit stones, a drop of Qinglong essence blood, and materials such as Taixuan essence gold as a deposit, this is the list of items she wants, which is a bit long. Finally, she added...... She also said that if others can afford to pay for it, she is willing to talk about it. ”

"What a big breath!"

Dongqiao snorted coldly, I have never seen such a greedy person, where is this peace negotiation with Biyou Palace, this is a condition for talking to the entire Qinglong Realm.

But if it is really as she said, she and Ying Long have made a life and death contract that is difficult to dissolve, and if you want to get Ying Long, you must first settle her.

However, as long as she is greedy enough, she will have a chance to lure her out, and catching her is equivalent to catching Ying Long, which is easier than directly facing Ying Long in the Transformation Stage.

Thinking of this, Dongqiao stood up, "Continue to investigate, stare at the side of Biyou Palace, and the deity will go to the Impermanence Star Monarch to discuss." ”

"Yes!"

*

At the back of the camp, the scattered cultivators of the dragon hunting team set up a temporary camp at the foot of the mountain and traded goods with each other.

Jiang Yuebai dressed up as a white man, painted himself like black charcoal, biting a grass in his mouth, and watched the light rush into the sky from all over the camp, and they all galloped towards Fulong Mountain.

"It seems that the effect of my shadow jade is not bad, so I went to Fulong Mountain to discuss with someone who can call the shots."

But she didn't want to talk about it at all, she didn't want to talk about it, she didn't think she was long!

The cultivator of the god returned to the source, and she couldn't bear the method of deduction and calculation, although she had the blessing of the ancestor, so that those people couldn't calculate her heels, and she was afraid that they could calculate the others, causing the location of Ao Juan to be exposed.

She didn't make a life and death contract with Ao Roll, and Ao Roll couldn't be willing.

She covered her face in the photo jade, although she had already been exposed to Fuyu and Dongqiao, but most people had never seen her, and she could hide a little.

"Thanks to the 'Ning's Talisman' and the 'Feng's Talisman' Talisman I got before, I was able to improve the Divine Hidden Talisman and the Turtle Breath Talisman so that I could sneak in smoothly."

Jiang Yuebai had already combined the Divine Hidden Talisman and the Turtle Breath into one, and improved and streamlined it a lot, Ao Juan helped her hunt a thousand-year-old Xuan Turtle, and made a Xuan Turtle Treasure Talisman with tortoise shell and turtle blood and turtle soul.

This earth-level talisman currently has the power of the best magic weapon, which can be used for defense, and also has the effect of stealth and concealment aura, which cannot be perceived by monks below the god level.

And this Xuan Turtle Treasure Talisman can be improved through continuous sacrifice, so that the Xuan Turtle Soul and the talisman depicted on it are more rounded, so that the Xuan Turtle Soul becomes a rune spirit and is promoted to a heavenly immortal talisman.

There are a lot of photos and jades, and the plan is at least half successful, and now it depends on whether Biyou Palace can let everyone retreat to the foot of Fulong Mountain.

Distance, she started to get married, so that those people didn't have enough time to arrive.

But this is not safe, the Avatar Monk can break through the void and step in front of her in one step.

It would be better if someone could join her from the outside.

Jiang Yuebai hid his figure and walked around the market, but he didn't see Zheng Yougong, and he didn't find anyone else he knew.

She didn't dare to risk asking someone to help with the interrogation, so she wandered for two or three days before giving up and leaving.

"Miss Jing, I am really not a good person in the next place, and I hope that Miss Jing can make it clear to Senior Sister Zhuang, don't delay the girl's future."

When Jiang Yuebai came out of the bazaar and walked around to the camp where the disciples of Biyou Palace lived, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

She quietly touched over and saw that at the door of one of the tents, Jing Chujun, dressed in a goose yellow skirt, was holding a guqin, standing in front of Qi Siheng, who was dressed in white like snow, and it seemed that he had come to visit and give gifts.

Rejected by Qi Siheng, Jing Chujun was relieved, and a smile rose at the corner of his lips.

"That's very good, but I'll say this, my mother won't believe it, can you bother to say it yourself?"

Qi Siheng was stunned by these words, he looked at Jing Chujun's dress, and thought that she was the kind of young lady who would cry after being rejected so bluntly, but he didn't expect this kind of reaction.

Qi Siheng was a little at a loss, and after thinking for a while, he said in a deep voice, "Okay, girl, wait a while, I'll write a handwritten letter to the girl to bring back." ”

"Please!"

Qi Siheng returned to the camp, Jing Chujun held the qin with one hand, grabbed the decoration on her forehead that made her uncomfortable, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Suddenly, a strange wind blew in her face.

Jing Chujun turned around and saw Jiang Yuebai, who was as black as a briquette, baring her big white teeth, sticking out half of her head from the side of the tent and smiling at her.

Jing Chujun was very surprised, and just as she was about to speak, Jiang Yuebai made a silent gesture at her, transmitted the sound to her, and asked her to meet her in a secret place by the sea.

Jing Chujun nodded slightly, Jiang Yuebai disappeared and took the first step.

After about a quarter of an hour, Jing Chujun finally waited for Qi Siheng to finish writing the letter.

The tents are made of special fabrics, and the door curtains are blocked, so that outsiders cannot see or sense the situation inside.

Just as Qi Siheng lifted the door curtain and walked out, Jing Chujun suddenly swept to a painting screen inside, on which was painted a woman in white clothes and red armor, holding a spear, heroic and awe-inspiring like a fairy.

Jing Chujun gasped, isn't that Jiang Yuebai?

Qi Sihengqin's painting is unique, the painting is vivid, as if it is a real person, Jing Chujun cannot admit his mistake.

"Miss Jing, this is a book."

Jing Chujun was stunned for a long time before accepting the letter handed by Qi Siheng, and his heart was like a drum.

What to do? Does she want to tell Jiang Yuebai about this?