Nandao felt that she had nothing to say to the rat, so she directly took one of the roast chickens she had left, turned around and jumped onto the riverbank, and slipped away in three or two steps.

The rat and mouse opened their teeth and claws for a while, and waited until Nandao's figure disappeared by the river, but he calmed down again, just sat on the side of the boat, quietly watching everything reflected in the river, and there were two sword lights in the sky.

There were two sword lights in the sky, and Nandao raised his head, looking at the direction where the sword light went, and probably understood what he was going for.

It was the question of whether the northern army could reach Nanyi City smoothly that Zhang Xiaoyu had doubted before.

This made Nandao a little curious, and he who was originally going south, but when he saw this scene, he turned around and walked north.

Gnawing on the roast chicken all the way over, when passing by the Sword Sect Garden, I remembered that this roast chicken was the money paid by this little beard, and I couldn't bear it, so I gave him a chicken leg.

Xiao Hulu thought that Nandao had bought the chicken himself, and when he saw Nandao eating his chicken legs, he was gratefully holding his sword on the doorstep, and tears flowed out of his mouth.

Seeing Hu Lu like this, Nandao was embarrassed to say the truth about this roast chicken to hurt this ignorant young man, and gave him another wing, and then left the Sword Sect Garden and headed towards the north of the city.

Nanyi Castle is not surrounded by mountains, but there are two rather tall mountains to the west and north.

To the west, nature is the Youhuang Mountains, which stretch to the entire territory of Huangliang.

To the north are the Fengqi Mountains where countless small sword sects are hidden.

When the Human Sword Sect was located in Nanyi City, Fengqiling became a buffer zone between the north and south of Huai'an.

Nandao nibbled on roast chicken all the way to the city, because the war still stopped at the edge of Daze, and there were only a few vigilant sword cultivators above the city head in the north of the city.

Nan Dao walked up and they didn't ask, but they just looked at the food in Nan Dao's hand with a little bit of greed, glanced at it a few times, and turned back again.

Nandao ate all the roast chicken in three or two bites.

It's not that it's not divided, it's not much, it's not divided.

Instead of distributing the spoils unevenly, it is better to eat alone happily.

It has been a long time since Senior Brother Sword Sect's sword light.

It has probably reached the territory of Shanyue City on the other side of Fengqi Ridge.

If there is really a large army marching, it is naturally difficult to see here, because of Fengqiling, secular people often need to go around from the east to the east.

Only under special circumstances, when it is necessary to march desperately, will they choose to come directly over the Fengqi Ridge.

But in that case, it represents the practice of giving up the burden and directly taking a gamble.

What kind of choice will they make now in Nanyi City?

Nandao stood at the head of the city, looking at the mountain range that had given birth to countless small sword cultivators, and thought quietly.

Or is it really as Zhang Xiaoyu said, Beitai went crazy and did not choose to go all the way north, but directly stopped all the aid from the north north to the north of Fengqiling?

Nandao looked at the city for a long time, but unfortunately did not see anything, the sun shadow has passed the middle line, and there is still no movement in the north, which inevitably makes people feel a little sad.

But looking back at the south of Nanyi City, there was no movement there.

This puzzled the South Island.

Zhang Xiaoyu's estimate of the time of the conflict should have been much earlier than that, even if they sent 80,000 sword cultivators to the edge of the green mountains in advance, delaying the speed of their attack.

But it's not like there's no movement at all.

The South Island was puzzled.

......

It's not just the South Island that is puzzling.

Even Zhang Xiaoyu, who had been watching with a sword on top of the city, was confused.

It stands to reason that this should not be the case.

The previous battles, as well as the things that the two senior brothers had seen, meant that some people had already come to Daze's side, and more people would come.

And yet nothing is happening now.

It's as if the stories that should have been ready to be told have fallen into the water together, and even the bubbles haven't been able to come up.

At the same time, Qu Shaming, who was with those sword cultivators and served as the temporary commander, also felt a little strange, if they had occasionally seen some figures shuttling through the mountains in the distance before, then now there was no one.

How do you look at it, how do you feel weird.

Qu Shaming held his sword and climbed to the top of the nearest green mountain, looking around at this incomparably quiet mountain land shrouded in faint clouds and mist.

However, nothing was found.

It's not just the brothers who are gone.

Even the figures of those who had come from across the river had disappeared.

In the entire Daze, it seems that only their sword cultivators are left.

Of course, this should only be an illusion.

The illusion that everything is hidden.

Qu Shaming held the sword and looked at it for a long time, and after hesitating for a while, he finally chose to continue to wait in the same place.

When he sat down under a certain tree on the green mountain, Qu Shaming suddenly remembered something.

Earlier, he had sensed that there had been fluctuations of sword intent in the depths of the green mountains.

It's just that those fluctuations were too short-lived, almost fleeting, so he didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

It's just that now that I think about it, it's a little too weird.

It seems that the stagnation of everything began at that time?

Qu Shaming frowned.

But I'm still not sure what happened.

Could it really be that a senior brother found the landing point and cut it off?

......

There is a high probability that Huaimin will not be surnamed Zhang, but he should not be surnamed Chen.

A long time ago, some brothers thought that he and Chen Huaifeng might be brothers based on the similarity of this name, but the habits of the two were very different.

Huaimin often doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, goes out to play cards and wanders around, just like Zhang Xiaoyu.

It's a pity that the brothers and sisters at that time studied for a long time, but they didn't find out what Huaimin's surname was, and they forgot about it later.

So when Huaimin came out of the river with a body of old water vapor, and when he raised his eyes and saw a figure standing in front of him waiting, the first thing Huaimin thought in his heart was, should I tell them directly that in fact, I don't have the surname Zhang or Chen, my surname is Huai?

But Huaimin actually only thought about it in his heart for a moment, and after a moment, he pulled out his sword and stabbed directly at the person with a wet sword intent.

The man seemed to be a little deaf and a little blind, so he stood there and did nothing.

It wasn't until Huaimin's sword was about to stab him in the face that he finally raised his hand.

Then he grasped the sword.

Huaimin actually had a premonition that this would be the case.

Because this person standing by the river was so quiet that he didn't seem to care about his sword at all.

And this casual grip also confirms this.

Huaimin stubbornly controlled the sword in his hand, so that the sword was not drawn by the person opposite.

Raised his head and looked at the person opposite, with long hair, a witch robe, and a young man.

With this kind of characteristic, naturally only Gongzi Wubei, the lucky one who has blown the wind of gods and ghosts.

Huaimin suddenly burst out of sword intent, pulled the sword back in his hand, took a few steps back, and looked at Gongzi Wubei with vigilance.

Childe Wubei looked down at the sword mark in his hand, even though he had the power of a witch and ghost to protect his body, he was still pierced, leaving a line of blood in his palm.

It's just that there was no annoyance in his expression, but he retracted his hand into his sleeve quite quietly, looked at Huaimin and said, "I haven't seen this senior brother." ”

Huaimin looked at the line of fingerprints on his sword body that were eroded by the power of Gongzi Wubei's witch and ghost, and then looked up at Gongzi Wubei, and said: "Senior brother of the Sword Sect, even I can't recognize it, let alone you are a person from the Northern Witch Dao?" ”

Gongzi Wubei smiled softly and said, "But it's a pity, among your senior brothers who have achieved cultivation, I have only seen one so far, and I have sent him to die." ”

Huaimin clenched the sword in his hand, but endured it again, and did not act rashly, *** said quietly: "Life and death are naturally common sense. ”

Childe Wubei said slowly: "Since it is common sense, is it good for senior brother to stay?" ”

Huaimin's expression changed, and he couldn't care so much, the sword wind around him was mighty, and the whole person shot towards the top of the green mountain, and then the sword wind disappeared, and he was about to flee directly into sword light.

However, at the moment when the sword light flickered, the world changed in an instant.

Huaimin clearly turned into sword light and broke through the clouds and mountains.

However, the moment the misty cloud barrier passed through, it turned into something like water, diverging around the sword light.

Or rather, it's water.

It's river water.

The long river that Huaimin had gone into the water to search before.

The sword light dissipated, and Huaimin silently watched his son, who had been looking at his son for a long time by the river not far away.

"Looks like you don't want to kill me."

Huaimin said softly.

Childe Wubei smiled softly and said, "Not necessarily, but I have some more interesting ideas." ”

Huaimin clenched the sword in his hand, frowned and looked at Gongzi Wubei and said, "What an interesting idea." ”

Childe Wubei stretched out a hand from his sleeve, it was an extremely strange witch trick.

Huaimin could only judge by the cold aura emanating from the witch recipe that it was a ghost technique, but what kind of ghost art it was, but he couldn't tell it.

The power of countless rivers of the Styx came from the mountains and rivers, and gradually converged into a vast river between Huaimin and Gongzi Wuxi.

It's not Wuhe.

It's the River Styx.

The sword intent around Huaimin's body surged, stepping on the sword wind, trying to break away from the River Styx.

But after all, he was just a sword cultivator in the small path realm, and naturally it was impossible for him to easily break away from the ghost art in the hands of the spirit witch.

After struggling for a long time, he was finally pushed by a whole river of Styx and fell in front of Childe Wubei.

Childe looked at Huaimin who was trapped by the River Styx quietly, and said softly: "That's such an interesting idea." ”

As the words fell, countless ghost winds surged above the River Styx, but they ignored the sword intent sword wind around Huaimin's body and directly submerged into Huaimin's body.

Huaimin felt the cold aura that went straight to the sea of gods.

Finally understood something, while retracting his sword intent into the Shenhai and trying to resist the invasion of those breaths, he looked at Gongzi Wubei in horror.

"What do you want to do?"

Huaimin's struggle didn't make much sense, so Gongzi Wubei didn't care, but just quietly stretched out a hand and pointed it at the center of his eyebrows.

An illusory figure was pulled out of Huaimin's divine sea and landed in the river Styx around him.

The soul is separated from the body, even if Huaimin is a disciple of the Sword Sect in the world, it is difficult for him to have the ability to resist anymore.

Even if it is an authentic Taoist monk, he is powerless.

Childe looked at Huaimin's soul quietly, and then the power of the witches and ghosts around his body surged, entwining the bodies of the two.

Until both eyes open and close at the same time.

Huaimin's spirit stood in the middle of the River Styx, watching this scene in amazement.

Childe raised his hand and waved away the River Styx. Huaimin's spirit also dissipated in the River Styx.

It's for the return.

Then he quietly looked at the body of this Sword Sect disciple.

"Do something really fun."

Childe said quietly.

......

The sword cultivators, who were wandering by the river at the edge of the green mountains, encountered their first head-on conflict.

It's a person from the North Witch Road.

Although there are only a small witch of nearly 100 people.

But on the Lingnan Sword Cultivation side, under the hasty response, there are still a lot of people who have died.

As soon as Qu Shaming noticed the battle, he stepped on his sword and left.

Fortunately, there are not enough people on the Beiwu Dao side, and the biggest advantage of Lingnan sword cultivation is naturally that they have enough monks.

After a short but rapid conflict, the sword cultivators who continued to rush to the aid also succeeded in repelling those Northern Witch Dao people.

When Qu Shaming came, the sword cultivators had already collected their swords and were cleaning up the battlefield.

Qu Shaming stood by the river where the battle had just begun, rather puzzled, and looked deeper into the big river and green mountains.

I don't understand why the entire people of the Witch Ghost Dao chose to jump out when they were standing still.

A Lingnan sword cultivator walked over with a sword on his back, bowed to the pensive Qu Shaming, and said, "Senior brother." ”

Qu Shaming came back to his senses, looked at the sword cultivator and asked, "What?" ”

The Lingnan sword cultivator turned his head and pointed to some sword cultivators who had died in a hurry by the river not far away, and said softly, "We need to arrange some people to send them back to Lingnan." ”

Qu Shaming was silent for a while, and said, "This is natural, you can arrange it yourself." ”

The man bowed and said, "Thank you, senior brother." ”

Qu Shaming sighed softly and said, "It's Nanyi City that should thank you Lingnan Sword Sect." If this kind of thing happens in the future, try to focus on survival strength. ”

Qu Shaming looked up at the mountains and peaks that were spreading towards the sky, and said slowly: "This will not be the main battlefield. ”

The sword cultivator nodded, turned around and walked towards the people of the Sword Sect.

Qu Shaming turned his head and quietly looked at the direction in which the people of the Northern Witch Dao retreated, still unable to understand the reason for this battle.

Could it be that he thought too much, and it was really just an abrupt encounter between the two sides in the vast green mountains?

Qu Shaming was silent for a long time, and was about to leave here, but his expression suddenly changed, and he looked at the depths of the green mountain.

The aura of sword intent appeared there again.

.......

After Nandao finished nibbling on the roast chicken, he walked south along the city wall, and then he was surprised to see the gentlemen of the Hanging Courtyard in the east of the city.

The gentlemen didn't look very flustered, boiling tea and drinking on the stove at the head of the city, and many Lingnan sword cultivators also gathered around, sharing tea and drinking on the side.

This made the South Island a little confused.

Are you in the wrong place?

Still misremembered.

In fact, nothing happened, and the gentlemen only took advantage of the last bit of March to come to the city to blow the wind?

But the existence of those sword cultivators obviously negates this conjecture.

Nandao was still stunned, but Mr. Xie and the others, who were surrounded by the crowd, had already seen this stunned teenager holding an umbrella.

"South Island?"

Nan Dao followed the voice and looked over, it was Mr. Xie.

But what Nandao didn't expect was that there was also Mr. Mei who was surrounded by everyone.

Doesn't Lao Mei know how to cultivate?

What is he doing here?

Minamijima scratched his head and walked over and saluted the gentlemen.

"I've seen all the gentlemen."

The gentlemen smiled back, but they didn't pay much attention to it, but Mr. Mei and Mr. Xie were quite curious about the reason why Nandao appeared here.

"Why are you here?"

Mr. Xie looked at Nandao and asked.

Nandao smiled and said, "Well, it's just a casual stroll." ”

Mr. Mei waved his hand, poured another cup of tea and handed it to Nandao, and said, "Chen He, that kid said to go shopping casually, I naturally believe it, as for you, forget it, you don't look like a casual person." ”

Nan Dao took the tea, squatted on the side and drank it, and said, "Isn't it that I have been with Chen He for a long time and have learned badly." ”

Mr. May: "....... I wouldn't have invited you to tea if I had known. ”

Nanjima laughed.

Mr. Xie casually drank tea and watched the two chat, but he was also a little more serious and instructed: "It doesn't matter if you come out for a walk, but it may not be too *** recently, if there is something, it is better to go back to the city as soon as possible." ”

Nandao nodded and said, "Got it, thank you sir." ”

Nan Dao said, but suddenly remembered something, looked at Mr. Xie and the others and said, "Why are the gentlemen all here?" ”

Mr. Xie was silent for a while, and looked at Mr. Ming of the Witch Ghost Courtyard who had been holding a cup and drinking tea on the side and had not said anything, the latter was not silent, but just looked at Nan Dao and said: "Because we are not the cultivators of the Human Sword Sect, if we really match the people on the other side of the Witch Ghost Dao, they will not have any scruples, on the contrary, because of our identity as Mr. Xuanxuanyuan, we may even cause more trouble, in this case, we naturally choose to come to the side of the battlefield and fight soy sauce...... Hit the cover. ”

Mr. Ming accidentally said his true thoughts as he spoke, but fortunately he reacted in time, coughed twice, and changed his mind.

"......" Nandao was a little speechless.

But what Mr. Ming said does seem to have some truth?

After all, the Blade is not dead.

The Witch Ghost Daoist really dared to slaughter the disciples of the Sword Sect at all costs, and in the future, Cong Blade would come back, and the entire Huangliang would have to turn the sky again.

Nandao seems to understand why, according to Zhang Xiaoyu and their words, everything is obviously ready, but they still have to wait for the entry of many forces in the world.

Maybe that's why it's here.

If the Human Sword Sect didn't care about fighting hard with the Witch Ghost Dao, it would naturally force them to go the way.

For both sides, it doesn't seem like a happy thing to see.

Thinking of this, Nandao finally understood why the current situation was so awkwardly frozen.

The purpose of letting people enter is to defuse conflicts.