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At this time, Linghu Jue met two people in the camp that he did not expect, Marlena and Wasu. "Why are you here?" Ling Fox Jue was surprised, and suddenly caught up, shaking Wasu's hand vigorously, his eyes sincere and joyful.

Wasu also smiled innocently, his face full of admiration and excitement, he opened his mouth to say something, but his lips moved and he couldn't say it, he just turned his face sideways and looked at Marina.

Ma Lina was still wrapped in the white robe, standing timidly, seeing Ling Hujue's gaze moving to herself, a bright and soft smile floated, and Ying Ying half bowed and said, "Brother Linghu, long time no see." ”

"Hehe, sit. Linghu greeted him eagerly, and when he saw that Wasu was still standing a little embarrassed, he quickly pulled him down with a smile and said, "What's the matter?

His face immediately turned red, and he hurriedly waved his hand and explained, "No-yes, brother-brother." ”

After laughing suddenly, Ling Hu took a sip of the fragrant tea that Mansi had been with, and said very sincerely: "It's cold, have you suffered all the way?"

Inexplicably, her heartstrings trembled, and Marlena preemptively said, "It's nothing, I encountered a little trouble, but fortunately someone helped." For fear that Linghu Jue would ask more questions, he immediately changed the topic and said, "Brother Linghu, how can you fight in a good manner?"

Smiling, Ling Hu Jue said crisply: "This matter is a long story, by the way, how did you find here?"

A strange light suddenly shot out of her eyes, and Marlena said with some excitement: "Brother Linghu, I really didn't expect it." You have such a great reputation on the mainland. As soon as we entered Bohai City. Ears full of your name. ”

Intuitively, I felt that Marina had changed. There is no innocence and shyness when I first saw him, nor is there any resentment and quietness when I saw it in the Dragon Turtle Clan, but there is more of an indescribable and unclear taste of the world. This meant that he was a little displeased, but he didn't come out, and he estimated the intention of the two of them, so Ling Hu Jue smiled and said very simply: "Is there a problem with the food?"

Wasu hesitated a little embarrassedly, and twisted his palms together and gently flicked with them. But Ma Lina said a little lightly: "Brother Linghu." This is a trivial matter, and the main purpose of our visit is to invite you back to the Dragon Turtle Clan. ”

There were some complications, and Ling Hu Jue said with a little nervousness in confusion: "Is there something wrong in the clan?"

Looking at Linghu's dignified expression, Marlena mistakenly thought that he was caring about herself, her sweet face turned red, and a strange sense of pride and relief rose from the bottom of her heart, and she said coquettishly: "No, it's what Grandpa meant, we don't know why we are very clear, but let's ask Brother Linghu to go." ”

She said this. reminded Ling Hu Jue and reminded him of the Lingtai transmission he had received when he left the Dragon Turtle Clan. Could it be because of this? Ling Hu Jue pondered for a moment. His eyes looked at the hot air rising from the mouth of the royal blue cup, and said calmly: "Linna, Wasu, you have also seen it, I really can't leave." ”

After hesitating for a moment, the corners of Vash's lips twitched involuntarily, as if he was very hard: "Chi-Zi-heart." ”

Stunned as if struck by lightning, Ling Hujue's expression was a little weird, and his tone became low: "Wasu, what does this mean?"

Wasu couldn't answer for a while, and moved his eyes for help to Ma Lina, Ma Lina suddenly smiled, and said: "Brother Linghu, this is what my grandfather asked us to say, he said that if you have something to do, just say these four words, saying that you will definitely go after listening." ”

The heartstrings were still trembling slightly, and Ling Hu Jue glanced at the two of them with deep meaning. The heart of the pure son can be said to be the biggest secret on his body, and he doesn't even know the brothers around him, how did they know about it? Thinking about it, he thought of the mysterious Lingtai transmission again, is it really an emperor-level powerhouse? He exhaled softly and looked up at the roof.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Marlena pretended not to care about her sideburns, squinted at him, her face was a little flushed, and said in a low voice: "If you really can't go, then forget it, anyway, we have already told your grandfather about your current situation." ”

Slowly retracting his gaze, Ling Hu Jue smiled and said: "Linna, Wasu, you have come from afar, you must be tired, rest for one night first, and we will talk about some things tomorrow." ”

Mans observed the words and immediately said, "Two, please come here." ”

Marlena and Wasu stood up, and Ling Hu Jue got up and sent him to the door, and exchanged a few more words of greeting before saying goodbye. Linghu, who was outside the door, looked at the sky in despair, there were still about two hours before dawn, and in the night sky, the stars blinked, and there was a cold air floating around.

"What the hell is going on, Ah Jue, how did they find out that you are in the heart of a child? Xuan Feng couldn't wait to ask in his body. Neither he nor Night Charm had ever been to the Endless Sea, and it was only in Linghu's occasional conversations that they had a general understanding.

Linghu Jue told in detail about several strange things he encountered in the Deep Sea Dragon Turtle Clan, and Night Charm and Xuan Feng were also deeply shocked by the matter of Lingtai Transmission. As for the Sea Clan, they usually don't involve much of it, so they don't know much about it. After discussing it for a while, no conclusions were drawn.

Just when Linghu wanted to go back to his room to rest, there was a sharp and trembling flying sound in the western sky, he looked sideways, and saw a few fireballs flying high in the dark sky, like meteors, dragging the mantail, and quickly falling towards the north city tower, "boom-boom" and "boom-rumble" The huge detonation sound was wave after wave with thick smoke and flames flying into the sky!

Not good. Linghu Jue screamed secretly, turned into elf wings, and immediately flew towards the northern city. He knew what was flying here? It was a boulder fire bullet from a magic stone thrower, so powerful that it couldn't be stopped by human beings. The only thing that can stop it is the magical barrier on the castle tower. But what is the most lacking of the falconer group? that is, magicians, there are not enough magicians to deploy, even if the golden spirits are guarding the city tower day and night, it will be useless.

Flying rapidly, before he could reach it, another group of boulder fire bombs fell from the sky, and the dark night sky was instantly dyed scarlet.

The eyebrows of the sideburns are obliquely raised like blades, making the fox look at it now. The North Castle Tower has almost become a Shura field. There were fireworks everywhere. There are puffy mud walls everywhere, and the arrow tower, the watchtower "lala" collapsed, the roaring burning and bursting sound rose and fell, the figures were rushing and screaming, and the boulder fire bombs flying from the fortress were still raining down, and the detonation sound of "jump-pop" and "boom-pop" was sandwiched in the sound of screaming objects breaking the air, and tongues of fire rose to the sky one by one. The black fog and thick smoke filled the air, and the debris and debris burst out and were thrown away, what a tragic scene!

In the misty smoke and fireworks, Ling Hu Jue flew to the top of the city tower, it is strange to say, as soon as he arrived at the city tower, he no longer saw the boulder fire bomb flying, and the night became as cold as water, but there was an additional burning wall of fire between heaven and earth.

In the panicked crowd, someone noticed him. It's Heng Wanshui, and he's now the deputy flag leader of the Mingte Banner. Running over, his rough face was covered with dust, and after wiping his hands on the tattered robe exposed outside the armor, he gave a military salute and said, "Division commander." ”

The corners of his mouth spasmed, Ling Hu Jue put away his elf wings, and slowly turned around in the black mist and said, "You are on duty today?"

His chest rose and fell slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "It's a humble duty." ”

"Send the wounded to the camp immediately and let Jin Ling and them be treated, just say that it is my order. Linghu Jue paced further, but his gaze swept around.

"Little Seven, Little Seven. A hoarse wail rang out in the confused smoke.

Linghu Jue jumped away, only to see a soldier in his forties howling like a pig, holding a soldier much younger than him in his arms, the soldier was obviously not dead, his chest rose and fell violently, and with every undulation, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Let me see. Ling Hu Jue walked quickly in front of the two of them, squatted down, and pressed his palm against the young soldier's chest, and a ray of white light penetrated.

Opening his misty teary eyes, the old soldier's heart skipped a beat, and his lips moved rapidly, but he couldn't even express a single word.

Under the effect of magic, the young soldier opened his eyes slowly, and his dim and gradually dilated pupils reflected Ling Hujue's face, and suddenly his spirit perked up, but unfortunately he couldn't speak anymore, his throat grunted for a while, and his wheezing was rough and vague, but he tried his best to look sideways at Ling Hujue, grinning his lips into a smile again and again, he wanted to let the division commander know that he was excited, calm, and had no regrets......

Looking at this young face, he couldn't help but feel that the soldier's sternum was shattered, his heart was broken, and there was no possibility of survival. His mind turned, and he said in a deep voice, "But what do you want to leave?"

The elderly soldier who originally wanted to ask the division commander to save his nephew heard this, and when he heard this, he burst into tears, wiped the blood on his nephew's lips with trembling hands, and said tremblingly: "Xiao Qi, have you seen it? The division commander you talk about every day has come to see you off——————

Under the influence of magic, the young soldier raised his finger and spat out in an almost inaudible voice: "Home." As soon as the words fell, his body suddenly twitched, and he remained silent.

"Little Seven. The old soldier screamed in horror and sorrow, and slumped to the ground.

Holding back the grief in his heart, Ling Hu Jue picked up the corpse of the young soldier, the black mist rose, and the gorgeous and luxurious elf wings slowly opened, and then suddenly waved, and flew up with Ling Hu Jue.

Facing east, Ling Hu Jue slowly flapped his wings and suspended in the air, the corpse of the soldier lying flat in his arms, looking desolate and lonely, and an endless sadness invaded the heavens and the earth.

"Brother, go home. Like a demon god, Linghu Jue lowered his eyes, and after saying a word gloomily, he threw the corpse into the air, and the corpse spread its arms, as if it wanted to embrace the distant homeland, embrace the hometown thousands of miles away, embrace the clouds, the wind, and the familiar and sweet rhyme in the air and hug the sky.

Two streams of flame shot out from Ling Hujue's palm, converging into a slowly rotating lotus flower, supporting the fallen corpse, which burned like a phoenix nirvana.

The panicked expressions on the castle tower, the bewildered soldiers were attracted by this sudden wonder, they were busy with treatment before, and did not notice the arrival of the division commander, this look, their eyes were fixed, and in an instant, there was a blood stirring in their chests.

Cremation is the best destination for dead soldiers, and it is also the only thing Ling Hu Jue can do for this young soldier at this moment.

Looking at the gradually extinguishing lotus fire, he said sadly: "Brother, let's go." With that, he threw his head and spun around suddenly, shooting towards the city like a rainbow.

Back at the camp, Ling Hu Jue locked himself in his room, knowing that Sia would take care of the aftermath. At the moment of closing the door, his tears fell, and he felt that he could not bear the death of the soldiers, and the arrogant protection for his own illusory and arrogant protection, so that these young lives had withered before they could fully bloom.

The sadness was lingering, but he quickly returned to reality, if it weren't for the guidance of the Elven Empress before, he might have felt at a loss about this move by the Kotru Empire, and now, he knew very well that the opponent was not doing this to attack the city, but to put pressure on him and let him know the importance of magicians. So as to achieve the goal of asking him to ask for help from the elves and involve the elves in the battle.

As for why the Wanyue Clan had to involve the Elven Clan, he didn't know, but one thing he knew was that in the past few days, what happened to him in the Elven Clan, the Wanyue Clan was very clear, which was enough to explain some problems. The reason why the empress stood by and watched was probably not only worried about external enemies, but also afraid of internal strife.

What should I do? Calm down, Linghu Jue thought about countermeasures, thinking about how to take the fortress as best he could. Thinking about it, it reverberates, thoughts swirl in my mind like waves, and finally, a touch of cold rhyme floats to the corners of my lips.

Before dawn, Xia Xia, who had been busy all night, was caught by Ling Hujue, who had also made plans all night, and the two of them were locked in the room and discussed for a long time, and after they came out, several eagle horses raised their wings. Fearing that something would happen on the way, three hours later, a few more eagle horses left the city.

At this time, in the fortress, the strong people of all races no longer have the leisure they used to have, and they gathered together to discuss the vision that appeared last night. They were all proficient in pharmacology and herb qi, and according to the time and terrain of the vision, they quickly deduced what kind of spirit grass it was. In an instant, the powerhouses of all races sent messages one after another, and the results they got back were almost the same: immediately go to snoop, and if confirmed, work together to take it.

Just as they were discussing how the various clans would be distributed if it was really Qingling Yulian, in a room, Murakami and Youwang also discussed in a low voice: "This is too coincidental, could it be that kid's trick again?"

"Very likely, since his supernatural power can conjure an emperor-level powerhouse, it is not difficult to conjure such a strange scene? Besides, didn't you say that there is still a helper for him in that swamp?" Murakami's eyes glowed green, and he said coldly.

"Whether the king-level demonic beast has anything to do with him, this king is not sure. The Ghost King replied honestly. On that day, although he was injured and fled, but after thinking about it, he seemed to think that the blue devil clam should have nothing to do with Linghu Jue, otherwise, in the later camp battle, Linghu would never have escaped so wolf.

Murakami floated a mocking smile, he straightened his chest slightly, and said in a calm voice: "It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter." ”

King You didn't understand the meaning of his words, for the sake of face, and it was not good to ask directly, so he could only change the topic and say: "Then do you want to stop them?"

Murakami waved his hand and said meaningfully: "Did you stop this? What's more, if this thing is really done by Ling Fox, it means that he already knows our true intentions, and wants to start first, and then fish in troubled waters, a good strategy, but it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

The Ghost King couldn't understand it anymore, every time he talked to Murakami, it was a blow to the wisdom of him, a real king-level powerhouse.

When it was time to say something, Murakami lowered his voice and whispered a few words in Youwang's ear, Youwang was stunned at first, but then a cruel and vicious smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Well, the king will go down and do it. The Youwang grinned, nodded slightly, and slowly stepped out.

Murakami's eyes also became vicious as the door closed again, and he muttered: "Qingling Yulian, Ling Fox Jue, you are very calculating, but unfortunately you are always cocooning yourself, and you have to affect others." (To be continued)