389, return
"I couldn't believe it, but I had to believe it. This letter is written by Brother Xiushi himself, and he is very clear to everyone here. Feng Changqing glanced at everyone again, "Feng Hanqi has been unpredictable since he appeared in this world, but all signs show that he has long been above the mortal world and is not limited by the world. In that case, why don't we give him a favor? Maybe there will be unexpected gains in the future. β
Among the generals, there are still some people who are unwilling in their hearts: "But do we want to return these 2,000 Blood Sea elites in vain?"
Referring to the 2,000 Blood Sea disciples who have been assisting Anxi in garrisoning the border, Feng Changqing inevitably felt a little pain at this moment, but after thinking about it, he still made a reluctant decision: "They are not soldiers of the Anxi army, so they will be returned...... Let's just give it back. Moreover, now that the crisis in Anxi City has been resolved, the black-clothed food will not be able to attack again in the next few years. It is worth exchanging 2,000 elite soldiers who do not belong to us for ten years of stability. β
After everyone listened, several generals were unwilling and were about to speak-
"This westward journey, you have not seen the means of the rainy girl. Feng Changqing took the first step and raised his hand to interrupt, "Wind, fire, water and thunder, at your fingertips, swept a radius of 100 miles, and in just two days, more than half of the legions that had been hoarded by black-clothed food for a long time were seriously injured, but because she deliberately kept her hand, no one died." There are also dark green beasts accompanying her, rampaging among the army, and it is like entering a no-man's land. That kind of scene, not to mention those Western barbarians, even I felt palpitations when I watched from a distanceβsuch a strange person was just a junior of the wind and cold, do you really have a way to disobey him?"
When Feng Changqing said this, everyone fell silent again.
"Now that we've come to this, let's not be reluctant. From tomorrow onwards, you will have to do your part. The crisis of the big food in black has been solved, and we finally have a moment of respite. Taking advantage of the present, it is the first thing to make up for the bones and blood that have been damaged during this time, and stop clinging to those so-called elite soldiers who do not belong to Anxi. β
Feng Changqing glanced around at everyone and made a conclusion for today's events. It's just that anyone can see that even he feels sorry for these 2,000 elite soldiers, obviously after countless battles between heaven and man, he made such a decision.
Following.
As soon as the morning arrived, Tang Ling and his entourage had begun to prepare for the return journey.
According to the earlier arrangement, the little guy rushed to the north immediately after returning to Anxi City, and escorted Huaichen, who was still trapped in the lock ice, back to the sea of blood for disposal. Yanyu followed Yin Bingxin, and embarked on the return journey to Chang'an with Yanling and Dujin. As for Huo Feiyu and Sun Zicheng, they traveled lightly, and rushed to the north gate of Anxi City with Tang Ling at dawn, and set off with several unplanned companions.
And this plan is also unexpected.
At the north gate of Anxi City, the "companions" in Tang Ling's mouth had been waiting here for a long time, and when the leader saw them appear, he had already stepped forward respectfully and bowed: "I have seen the Lord of the Cold Hall." β
Although the other party's tone was respectful and did not show the slightest hostility, after Huo Feiyu and Sun Zicheng saw the identity of the comer, they still couldn't help but grab Tang Ling in front of him and make a defensive posture. The appearance of such a frightened bird made Tang Ling laugh dumbly, and gently flicked back with one hand, pulling the two juniors back behind him: "Bai Song is a guest I invited to the sea of blood, you two must not be rude." β
The impression of Wu Baisong is that Huo Feiyu and Sun Zicheng are still stuck on the night when they first arrived in Anxi, and the latter intended to assassinate Tang Ling. As for the later journey between Tang Ling and Wu Baisong to the north, and the fact that Yin Bingxin secretly looked for Wu Baisong to discuss important matters, they didn't know anything. Now that we meet again, it is normal to be vigilant in advance. Wu Baisong naturally knew this, and hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade: "Chill Hall Master, several of us are already the generals of the defeated army, how can we bear the word 'guest'? β
"They are not my disciples, and I am just a bully to them. Tang Ling was polite in the face of Wu Baisong, "Baisong, I don't know what I asked for earlier, how is it going now?"
Wu Baisong understood, and took out a small box from his arms and presented it: "This is the anti-heaven pill that Bai Song and your brothers have found in the past few days, and please take a look at the cold hall master." β
Tang Ling casually weighed the weight of this small box, and found that there were indeed several anti-heaven pills loaded in it: "This thing is dangerous, not only because it makes the user turn into an evil thing, but also because it hides secrets, which is enough to make you fall into a situation from which you will never recover." It is rare to be able to preserve it to this day, but it can also be said that it is quite lucky. β
Of course, Wu Baisong didn't know the inner mystery of the Anti-Heaven Dan, but in front of Tang Ling, he didn't dare to ask rashly. However, at this time, he finally entrusted this murderous thing to Tang Ling, and he was relieved, and only responded to the other party's emotion with a silly smile. Tang Ling also knew that he was in a messy mood at the moment, and after putting away the Anti-Heaven Pill, he had already changed the topic: "Today's trip, have you been enlightened?"
Wu Baisong was slightly stunned, and after understanding what Tang Ling was referring to, he immediately replied: "We are all defeated and remnants, what consciousness can we speak of? β
After spitting out this sentence, Wu Baisong took a few steps back and stood in a row with the rest of the underworld disciples, with a calm expression on his face, just waiting for Tang Ling to deal with them. However, their reaction in this way did not seem to be recognized by Tang Ling, and after shaking their heads self-deprecatingly, the latter had already taken out a Yi Jing Bead and gently crushed it.
The Yi Jing Bead shattered for a moment, and the gray mist filled again, instantly enveloping everyone and blocking their vision. By the time they saw the scene reappear, the desert outside Anxi had long since disappeared, replaced by a vast expanse of grass at their feet. I saw a magnificent city standing half a mile away, as if it had been waiting for them for a long time.
"This is ......"
Although he already knew Tang Ling's true identity, after experiencing such a fantasy experience in person, Wu Baisong still couldn't help but be a little stunned, and he couldn't help but look around, and finally inevitably fixed his eyes on the city in the distance, and a guess also floated from his heart: "Is it ...... there?"
Tang Ling gently straightened the mask on his face: "This is where the headquarters of the Blood Sea is located, also known as the Blood Sea City. β
"What?"
Suddenly hearing the origin of this place, everyone was stunned on the spot. The reason for this is not only Tang Ling's means that can make people cross thousands of miles in an instant, but also because of the Blood Sea City in the distance, which has been famous for many years, but has never been seen by outsiders.