In front of Fanhe City, the immortal warlock was still standing with his hands in his hands, but Sima Ling, who was lying on his shoulder, had already shrunk half of his body behind the shoulder pads of Wei Ye's Taoist clothes.

Whether Helan Gong reveals his true body, or the Sea of Frost extinguishes the thunder and fire, no matter how powerful Xuanhe's momentum is, no matter how amazing the scene, it will be difficult to shake Wei Ye's mind at this moment. From the beginning of his career as an astral adventurer, the weakness and vacillation of the unemployed folklorists who belonged to the unsuccessful folklorists have now been washed away.

Behind him, a group of gentry led by Wu Xie had already been led by the guards, and they walked up tremblingly.

In the afternoon of this day, the minister, who said that he was more like a civil official than a Taoist priest, sent an order to the gentry of the city to line up from the city to welcome the reinforcements.

However, the so-called reinforcements were nothing more than this crazy old man with a lame foot, a blue mark on his face, and a half-blind and weak old man.

If it weren't for the fact that Wei Ye's elite was still there, and the threat of force was greater than everything, who would be willing to risk being attacked by the rebels to get out of the city?

However, on the top of the hill, an open-air banquet that was almost inclined to die turned into such a battle of immortals and gods beyond their most unbridled imagination!

Shocked, awe-inspired, terrified, frightened...... Under the mixture of all kinds of emotions, from the captain of the peasant to the bottom, whether it is a Han official with a crown and a belt, or a wealthy family who has guarded the household for generations, the impact this time is not small. Many people are deeply aware of their common sense, and they have been shattered into powder in this unearthly battle, and even have a feeling of the sky falling in panic.

These characters with seven emotions on the face only faintly have such a feeling, Wu Jie, the captain of Nongdu, who has lost his face early in the morning and sold himself to take refuge, this feeling is obviously deeper.

Wu Xie was still holding an extremely rare silver-gray fox fur in his hand, which was originally intended to be draped on Wei Ye when the wind rose - first of all, he had to earn more impression points in front of this counselor who supervised the war, and the two should also be clearly expressed in the officialdom of Fanhe County, Wu Jie, my agricultural captain, from beginning to end, there are always people on it!

But I didn't expect that Wei Ye would make such a big scene and big news without saying a word!

I said before, what about us? I said before, what about the splendid future in the future? Even such an important scene to show your strength, Wei advised you not to foresee that you would be dismissed!

Speaking of which, this is really wronging Wei Ye. Don't say that a demon god like Helan Gong, who stands at the peak of Liangzhou, is Zuo Ci, who can only be cultivated to a half-immortal body, and the whereabouts and movements of Wei Ye, an immortal warlock who is just enough to reach the standard of a master of magic and is not proficient in divination, can be mastered casually?

If it weren't for Zuo Ci's thoughts of the same way that Dao Zuo met and cooked tea all night, he didn't restrain his own breath, and let Wei Ye look in the direction of the Qiang army, and saw a faint trace of green qi outside the city in the early morning, and he wouldn't have stopped this old acquaintance at all.

As for Helan Gong, the head of the ghosts and gods of Liangzhou, he didn't suppress his own divine light at all, and secretly played the trick of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and the divine light with deep blood was as eye-catching as a lighthouse in the dark night in the eyes of mortals who were familiar with qi magic!

But Wu Xie is not a sorcerer, so why did Wei Ye bother to explain these details so carefully with him?

With the scepter in hand, Wei Ye is the angel who supervises the war on behalf of the imperial court, and the name of righteousness is naturally on his side, so he, the counselor, is the overall situation. In order to take into account the overall situation, Wu Xie is not salty and indifferent to this grievance of this nongdu lieutenant!

Facing Wei Ye, Wu Duwei's expression today was extraordinarily attentive, and he lightly held the silver fox fur and put it on the young counselor in front of him, and he pointed respectfully behind him: "Advice, according to your orders, the lower officials have prepared the carriage and horses, and the city has already prepared the fine house." The wind and frost are cold this night, so why don't you go back to the city with this old gentleman Zuo and then talk in detail? In short, please advise you. ”

Wei Ye smiled and said nothing, but he looked at Zuo Ci and said softly: "Senior brother Mingjian, driving the jade dragon, riding the Qingluan, or the cloud car pulled by the Xuanhe Bailu, our conditions are insufficient, and we can't buy it for the time being." However, with the horses and high carriages, the junior brother can barely afford it, and if you don't return to Fanhe City with the junior brother as a guest, it is up to the senior brother to make up your own mind. ”

Although the words were so beautiful, Wei Ye's eyes were full of conspiracy and success - even the immortal Dao people who liked to cultivate in the mountains were not all the same temperament as the legendary Mr. Baishi who would rather stay alone in the mountains than fly to the upper realm, blindly cold and did not eat the fireworks of the world.

And Mr. Wujiao, Zuo Yuanfang, in that time and space without him Wei Ye, hung a mocking face, pulling mockery all the way from Xuchang to Jingzhou, and single-handedly played the princes anxious with the art of transformation and concealment, which was the lame one-eyed Taoist who made the princes anxious?

When he ascended to the heights and looked at the world, there was also a figure with a hot liver and sausage, and it was him.

Hearing Wei Ye open his mouth to stay, Zuo Ci smiled lightly, but turned his head and pointed to the Qiang army camp on the opposite side that seemed to be starting a carnival: "Although the demon god was forced to show his true body to break the thunder and fire combination of you and me, but that real body still has a bit of illusory flavor, and it is not going all out." With the power of Taoist friends, why be too afraid. ”

Zuo Ci said this, but Wei Ye shook his head, still with a mocking expression that was not lost to Zuo Ci: "If I want to pat my ass and leave, don't say that Helan Gong, even the ancestor of Helan Gong, is only worthy of eating ashes behind my buttocks." However, if I leave, what will happen to the thousands of living beings in Liangzhou? Will it be those corpses who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and will completely turn into a pile of rotting flesh in motion, or will they become the human animals at the ceremony of sacrifice to the gods of these rebels? If this is the end of this story, I will move in reinforcements in the future, and wear all the Qiang people from Helan Gong to the last one who can still breathe with big wooden stakes, so that they can bloom like sunflowers under the scorching sun, what is the point? Senior brother, your idea is too bad, let's listen to another one. ”

Listening to Wei Ye's unruly rhetoric, Zuo Ci gently touched his beard, shook his head, and sighed: "Fellow Daoist, you are always such a pungent character. You use the lives of the soldiers and civilians in this city to suppress Xiaosheng, can Xiaosheng really go?"

The answer was Wei Ye, who turned around and got into the car, with a low laugh: "Senior brother, don't forget, the younger brother is not only a Taoist priest, but also a person in the officialdom. This kind of high-pitch singing that can force the listener into a corner is exactly the professional specialty of my generation. ”