Martial Arts: The Lonely Shaman of the Nine Worlds was exposed, and Yueyue burst into tears!

Lin Ran didn't speak, but nodded, and Zhu Houzhao walked away.

"Mr. Lin, are you not afraid that he will reveal your identity? Or..."

Shangguan Wan'er paused for a moment, then said, "Directly lead the army to encircle and suppress."

"You will and he won't."

Lin Ran smiled and shook his head.

Zhu Houzhao had seen his own methods and led the Red Flame Army in a battle, so it was impossible for him to do such an unwise thing.

Shangguan Wan'er pouted unwillingly.

"By the way, brother-in-law."

Lian Xing suddenly remembered something and said: "When we flew over the border, I vaguely saw that Beimang seemed to be gathering an army. Are you planning to attack the Central Plains as well?"

"Bei Mang?"

Lin Ran stroked his chin and thought for a while, feeling a bit puzzled: "It shouldn't be, Xu Xiao's life and death are not yet known, with Tuoba Bodhisattva's prudence, he will not rush in rashly."

"unless……"

Unless there are immortals descending to earth!

A gleam of light flashed across Lin Ran's eyes.

But he didn't intend to take care of it.

The rivers and lakes in Dali are the top in the entire Kyushu. There is the second king in the world, there is Deng Tai'a, the peach blossom sword god, there is Li Yufu in Wudang, and now there are Wen Hua and Zhao Xichuan.

In addition, Li Chungang is not dead yet, even if there are immortals coming down to earth, Dali is enough to deal with it.

What's more, the sword I borrowed has not been taken back yet.

……

Mongolian royal court.

The atmosphere in the entire king's tent was extremely suppressed, and no one dared to make the slightest sound.

Yelu Hongji sat on the throne, his face extremely gloomy.

In this expedition, he personally led 30 cavalry to attack thousands of miles day and night, in order to catch Da Song by surprise.

Originally, they could already see the border of the Great Song Dynasty from a distance, but they didn't know where to kill a soldier and horse of tens of thousands.

Just tens of thousands of people...

At that time, he only thought that Da Song had noticed it in advance, so he stopped his plan to use cavalry to forcibly attack the key point, and planned to eat the man and horse first, and wait for the follow-up army to arrive before attacking the key point.

But when they really fought, Yelu Hongji realized how outrageous it was.

Is that human?

Do not!

That's definitely not human!

7 people are like one person!

Even the sound of galloping up sounds like there is only one horse, which is simply unimaginable.

30 people were beaten back and forth by tens of thousands of people, but they were powerless to resist.

No matter how he changes his formation, the opponent can always accurately find the weak point, like a sharp knife, tearing apart his own formation in the blink of an eye.

If he hadn't decisively ordered the retreat, it would be hard to say whether the entire army would be wiped out.

"Has the battle damage statistics been calculated?"

Yelu Hongji asked in a deep voice.

"Statistics... the statistics are out."

A burly man who looked a bit like a civil servant wiped his sweat and replied: "Thirty-seven thousand and four hundred and fourty-two soldiers died in battle, two thousand and eight hundred and sixty-five horses were lost, and countless wounded..."

"Huh? Why is it so small?"

Yelu Hongji frowned and asked.

The civil servant was so frightened that he prostrated on the ground and trembled, "I have reviewed it twice, and everything I said is true."

"I know why."

A general raised his head and said in a low voice, "The enemy doesn't want any prisoners or horses."

"Those scattered soldiers have returned one after another, and they also brought a lot of abandoned horses."

"The enemy army is like... just to fight a battle..."

Simply to fight?

Yelu Hongji thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out, and then asked again: "Has anyone seen the origin of that army?"

"Report to Your Majesty, if the general's guess is correct..."

The general who spoke before spoke again, "The other party should have appeared on the gold list... the Red Flame Army!"

"Red Flame Army!?"

Yelu Hongji smashed the armrest of the throne.

Everyone straightened their backs just now and crawled down again.

In the entire king's tent, only Yelu Hongji's unwilling roar remained.

"Red Flame Army?! Why is it the Red Flame Army!!"

"Could it be that heaven really only has pity on people from the Central Plains?"

"With the Red Flame Army here, wouldn't it be impossible for my prairie man to enter the Central Plains forever?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"The sky has no eyes!!!!"

……

Bei Mang.

"Have the immortals made arrangements?"

Looking up at the sky with her hands behind her back, the empress asked lightly.

"It's all arranged."

Tuoba Bodhisattva replied in a muffled voice.

"This time I have to thank you."

The empress turned around, smiled and said, "I don't really like dealing with these guys whose eyes are above the top."

"Your Majesty is not afraid of being heard."

Tuoba Bodhisattva still looked like a simple and honest old farmer, and he didn't hide anything when he spoke.

"What are you afraid of? Just like I use them, why aren't they using us to get what they need?"

The empress twitched her lips, and said helplessly, "If those people in the Central Plains hadn't been hostile to the immortals, I'm afraid they wouldn't have come to look for us. We know each other well, so there's no need to be hypocritical."

"Well, that's true."

Tuoba Bodhisattva nodded in agreement, and mentioned another matter: "By the way, there were only eighteen immortals, but they found me just now and said that there might be eighteen more."

"Eighteen more?"

Empress Murong frowned slowly, "What on earth are they trying to do? Eighteen is already the limit we can bear, and eighteen more..."

"Hong Xixiang's reincarnation went to the fairy world..."

"What does this have to do with the lower realm of immortals?"

"Er... Xu Zhihu didn't ascend first, it seems that he was wronged a little in the fairy world..."

"I understand, these people came down to avoid disaster."

Empress Murong suddenly felt a little funny, "Tuoba, tell me, what's so good about ascending to the Immortal Realm after working so hard in cultivation? In the end, you were frightened like a bereaved dog by a latecomer."

"Well...Hong Xixiang is not a latecomer."

Tuoba Bodhisattva thought for a while, and said: "He is the reincarnation of Lu Zu. After awakening, he is equivalent to the reincarnation of Lu Zu. Even in the fairy world, he can be regarded as a senior."

"Hey... Hong Xixiang."

When mentioning Hong Xixiang, Empress Murong thought of the phrase "Jiangnan is good, the red clothes are best", and felt a little emotional for a while.

Half an hour passed.

"Let them come down as many as they want."

"But you have to make an agreement with them in advance, but if there is someone who dares to bully my people in Beimang, don't blame me for uniting with Kyushu..."

"Kill them all!"

Chapter 76

In the picture, Jian Chi, who is meditating to heal his wounds, can vaguely hear a sound similar to the ringing of a bell.

Then he saw a scene that he will never forget.

It was a small town.

All the residents in the city died tragically, and the earth was stained dark red by the dried blood.

The height of the pile of corpses exceeded the city wall.

And on top of the pile of corpses, there was a man standing with a sword.

His armor and long sword have been covered in blood, only a few corners are still shining with gold.

"Hahahahahaha~"

Suddenly, the man raised his head and laughed wildly.

That face was exactly the same as that of Jian Chi!

"--No!"

Jian Chi woke up abruptly, and began to pant heavily.

"Brother Jian Chi, what's wrong with you?"

Yu Xiaoxue was also taken aback, and hurriedly asked with concern.

"I... I dreamed that I killed many, many people..."

Jian Chi was covered in cold sweat, and his voice was extremely difficult, "My hands are covered with blood, and in my dream... I am still very happy."

"This dream must be false."

Yu Xiaoxue held Jianchi's trembling hand and said seriously: "I believe that brother Jianchi is kind by nature, and would rather hurt himself than kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"You believe me?"

Jian Chi paused, and slowly looked at Yu Xiaoxue, "What if one day I really become that kind of person?"

"Brother Jian Chi."

Yu Xiaoxue tightly held Jianchi's hand, "If there is a day, I also believe that Brother Jianchi has no choice but to do so, and doesn't really want to do that."

"Xiaoxue..."

Jian Chi suddenly smiled, his expression obviously relaxed, "Thank you, I'm fine."

"Ah."

Yu Xiaoxue nodded happily, then suddenly revealed a trace of doubt, and said, "Brother Jianchi, can I ask you a question?"

"Go ahead, if I can answer."

Jian Chi nodded.

"I can't figure it out. It's you who gave up your life to save me, but not the emperor of the earth. This is different from what mother said."

Every time Yu Xiaoxue thought of the palm that Jian Chi resisted against her, something strange appeared in her heart.