The high altitude does not gather gas, and the black umbrella covers the dragon.

Huge black clouds fell a little snowflake, and a group of people sat on the backs of Hayama.

Yang Zhao and the three foundation building period monks didn't feel anything, and the lips of the remaining Qi training period soldiers were a little pale and frozen.

Their cultivation is still low, and they are not so resistant to frost.

The surroundings were bare, and they didn't dare to invite a fireball to keep warm, for fear of provoking other people's eyes.

Yang Zhao tried his best to control the clouds not to snow, and finally controlled the snow.

In a blink of an eye, I found that these soldiers were automatically assigned posts, some were on alert, and the rest closed their eyes and rested, and fell asleep directly against the cold.

If it weren't for the strong heartbeat of these people, Yang Zhao would have thought that the other party had fainted.

Yang Zhao was a little sluggish and deleted the cold air around him, wondering in his heart: How can these people sleep?

In an unsafe environment with pursuers behind...... Fall asleep!

Secretly strange in his heart, Yang Zhao raised his head violently.

I saw a small black dot in the sky.

The little dot changed three times in one breath, and slowly fell from above.

Yang Zhao frowned, the spiritual power on his body skyrocketed, and the clouds above his head grew a little stronger, and there was a faint sound of thunder rolling.

With a slight force under her feet, Hayama carried everyone down slowly.

The more she descended, the bigger the dark clouds above her head.

This action naturally attracted the attention of others, and a few who fell asleep woke up, and everyone looked up according to her gaze, but saw nothing.

Someone boldly asked, "Senior Yang, what's wrong?"

"Something is coming, I don't know if it's friend or foe."

Everyone was shocked.

"Alert!"

The soldiers slipped their standard weapons out of their sleeves,

It was a small magic sword that could be attached directly to the forearm.

Yang Zhao has seen this magic sword, it has no power, especially in the hands of the Qi cultivation period cultivator, it is better to say that it is against the enemy, it is better to keep it for suicide.

After a few breaths, someone whispered.

"Senior Yang, the light of the spell is a little more abundant."

Yang Zhao lightly nodded his foot, and Hayama slowed down the speed of his descent.

The dark clouds did not disperse, the thunder did not stop, and the heavy people behind him were all desperate at any time.

When the black dot got closer and closer, everyone could see that it was a small fish.

It has a small head and a large body, a grayish-black body, a dark back and top of the head, a pale white belly, and a body of thick scales.

It doesn't have much spiritual light or spiritual pressure on it, and it can't see any cultivation.

Suddenly, the little fish stopped, and a human voice came from afar.

"Is this Cangcheng Yunyang View below, Yang Zhao Yang Daoyou? Under the seat of General Liu Zhengxia, the vanguard officer of the front, You You, is also on the order of the general, and has come to pick you up."

Yang Zhao turned his head to look behind him, she didn't know the situation in the Great Zhou army, and asked these soldiers to distinguish the real from the fake.

The soldiers behind were surrounded by the light of the spell, bright and inconspicuous in the dark night.

The people behind also looked puzzled when they saw her turn her head.

Seeing Yang Zhao's inquiring face, they looked at each other and asked boldly.

"What's wrong with Senior Yang? What did the other party say?"

Yang Zhao suddenly realized that these people should not have heard.

"Is there anyone in your army who is a fish?"

"Fish? Senior Yang, that's a lot, who are you talking about?"

Yang Zhao pointed to the freshwater fish in front of him.

"It's like a freshwater fish, and it says it's called Yuyu."

"General You? General You is here to pick us up."

The soldiers' eyes lit up and they let out a small call.

"We have a military code here, you tell him that the wind is strong, see how he responds."

Yang Zhao used his spiritual power to hold up his voice.

I only heard the other side reply: "Tan Linshi."

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When these dozen or so soldiers heard Yang Zhao's relay, they were overjoyed.

"Yes, yes, the code is right, this is General You."

"Are you sure? What if someone is a fake?"

Yang Zhao didn't watch any spy movies.

The soldiers shook their heads in confusion, and a foundation-building monk gritted his teeth and was ruthless.

"This ...... The spell is also lit up, and the code is right, otherwise, Senior Yang, I'll go over and ask alone, if it's a real fish, I'll call you Senior Yang, if someone is pretending, I'll call Senior Yang Zhao, what do Senior Yang think?"

There are only four people in their group who can fly, three monks in the foundation building period can fly, and Yang Zhao can fly.

The rest can only sit on Hayama's back.

"Okay, be smart, find a way to come back, and I'll follow you below."

Yang Zhao quite admired this kind of brave soldier.

"Thank you, Senior Yang."

This foundation building period monk hugged Yang Zhao with a military salute, and flew up as soon as he kicked his feet.

He walked up slowly, and the little fish waited motionlessly.

I don't know how many words the two of them said, but the foundation building monk lowered his head and fell straight down.

With excitement on his face, he whispered to Yang Chao, "It's General You, it's General You, Senior Yang, please rest assured."

Yang Zhao nodded slightly, and sent the voice with spiritual power.

After a while, the little fish fell straight in front of Yang Zhao's eyes, half the size of a palm, and his small mouth spoke very neatly.

"You thank Yang Daoyou for your love for them, this is not a place to talk, let's return to the Crossing Boundary Flying Boat first."

"I can do it." Yang Zhao pointed to the few behind him.

"Can they go up physically?"

"Just let them into my belly, and Yang Daoyou can follow by the side."

Yang Zhao looked at the small fish in front of him, which was not much bigger than a hand, and then looked at the soldiers behind him who added up to more than a thousand catties.

Yes?