There were quite a few people who were so immersed in the battle that they didn't notice the sound at all.

Naturally, there are many people who have heard it clearly.

It's just that I just heard it clearly, no matter what I'm thinking at this time.

The current enemy is not the time to figure it out.

The old sword immortal faced a demon saint, and the two Eight Realms peak demons did not frown.

At this time, after listening to this voice, his face sank like water.

Naturally, he could hear that it was the voice of the hidden dragon.

The guy in Qianlong is hanging, according to the words of the common people.

Belong to the dogs are disgusted.

That's true, he's really seen that guy.

Pulling a dog on the side of the road, he nagged for two hours.

The old sword fairy scolded this kid for missing a string in his brain, and thought about it.

I actually watched a fool talk to a dog for two hours, so he turned around and left.

It's just that he also knows very well that that guy is never confused about big things.

This kind of joke can't be made.

On the small battlefield in the southeast, under the pressure of Li Ping'an.

Coupled with Lao Niu and Qin Shi, two rampaging and unreasonable guys, the situation gradually improved.

The wolf guard has fallen, and Yang Jianbai has defected?

After Li Ping'an heard the news, he frowned slightly.

He is not from the Demon Suppression Pass, but from this short sentence, he also realized the seriousness of the matter.

"Hey, hey! What's the situation? Yang Jianbai, that guy messed things up? ”

The ghost car couldn't help but slap violently, and the seat suddenly fell apart.

"I said before, the Terran monks can't be trusted, what now?"

"What else can I do, keep fighting."

The ghost car said so, but he had no idea of continuing to attack the city.

Irritatedly stood up, turned his head and walked away.

............

Three quarters of the hour.

Zhao Ling'er was seriously injured, and there was still a glimmer of life.

The entire wolf guard has fallen into a sea of fire, although the fire has been extinguished, the contents and people have been buried together.

A man in a thin robe with a mole on his brow stood in front of the burnt wolf guard, with no expression on his face.

Confucian Kong Yang.

The city lord Qingxuan has been in retreat for many years, and for many years, the Demon Pass has been served by Kong Yang, and Yang Jianbai has been assisted by a soldier immortal.

"Alas!"

Kong Yang sighed lightly, and the hard work of countless people was wasted at this moment.

What's even more chilling is that the wolf guard was not destroyed in the hands of outsiders, but was killed by his own people.

Of the people present at that time, only one female sword cultivator survived.

"Moo~"

"Hey, you can't take her away."

"This person is half of my disciple, and now she is seriously injured, I want to take her back to heal."

"We have a doctor in the Demon Suppression Pass, you don't have to worry."

"It's not that I don't believe in the medical skills of the Demon Suppression Doctor, but it's more comfortable to heal yourself."

Kong Yang glanced at it and said, "It's okay, there's no need to stop it." ”

Li Ping'an looked at him and bowed his head slightly to say hello.

"Thank you for the previous shot."

"The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of the husband, and the suppression of demons is related to the survival of hundreds of millions of people in Kyushu, how can you sit idly by and ignore it." Li Ping'an replied.

Kong Yang glanced at Zhao Ling'er, who was seriously injured, "If there is any need for the foot, even if it is said, the Demon Suppression Pass will not disappoint those who fight for the pass." ”

"Thank you, I will bring it up if necessary, so I will leave first."

Kong Yang didn't say anything more, watched the black bull holding the woman, and left with the man in green shirts.

A disciple hurriedly came to report, "The city lord is out of the customs." ”

"Got it, I'm going to see him."

Qing Xuan, the current city lord of the Demon Pass, is a great disciple of Daozu.

At the same time, the current Daoting Master is Yang Jianbai's senior brother.

Now that the Second Palm Sect of the Dao Court has defected, the people of the Demon Control are panicking.

Even the head of the Dao Sect can defect, so who can be trusted around?

Who knows if anyone will defect again, especially the disciples of Yang Jianbai, and even the disciples of the entire Dao Court..........

Kong Yang naturally informed Qing Xuan in retreat of this matter as soon as possible.

Qing Xuan also knew that the matter was serious, and immediately ended the retreat.

..........

Far Away Inn.

In the back kitchen, Nightmare carries a plate of dishes in and out.

The little girl holds a shovel in one hand and a spoon in the other.

Running between several cauldrons.

"It's... Where have all these guys gone? Nightmare was so anxious that her lips turned a little white.

I don't know what's going on today, but the guests come in waves.

But Li Ping'an, Qin Shi and they were not there.

"Don't panic! Don't rush, calm down. ”

The little girl said without raising her head.

Nightmare looked at the little guy with a serious face.

Scold! People are small and big.

The little girl wiped her eyes red with the oil smoke with her arm.

After a while, Zhang Ningyuan also came.

Without saying a word, he rolled up his sleeves and helped with the work.

It wasn't until after noon that there were finally fewer people in the inn.

The three of them also had to rest.

The little girl sniffed and counted the spirit stones in the drawer of the counter.

The corners of his mouth couldn't stop raising with joy.

Suddenly, he raised his head again and looked at Zhang Ningyuan.

"Have you seen my family's great peace and cow cow?"

"I should have gone to close it, I heard my brother say that the current situation is very chaotic." Zhang Ning said from afar.

Zhang Ningyuan also wanted to follow his cheap master Zhou Wu to the battlefield together.

It's just that he was severely reprimanded by Zhou Wu, saying that he is now on the battlefield, which is nothing more than one more corpse.

At this time, Li Ping'an and Lao Niu came back.

The little girl immediately jumped off the stool and ran over, raising her little face to look at Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an almost didn't recognize his own fairy.

Wiped a handful on her dirty little face, as if she had just come out of the trash can.

The little girl looked at the person behind the old cow, "This person is known to the fairy." ”

She still remembers Zhao Ling'er.

"Old Niu, take Ling'er upstairs first."

Previously, he had stabilized Zhao Ling'er's heart, and nothing would happen for a while.

"Where's the little stammer?" Nightmare looks left and right.

I didn't see Qin Shi's figure, and I couldn't help but be a little worried.

"It's still closed." Li Ping'an sat down.

The little girl followed behind Da Ping'an's ass and saw him sit down.

Immediately jumped on the stool and poured him a cup of tea.

"Sir, Demon Town... How's it going?

I heard that Yang Jianbai defected? The wolf guard was also destroyed. ”

Zhang Ningyuan asked suspiciously.

Not long after he first came to the Demon Pass, he didn't know what the wolf guard was, and the name Yang Jianbai was also the first time he had heard of it.

I just vaguely feel that something is not quite right.

"It's not a big deal, it looks like business is good today.

Thank you for your hard work, let's stay here for dinner later. ”

Li Ping'an said a little lightly.

Then he got up and went upstairs, and now he didn't have to talk to a few children.

Let them know that they can't do anything but worry all day.

He had a hunch that changes unseen in 10,000 years would soon appear.

I don't know if I can get through this this time, so let's do my best.

.........

(It's annual vacation, hehe~)

(Because the company is no longer alive, the company can survive until now, and it really depends on the boss's father's company to send work)

(Write a novel at home, I haven't asked for a gift for a long time, ask for a free small gift)

(You don't brush gifts, he doesn't brush gifts, how can the author go for a massage?) ）