Gulang Island, the night is getting thicker, and the thick night covers this island.

In the newly decorated underground grotto, the seventh master Nazhen sat cross-legged on the wool blanket and closed his eyes to recuperate, and in the incense burner not far away, a pillar of sandalwood was lit, and the faint fragrance permeated the entire tent. Experienced people can also smell a faint fragrance from this faint sandalwood, a bit similar to the smell of perilla, obviously, this is the best purple dragon sandalwood in sandalwood.

This kind of sandalwood can solidify the Yuan Pei Shen and make people feel at ease, however, the Seventh Master Nazhen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, was unable to calm down for a long time and was restless. After a while, he simply gave up his meditation, sat down behind his desk, spread out a blank piece of paper, and picked up a pen and paper.

On the white paper, after a while, the whole text was full of big 'leaf' characters.

The seventh master Nazhen suddenly stopped, looking at the word 'leaf' throughout the text, and his heart was also shocked.

He was just irritable and scribbling casually, and the word 'leaf' throughout the whole article was subconsciously written, what does it mean?

Loving someone will be manifested in all aspects, and hating someone will be revealed unintentionally!

The seventh master Nazhen reacted, glanced at the big red happy words on the wall that had not been torn off, and knew why he couldn't calm down anymore, and hated it in his heart!

The Tuoba bird, with fine skin and tender meat, was about to be whipped by his overlord with a bow, but was rescued from under his nose by Ye Chuan. The fat to the mouth has fallen off, which makes the seventh master Nazhen angry and disgraced, and decisively sent the rain demon and the deputy commander Liu Yuan to lead an elite to raid Ye Chuan's camp, as a result, until now there is no news, no good news or any clues, all disappeared overnight, and I don't know whether it was killed by Ye Chuan and the Kraken warriors, or lost in the vast sea in the storm.

The hatred for Ye Chuan, coupled with the disappearance of the forward troops, made the seventh master Nazhen, who commanded the army, feel pressure. If he doesn't handle it well, he will naturally be held accountable in the future. If that's all there is, that's nothing, and the more difficult problems lie in front of him.

According to time estimates, the guardian ban on the Lost City has been loosened, and the entrance should be revealed. But the army was mobilized to almost turn the entire Gulang Island over, and still found nothing, and could not find the entrance to Lost Chen. At this moment, the spies reported that a wave of monsters was rolling across the nearby sea from west to east in the direction of Gulang Island. Although it has been found out that the target of the beast herd is not Gulang Island, and it will cross dozens of miles away, but for some reason, the seventh master Nazhen is always uneasy, and his eyelids are beating for a while.

Millions of wildebeest crocodiles, if they change direction and rush straight towards Gulang Island, what will they do?

The seventh master Nazhen is worried, various factors are intertwined, and it is strange that he can calm down. glanced at the word 'leaf' throughout the text, and his heart became even more irritable, and he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it out, "Someone!"

"The little one is the seventh master!"

The captain of the pro-soldier quickly walked in, bowed and saluted, and saw that the seventh master Nazhen had an angry face, and he didn't dare to come out with his head down. In front of ordinary soldiers, he, the captain, can be powerful and powerful, but in front of the seventh master, he is more well-behaved than a mouse seeing a cat.

"Rain Demon and Deputy Commander Yanagihara, are there any news?" the Seventh Master asked.

"Nope. The captain shook his head.

"What about that kid Ye Chuan, have you found the whereabouts of the Cloud Mist Sect and the Kraken Clan?" the Seventh Master asked again.

The captain shook his head again, "No." ”

Seventh Master Nazhen's face sank, his face was gloomy, and he asked in a deep voice, "What about the beasts passing through the nearby seas, where is it now?

"Not long ago, the spies reported that the herd had reached dozens of miles away, and was running straight from west to east, and it would soon be far away from the nearby sea. The captain of the pro-soldier replied, under the forced gaze of the seventh master, he became inexplicably nervous, "According to your request of the seventh master, all the warships have withdrawn so as not to alarm the beasts, but many secret posts have been sent along the way to closely monitor the movements of the beasts to ensure that nothing goes wrong." ”

"That's pretty much it!"

The Seventh Master Nazhen, who had been restless, finally heard a good news, paused, and said: "Although the beast herd is just passing by, it still can't be careless, and the order is passed down, and the commanders at all levels must strictly restrain their subordinates to prevent alarming the beast herd." Also, always be ready to fight and beware of any accidents!"

"Yes!"

The captain of the pro-soldier bowed down to receive the order, turned around and left quickly, truthfully conveying the order.

Strictly restraining subordinates at this point, it is estimated that there is no big problem, no guy who is not long-eyed dares to provoke the imposing beast herd, and it is difficult to say that he is always ready for battle. The spies had repeatedly detected the movement of the herd, just passing by, and after the initial nervousness, the soldiers were no longer so nervous and nervous, and they relaxed. has been wandering on the sea and rarely returned to the base camp, many people have gone to have fun, and the commanders at all levels have turned a blind eye. At this time, it is required to be ready for combat at all times, and the soldiers are obviously unwilling and unable to do it.

The captain of the personal soldiers knew the situation well, but he didn't dare to give him a leopard guts to explain the situation to the seventh master and let him go in. It's easy to be put on small shoes by the soldiers afterwards, not to mention, in case the seventh master is unhappy, maybe he will vent his anger on his head in turn, isn't that asking for hardship?

Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and the captain of the pro-soldier does not dare to say much about the moody seventh master.

There are policies and countermeasures, and many seemingly draconian regulations are often mere formalities at critical moments.

No one knew that a catastrophe was getting closer.

The seventh master Nazhen sat down cross-legged on the wool carpet again, and this time, in the lingering fragrance of sandalwood, he finally calmed down, calmed down and recuperated. Outside the grotto, the soldiers gathered together with a smile and a happy life, some poured strong liquor, some slept with their heads covered, and some sneaked into the houses left behind on the island, where many women of good families were imprisoned, and many crimes occurred.

It was rare to get together, the soldiers relaxed and played, and the orders of the seventh master Nazhen only stayed on the lips of the commanders at all levels. The commanders, large and small, were themselves in a merry manner, and the soldiers naturally followed suit and perfunctory to the orders from above. No one knew that dozens of miles away, the beasts were rolling towards Gulang Island under the leadership of an ironclad warship, approaching at an astonishing speed.

As a precaution, the commanders did send many secret sentries to closely monitor the movements of the beasts, but unfortunately, these dark sentries were all killed by Ye Chuan and his party in advance. In order not to alarm the herd, all the warships were docked in the harbor, so that the army seemed to have lost its eyes and ears and did not know the danger of approaching. In addition, the night is getting darker, and the few sentries who are still holding their posts have limited vision and cannot see the danger from the sea.

On the deck of the ironclad warship, Ye Chuan's upright body did not move at all, and behind the ship, there was a mighty wave of demon beasts, and the ship was about to be chased up and torn to pieces if it was a little slower, and everyone's faces were tense, but his face was fearless. On the contrary, looking at Gulang Island in the distance, which is becoming clearer and clearer, his eyes are surging like a torch.

"Patriarch, are you sure that the entrance to the Lost City is in that underground grotto?" Ye Chuan suddenly asked the kraken patriarch standing beside him.

"Sure, absolutely!"

The old man nodded, looking at Gulang Island, which was getting closer and closer, and became excited. Success or failure is in this move, whether it can break into the Lost City of the Race Holy Land again after a hundred years depends on this battle.

"Tonight, death is with us!"

Ye Chuan sneered, and his right hand swiped down to make a head-chopping gesture, and the warship broke through the wind and waves at a faster speed and swept towards Gulang Island.