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In the middle of the night, the north wind whirled, and Ling Fox sat on a raised stone, staring silently into the mire. The idea that Narcissus had come up with last night reminded him of this swamp. There are two reasons: one is that this special environment is conducive to his ambush, and it can also make the strong people of all races believe that there are strange treasures here. Second, there is also one of his allies who is not an accomplice, and he believes that even if he doesn't ask for it, as long as these strong people step into the swamp to hunt for treasure, the Blue Devil Clam will definitely take action.

Now, his only puzzle is how to convince the powerhouses of all races that there are anti-heaven treasures here? After all, the blood clan knows that there are king-level demonic beasts here, and ordinary treasures may not be able to attract those powerhouses.

With a soft exhalation, a black mist rose. The night charm stood behind him, her long hair fluttering in the wind, and she had a fluttering rhyme. Approaching Linghu, Night Charm gently sat down with her knees hugged, turned her face sideways, and there were a few slight wrinkles at the corners of her slightly upturned eyes, which were the sequelae of vain use of the holy weapon and overdrawing her vitality. Naturally, she didn't tell her about this. "What do you want?" she chuckled, drawing closer.

Quietly changing his posture and pulling away some distance, Ling Hu smiled undeniably: "I'm thinking about how to simulate the kind of emperor-level spirit grass called Qingling Jade Lotus that you said." ”

Sensing his subtle movements, Ye Mei smiled bitterly, combed his slightly messy hair with his fingers, and said faintly: "I have only heard of this kind of spirit grass, but I have never seen it, but it can be produced in the mire, and it is tempting enough to cause changes in heaven and earth, I discussed it with Xuan Feng, and there is only this Qingling Jade Lotus." ”

Bow slightly. Ling Hu Jue said softly: "Can you tell me more about this Qingling Jade Lotus?"

Hold your hands on your knees and prop up your cheeks. Night Charm pondered, "It's written in the classics. This royal grade Qingling jade lotus is about three feet high, with one flower, six branches, and the whole body is as white as jade, exuding a unique fragrance. When it is not ripe, it hides in the depths of the mire, and only when it is about to ripen, it will be in the sky when the moon is empty. Emerge from the mire and swallow the essence of the moonlight. Whenever this time, there is a pillar of green and white air to communicate with the world, and this time is said to be very short, no more than half a incense at most. ”

Ling Hu silently remembered every point that Ye Mei said, and after confirming that he would not miss anything, he looked up at the sky, there was still a little time before the bright moon was in the sky, so he asked curiously: "What is the effect of this Qingling Jade Lotus." Why do you say that no monk can resist its temptation? ”

The interesting hope made the fox desperate, and the night charm smiled lightly: "The "Breaking Pill" is refined with the leaves of Qingling Jade Lotus as the main medicine. It can increase the success rate of monks in breaking through the knighthood, experiencing the heavenly tribulation, and becoming the king by sixty percent, over the years, the powerhouses of all races who have not hidden in the secret realm have basically relied on this elixir to become kings. Moreover, this is not the main thing, the most important thing is that the lotus flower of Qingling Yulian can be equipped with the imperial spirit pill that the emperor-level powerhouse needs, and it is the immortal pill used by the emperor-level powerhouse for cultivation. ”

What? It made the fox's heartstrings tremble, and his face changed suddenly. The effect of Qingling Jade Lotus Demon has exceeded his expectations, if those hidden powerhouses rush to come, then his sin will be great.

Night Charm looked at Ling Fox's handsome face, knowing what he was worried about, after snorting, he glanced at him with a slight amorous sideways glance and said: "Look at you, we are so brainless, spiritual grasses like Qingling Yulian are unattainable, every time a vision appears, it is only three days, and when it appears again, I don't know that it is tens of thousands of miles away." Therefore, even if those emperors knew the news, they would not rush to come, unless they were nearby. And the most important point is that, according to the classics, Qingling Yulian is clear and jade, and is particularly sensitive and repulsive to blood qi, so if a strong person like the Blood Clan and the Blood Elf Clan dares to appear near the vision, it will provoke the anger of the public. ”

Ling Hu Jue was relieved at this time, and glanced at the night charm gratefully, and it can be seen from this incident that the night charm is indeed well-intentioned.

"What, want to thank me?" Night Charm, who understood the meaning in her eyes, suddenly grabbed Ling Fox's arm and raised her face to say coquettishly.

looked at the wrapped arm, which made the fox nervous for a moment, his lips twitched, but he couldn't speak.

Night Charm was not a shy woman in the first place, and at this time she said reluctantly: "Say, how do you want to thank me?" This "say", the expression is coquettish and charming, which makes people's hearts ripple and their bones are soft.

By scratching his head, Ling Hu Jue withdrew his hand away, and used a smile to hide the panic of the moment.

"Okay, I won't force you. Night Charm pouted at the diamond-shaped, red mouth, and clasped her hands on her knees again, as if she was not satisfied. Don't look at her aggrieved, but her heart is sweet, she knows what it means to be unfast, and it is most appropriate to deal with a strange man like Linghu Jue who is cold and soft-hearted and has deep roots.

Looking at the blushing, shy but sassy Night Charm, Ling Hu Jue sighed secretly in his heart and lowered his gaze, and that gaze was so solemn: "Night Charm, there is something I have to make clear to you." ”

As if sensing what he was going to say, Night Charm trembled involuntarily, and stopped with a forced smile: "Don't say it, I don't want to hear it now." ”

Seeing that Night Charm's reaction was so resentful, Ling Hu Jue felt even more deeply guilty and uneasy, and he felt that he shouldn't be so vague, and he just wanted to speak.

The night charm, who was observant, had already taken the lead and said, "The hour is almost up, so don't prepare yet." ”

Linghu Jue looked up at it, and sure enough, Haoyue was in the air. I can only hold back my emotions that seem to be a little rippling because of guilt, and smile bitterly.

This smile made Night Charm's previous joy completely disappear, and she knew that, at least at this moment, Ling Hu Jue was still alone in her heart. Her expression became bleak, and she quietly turned her face sideways, preventing Ling Hu Jue from seeing the tears looming in her eyes.

With a long sigh, Ling Hu Jue stood up, his eyes staring at the sky deeply, as if he was thinking about a difficult question, a tightly entangled knot......... After a moment, he whispered, "Rule, do as you like." ”

This seemed to contain a little sorrow in his low voice, three feet away, in the sinister pitch-black swamp area. An identical Qingling jade lotus as described by Night Charm emerged. The thin mist rose with a trace of aura. In the ugly quagmire where the bubbles rise, it is even more aura, and there is an ethereal charm that comes out of the mud without staining.

Even the night ghost, who knew that it was fake, had a feeling of amazement in an instant, she slowly stood up, her cheeks were dyed with a faint color because of this floating aura, and she looked more and more charming and sad, and muttered: "That's it." ”

Closing his eyes, Ling Hu Jue imagined the vision of a pillar of air soaring into the sky in the spirit platform. In the quagmire, a hazy white gas also rose. Lingering, curling and rising, in the air five zhang high, the formation of a blue and white jade-like pillar of air, facing the bright moon straight into the sky, like a spiritual bridge connected in the endless sky, across the heaven and earth.

The atmosphere of that moment is extremely beautiful.

Let the night charm feel like falling into a dream, she turned her face and stared obsessively at Ling Hujue who closed her eyes and stared intently, a pair of beautiful eyes shining with a strange light. The light is stunning. It's just that Linghu never saw it, waiting for him to put away the law of his will. When the heavens and the earth were bleak again, the night ghost's gaze became quiet and soft. "How's it going?" Ling Fox said eagerly, his chest heaving.

"Not good? But it's enough to fool around. Fearing that Ling Hu Jue would mention the topic of Fang Cai again, Night Charm retracted her fluctuating heartstrings, pretending to be extremely natural, leaving a string of clear voices, and then turning into an element and submerging into Ling Hu Jue's body.

Shaking his head helplessly, Linghu Jue unleashed his elven wings, turning into a streamer of light, and flew towards the outside of the swamp. Such a big vision, if the soldiers on the tower of the fortress did not find it, it was unless they were blind.

Flying high in the wind, Ling Hu Jue looked down at the three fortresses standing in the distance, like a huge monster crawling, and his eyes were very solemn. He was now accustomed to this three-dimensional feeling, but to be honest, every time he looked down in the air, the undulating ground still gave him a mysterious, vast, and unpredictable feeling.

He deliberately did not cast a magic shield, and let the fierce wind tug at the skin of his body, feeling the mystery of the wind in the slightest tightness. He has too many trivial matters, and he doesn't have time to cultivate well, and his realm promotion is slow, and there are also reasons for this. Under the trade-off, he could only use every free time to cultivate.

When he arrived in the sky above Duolun City, he regained his mind and slowly descended, and his skin felt slowly changed from a cold to a gentle breeze. He chose the place where he landed cleverly, on the inside of the tower, so as not to attract the attention of the soldiers who defended the city.

Putting away his wings, he was about to jump towards the city tower, when an eager and obviously suppressed voice came from the side: "Third brother, what's wrong with you?"

The answer was a groan of pain. Linghu Jue's footsteps faltered, and he turned and walked in the direction where the voice came from. It was a watchtower about two feet high, and he jumped lightly, and the moment he touched the ground on tiptoe, out of the corner of his eye, he saw several soldiers half-crouching in a circle.

"What's going on?" Ling Hujue's clear voice suddenly remembered that startled the soldiers, and he turned around, his expression stunned for a moment, and his face flushed with excitement. Qi Qi got up and gave a military salute, and said in a trembling voice: "Division commander." ”

Through the gap between them and their standing figures, Ling Hu Jue saw a soldier lying flat, moaning in a low voice. Linghu took a few quick steps, squatted down, and touched the soldier's forehead, which was hot. Without the slightest hesitation, a stream of white light leaked out of his palm and invaded the soldier's body.

After a while, the soldier woke up slowly, and when his pupils took in the half-crouching face of Ling Hu Jue, he trembled and wanted to struggle to get up, but was held by Ling Hu Jue with one hand. Looking at the division commander who was close at hand, the soldier said in a trembling voice: "Division commander." ”

Linghu Jue motioned for him not to go down, turned his face and said, "Help him down, drink a bowl of ginger soup, and there should be nothing wrong." "This soldier has typhoid fever, which is caused by severe cold, and it comes in a hurry, and it goes slowly, and it is very troublesome. Although this disease can be eliminated by hand in the magic realm of Linghu, magic is not omnipotent, and the effect also depends on the physique and physical potential of the recipient.

"No, division commander, I can hold on. The soldier argued, and stood up strongly, staggering, but his expression still showed such tenacity.

"It's an order. Linghu would not allow him to argue, and said in a low voice. Two soldiers hurriedly helped the soldier, looking at the three people who wanted to stand up straight, but were still shivering in the cold wind, Ling Hu Jue sighed and said: "Go down, you two don't need to come up, I will stay here in front of the sentry." "He's not pretentious. The army has the rules of the army. Even if you are sick. Nor can it be off-the-stake.

"Yes. "These soldiers have not heard of the deeds of the division commander, and the one who does not understand the temperament of the division commander does not insist, but his voice is a little choked up in his answer.

The three soldiers walked down the sentry tower, and Ling Hu Jue picked up a slightly dirty animal skin on the ground and draped it over the shoulders of the remaining soldier, who was very young, seventeen or eighteen years old at most. The slightly immature face was a little blue, he raised his head, his eyes flickered, and the cramped appearance that wanted to speak clearly fell into Ling Hujue's eyes.

"What's your name, when did you join the division?" said Ling Hu Jue with a smile and calm.

Half-lowering his eyes, a little uneasy and excited, the soldier's voice trembled a little and said: "Commander of the Qiqi Division, my name is Qingfeng, I am a native of Mingte City, and I joined the division after the ground moved. At this point, he seemed to remember something. Raising his head, he said with some trembling: "Division commander." Just now, outside the city, a hundred miles to the southwest, a strange pillar of light appeared. ”

Ling Hu Jue was about to ask if he had seen anything abnormal, but when he said this, he blocked the words. After only bowing his head slightly, he continued to say gently: "You are still a recruit, to be honest, are you afraid?"

Ling Hujue's approachable posture made this soldier named Qingfeng emboldened, stood up straight, raised his head and said, "Commander of the Qiyu Division, I'm not afraid." ”

Taking a long breath, Ling Hu said solemnly: "Yes, are you really not afraid of this cold and freezing weather?"

"Don't be afraid. Qingfeng's newborn calf's temper came up, and he said with a stalk in his neck: "Those brutes in Kotru killed my brother and kicked and injured my mother, and it was the falcon division that rescued my mother from the rubble and gave us food." My mother said that to be a human being, you must remember the bite of others, but also think about the good of others, so I am not afraid. ”

"Remember other people's bites and think about other people's good. Ling Hu Jue silently recited, from this ordinary sentence he felt a simple emotion, and lowered his voice in the touch: "Your mother said very well, so what kind of person do you want to become in the future?"

Hardly without any hesitation, the young soldier named Qingfeng said excitedly, "I want to be a Flame Cavalry. ”

This answer was quite surprising, and he said with a little confusion: "Why?"

Qingfeng began to flutter, but in the face of the division commander he admired the most, the blood in his heart was ignited, and a light intertwined with anger and hatred shot out of his eyes: "I want to avenge my brother." ”

This simple reason made Ling Hu Jue a little stunned, and said puzzledly: "Then can't you now? Why do you have to become a Flame Cavalry?"

Qingfeng's young face exuded a clear brilliance, he was so determined, so innocent: "Commander of the Qiqi Division, I know that the Flame Cavalry is the elite of the elite in our division, and it is not easy to enter, but I must go in." Everywhere the wolf goes, he eats meat, and the calf hides in a corner and is beaten, so I will be the wolf. ”

Wherever the wolf goes, he eats meat, and the calf hides in a corner and is beaten. This sentence has long been heard by the fox, the first to say this sentence was the Xiuda patriarch, and later it was transferred by Tusu, who often said it when training the cavalry, and now, it has become the most commonly used mantra of the scorching cavalry.

"Good, good. Linghu Jue remembered the Xiuda patriarch because of these words, remembered himself when he was in the tribe, and looked at the familiar look in front of him, he patted Qingfeng's shoulder with some emotion, and encouraged: "I believe that you can become the strongest wolf in our falcon division, and at that time, I will personally give you armor." ”

"Division commander. Qingfeng was moved, he didn't expect that on such a night, he could hear the words he had been silently encouraging himself from the mouth of the division commander he admired the most.

Linghu patted him on the shoulder again with a smile, just about to say a few more words. Hurried footsteps rang out from outside the watchtower, and as they quickly ascended the stairs, a squad leader leading a few panting soldiers.

As soon as he went upstairs, he gave a military salute, and the squad leader, who was about the same age as Linghu, gasped, and said with a little uneasiness: "Division commander, it's the fault of his humble position." When he saw the soldiers from before, he knew that the division commander was guarding the sentry tower, so he immediately brought people over.

Linghu didn't mean to blame him, he could see that it was the soldier who had been holding on and not saying anything about his illness. After inquiring in detail about the physical condition of the soldiers recently, he prepared to leave. He is not a hypocritical person, since the soldiers are here, he, the commander of the division, will be a little pretentious if he persists.

As soon as he walked to the staircase, he thought of something, turned around, looked at Qingfeng who was reluctant but held his head high, and said in a low voice: "Qingfeng, if this battle is won, you, and I are still alive, then you come to me, if you want to be the wolf king, you must first learn to run, I will give you a piece of grassland, let you gallop." With that, he turned around and walked downstairs.

The night is deep, the air is cold and gloomy, and the residual voice of the fox is like a trembling string, which is so shocking, so touching, every word is so solid, generous, sincere, containing infinite encouragement, in the simple feeling of the green wind, there is no flaw, a little pretentious......

Looking at the back of Ling Hu Jue disappearing into the night, Qing Feng, who had been lost in the confused eyes of everyone, suddenly leaned out and shouted heartbreakingly: "Division Commander, wait for me, I will definitely survive." ”

The roar of the milk tiger made the fox hear it, and he smiled slightly, his decision came from Xuan Feng's reminder: this young man has a bloody aura that ordinary people do not have, if he signs a contract with the blood elf, the two will complement each other, and the future is unlimited.

Walking slowly, Ling Hu Jue silently counted in his heart: Wu Xie, Tong'er, plus this Qingfeng, there are many successors to King's Landing Hall.

"I'm optimistic about Wu Xie. This young man has good roots and a good heart, and the most important thing is that he can endure and has the style of a general. The night ghost inside began to give her opinion.

"No, no, Princess Mei, I have a different opinion on this, I think Qingfeng is a better child, with a pure personality, kindness, and a bloody aura, you don't know, as long as he cultivates the secret skills of my clan, with the assistance of my clan, the progress, a thousand miles a day, a few years later, is enough to catch up with the falcon." Xuan Feng retorted when he saw that he was happy.

The two argued, but Linghu Jue did not participate, in his heart, he was actually more optimistic about the pupil who had an enmity with him, this young man, with high talent, resolute personality, and bold, with such ruthlessness.

He thought to himself, completely unaware that he had neglected a child who most resembled him.

In the backyard of a house in Minte City, the faint moonlight fell, the goose-paw-sized snowflakes flew all over the sky, and the cold wind was also whistling, and the weather was so cold that even the air seemed to be frozen. But it was such a late night, such weather, a thin figure was moving in the courtyard, judging from the sweat on his face, he should have been practicing for a long time.

With a soft snort in a lowered voice, he slowly retracted his momentum and combed his long messy hair, revealing a small red face that was none other than one of the surviving children of the Red Moon Tribe: Lucas. Ever since he moved into Minter, he has never stopped training hard. Although he heard the news that Uncle Linghu had taken revenge for thousands of miles and returned victoriously a few days ago, he did not have a trace of joy, and in his heart, there was only one thought: that is, to become a person like Uncle Linghu, to protect the Red Moon Tribe, and not allow anyone to invade again.

He raised his face and looked in the direction of the Red Moon Tribe, with a terrifying firmness, and burst out from the Jun eyes that were slightly raised at the corners of his eyes, and muttered: "Patriarch Xiuda, I haven't forgotten what you said, when Uncle Linghu is old, I will protect the Red Moon Tribe." ”

In the dark, he seemed to see that the rugged face of the Xiuda patriarch was nodding to him in the sky, showing a smiling face. In an instant, tears slid down, and before he could hit the ground, he wiped his eyes and jumped again. The killing of the extermination made this precocious child appreciate the cruelty of survival early, and also created his heart that wants to become a strong man and wants to protect!