The Qingzhou border pass ushered in the morning light, and the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty who had been guarding on the mottled city wall all night but were still in good spirits stretched their muscles and bones.

The army of the Western Regions has just returned, and it must be difficult to make a comeback in a short time, but none of these Tang Dynasty warriors relaxed their vigilance, and even when they stretched their muscles, they also looked at the plain in the distance.

The first breeze with a sense of summer heat came to the face, and the sight was the dense camp tent in the Western Regions at the end of the eyesight.

The tents of the Western Regions army are not uniformly arranged, because there are many countries, each country is divided into a piece of area, and all kinds of flags are fluttering in the wind!

This morning's 100,000 troops in the Western Regions seemed to stretch to the horizon, and there was some bustle in the camp tent, because the Son of Light was about to come to the barracks.

The commander of the army of the Western Regions, the purple-clothed priest Situ, who is second only to the six major sacrifices in the Holy See, led dozens of yuan prizes and the commanders of various countries out of the camp early, ready to welcome the Son of Light.

Of course, just these thirty or forty people were not enough to highlight the solemnity, and the ten thousand golden knights brought by the Holy See had already lined up a majestic procession on the plain.

The Golden Knights are the private armed forces of the Holy See, not to mention the gorgeous golden armor, but the tall and sturdy horses are full of momentum wherever they go.

But obviously, the characters who came here today were a little too big, and the procession of 10,000 golden knights not only did not show its grandeur, but looked a little shabby when the main lord arrived!

At the end of Situ's field of vision, the gods who were three feet tall and scattered like countless beams of light were the first to come into view.

Before the shrine, 10,000 white-clothed barefoot ascetics opened the way, reciting the teachings of light, and their voices were like Brahman, floating in the air and falling into their ears, giving people the illusion of enlightenment.

On both sides of the shrine is the solemn guard of honor of the Holy See, whose flags of light flutter in the wind. The bright girl splashed flower petals, and the golden knight only set off on both sides, and the battle was like the Holy See being in charge!

Situ looked at this scene and was extremely worried in his heart, although he knew that this son of light, who was regarded as a waste a few days ago, had turned over, but he didn't expect that the Holy See would send him to travel and give such a big battle.

The battle does not represent a qiē, but it is enough to represent Liu Yichen's status in the Holy See at this time.

Situ hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, leading several generals and Tongling of the major powers to cross 10,000 golden knights and fall to the ground, shouting: "Bright and eternal!"

Situ's kneeling really shocked countless people, and the people behind him naturally followed suit, and the ten thousand golden knights also dismounted and shouted in unison: "Bright and eternal!"

These four big characters spread throughout the tents of the 100,000 army. fell into Liu Yichen's ears, but it made him feel salty and not light.

Shenyu finally stopped in front of Situ, Liu Yichen lifted the curtain, and only said softly: "High Priest Situ, are you okay lately?"

Situ had almost buried his face in the ground, and at this time, Liu Yichen did not let everyone get up, but just a greeting, which immediately made everyone understand that the Son of Light was going to stand up!

Liu Yichen naturally wanted to stand up, and he asked himself if he would be able to march and fight. But it won't be controlled!

Situ immediately replied: "Shang An, it's just that he suffered a defeat a few days ago, and he asked the Son of Light to take charge of the handsome seal. ”

Liu Yichen smiled slightly, and he said, "It's all up." "But I didn't say whether I wanted to be in charge of this handsome seal!

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When Liu Yichen arrived at the plains outside Qingzhou in the Tang Dynasty. The Holy See High Priest was dozing off.

He was used to dozing anywhere, but after dozing off this time, his face was not as comfortable as usual, but solemn to the extreme.

He knew it was another day. And the ascetic has not returned.

So he stood up, didn't say hello to anyone, and walked out of the Holy See of Light. Ignoring the prostration of the followers of the Holy See along the way.

Four days later, the high priest came to the town of Stan, where the ascetic was, and was so eager that he should have found the ascetic at once and pushed the door in, but when he reached his destination, he took a leisurely step, and first crossed the hut where the ascetic lived, and began to wander.

Stan Town is very poor, naturally there is no high priest can enter the scenery, and the people here seem to be a little stupid, most of them choose to dodge when they see strangers, and a few people will only grin at the corners of their mouths, and laugh silly.

The high priest walked around, but did not notice anything peculiar about the town, so he came to the courtyard where the ascetic lived, and knocked lightly on the door three times.

The ascetic who opened the door saw the high priest, and was not surprised in the slightest, and after entering the room, he took out some inferior tea leaves with great interest, and made a small pot of boiling water.

The high priest sat down on a wooden chair, looked at the small teapot with a missing spout and a corner, and still did not speak, and his eyebrows frowned a little deeper.

When Ascetic handed him a cup of steaming, bitter tea, his eyebrows furrowed to the extreme, and when he tasted it, he almost didn't squirt out.

The ascetic was a little dissatisfied and said, "Waste!"

The high priest did not answer, his eyebrows did not stretch out, he put down the teacup and looked at the ascetic silently, the eyes that should have been full of sleepiness were full of light at this time.

The ascetic did not speak again, but tasted the tea with a beautiful face.

All that remained in the room was the unsightly sound of the high priest's ears, the sound of an ascetic sipping of tea, and every now and then he smashed his mouth.

This silence was finally broken by the high priest after the ascetic had drunk a small pot of tea.

He spoke, "When will you go back to the Holy See?"

The ascetic didn't hide anything, and replied softly: "There are some things I haven't figured out yet, so I'll go back if I figure it out." ”

The high priest showed a rare look, his eyebrows raised, and his eyes said angrily: "I have figured it out, I'm afraid I won't come back!"

The ascetic did not give a strong answer in the face of such a violent reaction from the high priest.

"Let's figure it out. These four words seem extremely perfunctory.

The High Priest took a deep breath and said softly, "You should know about the return of the Son of Light to glory. ”

"You helped him?"

"Yes. ”

"It's a good thing, the Holy See needs top-notch combat power. ”

The high priest straightened his body at this time, looked at the ascetic indifference, and continued to whisper: "You should know my intentions. ”

The ascetic finally narrowed his eyes slightly: "Are you afraid that I will be persuaded by Mr. to subvert the Holy See?"

"Yes, I'm not sure who died at the hands of Mr. now, but you concealed your husband's whereabouts, and I only found out that you were here afterwards, which is obviously not in the interests of the Western Regions and the Holy See. ”

"It is estimated that Wen Qingfeng is dead, if Scar Curly doesn't go to the Great Wilderness, he won't die, if he goes, he will also die. ”

The high priest waved his hand and said, "I don't care who dies, I care if your faith in the light is still strong!"

"Naturally firm!" the ascetic looked out the window at the bright sun.

The high priest took a deep breath and said sharply, "Light doesn't need two kinds of faith!"

The ascetic turned his head and asked, "The son of light is interesting, and it is even more interesting for you to support him." ”

The high priest suddenly fell silent and said, "He has obtained the Bright Skeleton, and it is possible to reach the Divine Power Realm in a short time!"

Ascetic wasn't too surprised, but he still exclaimed, "Bright bones? ”

"Don't understand what?"

"I don't know why my predecessor, who believed in darkness and light, would leave this kind of thing after his death. ”

The high priest's expression changed dramatically, and he said, "You have indeed changed. ”

The ascetic replied simply and lightly: "The Western Regions cannot stick to the same rules. ”

The high priest looked dejected and said, "You better figure it out here." ”

"Goodbye then. Ascetic smiled slightly.

The high priest stood up, but he felt that his body trembled a little, and when he pushed open the door, he didn't feel that the sun was shining today, but he felt that the sky in the Western Regions was overcast and hazy!

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The news of the arrival of the Children of Light in the Western Regions cannot be hidden.

The Qingzhou border pass has been informed, but they don't care, because in their opinion, everything is good, and after all, they will be beheaded by Sheng Tang.

But Fa Yi didn't think so, he knew that the so-called Son of Light was the enemy of Zhang Xiaodao and Wang Daniu, but he had no intention of intervening in personal grievances, the important thing was that the Son of Light was once a prosperous Tang Dynasty.

This is an unforgivable thing for Fayi, so after hearing the news, Fayi inexplicably asked for battle in front of Yuan Yue.

Yuan Yue didn't know what to do, so he inquired carefully, and learned that the so-called son of light actually had such a background, and he was immediately furious.

However, as the defender of the city, if the Tang Dynasty did not have a special purpose, or saw the fighter plane, he would naturally not open the city gate to fight.

But within five days of this anger, a soldier sent a report of the battle, saying that the Son of Light had come to the city alone.

Yuan Yue and the others quickly rushed to the city wall, and immediately saw that on the plain, the young man who had been coated with a layer of brilliance by the starlight was standing quietly.

Behind him there was no 100,000 army of the Holy See ready to go, but Situ and other generals rode horses and fell far behind Liu Yichen.

No one knew what Liu Yichen was going to do, but Liu Yichen smiled when he saw Yuan Yue and asked, "Is Zhang Xiaodao here?"

The three characters of Zhang Xiaodao are naturally known to everyone in today's Tang Dynasty, and there are more than 10,000 soldiers on the city wall, so they subconsciously looked at Yuan Yue.

Yuan Yue shouted: "Xiao'er, why do you have this question?"

Liu Yichen, whose temperament has changed greatly, raised his finger lightly and said: "Although this seat is a son of light, he doesn't know how to march and fight, the only thing he can do is to provoke a strong enemy, I heard that Zhang Xiaodao is a leader in this generation of the Tang Dynasty, and today is naturally to write a war book!"

Yuan Yue frowned slightly, and without waiting for an answer, Liu Yichen's finger pointed to the sky, and a beam of light did not enter the night, but in the blink of an eye, the night was like a hubo with countless ripples, and the light emerged in the ripples, and the night was no more!

"This is the war book!" he shouted. (To be continued......)