Feng Changqing was born in the military camp, and his ear power is much better than that of ordinary people, and he has heard the footsteps of those who are moving forward and backward, one hurried and one slow. The person who walked in front of him was undoubtedly Yin Bingxin, who had become more and more famous in the city in the past year, and the identity of the latecomer was of course self-evident. And when he continued to listen carefully, he found that although the other party's pace was slow, like pacing, but every step he took, he was not put aside by the equally anxious Yin Bingxin, and he couldn't help but add a little surprise in his heart: "Captain Yin has the charm of chasing the wind handed down by the King of Wind and Cloud, and his speed is rare in the world. It seems that Brother Xiushi's return message is indeed true, and the top and bottom of the Shadow Hall are beyond the mundane world. ”

And when Feng Changqing continued to be surprised, a notice had come from outside the hall: "Subordinate Yin Bingxin, ask to see the deputy capital protector." ”

"Captain Yin, please come in quickly. ”

After the sentence "Please come in" came out, Feng Changqing unconsciously raised his hand to tidy up the clothes and armor on his body. After this action, he found that he was protecting all sides, and at this time, he couldn't help but smile bitterly as if he was about to meet the little descendant of the elders.

At this moment, Yin Bingxin had already walked into the living room with Tang Ling, bowed down with his fists, and gave Feng Changqing a salute to his subordinates: "Report to the deputy capital protector, the subordinates have invited the master of the Wind and Chill Hall." ”

Tang Ling arched his hand: "Feng Han's opinion is too much to protect." ”

"Well, Chill Hall Master, you, hello. ”

Facing the "wind chill" for the first time, Feng Changqing felt trembling for some reason. Although the person in front of him covered his face with a mask and did not show his facial features, it was speculated from his voice and body shape that he should only be a young man in his early twenties, but for some reason, Feng Changqing felt that the person in front of him seemed to have experienced the vicissitudes of life and did not know how to continue the years, and now he has long been indifferent to the eternal, the rise and fall of glory and glory.

Feng Changqing glanced at Tang Ling a few more times, only to feel that in front of him, not only himself, but even Anxi City, which had experienced many years of war, was just a speck of dust, and he couldn't even cause the slightest ripple in his life. In an instant, the heart of this deputy protector of Anxi was shocked, and only one sentence was enough to express it.

Indifferent to the common people, cold-eyed view of the world, the name of the wind and cold, worthy of the name.

"Deputy Protector?"

Sensing that Feng Changqing was slightly distracted, Tang Ling shouted again.

"Oh, it's a common faux pas. Feng Changqing recovered at this time, "Presumably, the Chill Hall Master has heard from Captain Yin about the predicament that Anxi City is facing now, right?"

"The road is known part. Tang Ling replied, "Taking advantage of the great victory, the black-clothed Dashi is now assembled a hundred miles west of Anxi City, and there is a possibility ......of invasion at any time;

Speaking of this, Tang Ling paused and said that Feng Changqing's biggest headache now is also the main purpose of his coming to Anxi: "In the desert of thirty miles north of the city, evil corpses appear, eating flesh and drinking blood, invulnerable, even if Anxi City is covered by a strong wall, it will inevitably become a purgatory on earth in the future." ”

Three things in a row, each of which is related to the stability of Anxi City, Datang and even the world, Tang Ling said it eloquently, but it was like gossip. However, Feng Changqing was not as relaxed as him, but his face was gloomy and silent, obviously these three things had troubled him to sleep.

Tang Ling asked again: "I don't know if the deputy capital protector has a map around Anxi City?"

"Chill Hall Master, please. Feng Changqing raised his hand and pointed to the side of the living room, but as soon as the words came out, he realized that Tang Ling's mask not only covered his face, but also his eyes, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"The deputy has taken care of it. A chuckle came from under the mask, "Although the chill is invisible now, it doesn't mean that you don't know the layout of the hall. ”

With that, he had already turned around and walked a few steps in the direction that Feng Changqing was pointing.

"It is worthy of the ambush of the four towns of Anxi, and the meeting room is the battle hall. This sand table describes the landform of Anxi City within a radius of 100 miles, and there are not many deviations. ”

Feng Changqing was stunned again, and looked at this "wind chill" a few points higher. After all, no matter whether the person in front of him can really easily solve the tripartite dilemma, now in front of him, there is indeed a sand table that describes the sudden changes in the regional environment of Anxi City, and he can still perceive the surrounding environment so clearly even when his eyes are blinded, which is enough to prove that his cultivation is comparable.

This sand table describes the region, which is summarized by the soldiers of the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate. It is also the detailed investigation of Captain Yin and the brothers of the Rainstorm Hall in the past year that the current scale has been revealed. Feng Changqing didn't dare to bow, "Chang Qingkong has a position, but he has no credit, it's really ...... I'm ashamed. ”

"The deputy capital guards the town and guards the border pass, so that the black-clothed food has not been able to invade so far. This is already a great achievement, so why should you be presumptuous?" Tang Ling turned to Yin Bingxin again, "Bingxin, can this sand table have a copy of the map?"

Since the beginning of the party, Yin Bingxin has stood solemnly aside, and has not joined the dialogue, and now he has to be called by Tang Ling to speak again: "The military aircraft battalion has now made a number of copies, if the Chill Hall Master needs it, Bingxin will go and get it immediately." ”

"Two copies are enough, hand them over to Yanyu, Huo Feiyu, and Sun Zicheng, and let them solve the troubles in the west and south respectively, and as for the evil corpses in the north, I will go there in person." Tang Ling re-faced the sand table, "As for the weapons and other sentences, they are prepared for them." ”

Feng Changqing listened to it and hurriedly agreed.

After everything was decided, Tang Ling stayed in the Duhu Mansion for a while, and told Feng Changqing in detail about the list of some items, and then took his leave after the details of the soldiers' support. Although Feng Changqing kept him many times, he still politely refused. In desperation, Feng Changqing had to personally send Tang Ling and Yin Bingxin out of the house, and expressed his gratitude.

And on the way home.

Yin Bingxin has been silent, although he wanted to speak many times, but he pinched the words at the end.

Tang Ling walked in front and didn't look back: "If you have something to say, just say it." ”

Hearing the teacher speak, Yin Bingxin said with a little trepidation the title that had always existed in his heart: "Master, the matter of the underworld, the disciple has learned about it from the letters of other senior brothers. ”

"And then?"

"The disciple doesn't understand, even if the master wakes up the seniors of the Absolute Shadow Hall, why should he act as a 'wind chill'?" Yin Bingxin asked again, "After the siege of the three parties that day, the master of Qixia Castle Zhang Jin died in internal strife, but Duan Huanshan must not be able to get rid of it. What's the harm if you restore your identity as the King of Wind and Cloud and lead us to annihilate them one by one? Could it be that An Lushan behind him still dares to openly turn against you?"

Tang Ling continued to move forward, and his pace did not change.

"For the current sea of blood, an An Lushan is indeed not a problem. Even if you are annihilated by the whole country of Datang afterwards, you can be fearless. It's just that do you believe that Lord Zhang Jin will really die under Qin Jingsheng's knife?"