Three days later

Dajin, who originally wanted to fight to the death on the wall of Xiyue, suddenly raised 200,000 troops in the land of Beiling, and in just one day, he defeated four of the eight counties of the four continents of Beiling.

The land of Beiling, the former site of the Northern Wei Dynasty, is connected to Xiyue, and is the largest state of the entire Creation Dynasty except for the central capital, of which the Northern Scale Sword Pond is located in Selangor, one of the four states.

To the surprise of the world, the Dajin Dynasty did not start a war with its nearest Xiyue, but instead attacked Beiling, which was the most firmly defended.

And what is even more unexpected is that Dajin has only 300,000 soldiers and horses, but in just a few days, it has gathered 400,000 iron cavalry, 200,000 in the north and 200,000 in the west.

According to rumors, there were Jianghu people in this battle, and Emperor Yuanwu, who was far away in the capital city, was furious, and ordered Meng Chong to lead 300,000 iron cavalry to Dajin, ignoring the matter of Beiling.

At the same time, Beirong was ordered, and the garrisons of Taihang and Taihang went to Beiling for reinforcements.

At this time, on the Phiyun Peak, the white clouds were like smoke, and the wind was flying. Zhao Wushuang was sitting cross-legged on the towering peak stone and cultivating.

Wisps of demonic energy lingered around him, scurrying like a spiritual snake.

Half an hour later, the flowing demonic qi slowly entered his body, and Zhao Wushuang gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"Demon Spirits! Is it that hard?"

The Thirteenth Demon Spirit, as the Zhen Sect of the Youtan Sect, can be counted on one hand that has been able to cultivate for so many years.

Just as Zhao Wushuang sighed, Wan'er floated in the distance with a food box.

Zhao Wushuang's face was overjoyed, and the troubles in his heart dissipated with the wind on the top of the mountain.

He pretended to be angry and said, "Yo!

Wan'er raised the food box and groaned, "Wan'er is wrong!"

"Ah, isn't this a special place to make amends to Childe!"

Wan'er opened the food box, the box has four layers, like a lotus flower blooming, and there is a dish in each box, a total of eight kinds.

Wan'er said with interest: "I'm afraid that my son won't be used to eating the dishes of the Western Regions, so Wan'er specially ordered the palace dishes to be made in the fire room." ”

"There are the son's favorites, anchovy shark fin, red plum pearl incense, kung pao hare, eight treasure ducks, bergamot golden rolls, golden silk sparrows, hydrangea dried scallops, mountain delicacies spiny dragon buds. ”

"A total of eight products, but unfortunately some ingredients can't be found in the Western Regions, so they can only be replaced by others. ”

Wan'er said and placed the dishes in front of Zhao Wushuang.

Zhao Wushuang was slightly stunned.

A warmth lingered in my heart like the cold winter fire.

He said softly, "I'm tired of Wan'er!"

Wan'er chuckled and said, "What did Childe say!"

"Oh! That's right! Of course, Childe's favorite worry-free wine is indispensable, this is what Wan'er specially asked for when she left!"

Zhao Wushuang pinched Wan'er's little face.

"You'll please your son. ”

Wan'er didn't speak, just covered her mouth and chuckled.

The two sat cross-legged on the peak stone, and Zhao Wushuang chuckled: "On the top of the white clouds, the delicacies are the meal, and the beauties are the companions, it is really fast!"

"I'm afraid I'll get used to this!"

Wan'er gently put down the bamboo chopsticks.

"Childe has bad habits?"

"Not good!"

"Why?"

Zhao Wushuang took a sip of the worry-free wine, thought about it, and pointed to the wine in the glass.

"Just like this worry-free wine, the name of the wine is worry-free, but it does not mean that the person who drinks it is worry-free. ”

Wan'er smiled and picked up the white rainbow sword next to her.

"The worry of the son is the worry of Wan'er, and the hatred of the son is the hatred of Wan'er!"

Zhao Wushuang put down his wine glass and said softly: "Fool! I don't want my Wan'er to fight and kill all day long." ”

"Since God doesn't let me Zhao Wushuang die, then I, Zhao Wushuang, will be the one who is destined to do this. ”

In front of the peak, on the top of the mountain. The clouds of the nine heavens rolled and drooped, and for a while, the wind and clouds changed.

Zhao Wushuang squinted his eyes slightly.

"When did the sky in the Western Regions change so much?"

Wan'er said: "It may be that the whole world has begun to change!"

Zhao Wushuang smiled faintly, "It seems that Wan'er knows a lot! Come and tell Gongzi a good story, she has been staying on this desolate peak for the past few days, but she can suffocate her Gongzi to death!"

Wan'er said with a smile: "Okay! According to Wan'er just got the news, that Dajin suddenly raised 200,000 troops in Beiling, causing the Beiling defenders to be defenseless and were broken into two states in a row. ”

"The 300,000 iron cavalry of Meng Chong fought against the other 200,000 soldiers and horses of Dajin in Western Vietnam, but Dajin retreated while fighting until he reached the outside of Ryukyu on the border of Dajin. ”

Zhao Wu pinched his chin with both hands and said, "When did Dajin have so many soldiers and horses, and he actually had such courage!"

Wan'er took a glass of wine and continued: "Who says it's not, but the creation of the world is not slow to react, and 120,000 soldiers and horses from Beirong and Taihang are drawn to stop the imposing golden iron cavalry. ”

"And now the rivers and lakes are also surging, the Beilu Sword Pond in Beiling Snow Prefecture has gathered three thousand sword cultivators down the mountain, and now there are a large number of people from the rivers and lakes gathered in Beiling Mountain and Sea City. ”

Zhao Wushuang smiled lightly: "It's interesting, it's the so-called heroes in troubled times!"

Suddenly, Zhao Wushuang leaned over Wan'er's side.

Wan'er shuddered, her little face was slightly red, and she said, "What is Childe doing?"

Zhao Wushuang smiled and said, "Wan'er, it's better to..."

"No.. Like what?" Wan'er said softly.

"Why don't we go and join in the fun?"

"Huh?"

"What's up!"

"Nope!" Wan'er's little face was flushed, and even the roots of her ears were red.

She hurriedly said, "No, it's okay! The sect leader can explain! Wan'er doesn't dare!"

"It's okay, there's a son, what are you afraid of, let's not go for a long time, just take a look from afar." Besides, Master and Sister are probably busy now, how can they take care of us!" Zhao Wushuang leaned over and whispered in Wan'er's ear.

Looking at the excited childe, Wan'er pondered for a moment before saying, "Okay!

Zhao Wushuang nodded and said, "Of course, how could Childe ever deceive Wan'er?"

The two quietly descended the mountain, and before leaving, Zhao Wushuang also secretly went to the Shadow Pavilion and stole two of the most precious human face ice skins.

The elder of the Shadow Pavilion is named Bingchan, a middle-aged woman with a beautiful face, but when she returned to the pavilion, she found that her proud work was gone.

A shrill cry echoed throughout the Nether Mountain.

"Ah, dog thief, who dares to steal the old lady's treasure !! a thousand knives?"

In the Netherworld, Mo Linglong was writing a letter, when suddenly, a sharp shout came out.

Mo Linglong frowned slightly, and said to the empty hall: "What's the matter?

A dark shadow slowly appeared in the main hall.

The black shadow knelt down on one knee and said, "Sect Master, I heard that the two top-grade ice skins made by Elder Bing were stolen!"

"Oh?" The corners of Mo Linglong's mouth curled slightly, and she said to the man: "Got it, go down!"

Black Shadow: "Yes!" ”

Mo Linglong shook her head and muttered: "Little rabbit cub, wait for the old lady, and then clean you up when the old lady is free!"

She continued to write, her delicate body slowly elongated under the dim fluorescence.