Xu Yuan once again felt the persecution of the world for the soul condensing powerhouse.

He couldn't see clearly, not at all.

The sky in the extremely dark land was not a little bright inky black, accompanied by falling snow, as a soul condensation powerhouse, even if Xu Yuan ran the Blood Yuan Heart Fall Technique, he couldn't see the sky miles away.

I think about the perception of everything when he was in the realm of mortals

Alas!

sighed lightly in his heart, but Xu Yuan could guess from the general direction of his line of sight what the princess beside him was looking at.

Chi Ling.

No matter how awesome you are in life, you are dead, and you have hung in the sky for so long, it is time to fall.

In his thoughts, Xu Yuan looked at Li Qingyan and confirmed:

"Did the crest fall?"

Li Qingyan retracted his gaze and bowed slightly:

"Yes, this palace has to go over."

Xu Yuan looked at her pale face:

"Can your current injuries pass?"

Ancient books record that the saint is immortal when he dies, and his power does not disperse for a long time.

When he was still a mortal powerhouse, the reason why he allowed the barbarian king's corpse to hang in the sky without moving was because he was worried that the other party had done something on his body before he died.

Ten thousand years ago, Luo Xiran in the underground palace, several saints used their lives as bait to calculate each other, and Xu Yuanke still vividly remembered.

Of course, Chi Lao's first saint may not have Luo Xiran's means.

But I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid of what if.

Anyway, the life is gone, just wait, why take the risk?

Now, although the corpse of Chi Kui hanging in the sky has fallen, many things are uncertain.

Thinking about it, Xu Yuan glanced at the direction of the garrison in the city, and said in a low voice:

"Qingyan, if you can, you'd better let the strong in the army go first"

Halfway through his words, when he saw the look on Li Qingyan's face, Xu Yuan sighed lightly and did not continue.

According to absolute reason, it is the most rational choice to let her subordinates go over and lie down first, but with her 'charging with the palace' temperament on the battlefield, most of them will not agree.

However, this is probably one of the reasons why Li Qingyan has a high prestige in the army.

As a nobleman of Tianhuang but took the lead on the battlefield, he took the cheap life of these mud-legged people as his life, who is not a general like this?

Li Qingyan smiled lightly and said:

"Don't worry, this palace knows it."

Xu Yuan's eyes flashed, if it wasn't necessary, he really wouldn't be in danger at all, and suggested again:

"By the way, Ling Fangcai also said that Wu Chenghou is going south soon, why don't you wait for his old man to come back and deal with it?"

"Are you sure?"

"Huh?"

"If you wait for Uncle Mu to come back, everything on the barbarian king may be confiscated by him~" Li Qingyan's moving waist is light, like a butterfly.

Xu Yuan licked the corners of his lips, his eyes were strange:

"No, Wu Chenghou, no matter what he said, he is also a famous Great Yan Military God, and it is too cheap to do this kind of thing."

Li Qingyan thought for a while: "Changtian, do you know what the first lesson Uncle Mu taught me when I was a child? ”

Xu Yuan had a hint of foreboding: "What? ”

Li Qingyan rubbed the Sumeru ring on his fingertips, and learned the tone of Mu Zhenbei at the beginning:

"Why should I pay back what Ben Hou "borrowed" with his ability? ! ”

“.” Xu Yuan.

It's broken

"Qingyan, my twenty boxes of Jinqi Pill"

"Look at your stinginess."

Li Qingyan looked at Xu Yuan's constipated expression, and couldn't help laughing, and the sparkling smile in his eyes seemed to be full of stars:

"Don't worry, Uncle Mu is Uncle Mu, this palace is this palace."

Saying,

Li Qingyan's figure jumped and landed on the tall courtyard wall:

"Changtian, your cultivation is too weak now, just wait for this palace here."

After that, her figure flashed and disappeared directly from Xu Yuan's field of vision.

The courtyard is quiet, and the snow falls silently.

Xu Yuan was standing in the courtyard in a daze.

suddenly

A shadow cautiously poked its head out of the doorway, stared at the man in the tattered bloody clothes for a few breaths, and suddenly whispered:

"Childe. Are you rehabilitated? ”

“.”

The sudden sound made Xu Yuan unconsciously snort.

It's back, everything is back, and the mere great grandmaster can come and go without a trace in front of him, a soul condensation powerhouse.

Looking back with a calm face, Xu Yuan looked at Bai Muxi.

Bai Muxi changed out of the purple silk robe skirt in the dungeon, wearing a peach pink brocade shirt, a pearl white lake crepe skirt, and a white velvet brocade coat, the pearl-white wide ribbon lightly curled up the black and flowing waist-length hair, like a clear lotus.

It is very suitable for the clothing of the tea flavor air bag.

"Well, why are you here?"

Bai Muxi's eyes flashed, and he walked out from behind the door, his dark pupils turned around, and after confirming that Li Qingyan had left, he said softly:

"I sensed the breath of your exit from the customs, so I wanted to come and see you, Childe."

Xu Yuan looked at her deeply, and said with a smile without hesitation:

"You're trying to come to me and make good on your promise?"

Bai Muxi's bright eyes flashed, and she bowed slightly nervously:

"Hmm"

"Don't be nervous, this is a deal between us in itself."

Xu Yuan exhaled a long breath and hooked his fingers: "Come and enter the house." ”

“.” Bai Muxi was silent for a moment, pursed her lips, and followed him obediently.

Walking into the wing room in the courtyard again, Xu Yuan walked to the stone collapse and sat down, while Bai Muxi stood a little cramped in the middle of the room.

She felt as if she was in a hurry.

But when they came out, there were still some strange ghosts remaining in the dungeon, and those terrifying strange ghosts in the depths of the dungeon were so terrifying that she couldn't beat them at all.

However, the son in front of him seemed to guess what she was thinking, and his voice was very calm:

"With Mu Xi's intelligence, you should be able to see that the forces behind me and Qingyan are not in harmony, and today's cooperation can be said to be a compromise under the common ambition."

Bai Muxi's delicate body trembled slightly, the hem of her skirt fell to the ground, and she knelt directly on the ground, hanging her head:

"It's Mu Xi who is anxious."

"Huh"

Xu Yuan chuckled, he could see what Bai Muxi was thinking.

She wants to use the Beifeng army to exterminate the barbarians here to save the 400,000 people in the underground palace.

But the question is if it is rescued by the Beifeng army, will those good seedlings in the underground palace who repair the army formation be surnamed Xu or Li?

This is a very real problem.

In the middle of his thoughts, Xu Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the great grandmaster in front of him who knelt down in front of him, a soul condensing powerhouse, and his voice was very soft:

"Lift your head up."

Bai Muxi slowly raised her head, her snow-jade skin was not stained with dust, but with a hint of unease:

"Childe."

Xu Yuan bowed slightly, supported his knees, folded his hands, and smiled without smiling:

"I'm very satisfied that you can come to me first for this matter."

Daddy gave him the permission to access the internal reference of the Prime Minister's Mansion at will, so Xu Yuan knew one thing very well, the supply of productivity for cultivators in this world was greater than the demand—because the top building was controlling the number of cultivators to maintain the stability of the rule.

Of course, there are also reasons why there are so few people who can practice.

The ratio of the people who were able to cultivate in the Great Yan Dynasty to the total population was probably hundreds or even thousands to one.

Such a sharp pyramid structure makes all forces basically not take the initiative to spend a lot of manpower and material resources to investigate and recruit disciples.

And the dungeon is different,

Of the 370,000 people of the underground palace, there are 7,000 ready-made cultivators, and these 7,000 cultivators are basically seven-grade quenching bones.

That's a scary number.

Because most of the source qi in the dungeon was transformed into a lifeline by the black death fungus blanket of the strange ghost, it was still cultivated to the seventh grade in a place where this kind of material and source qi was extremely scarce

Therefore, as long as the materials are sufficient, they can quickly become a combatable soldier after systematic training.

And

According to Bai Muxi, a quarter of the people of the underground palace have cultivation qualifications, and even if this proportion is concealed and inflated, it is nearly 100,000 reserve soldiers.

And there is another thing that makes Xu Yuan's heart move the most.

That is the heart of the people in this underground palace, and the blockage of information makes the underground palace form an almost blind theocratic worship.

Theocratic worship is bad, but it also represents absolute loyalty.

If used properly, they are even more fanatically loyal than the systematically brainwashed Black Scale Army!

With the support of the great powers with a complete closed-loop system, it may only take a few years for these people to transform into an army of fanatical believers.

Now that the ghosts of the underground palace have been eliminated, how many people in the world can not be tempted by such a huge benefit that is almost risk-free?

With the temperament of the princess with her breasts, she would not take the initiative to intervene, but if Bai Muxi went directly to Wu Chenghou

Encounter this kind of low-investment, high-return thing.

There is a high probability that the marquis will thank nature for the gift first, and then directly eat and wipe everything in the Dead Silence Palace.

Thinking of this,

Xu Yuan's blood gushed out from the bottom of his eyes, and his eyes staring at Bai Muxi were also a little cold, and he smiled softly:

"I'm not an unkind person, and if you're really worried about your people, I can give you another option.

"You, would you like to hear about that choice?"

“.”

Bai Muxi shrank his neck when he heard this.

Although the blood-clothed boy in front of her was only for the realm of condensing souls, she clearly saw the way in the underground palace and the means of seriously injuring the saint.

The weirdness of the means, the breadth of the horizon, and the source of information that seems to be predictable of anything.

If she says she wants to hear it.

Thinking of this, Xiaobai shook his head like a rattle:

"No, I don't want to."

Seeing this, Xu Yuan smiled, stood up, walked to Xiaobai with a smile, stretched out his hand and pulled him up, with a hint of blame in a soft voice:

"You said that you, what are you doing on your knees, you have said that my son does not need these etiquettes."

As he spoke, Xu Yuan pulled Bai Muxi up, and his narrow eyes smiled:

"Actually, you can also listen to it, although this son hates betrayal, but after all, we are also in trouble."

As he spoke, he held her delicate fingers that were as graceful as bones, and rubbed them carefully for a while:

"Mu Xi, you know me, this son is not a devil, even if you betray, something like sending someone to slaughter the underground palace, I will never be able to do it."

“.”

Bai Muxi's delicate body trembled slightly, and as soon as the jade legs under the skirt were soft, she directly knelt down again.

Xu Yuan wanted to hold it, but he couldn't.

The strength of the great grandmaster is not comparable to that of a soul condensing powerhouse, and one of them was almost taken to the ground by her.

Bai Muxi knelt on the ground, and her white forehead was directly clasped on the ground with a "bang", and her voice trembled but quickly:

"Childe. Mu Xi and the people of the underground palace inherited the favor of the son, and received the things of the son, and they had no two hearts in this life. ”

Xu Yuan stood in place, looking at Xiaobai, who was like a quail under him.

After going to the surface, Bai Muxi naturally had more choices, especially when the ghosts in the dungeon were almost completely destroyed, he needed to beat the other party.

"Alas"

A light sigh sounded in Xu Yuan's heart, and Luo Xiran looked at everything outside in the Blood God Stone: "Little ghost, if this dungeon woman is really betrayed, you will really send someone to slaughter the dungeon?" ”

Xu Yuan's eyes were stunned for a moment, and he thought seriously for a moment, and gently replied in his heart:

"No, I can't give the order to slaughter innocent people for profit right now."

But after a moment's pause, he whispered again:

"But I'll tell my father about it."

Inform this information to the high-ranking Lou Ji of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and their wolves will be destroyed.

As for what Lou Ji's old aunt will do.

The fate of Li Erzhu, who has been following Zhou Xiaohe, and those innocents who know his identity, is already very telling.

After going around in circles, the result is the same.

It's just that this order will be given directly by Lou Ji or Zong Qingsheng, or his father.

The wolf extermination at the top of the Prime Minister's Mansion will not tolerate betrayal, nor will it allow such a huge profit to be an enemy.

Luo Xiran was silent for a while, and her graceful voice was a little embarrassed:

"You little devil is really hypocritical."

"Self-deception is shameful, but at least it is possible to masturbate."

Xu Yuan snorted and said:

"But this kind of practice, with Xiran's character, you actually don't reject it?"

"Repulsion?"

Luo Xiran muttered, with a hint of complexity in his tone: "This kind of thing happened too much in the Alien Demon Tribulation 10,000 years ago, and my naivety back then made many people die, so although I don't approve of this approach, I can understand it."

"Those who can't be used by me, those who have evil intentions, those who betray, death is the best end for them."

Xu Yuan heard some stories from the voice of this older sister-in-law, and said in a low voice:

"It seems, Xiran, you were beaten badly by reality at the beginning?"

"He who holds a heavy weapon should protect the weak." Luo Xiran took it for granted, and then his tone was helpless: "It's a pity that most people wield knives at the weak after holding heavy weapons, and I don't have the ability to change it." ”

Xu Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, shook his head gently, and said in his heart:

"The idea is good, but it's basically impossible to fully realize this thing, oh no, it's impossible, at most it can only be relatively realized."

Luo Xiran snorted coldly:

"Of course I know that, I don't need you little devil to remind me."

Xu Yuan sighed leisurely:

"I didn't mean that, I have a sister-in-law."

"Tsk, little ghost, you"

"I didn't say you, don't be narcissistic."

“.” Luo Xiran.

Xu Yuan considered the words:

"I have a righteous sister with a brain similar to you back then, and when you return to the capital, do you want to follow her for a while to teach her?"

Luo Xiran felt that this little ghost was scolding her, so she was neat:

"I don't take apprentices."

Xu Yuan's mind came to mind the attributes of that righteous sister Dora Yao, and his words were mocking:

"You? If you take her as an apprentice, won't our generations be messed up? ”

“.” Luo Xiran.

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