Under the cover of night.

Thirty miles east of Yonghua City.

Emperor Yue stood on a hill and stared at the west.

Yonghua City was breached an hour ago, and tens of thousands of enemy troops rushed into Yonghua City.

Under the protection of the guards, the Yue Emperor evacuated Yonghua City first.

"Your Majesty, it's not advisable to stay here for a long time, it's better to leave first!" Cheng Zhiqiu came behind Emperor Yue and said.

Emperor Yue turned his head to look at him and asked with concern, "How is the old man's injury?" ”

At this time, Cheng Zhiqiu was very different from before, his face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot, and the wrinkles on his cheeks were much deeper.

"I can't die yet!" Cheng Zhiqiu smiled faintly.

In the battle with Liang Fei, he had a slight advantage, but in the end he did not kill Liang Fei, but ended up losing both.

Of course, Liang Fei's injuries were more serious than him, if he hadn't noticed that the giant spirit army had broken through Yonghua City and that Emperor Yue was in danger, he would definitely be able to take Liang Fei's life.

Emperor Yue nodded heavily, and then took a deep breath, "Wait, the Metropolitan Governor hasn't come back yet!" ”

He was waiting for Qiao Wanjun.

Cheng Zhiqiu wanted to speak and stopped.

He wanted to persuade Emperor Yue to leave here first, but when the words came to his lips, he stopped again.

The two of them stood on the hill like this, looking at the night sky in the west, and around the hill, thousands of guards were sitting or lying on the ground tiredly.

This victory has been divided, the Juling Dynasty has won, and the soldiers of the Dayue Dynasty have been lost.

But the Great Yue Dynasty didn't want a victory, they just wanted to stop the pace of the Giant Spirit Dynasty's attack.

No one knows if their purpose has been achieved.

……

The battle around Yonghua City has not completely ended, and the scattered shouts of killing continue.

However, the battle in the sky continued, and from time to time there would be the sound of thunder rolling or a strong wind sweeping the heavens and the earth.

As for Qiao Wanjun, at this time, he was facing the siege of three Silent Light Realm powerhouses.

One of them is still a ghost knife Qi Mo.

That's right, Qi Mo found a helper.

If it was just Qi Mo, then this battle would have ended a long time ago, and there was still a big gap between him and Qiao Wanjun.

But now that there are two masters of the third layer of the Divine Realm joining forces with him, it is difficult for Qiao Wanjun to completely defeat Qi Mo no matter how strong he is.

The gap between the Great Yue Dynasty and the Giant Spirit Dynasty is in all aspects, and even the number of powerhouses in the Silent Light Realm is not small.

In the dim night sky, after Qiao Wanjun forced back the three people who attacked with a knife, he did not start a pursuit, but hung in mid-air, gasping violently.

The battle, which lasted for three hours, almost brought him to the point where the lamp ran out.

At this time, he was at the end of his crossbow and had no strength to continue fighting.

Of course, the one-faced Qi Mo and the two powerhouses of the third layer of the divine artistic conception are similar, and it is extremely rare to fight this battle.

"You still lost this battle!" Qiao Wanjun looked at the embarrassed Qi Mo and chuckled.

Qi Mo stabilized his figure, and also looked at Qiao Wanjun, "It's a pity that there is no next time!" ”

Although it is a bit dishonorable to bully more and less, this is a war, not a competition.

He didn't feel that he had anything despicable, and of course he also admitted that Qiao Wanjun was indeed stronger than him.

"Ahem~~"

Qiao Wanjun coughed violently.

At this time, a broken knife was inserted in his abdomen, from Qi Mo's broken blade.

Although it was not fatal, the wound in his abdomen had been draining his strength and true essence all the time.

The more time passed, the more the wound wore down him.

There's no next time!

Qiao Wanjun grinned.

Perhaps!

He looked down at the shadowy earth below.

At this time, they were already far away from Yonghua City, and he didn't know what the situation was in Yonghua City, let alone what the result of this battle was.

"I hope Your Majesty will be fine!"

He thought to himself a little decadently.

At this point, he has no power to return to heaven.

"I'll give you a ride!"

At this time, Qi Mo slowly flew towards him, both of them were at the end of the crossbow, and the oil was exhausted, but Qi Mo was slightly better, although there were many injuries on his body, but they were not too serious.

"That's not good, if you want to give me a ride, you have to see if you have the ability!"

Qiao Wanjun stood in front of him with a long knife in his hand.

Although he said so, he knew very well that he was afraid that he would not be able to leave today.

Qi Mo and the other two third-layer powerhouses in front of him may not be able to keep him, but they are enough to hold him back, as long as he is delayed for a while and a half, the support of the Giant Spirit Dynasty will come, and then it will be his end of the road.

At this time, Qiao Wanjun had already given up the idea of leaving, he just wanted to pull a cushion on his back before he died, and he couldn't kill Qi Mo, that is, to kill those two powerhouses with a third-layer divine artistic conception.

But just as he was about to fight to the death, a condensed sword qi suddenly appeared in Yuanchao.

"Governor Qiao, it's time for us to withdraw!"

A cold voice sounded, making Qiao Wanjun and Qi Mo stunned.

The next moment.

A white figure flashed quickly from Qiao Wanjun's side, and before Qiao Wanjun could react, he was dragged away by a hand and flew away into the distance.

By the time Qi Mo reacted, Qiao Wanjun had already been dragged out of the country.

Qi Mo wanted to chase, but soon he stopped the thought.

"You're Mr. Ye!" Only then did Qiao Wanjun see clearly who was pulling him around.

It's none other than Ye Gucheng.

"Hmm!"

Ye Gucheng simply responded, and then buried his head and flew into the distance, without the slightest intention of stopping.

And in his other hand, he was carrying a Tongxin Taoist who had fallen into a coma.

"Dao Chief, he's okay!"

"It's okay, I can't die, it's just that I'm seriously injured!" Ye Gucheng Road.

"That~~"

Qiao Wanjun wanted to ask something, but Ye Gucheng directly interrupted him.

"Now is not the time for small talk!"

Qiao Wanjun was stunned for a moment, and then he looked towards the rear, only then did he realize that there were more than ten breaths behind them.

Ye Gucheng didn't come specifically to save him, but was chased over.

The gap between the Great Yue Dynasty and the Giant Spirit Dynasty was too great, especially the number of powerhouses in the Silent Light Realm.

At the beginning, they all had their own opponents, but soon Ye Gucheng and Tongxin Daoren fell into a bitter battle, and more than ten Silent Light Realm powerhouses besieged the two of them together.

Ye Gucheng and Tongxin Dao people naturally wouldn't fight with them, but it was not easy for them to retreat directly, because once they retreated, the Great Yue Dynasty would have no chance in this battle.

So the two of them began to flee around with a group of Silent Light Realm powerhouses.

Although there are many enemies, Ye Gucheng and Tongxin Dao are not weak, even if there are Gu Shidao and Zuo Leaning, they can't take them down in a short time.

So a somewhat funny scene was staged on the battlefield, the two fled from Yonghua City to the west with more than ten strong people in the Silent Lighting Realm, until they fled to the sea in the west and then fled in the direction of Yonghua City.

That is, for more than two hours, they have been leading these Lonely Realm powerhouses in circles.

However, their escape was also full of danger, and just when they were about to return to Yonghua City, Gu Shidao actually came to front of them at some point.

And so a bitter battle broke out.

Tongxin Dao people desperately broke through Gu Shidao's blockade, Ye Gucheng killed two powerhouses of the third layer of the divine realm with one sword, and forced back to the left with another sword.

That battle only lasted a few breaths, and Gu Shidao and Tongxin Daoist were both defeated, and Tongxin Daoist fell directly into a coma.

Ye Gucheng had no choice but to take him and continue to escape.

Of course, at this time, Ye Gucheng didn't have the heart to continue to entangle with them, he just wanted to break free from their pursuit as quickly as possible.

In this way, Ye Gucheng had fewer worries and was a little faster.

It's just that he didn't expect to run into Qiao Wanjun.

"You let me go, I can still walk by myself!" Qiao Wanjun said at this time.

Ye Gucheng glanced sideways at him, "Are you sure?" ”

"Hmm!"

Qiao Wanjun said affirmatively.

Ye Gucheng only let go of the hand that was dragging Qiao Wanjun at this time, and although Qiao Wanjun was at the end of the crossbow, he was not without any strength.

In this way, the three of them fled forward for more than thirty miles before they stopped and rested.

The pursuers behind had already given up, and they had escaped.

"Thank you, Mr. Ye, for saving me!" Qiao Wanjun bowed his hand and thanked him.

Ye Gucheng shook his head while checking the injuries of the Tongxin Daoist and said, "It's just easy, no need to thank you." ”

He was really handy, he just pulled Qiao Wanjun.

Originally, he didn't want to save Qiao Wanjun.

The injuries of the Tongxin Dao people are not light, and Gu Shidao has been entering the fourth layer of the Divine Artistic Conception for decades, and his cultivation is far deeper than that of the Tongxin Dao people.

It is not easy for Tongxin Dao people to fight with them and lose both.

Qiao Wanjun also stopped thanking him, of course, it wasn't that he didn't thank Ye Gucheng for saving his life, but he kept this kindness in his heart, and now was not the time to be polite.

"Old man, there is still a healing pill here!" Qiao Wanjun took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng opened it and sniffed it, then changed it to him, and said, "I have already fed him the healing pill just now!" ”

The healing pill in Qiao Wanjun's hand is naturally not an ordinary pill, but Ye Gucheng and Tongxin Dao people also have high-grade healing pills, which are similar to the healing pills in Qiao Wanjun's hands.

"Take it!" Ye Gucheng Road.

Qiao Wanjun looked at the unconscious Tongxin Taoist, and without excuse, he directly opened the porcelain bottle and took the healing pill.

At the same time, he raised his palm and slammed it towards his abdomen, and the broken blade of his abdomen flew out like a sharp arrow.

Immediately afterwards, he took out some medicine powder for the treatment of external injuries and applied it to the wound, and tore a piece of cloth from his shirt to bandage the wound.

At this time, the three of them looked very embarrassed, Qiao Wanjun and Tongxin Daoren didn't need to say much, both of them were not lightly injured, and although Ye Gucheng was not seriously injured, there was a wound on his shoulder, which dyed a large piece of his snow-white robe red.

After briefly treating the injuries on their bodies, the three of them continued to fly towards the east.

This place should not be stayed for long, if the Djinn Dynasty slows down and continues to send people to pursue, then they are really doomed.

As they thought, not long after they left, several figures appeared where they had just been.

Several of them searched the traces they had left behind and looked at each other.

"Lord Zuo, there's no need to keep chasing!" A Silent Realm powerhouse said to the left.

Zuo leaned and glanced at the surrounding situation, and sighed helplessly.

He was well aware of the situation of Ye Gucheng and Qiao Wanjun, but he also understood that there was no point in continuing to chase after him.

Ye Gucheng and Qiao Wanjun are not in good shape, but their state is not much better.

If the pursuit continues, it is impossible to say that there will be greater losses.

"Forget it, let's go back first!"

Left said helplessly.

Gu Shidao was also not lightly injured, and has now been sent back to the camp.

"Whoa!"

Several people answered and quickly left.

……

The night is still falling.

On the dim hills, Emperor Yue and Cheng Zhiqiu stood motionless like rocks.

Just when Emperor Yue thought that Qiao Wanjun would not be able to return, an eager voice sounded from under the hill.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty~~"

A general hurried in.

"Your Majesty, the Metropolitan Governor has returned to Yuyuan City!"

When Emperor Yue heard this, his body trembled violently, he stepped in front of the general, put his hands on the general's shoulders, and said excitedly: "Really? ”

"It's true, not only the Grand Duke, but also two gentlemen from Dali have also returned to Yuyuan City."

Yuyuan City is located in the east, only fifty miles away.

Emperor Yue was overjoyed, and couldn't help but exclaim excitedly: "Great, great!" ”

"Boss, did you hear that, boss? The Metropolitan Governor is in Yuyuan City! ”

The look on Cheng Zhiqiu's face was also a lot more relaxed, and he said with a smile: "The old minister heard it, haha, I knew that this old thing wouldn't die so easily!" ”

Emperor Yue's hands were trembling with joy, to be honest, just now he really thought that Qiao Wanjun would not come back.

In his heart, he was even ready for Qiao Wanjun to die in battle.

It's just that he still has an expectation in his heart, a final expectation.

After being happy, Emperor Yue couldn't wait to say: "Let's go to Yuyuan City!" ”

(End of chapter)