Now that you're reborn, who would still keep a mistress for their scumbag husband?

"Ling Jinglan?" Xie Jinzhao couldn't help but shout out. The people confronting her all looked in the direction she was looking. Sure enough, they saw a young man with a green face and fangs, wearing a moon-white robe, with a graceful demeanor, standing out among the soldiers.

The key point is that when such an alien like him came in, the soldiers were like blind and didn't notice anything wrong.

"I haven't seen you for just a while, and you're already causing trouble again!" Ling Jinglan shook his head helplessly, his eyes full of doting. He walked over, rubbed Xie Jinzhao's head, held her ponytail in his palm, and pulled it down from the top.

Xie Jinzhao used to like playing with the pony’s tail like this, and it was a real horse’s tail.

She pulled her hair and glared at him, "Go away. I'll talk to you after I finish competing with them."

Mu Yong looked at Ling Jinglan in surprise and asked, "Are you Master Jinglan from Fengye Tinghai?"

Ling Jinglan nodded, "That's me! If you compete with her, you must be careful."

Mu Yong really took it seriously.

Xie Jinzhao kicked him angrily, "Which side are you on?"

Ling Jinglan did not dodge and was kicked by her. However, when she kicked him, the force was always very light, like tickling. He used to think it was because they had been friends for many years, but now he realized that she was reluctant to do so.

"Neutral!" Ling Jinglan smiled, with stars falling in his eyes, "I know you want to win fairly!"

Seeing how familiar and intimate the two were, Lu Changyuan couldn't help but feel jealous, "Master Jinglan, it's time to compete. Please give way!"

Since Xie Jinzhao is the Rouge Sword, it is not surprising that he is so close to Ling Jinglan.

Yanzhi Jian and Master Jinglan are good friends, and there have been rumors about this in the martial arts world for a long time.

Ling Jinglan took a few steps back and stood behind Xie Jinzhao like a solid wall.

Xie Jinzhao held the Fang Tian Hua Ji in her hand, stepped back, and leaned down. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, she remained unusually calm.

There were a total of six people on Mu Yong's side, each of them holding a weapon. Although they accounted for the majority in terms of numbers, they were not at an advantage psychologically, especially after Ling Jinglan said that. They did not dare to underestimate the enemy, but they were also inevitably a little afraid.

The cold-blooded boy was filled with fighting spirit.

Mu Yong held the long sword in his hand and flicked it lightly with his fingers, making a crisp sound. His eyes gleamed, and he raised his left hand, pointing two fingers upward, and gave the order, "Begin!"

Xie Jinzhao suddenly raised his eyes, his pair of bright eyes were like cold stars, and a cold and arrogant smile appeared at the corners of his lips. The whole person was like a Fang Tian Huaji that could cut through the sky and split the earth, unstoppable.

Weapons and people could actually be integrated into such a perfect state. For a moment, Lu Changyuan seemed to have some understanding, but when he thought that this was the breakthrough brought to him by Xie Jinzhao, he became irritated and spontaneously interrupted this moment of understanding.

There will never be such an opportunity again in the future, but Lu Changyuan does not regret it.

He thought that he would never be able to get over this. He had lost Xie Jinzhao, and he would never be able to reconcile with the past.

The idea of ​​giving up on myself actually took over.

The blade reflected a cold light, and the dazzling silver light jumped around on the field like a moon as Xie Jinzhao moved. Except for a few people on the field, almost no one could see Xie Jinzhao's movements clearly.

Only a few ping-pong sounds were heard, and several people were forced out of the battle circle one after another.

On the court, only Mu Yong and Zheng Xiong were still holding on.

Xie Jinzhao slowed down her movements a little, and many people noticed that she was like a wild beast that had caught its prey and was patiently playing the cat and mouse game with it.

Qing Yunzong's body movements made it impossible for Mu Yong and Zheng Xiong to touch her at all, and when she got excited, she attacked, and the two of them could not resist at all.

The eyes of the onlookers gradually became dull and their mouths were opened so wide that they couldn't close. This young man was too strong!

After twenty or thirty moves, Mu Yong and Zheng Xiong both jumped out of the battle circle. "Yun Qingxiao, don't go too far. If you want to kill me, just kill me. A warrior can be killed but not humiliated!"

Xie Jinzhao placed his Fang Tian Hua Ji on the ground and said nonchalantly, "Don't speak nonsense in front of everyone. Did I insult you?"

The laughter gradually spread. Mu Yong was angry and ashamed, his face flushed. He wanted to kill Xie Jinzhao, but he couldn't beat him.

You can't show off your ability even if you talk too much.

Zheng Xiong stepped on his foot to remind him to stop, then he conceded defeat and said, "Mr. Qingxiao has won. I believe you would not come here for no reason. If there is any need for our cooperation on the battlefield, we will definitely go all out."

"How great is this!" Xie Jinzhao picked up the Fang Tian Huaji and threw it towards the weapon rack, and the Fang Tian Huaji returned to its original place.

"Let's go to the commander's tent and talk things over." Xie Jinzhao turned his head and looked back, then called out to Lu Changyuan, "Duke Dingguo, this kind of discipline in the army is not acceptable. As far as I know, there are quite a few spies from the Southern Chen. Don't let them attack us before we even finish our meeting."

Mu Yong is not the kind of petty person. If he loses, he loses. After coming off the court, he calmed down. He was really so far behind his opponent that he couldn't help but accept it.

"Isn't Master Jinglan here? If someone calls us, Master Jinglan will give us a warning, right?" Mu Yong was clearly trying to please Ling Jinglan.

Ling Jinglan smiled and walked behind Xie Jinzhao, "Not yet, but the scouts in the army can't be just for show."

After entering the tent, Xie Jinzhao got a seat. Lu Changyuan asked Ling Jinglan to sit down, but he refused and stood directly behind Xie Jinzhao like a servant.

Lu Changyuan felt a little uncomfortable, "Master Jinglan, could it be that Master Yun is your master?"

Mu Yong and others felt very embarrassed and shook their heads secretly. The Duke Dingguo's mind was even smaller than a needle tip. They didn't know where his sarcasm came from.

Such words are a real humiliation to Ling Jinglan.

Xie Jinzhao was about to retort, but Ling Jinglan held her shoulder and said, "It's okay."

He actually didn't care.

Ling Jinglan tapped Xie Jinzhao's shoulder lightly with his fingers, met Lu Changyuan's murderous gaze, and said with a smile, "Duke Dingguo has a sharp eye. Since you can see that I came here for Qingxiao, I won't explain any more."

What he meant was, if Xie Jinzhao hadn't come, he wouldn't have come.

Mu Yong hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Yes, yes, Master Jinglan is a man of the martial arts world. He must have come to the military camp to help because of Master Qingxiao."

Xie Jinzhao said proudly, "Yes! Me too. If it weren't for His Royal Highness Prince Zhuang, I wouldn't have come. There's something special between Jinglan and me, and he's not an outsider. Duke Dingguo doesn't have to treat him the same way he treats guests. Let's get back to business as soon as possible. I don't have time to waste here for long."

Lu Changyuan looked at her cold face and finally suppressed the anger in his chest. He said, "You said there is news. What is it?"

Xie Jinzhao said, "According to your marching speed, you should be crossing the Evil Wind Ridge by this time tomorrow. By then, there will be an ambush waiting for you there."