Beiyin Great Sage

"Brother Zhou."

Mo Shanjing was pleasantly surprised, and flew closer with his wife:

"I heard that you went to patrol near Dijiabao, we are still worried..."

"Fortunately it's okay!"

"Oh!" Zhou Jia's eyes moved slightly:

"You already know the news?"

"I heard." Mo Shanjing sighed, stretched out his hand and pointed forward:

"Di Jiabao announced his belief in the Dark Mother Queen. A few days ago, the formation in the castle was opened, and many comrades who were trapped in it... none of them survived!"

None survived?

Hearing this, Zhou Jia couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

There are dozens or even hundreds of Baiyin coming in and out all the year round, but none of them escaped?

"Hey!"

Mrs. Mo was also worried:

"I heard that Dijiabao had a secret relationship with the dark race very early on, but this betrayal is still because of the Taixu Pavilion."

How did it get involved with Taixu Pavilion?

Before Zhou Jia could ask, Mo Shanjing had already explained.

"The Di family and the Jiang family are family friends. Di Fu's success today is due to the support from the Jiang family when he was young. His wife is also the daughter of the Jiang family."

"Now that Di Jiabao has betrayed, the situation on the front line has changed, and people are panicking. I don't know how the situation will develop next."

Zhou Jia understood, and his complexion became gloomy.

"Stop!"

A shout sounded from afar:

"The three of you, please take out your identity tokens."

At this time, Cannes had already entered a state of war, and the large formation covering the entire audience was activated, and they entered and exited for interrogation to ensure that everything was safe.

"Don't worry too much."

Mo Shanjing took out the token and comforted in a low voice:

"Kangcheng is a heavy city, with the golden creature Liu'e sitting in town, even if something happens in other places, we will be fine here."

This is both comforting others and comforting yourself.

Having said that, it is inevitable that there is still some worry on the face.

Their husband and wife are not good at fighting with others, and there are many disciples who have to take care of them. If the situation changes, I'm afraid they can only follow the trend.

"Where do you two live?"

After entering the city, Zhou Jia asked:

"Zhou will go to Yuan Pavilion to report the mission first, and then visit when he has free time, and discuss what to do next."

"Alright."

Mo Shanjing nodded, told where the two lived, and left in a hurry.

……

Yuan Pavilion.

The place where Cannes complexly releases and reports tasks, and even exchanges merit for materials.

"Zhou Jia?"

The person in charge of the reception raised his head:

"Are you that Zhou Jia who was patrolling around Dijiabao?"

"good."

Zhou Jia nodded.

The place was full of people and voices, and the word Dijiabao sounded, and the people around subconsciously held their breath and looked over.

"You're not dead?"

The reception staff looked surprised, and then waved their hands again and again:

"That's not what I mean, it's just news from Luanluo City that Fellow Daoist Zhou may have... been killed."

after all.

According to the news from Luan Luocheng, the person in front of him should be hunted down by a seventh-rank silver, and the chance of surviving is really small.

"It's a fluke." Zhou Jia smiled wryly:

"It can only be said that Zhou was lucky. Although the situation was dangerous at the time, he escaped from death after all. I wonder who sent the news from Luanluo City?"

"Miao Gan." The receptionist lowered his head to confirm the name, and said with a smile:

"Zhou Daoyou seems to have gone astray and came to Cannes, but it doesn't matter, the credit will still be credited to you."

"Ah."

"Let's confirm our identity first."

"Yes." Zhou Jia should be, and said again:

"Is there any news about our other companion, Li Baoxin?"

"No." The receptionist shook his head:

"However, the three auspicious people have their own talents. They not only discovered the problem in Dijiabao, but also returned one by one. I think Mr. Li will be fine."

"hope so……"

Zhou Jia nodded slowly.

……

……

……

Transmission array.

Compared with the teleportation array in Luanluo City, Kangcheng is ten times larger.

Seven huge teleportation arrays are located in the open space, and spiritual light keeps emerging, with figures appearing and disappearing, and the arrays cover all directions.

The noise is coming and going.

"Can't teleport? Why?"

"Yes, we have already agreed to go to Lingbao today, what if we miss something?"

"The money has been paid, and now you are not allowed to leave. What do you mean?"

"..."

Zhou Jia stood behind the crowd, holding the token in his hand, with a helpless expression on his face.

"Everyone!"

A person in the field flew into the air, showing the cultivation base of the sixth-level silver:

"You should be very clear about the current battle situation on the front line. This time has already entered the wartime, and the teleportation array is also under strict control."

"It's not that Yan refused to let you go, but Senior Liu personally issued an order. Without permission, everyone is not allowed to leave without permission."

"The money will be returned to you."

"If it caused a delay, I can only say sorry."

He looked around, and his voice froze:

"If anyone continues to make trouble without reason, don't blame Yan for being rude, or you can go to Senior Liu to reason."

There was silence.

Asking the golden creature to reason, I'm afraid it's not courting death!

Zhou Jia shook his head, flew into the air, away from the teleportation array, and those who planned to fly away like him had no choice but to say goodbye one by one.

There is indeed a mission, and they are still entangled.

But it depends.

Nothing will come of it.

……

"Leaving Cannes?"

In the room, the Mo family looked at each other and said in a low voice:

"We also had this plan, but it is not easy to go. The teleportation array currently only connects to a few nearby places."

"Yuancheng, there are only those who come here, and there are no ones who can go back."

"You two can't help it." Zhou Jia frowned:

"The situation on the front line is getting worse."

There was silence.

It has been seven days since Zhou Jia came to Cannes, news from the front came from time to time, but there is no good news yet.

Dijiabao betrayed.

Di Fu secretly coveted many banned Heize.

These black swamps merged into a huge black swamp in Dijiabao, which could even send the top silver dark races over.

The counterattack against Dijiabao not only failed to make progress, but retreated steadily.

It is said.

There are golden darkfolk hanging around there.

"The lineage of the disciples also betrayed the Tianyuan League, and some members of the Shan Gang even stabbed the allies in the back. In just a few days, a seventh-rank silver has died."

Mo Shanjing moved his body, with anxiety on his face:

"It's getting worse and worse."

Not only Dijiabao!

In the past few days, several forces have intermittently declared their belief in the Dark Mother Empress and betrayed the Tianyuan League, causing the battle situation to completely get out of control.

"The real disaster has not yet begun." Madam Mo said with a gloomy expression:

"Since more than ten years ago, the Queen of Darkness has gathered heavy troops on the border. Once they are dispatched, Cannes may become the front line."

Zhou Jia's eyes flickered.

He was worse than either of them thought.

Dijiabao, disciples and other forces have long been in contact with the dark mother, so their record on the front line these years is very problematic.

Maybe.

The power of the Dark Empress has already infiltrated the front line to be riddled with holes. Once a full counterattack...

It's no wonder Taixu Pavilion frequently sent letters asking for support, fearing that it had already fallen into heavy siege, the battle situation on the front line was already bad and couldn't be worse.

After all, they were not high-level members of the Tianyuan League, and their understanding of the frontline battle situation could only be discerned from the official news.

But his intuition told Zhou Jia.

don't go.

May never go again!

"actually……"

Mo Shanjing leaned forward and said in a low voice: