In the city of Yuzhou, there are broken walls everywhere, and the boiled white bones are discarded on the streets at will.

Everything has been eaten, and the once-prosperous city has become empty, but the screams of the people as they are eaten alive still seem to echo in the wind.

Outside the city, the barbarian soldiers were busy, packing the harvested grain and preparing to transport it back to the wilderness.

The withdrawal of troops now is an unprecedented plunder. The main force that attacked the border pass was a strange beast, and the soldiers almost did not die much.

If they don't withdraw, the Yin Shang army will move south, and it will really be a disaster to exterminate the clan.

On the broken city wall, Yiyun looked at the scene of carrying grain with complicated eyes, and his heart was very uncomfortable.

The army of alien beasts was easily solved by the gods of Yin Shang.

Yiyun's insight is far higher than anyone in Jiuli, as Dabu, he is also the spokesman of the divine power, and he also traveled the world when he was young.

So he knew very well that it was not the so-called Heavenly God who shot that day at all, but a powerful cultivator.

It is so powerful that it is incomparably strong, it is not a human immortal, nor a heavenly immortal, it is a higher level of power.

Why is this kind of immortal in the mortal world?

Why do you want to be on the side of Yin Shang?

Yi Yun couldn't figure it out, originally he thought that the bald fat man who helped him domesticate the alien beast was very strong, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

After all, they usually communicate with each other through a short cane, but since the failure of the attack on Nandu, they have not been able to contact the fat man who smiles all day long, shows his breasts.

I think I ran away.

Yiyun was not too disappointed by this, and Jiuli's re-emergence still had to rely on themselves.

Either way, it's a big victory, and the troops aren't lost too much, so it's going to be a good winter.

"It's a pity that I can't see Ziyao......"

Yiyun sighed softly, the future of the race was more important than personal hatred.

At this time, Yi Yan climbed the city wall and said respectfully:

"Dabu, it's time to go."

"Hmm."

Yiyun turned his head, his gray beard blown up by the breeze, and asked:

"How are the craftsmen of Yin Shang?"

Yi Yan got up and replied:

"As you ordered, I have arranged a convoy for them, and sent the bravest warriors to protect them, and no other clansmen will be allowed to come near."

He paused, bowed and said:

"Dabu, I think we should provide them with the best food, so that the craftsmen can eat the same as me."

When Yiyun heard this, a look of approval appeared in his eyes, and he was relieved:

"You're right, you have to give preferential treatment to craftsmen, they are the biggest gain from this entry."

The wind seems to be getting stronger.

Yi Yun turned his back to the wind and smiled at Yi Yan:

"Child, I'm already old, you have to grow up as soon as possible, if you can see that you can take up the important task of revitalizing Jiuli before you die, you have no regrets in this life."

Perhaps it was the wind and sand that lost his eyes, Yi Yan's eyes were moist, and he hurriedly said:

"Da Bu, rest assured, I will definitely recapture my homeland in my lifetime, so that the clansmen can eat the grain they grew in the Central Plains!"

Suddenly, the wind stopped.

A mocking voice sounded in the ears of the two:

"It's beautiful to think about."

Yi Yan's scalp was numb, and he immediately pulled out the sword at his waist, blocked it in front of Yi Yun, and shouted in the direction where the voice came:

"Who!"

The invisible wind twisted into a cyclone, and Bai Yao, who was wearing the robes of the Nine Heavens Xuanniao Fierce Beast, appeared, looking at the two of them with a sneer.

The old-eyed Yiyun only recognized the clothes.

Great wishes from Yin Shang.

He brushed aside Yi Yan, and after a moment of silence, asked:

"Ziyao is dead?"

Finding that the old man was too old to enter the coffin, Bai Yao squinted and smiled:

"Yiyun, it looks like you're the one who is going to die."

When Yiyun heard this voice, his expression was in a trance, and the young man in front of him kept overlapping with the middle-aged man in his memory.

After being stunned for a long time, he suddenly said calmly:

"I haven't cursed you to death for half my life, but I have cursed you young."

Bai Yao rolled up his sleeves, looked back at the scene under the city, and said with a smile:

"This is withdrawn? Don't hit the song of the court? ”

Yiyun stared at Bai Yao without speaking, and kept suppressing the anger that had burned in his heart for decades.

Emerging from the wind?

Practitioners?

How can he practice!

How unjust humanity is!

“……”

The atmosphere was stalemate for a moment, and he said to Yi Yan, who was tense all over:

"You stand down first."

"Grandpa!"

Yi Yan was so surprised that he even forgot his honorific title.

Yiyun's tone was unmistakable:

"Stand down."

When Yi Yan heard this, he had to put away his sword and walked not far away, but he was still staring at Bai Yao.

The old man's voice seemed to come from the tattered bellows, and he said hoarsely:

"Leave that child alive, and I'll leave it to you."

Bai Yao smiled:

"You deserve to die at my hand?"

Da Zhu kills people with his own hands, which is equivalent to sending people into the ancestral temple.

Although this sentence is not an ancestral system, but a concept that has been formed for a long time.

But Baiyao really didn't come to kill people.

He said softly:

"I came to you to give you a chance."

"Hahahaha......"

Yiyun couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and coughed violently when he laughed.

After slowing down for a long time, his rapid breathing gradually calmed down, and he said:

"Not to mention those villages and towns, the Yuzhou city under my feet has been eaten by our clan, Yin Shang has died so many people, you actually want to give me a chance?"

He said coldly:

"You, a venomous snake with a lot of blood debts, will also give me a chance?"

Baiyao said unhurriedly:

"You eat people, I kill, it's no different."

"Don't go back to the wilderness, I will let the Yin Shang army withdraw to Chaoge, and the East and West Bohou will be the opponents of the barbarians, as long as the direction of the attack is not Chaoge, Donglu and Xiqi, as long as you defeat it, it will be yours."

He stared at Yiyun Dao:

"You don't have a choice, unless the cultivators behind you have the ability to hold up the evil qi of the 700,000 army and bring you back to the wilderness."

The sky was crossed by five-colored rainbow light, the clouds were dyed like a canvas, and countless bundled food and ordnance fell lightly on the open space outside the city, and the barbarian soldiers saw the cheers behind them, and rushed up to coax them into a ball.

Yiyun Yin's eyes were full of coldness, but he couldn't think of any way.

He hadn't imagined that he would suddenly lose the beast.

Bai Yao clasped his hands and stared at him condescendingly:

"There are no strange beasts, and you can only die if you go deep into here."

"Either I'm going to fight the East and West, or I'll let the cultivators bring the army to your rear and completely exterminate you."

After speaking, the spiritual power in his body began to operate, although his cultivation was low, it was more than enough to kill an elderly mortal.

A long time has passed.

Yiyun finally put down his disguise, his face looked haggard and tired, and his whole person was like a fire about to be extinguished, and said lightly:

"I'm not old enough to lead the whole clan to fight the vassal countries of the great princes because of your words, just say it, how long do you want my clan to hold them back?"

When Bai Yao heard this, although he smiled, the deep black eyes in his eyes were extremely cold, and he said:

"In two years, I will send someone to keep an eye on you, if you dare to have the intention of withdrawing from the wilderness, it is better not to continue the Jiuli bloodline."

“……”

"That's two years."

After Yiyun finished speaking, he turned around tremblingly and walked down the stairs down the city wall, his back was rickety, like the sunset on the horizon.

The white medicine dissipates with the wind and blows away from the clouds.