Stunning beauty

The night wind rustled.

The battle in the West has come to an end.

Tianyu's army was defeated, fought and retreated, and fled towards the Western Region.

On the side of the merchants, the army pursued them relentlessly and tried their best to expand the results.

At the rear of the defeated Tianyu army, Mu Shouzhi, the commander of the silver-armored cavalry, was in charge alone, his armor stained with blood, and he personally cut off the rear of the soldiers behind him.

The divine power was exhausted, and the source of the fire burned. Under the night, the hot blood mist was like a blood flame, dazzling and dazzling.

Ahead, the King of Triumph stepped forward with a saber in his hand and said calmly, "Commander, put down your sword. As long as you admit defeat, I will not kill you. With the position of the commander in the Tianyu Palace, Tianyu Palace will definitely think of it." I’ll find a way to redeem you!”

"Admit defeat?"

Mu Shouzhi put his sword on the ground and said in a hoarse voice, "King of Triumph, are you insulting your opponent?"

After hearing the words of the commander of the silver-armored cavalry in front of him, the King of Triumph sighed in his heart and said, "Sorry, since the commander-in-chief has made up his mind, I will personally see the commander-in-chief on his final journey."

As soon as he finished speaking, the triumphant king turned the saber in his hand, and under the moonlight, his eyes shone brightly in the cold light.

Ahead, Mu Shouzhi let out a deep breath and forcibly raised his sword. No matter what, he would fight until the last moment.

Surrendering on the battlefield is a shame for a soldier. Mu Shouzhi, who has a bright life, would rather die standing than kneel down to survive.

It is a humiliation for a soldier to admit defeat and wait to be redeemed!

"Mu Shouzhi, admit defeat!"

At this moment, in front of the throne of the Heavenly Mandate Palace in the Western Regions, the scholar looked to the east and ignored the rules and ordered, "This is my order!"

The moment the scholar personally intervened in the war, Nanling, Donghai, Rushou and High Priest Baiyue looked at them at the same time.

The eyes of the three gods in the human world, in different realms, collided fiercely, and the atmosphere in the entire human world seemed to be in a stalemate.

"I will only tell you one sentence, and as a price, I will also give you an explanation."

The scholar felt the two breaths coming from Donghai and Nanling. He responded in a deep voice, turned his palm to condense his energy, and then slapped his chest with a heavy palm.

In an instant, blood stained the temple, shocking the three red archbishops in the temple.

After the scholar punished himself with a palm, the glances from Donghai and Nanling were withdrawn and no longer paid attention to.

In front of the throne, the scholar stumbled and steadied himself, his eyes staring at the battlefield in the east, his expression rarely losing its previous calmness.

Don’t worry about running out of firewood to keep the green hills alive. Mu Shouzhi, don’t act impulsively!

On the Western battlefield, after the scholar's voice rang out, in front of him, the King of Triumph stopped, his eyes slightly focused, waiting for the decision of the commander of the silver-armored cavalry in front of him.

To be honest, he didn't want to kill the commander of the Tianyu Palace. It wasn't that he was merciful, but it was just that a living Mu Shouzhi was more valuable.

It is absolutely impossible for Tianyu Palace to redeem people without paying a certain price.

"Palace Master, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

At night, Mu Shouzhi turned his back to the west and responded calmly, "On the battlefield, as a soldier, you can lose your life, but your dignity is priceless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the five divine treasures around Mu Shouzhi began to roar violently, and the divine light shone brightly, illuminating the dark night.

"King of Triumph, I've kept you waiting for so long!"

Mu Shouzhi looked at the opponent in front of him and said, "Come on!"

"as you wish!"

The triumphant king responded without any further hesitation, holding a saber and rushing forward.

At night, the swords collided, and the violent power spread rapidly, completely engulfing the battle situation.

In the Heavenly Mandate Hall of the Western Regions, in front of the throne, the scholar heard Mu Shouzhi's choice, his hands clenched tightly, and a look of anger flashed across his pale face.

After a long while, the scholar looked at the three red archbishops below and said, "Archbishop Qi Yu, go to the Central Plains and bring Mu Shouzhi back."

"Yes!"

Below the main hall, Archbishop Prairie respectfully accepted the order and immediately turned around and left.

At the same time, in Nanling, in the Wenren Mansion, behind the head of Ru, Fa Ru withdrew his gaze from a distance and said, "This is the first time in so many years that I have seen a scholar so rude."

It can be seen that Mu Shouzhi is much more important to the scholar than the average subordinate.

"The outcome is already determined and no one can change it."

In the front, Confucius responded calmly, "If you are only one move away, you have to admit it."

While the two were talking, in the room at the back, Wen Renwuque was sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes dull, but his fingers were tapping the handle of the wheelchair unceremoniously, as if he was calculating something.

After a long time, Wenren Wuque seemed to have figured out something. He looked shocked and said, "Confucian leader, in the land of sudden change, the last Netherworld figure will be born soon."

Outside the room, Confucius heard a voice behind him and asked through his heart, "How long?"

In the wheelchair, Wen Renwuque replied solemnly, "Two months!"

"Two months?"

Confucius murmured softly and replied, "At that time, the war was almost over."

Thinking of this, Confucius looked in the direction of the Central Plains and said, "Little guy, how about I give you a master?"

In the wilderness of the Western Territory of Great Shang, Li Ziye heard the voice of the old Confucian man. He didn't show any excitement and asked first, "Who is it and what are the conditions?"

This old guy never shows off his courtesy for nothing. If he takes such initiative this time, there must be something wrong.

"The Sword God Wenrenshi."

In Wenren Mansion, Confucius replied, "There is a girl named Wenren Yuexiu. Her cultivation level is in the late stage of the Five Realms. She is probably not far from the peak of the Five Realms. If you want it, I will give you an extra Qi Sect master. Her grandfather is well-known and was once the head of the Confucian sect. You have also heard of his pseudonym in Nanling, Clay Bodhisattva."

"Mud Buddha?"

In the Western Region, Li Ziye looked surprised when he heard this and asked, "The clay Bodhisattva who deceived the Ye family into making swords?"

"good."

Confucius responded, "How about a master of swordsmanship and a master of Qimen as a gift? Your Li family will make a lot of money."

"condition."

Outside the battlefield in the Western Territory, Li Ziye asked very calmly, "Don't rush to draw the cake first, let's talk about the conditions."

"In the land of changes, the last Netherworld figure will be born in two months. You have to find a way to deal with it." Wenren Mansion, Kong Qiu said.

"No."

Li Ziye heard the old Confucian man's conditions and refused without hesitation.

Pick up your uncle!

"Don't refuse in a hurry, think about it carefully."

Confucius hurriedly advised, "What if we can think of a solution?"

"Let's talk about it. After two months, I might be cold."

Li Ziye said calmly, "Old man, you are very good at playing. The sword god Wen Renshi can be tricked into Confucianism by you. Is it possible that you can cure their night syndrome?"

"No."

Confucius shook his head and replied, "However, your brother and the others have already gone to the forest to look for Night Epiphyllum. It is said that Night Epiphyllum can cure their disease."

"Second brother has gone to the forest or not?"

Li Ziye's eyes narrowed and he asked, "How many people are there?"

"It's hard to say now."

Confucius glanced in the direction away from Sen and replied, "That side is almost overcrowded now."

(Ps: Douyin follow: Yixi Yanyu.)