Seeing that Tian Duxing said so solemnly, Ling Ye looked at him lightly, but he couldn't help but be suspicious in his heart.

He knew about the Holy Capital, but he didn't know what the Holy Capital was like. At the moment, this thin old man took the initiative to talk to him, and said so much in one breath, although it was quite an eye-opener, but it couldn't help but feel that it was not very real.

Is there really such a beautiful place in the world?

Since he was a child, he has lived with his father on the top of a mountain peak deep in the mountains, and in addition to his unsmiling father, he faces the boundless mountains and the reckless forest, as well as all kinds of birds and animals in the forest. His father taught him to read and write, to practice Xuantian Tribulation Fire Skills, and of course to teach him to hunt and pick wild fruits and other means of livelihood, to understand the dangers of the human heart and the hardships of the world, and also mentioned the Holy Capital, but never described that country in detail.

Ling Ye only understood one thing from his father and the Silver Moon Empire, that is, in the Silver Moon Empire, the Holy Capital was taboo, and they couldn't easily say the Holy Capital, they wanted to say the Demon Capital, and they had to call their Holy Daughter "Demon Girl" and "Witch".

Now Tian Duxing said that the holy capital is a great and beautiful country, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, but in wartime they are willing to die for the saints...... Is it really that good country?

Don't just believe it! This Tian Duxing has known him for less than an hour, and he is not familiar with him at all, how do you know if he has been locked up here for too long and is delirious?

Ling Ye thought to himself, and said lightly, "Thank you for your story." In return, I'll tell you a story!"

Tian Duxing smiled and said, "Okay, okay, the old man likes to hear fresh stories outside." Alas, the last one on your side was a well-mannered showman, full of mouths, quoting scriptures, although they are all stories, but the old man listens to it drowsily. Fortunately, within a few days, Xiucai couldn't stand the torture and committed suicide by hitting the wall. Young man, don't you want to learn from him!"

Ling Ye smiled and said, "Once upon a time, there was a person who finished eating...... "When he said this, he deliberately stopped and didn't say anything.

Tian Duxing blinked and looked at Ling Ye: "What happened later?"

Ling Ye was deliberately silent for a while, and then said, "Later, he fell asleep. As he spoke, he ignored the old man, and fell on the rotten straw, making it look like he wanted to sleep.

Tian Duxing pursed his lips: "Phew!

That's true, but since everyone is asleep, he can't find anything to say, so he can only lie down and sleep.

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On the roof of the cell where Ling Ye was held, through a thick layer of bluestone slabs, a man was sitting on a small stool, with his ear pressed to a long cylindrical object, seemingly listening intently. The cylinder was made entirely of brass, one end embedded in the floor, hidden in the roof of Midnight's cell, and the other end exposed to the ground, the top open like a trumpet. The man just put his ear to the horn and listened to the sound coming from below.

The conversation between Ling Ye and Tian Duxing, this person listened to it word for word through the brass "horn". Of course, Ling Ye said that he wanted to sleep, and the slight snoring sound after falling asleep, he also heard it clearly.

After making sure that he would not speak again for a moment, the man lifted his head, rubbed his ears, which had been oppressed red by the close listening, took up his pen, wrote some words on the white paper, rolled them into a ball of paper, walked out quickly, grabbed a carrier pigeon in a cage, tied it to its legs, and released it.

As soon as the carrier pigeon was free, it spread its wings and flew in the direction of the imperial capital. The eavesdropper watched the figure of the carrier pigeon fade away, and muttered, "First day, done Chinese!"

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When Lin Yuannan woke up, he only felt a splitting headache. He struggled to sit up, rubbed his eyes, and found himself lying on a rather luxurious-looking bed, covered with a brocade quilt. There is an aroma of incense in the room, and it is quite a precious incense, which is by no means affordable for ordinary people.

Where is this? Where am I? How is it here?

He shook his head, remembering something from before he passed out. Brother Ling and the others encountered the Wind Falcon of the Kamikaze Battalion, those extremely fierce Wind Falcon swooped down from the sky screaming, pouring a dense rain of arrows on the people who were running wildly on the ground.

Lin Yuannan was also on the run at that time, and fled with the Wolf Guards as much as possible. There was no way, they had no way to fight against those magical machines flying high in the sky. That's the kamikaze camp, one of the three major camps in the imperial capital!

Although the people were running desperately with their legs spread, it was almost futile in front of the wind falcon. The falcons swooped down with a scream, and after a rain of arrows, more than a dozen or twenty people would be shot all over with arrows, and they would fall to the ground with a miserable howl. Among those who fell, most of them were peasants, but there were also brothers of the Wolf Guard.

Lin Yuannan shouted loudly, wanting people to flee with him. But he couldn't protect so many people, and basically two things he could do were to run away with his legs outstretched, and watch the people around him fall to the ground with arrows, struggle to die in pain, or toss and scream in a pool of blood, which is unbearable to see and hear.

But so what?

He can't help it! Although Brother Ling wants me to run away with everyone, I can't protect everyone in front of the Wind Falcon!

Brother Ling might be able to do it......

He turned to look at the figure that could be said to be running lonely behind. It was Brother Ling, holding a pair of bows and arrows, running among the dead bodies and pools of blood all over the ground, as if he was chasing something.

What else could it be? The only thing that could be chased, and the only thing to deal with, must be those wind falcons flying in the sky.

He stared blankly at Ling Ye, the figure who had been lonely since he saw it, but also stubborn. This arrogant and stubborn figure has defeated the iron wolf who is known as invulnerable, the madman who has taken pills and his strength has skyrocketed, and he has defeated Hu Kuan, who is protected by thousands of troops......

This time, he faced the Wind Falcon, the most ferocious kamikaze camp among the three major camps in the imperial capital. Will he be able to overcome it?

As he stared blankly, the Wind Falcon chasing them swooped down again, screaming so sharp that it pierced his ears. Lin Yuannan was already deaf, his eyes were only staring at Ling Ye, and he saw him stretch out his bow and shoot an arrow at a wind falcon that turned around and wanted to attack him......

"Lin Yuannan! Hide!

The wolf guards behind him were all shouting, and someone pushed him hard, and he fell to the ground......

The rain of arrows poured down like a torrential rain, and it wiped out everything in an instant......