"Hee-hee~ My name is Bai Ling'er, what's your name, brother?"

Little White Tiger.. No, it should be called Bai Ling'er laughed, tilted his head and asked curiously.

Not long after she was born, she was arrested by Shimen, and she was very curious about many things in the outside world.

"Poor Dao Xuanqing!"

Xuan Qing smiled, and then asked, "Ling'er, you also have the cultivation of the Golden Immortal Realm in the Poor Daoist Temple, why don't you turn into a human form?" ”

Transfiguration?

Bai Ling'er muttered, and then said helplessly: "I am one of the Four Holy Beasts, the White Tiger Clan, if you want to transform into a shape, you need at least the Taiyi Realm." ”

"Alas, I really envy the dragon clan, they can transform casually as soon as they are born."

Hear the words.

Xuan Qing nodded clearly.

In this game world, the more powerful the race, the more difficult it is to transform into a shape.

Although the dragon clan gave birth to a powerful creature like the ancestral dragon, on average, it is still not as strong as the white tiger.

"Okay, you can go with the poor road!"

Xuanqing greeted Bai Ling'er, and then a fresh breeze was struck, and he headed in the direction of Shacheng.

"Woohoo~ People are coming" Bai Ling'er jumped and followed with Gangfeng, the speed was so fast that even if Xuanqing cast a vertical golden light, it couldn't be compared.

Sand City.

Towering city walls.

White Snake Langjun looked at the soldiers of the Wusi Kingdom who were not afraid of death and rushed to the city wall.

At his feet, there is a Moko revelation like a puddle of mud, and the breath of life on his body is weak, making people can't help but wonder if he will hang up in the next moment.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid Shacheng won't be able to hold it!"

A strong man with a resolute face and a burly figure in armor said to the white snake Langjun with a solemn face.

He is the garrison of this sand city, General Yang.

"Don't worry. Go and pacify the soldiers, and continue to defend the city. White Snake Langjun waved his hand.

Although the soldiers who climbed under the city walls were as fragile as ants in his eyes.

But the strange and domineering power of human luck on the battlefield, even if he becomes the emperor of people, he can't stop it.

So.

White Snake Langjun could only watch the enemy soldiers, climbing the high walls of the sand city, slaughtering the soldiers defending the city.

However, he didn't have much to worry about, because as long as he waited until the master came back, everything would naturally be solved.

After such a long time.

In the heart of the White Snake Langjun, there is nothing that his master can't handle, even if it is as powerful as the Three Realms Shimen Guanyin, isn't it also in the hands of the master to suffer one after another?

Hear the words of His Majesty the King.

"This" General Yang looked hesitant, but he also chose to believe in his own lord, His Majesty, even if he ordered the soldiers to defend to the death.

Now.

The battle is getting more and more fierce.

Whether it is the soldiers defending the city or the soldiers of the Tibetan Kingdom of Us, their spirits have been tense to the limit.

In the face of such a steady stream of enemy attacks, more than ten times the defenders of Shacheng, knowing that they could not hold on, they would have collapsed a long time ago.

But the Black Wind Country is different.

The soldiers of the Black Wind Country are not afraid of disability on the battlefield, because they are blessed by the gods, even if they are disabled, as long as they wait for the battlefield to end, they can recover.

They are not still afraid of death, and even have a faint sense of expecting death in their hearts.

Not for anything else.

After his death, he carved a battle monument.. Fame lasts forever, and this is a face-saving achievement!

You can also become a yin spirit, enjoy the protection of the Black Wind Country, do not fall into reincarnation, do not go to hell, and avoid the suffering of reincarnation. That's where the benefits come in.

"Hahaha, a certain family has killed five enemies, and there must be a place on the merit tablet!"

A defender of Sand City, looking down at the spear inserted into his chest, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, but a smile appeared on his face, and he let out bursts of wild laughter.

Such an unusual situation. Let the Tibetan soldiers of Usz in front of him.. My heart felt a chill, and the hand holding the spear couldn't help but loosen a little.

That's what a gap is.

"Die!"

This soldier in Shacheng, who had a gun in his chest, leaned forward, his bloody face hideous. Biting on the throat of a stunned enemy.

"The sixth, foot. . . Enough! ”

Puff~

With a smile on his face, the defenders of this sand city fell from the city walls, and at the end of their lives, not only with the enemy in front of them... He also grabbed the ladder built on the city wall and fell down the city wall together.

This scene.

This is not an isolated case.

In the entire garrison battlefield of Sand City, there are countless such things, and in the face of the defenders of Sand City, who are not even afraid of death, no enemy army can attack the city wall.

Or even say. If it weren't for the overseers on the side of the Tibetan country, who were forced with bows and arrows, and retreated to death, the soldiers besieging the city would have collapsed long ago.

This way.

Compared to the tragedy of Sand City.

Xuanqing and the boy Bai Ling'er who had just been accepted were extremely happy along the way.

Perhaps because he had just escaped from the sea of suffering and felt the joy of freedom for the first time, Bai Ling'er directly evolved into a chatterbox, and various problems followed.

It even made Xuanqing have a feeling of facing the fat girl when he was a child, although he was irritable, but more... But it's a kind of warmth.

"Alright, ahead is the border sand city of the Black Wind Country." Xuanqing pointed to the distance with the dust in his hand, and introduced the little cat Bai Ling'er on his shoulder.

Hear the words.

Bai Ling'er stretched out his front paws and asked curiously while licking and eating.

"Brother Xuanqing, your city seems to be at war, do you need me to help?"

"No!"

Xuanqing waved his hand, "The war of the Terran Dynasty is a battle of national fortunes, if you interfere at will, you will suffer from the national fortunes to eat up your small body, but you can't bear it~"

Between words.

A man and a tiger have already come to the sky above Sand City.

"Sir, you're here!"

White Snake Langjun was excited, and hurriedly harnessed the breeze, came to the other party, bowed and bowed.

Forthwith.

Then he saw a kitten sitting on the old man's shoulder. Not to a little tiger?

"Hehe, this is a newly accepted boy under the Poor Dao Seat, called Bai Ling'er." Xuan Qing said with a smile.

Hear that.

White Snake Langjun couldn't help but glance at the little kitten, and then politely arched his hand and said, "It turned out to be Senior Sister Ling'er, my name is Qingxu!" ”

"I've seen Senior Brother Qingxu!"

Bai Ling'er, who looked like a kitten, stood up on the ground with her hind feet, and her paws were put together as if she were arching her hands.

After saying hello.

"Master, Sand City is about to be breached!" White Snake Langjun looked at the soldiers who were holding on to the city.

"Good!"

Xuan Qing bowed slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

These are just small soldier eggs for a bite to eat, he won't care, but the officers above the centurion will all die!

Others are worried that cause and effect will add to the body, and the national fortune will backfire.

He's not afraid!

(End of chapter)