Fang Ling smiled slightly: "Even if the queen mother is worried, she will definitely not stop me from doing what I have to do, because she understands that this is the path I am destined to take in my life." ”

These words were understated, and they seemed so relaxed, but Song Ying'er was slightly stunned, deeply feeling the helplessness and heaviness in these words, and she said softly: "Actually, Your Highness is happier than anyone else, because you have such a good mother, such a good grandfather and relatives, and courtiers who are loyal to you." Therefore, Your Highness, you must take care of yourself, because you are the backbone of everyone. ”

Fang Ling nodded slightly, since the Eight Kings Rebellion, he also felt the burden on his shoulders more and more, and he understood the importance of being a general in a game of chess, but if he didn't take the lead, how could he let his subordinates fight hard?

For him, the only thing to do is to have a stronger cultivation and meticulous strategy.

"However, the grassland is really vast, if it weren't for the crisis, I would really like to be a herder here, grazing sheep every day is also a beautiful thing in life, but I am a little uncomfortable with the taste. Song Ying'er muttered to herself.

Fang Ling couldn't help but laugh and said, "When you successfully form an alliance with Tulan Motuo, you can come here whenever you want, just let you be a city lord." ”

Song Ying'er couldn't help but sneer, and finally changed the medicine for him at this time, told him to rest well, and then left.

Fang Ling answered honestly, but after Song Ying'er left, he immediately sat up and took out the Cun Ding.

After entering the desert, in order to preserve physical fitness, everyone did not ride their horses quickly, which greatly slowed down the foot, if the pursuers of Songdan City could catch up before everyone crossed the desert, it must be lightly armed, the number of people is quite small, it is very likely to concentrate the strongest martial artists in Songdan City, among which of course there are shamans.

Although the shaman's cultivation is not terrible, the terrible thing is its poison, so you must first prepare to refine the poison avoidance pill.

He took out the bitter gall of the five poisonous toads from his bag, although the bitter gall had been dried, but it could become a medicinal material for refining the poison-avoiding pill, he threw the medicinal materials he had prepared earlier into the cunding, and then began a night of hard refining.

That night, the sandstorm really came, and a large number of large amounts of wind and sand invaded the tents where everyone lived like a violent storm.

Early the next morning, Fang Ling had only refined a few poison-avoiding pills, because of the urgency of time, the refined pills were a little rougher, but the medicinal effect was sufficient, so that he was no longer afraid of the shaman's poisonous blades and poisons.

Then he began to work cross-legged to restore the physical strength consumed by alchemy. As the cultivation is promoted to the Melting Qi Realm, not only the cultivation and physical fitness are strengthened, but the perception and extension of the five senses are also greatly enhanced.

Sitting on the bed, the perception extends out like the roots of a tree, judging its corresponding position based on the breathing of the guards outside, although it is not as real as what you see with your own eyes, but such a keen perception is an important weapon that can affect the outcome of the battle.

Suddenly, there was a slight vibration sound from his eardrums, and Fang Ling opened his eyes suddenly, almost rushing out of the tent.