Yang Jian, is this yours?

King Wu deserves to be the monarch selected by Shangtian Qingchui. His words and deeds are full of kingly style, and he is more decisive when discussing major issues, and he is not as rigid as ordinary nobles. The conversation between them was very pleasant.

"I don't know how Chang is planning to capture the four generals of the Mo Family this time?" King Wu asked Huang Tianhua, but a pair of imposing phoenix eyes glanced at Qingxi inadvertently.

How could Jiang Ziya fail to understand King Wu's thoughts, he smiled wryly in his heart, neither side understood the current situation, how could Qingxi be allowed to go to the battlefield at will, in case of any accident, if the alien star derailed and the world was uncertain, he would be mere A mortal body is absolutely unbearable.

"Your Majesty, the old minister has already made arrangements. Martial nephew Huang will be the main general in this battle, and Nezha can fight with him." Jiang Ziya nodded to Huang Tianhua.

King Wu pondered for a moment, then glanced at the expressionless Qingxi, with a pure and kind smile on his face and said: "That's it, let's make it so."

Qingxi looked at King Wu and felt that he was different from Emperor Xuanzong, but he couldn't explain why, obviously this kind of imperial aura was so similar.

Sensing Qingxi's gaze, King Wu turned around and smiled at him.

After Jiang Ziya gave an order, all the soldiers began to get ready to go, and there was a solemn atmosphere in the barracks.

Xie Qingxi was sitting on the pile of grain and grass, watching the soldiers below busy, and suddenly had the illusion of seeing the Datang military camp.

"Hey, Qingxi!"

A cheerful boy's voice interrupted his contemplation, Qingxi turned his head and saw that it was the chirping boy he saw when he woke up, called... what was his name?

Qingxi took another look. Although her face was still calm, she was actually very conflicted in her heart - I couldn't remember the name of the person, what should I do now?

"What are you doing there?" Nezha looked at the young man in a strange Taoist robe sitting there, and felt that he had an indescribably comfortable feeling all over his body——

Nezha jumped up and sat next to Qingxi, his eyes crooked with a smile: "What's so interesting about it? Immediately I will fight with Brother Huang, and that scene is much more interesting than this."

Qingxi was taken aback when he heard the words, and said, "Why?"

"Huh?" Seeing Qingxi talking to him, Nezha was very excited and didn't care about Qingxi's cold face, so he asked cheerfully, "Why?"

"...Why do you think fighting is interesting?" Qingxi couldn't understand the thoughts of the young man in front of him—for him, war was synonymous with bloodshed and casualties. The suffering people still couldn't bear the slaughter on the battlefield in their hearts. The scene of life and death left an indelible bloody impression in Qingxi's heart.

Nezha scratched his head, not knowing why Qingxi would ask such a question, he played with Hun Tianling, and said honestly: "...I don't know either, it's just that among the things I have experienced, there are only people who kill the enemy on the battlefield. Only then can I refresh myself a little bit? Besides, the ones I killed were all King Zhou’s monster soldiers and evil generals, and I was doing meritorious service for the Great Zhou..."

Nezha stopped, seeing that Qingxi didn't answer his words, he also lowered his head and fiddled with the Huntian Ling in his hand, and stopped talking, but fiddled with it again and again to show his frustration.

"I understand." Qingxi patted him on the shoulder suddenly, and said seriously: "You must pay attention to safety when killing the enemy." Qingxi didn't know the history of King Wu's defeat of Zhou very clearly, and didn't know What kind of character is this young general, but Nezha can be so highly regarded at such a young age, maybe he is also a brave soldier.

Seeing that his little friend was talking to him again, Nezha nodded happily and said, "Of course! Don't underestimate me, I'm very good! Just watch!"

Seeing the brilliance in his eyes, Qingxi turned her head away uncomfortably, and responded with a low voice.

"Nezha! Come down quickly, your senior brother Huang has already led the troops to the Yuanmen." Jiang Ziya was not displeased when he saw Nezha and Qingxi sitting on the pile of grain and grass, but his tone was a little urging.

When Nezha saw that Jiang Ziya came to find someone in person, he hurriedly resigned from Qingxi and said to Jiang Ziya, "Master, don't worry, Nezha is going now."

After saying that, Nezha stepped on the Hot Wheels and quickly disappeared.

"This child..." Jiang Ziya shook his head, with a helpless smile, he raised his head and said to Qingxi who was sitting alone on it: "Little friend Qingxi can come down first, Pindao has something to say to you."

Qingxi glanced at the direction where Nezha disappeared, then got up and jumped down, standing opposite Jiang Ziya.

"Let's follow the poor." After Jiang Ziya finished speaking, he glanced at himself calmly—very good, well-dressed, and then led Qingxi to a place calmly.

Many soldiers the two met along the way saluted Jiang Ziya respectfully. Qingxi watched their words and deeds curiously, and walked to the gate without knowing it.

"Let's go up the poor road and have a look." Jiang Ziya invited.

Qingxi was willing, he stepped up the stairs leading to the top of the fence, stood on top and looked around.

Jiang Ziya asked the soldiers stationed around to retreat. Seeing that Qingxi was watching the battlefield carefully, he smiled and began to observe the movement on the battlefield.

At this moment, on the battlefield billowing with gunpowder, Huang Tianhua was fighting fiercely with Mo Liqing, and Nezha was also fighting Mo Lihong evenly. On the battlefield, the gongs were roaring, and the corpses of the fallen soldiers were stained with blood. The battle flag was red, and it was a tragic scene.

Qingxi's eyes fell on the four generals of the Mo family who were wrestling with Nezha and others, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

"Qingxi—"

Hearing Jiang Ziya's voice, Qingxi turned to look at him, paused, and asked, "Prime Minister Jiang...what's the matter?"

Jiang Ziya said: "Qingxi, do you still remember that when Pindao introduced you to King Wu today, you were said to be from Penglai Xiandao?"

Qingxi nodded, and said with a strange expression: "Of course I remember——it's only been less than an hour."

When Jiang Ziya saw his expression, he had a bad intuition, and hurriedly said: "Pindao introduced Qingxi's origin in this way, please forgive Qingxi, and listen to Pindao's explanation."

Qingxi nodded again, and a pair of bright Zhaozi just stared at Jiang Ziya without blinking. Jiang Ziya thought he was not thin-skinned, but his old face was still uncomfortable to be looked at by his serious eyes.

"It's like this," Jiang Ziya's eyes wandered for a long time and then turned to Qingxi. He remembered the master's entrustment, and his face couldn't help becoming more serious, and said: "You are a person from another world, except me and others. You must not let outsiders know about it, especially the emperors of the world and those demons with evil intentions, otherwise, dangerous things may happen at any time."

Qingxi waited for Jiang Ziya to finish speaking before turning his head away. His eyes were on the distant battlefield, and he was a little dazed. Then Jiang Ziya heard the boy's hoarse voice respond, "Okay."

Jiang Ziya is in a good mood now. Seeing that the situation on the battlefield seems to be very unfavorable to the enemy, Huang Tianhua and Nezha and other generals are more brave than one, so he laughed unconsciously, but then his smile froze on his face— —

Huang Tianhua was hit in the back by Mo Liqing with something, and fell off the horse. Mo Liqing was about to hit him on the head, apparently to take his head, but Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, He rushed to the front and rescued him.

Over there Nezha and Mo Liqing began to wrestle, and here Qingxi had uneasiness in his eyes. He touched Liu Guang behind him, but in the end there was no movement, and he watched Jiang Ziya's movements beside him.

"Oh," Jiang Ziya pulled out a weird expression as if he had a toothache. Seeing that the situation was reversed, he couldn't help worrying in his heart. Sure enough—the momentum of the Da Zhou army, which lost its general, also dropped a lot. It collapsed like flowing water, and even Nezha had to deal with it even harder, and finally ran back to the Xiqi camp before the four generals of the Demon family sacrificed their treasures.

"It's not good." Jiang Ziya didn't care about Qingxi anymore, and hurried down the tower.

Qingxi glanced at the cheering and congratulating enemy troops again, paused for a while on the faces of the four generals of the Mo family, then turned around and went downstairs.

Seeing Huang Tianhua being carried up, Jiang Ziya saw that his eyes were closed tightly, and tried to test that his heartbeat had stopped, but it turned out that he had already died.

Jiang Ziya's face was full of regret and grief. This young man who was still in front of him just now, now...

Huang Feihu rushed over after hearing the news, and after seeing his son's body, the always heroic and iron-blooded King Wu Cheng burst into tears, he held Huang Tianhua's hand tightly, and said with a choked voice, "My son has only been in Xiqi for such a short time. One day, unexpectedly encountered such an accident, I, Huang Feihu... and the four generals of the Demon Family will never stop dying! They must return my life!" After speaking, seeing Huang Tian's lifeless face, he couldn't help but shed tears.

Qingxi watched from the side, clenched the sword in his hand, turned and left.

Walking in the camp, he saw soldiers passing by carrying the wounded, and his ears were filled with the painful groans of the wounded. He quickened his pace, sat down in a quiet corner of the camp, and stared blankly. Thinking about something.

Jiang Ziya paced in the prime minister's mansion, frowning and sighing constantly. Huang Tianhua's body is parked here now, but he doesn't know what to do. The four generals of the Demon Family are getting more and more rampant, but the momentum of his own army is gradually weakening. It won't be long before Day, but it will be defeated without a fight!

At this time, a small soldier came in from outside the door and reported: "Prime Minister Qi, there is a long man outside the door asking to see you."

Jiang Ziya hurriedly said, "Please!"

He hesitated for a while, and then told the little soldier who was about to go out: "Go find someone to find Taoist Master Qingxi."

"Yes!"

A handsome and lovely boy came in from the outside. He bowed to Jiang Ziya, and his eyes stopped on Huang Tianhua who was placed there. There was no sadness on his face, but there was even a little helplessness in his eyes.

"Where did Dao Tong come from?" Jiang Ziya asked.

The little boy replied: "The disciple is Baiyun from Daodezhenjun's residence in Ziyang Cave. This time, I was ordered by my master to pick up my senior brother Huang Tianhua back to the mountain."

Jiang Ziya was overjoyed when he heard the words, and he came over and asked, "Is there a way to help my brother?"

Boy Baiyun said: "Of course, Uncle Shi doesn't have to be too impatient."

"Okay!" Jiang Ziya praised, helped him carry Huang Tianhua on his back, and sent them out the door, just happened to meet Qingxi who had rushed over.

Baiyun boy and Qingxi looked at each other, he gave Qingxi a polite smile, and then he sacrificed his treasure and flew into the sky, where he disappeared in an instant.

Qingxi glanced at the direction in which they disappeared, and asked Jiang Ziya: "Prime Minister Jiang, why did you ask me to come?"

"Come in and talk." Jiang Ziya asked Qingxi to enter the big tent with him and let him sit down.

Jiang Ziya sat on the main seat, picked up the cup and took a sip of water, then stroked his beard and said, "Qingxi also saw the scene on the battlefield just now. This battle is extremely risky. I thought my nephew To help each other, I never thought that I would not be able to defeat those evil spirits and heretics, but I was actually tricked into it."

Qingxi nodded silently.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Jiang Ziya sighed silently in his heart, and said softly, "My little friend doesn't know how to get home now, and he doesn't have a place to live. Why don't you stay in my camp first, and wait for yourself in poverty." will be well received."

Qingxi glanced at the old man on the seat, cupped his hands and said, "Then I will trouble Prime Minister Jiang."

"No trouble," Jiang Ziya said with a smile, "Dazhou is now employing people, if Qingxi can help him, it will be a good thing."

Qingxi naturally understood Jiang Ziya's meaning, he said: "Prime Minister Jiang, if there is a place that can be used to go to Qingxi, just ask, if Pundao can do it, he will definitely not refuse."

Jiang Ziya nodded with a smile, no matter how he looked like a cunning fox, he said, "—OK."

Let's say that Huang Tianhua was brought over here by his master, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the wrinkled face of his master facing him, so scared that he got up and retreated.

"Sinister!" Daozhen Lord Qingxu came up and slapped him on the back of the head and said, "It's really embarrassing for your master, tell me what you did after you went down the mountain? What's the matter with this outfit? ?”

Huang Tianhua covered his head with his teeth bared and said, "Disciple dare not! Master spared me!"

Qingxu Daodezhen took two steps back, and returned to his immortal appearance, he glanced at his apprentice and said, "Forget it, if it wasn't for your Uncle Jiang this time, I would definitely punish you for thinking Pass."

Huang Tianhua hurriedly came down to apologize to his master, and then saw Baiyun boy behind his master, and greeted him with winking eyes.

Bai Yun gave him a slight smile, then gestured him to look at Master with his eyes——

"Sinister! What are you doing?! How dare you not listen to Master's speech?"

"Oh, master, stop beating, the apprentice knows his mistake, master forgive me!"

"Little bastard! I still want to teach your junior brother to fail. After taking the treasure, I will go to meet the four generals of the Demon family. This time I will succeed!"

"Hey, hey, yes, the disciple is under orders... Master, stop beating..."

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Tomorrow is really going to be tens of thousands more every day...it's all my fault...I'm so tired...Yang Jian and Qingxi are going to meet after a hard fight~~~Huang Tianhua: "Junior Brother, look at Master hitting me, it hurts so much QAQ"

Boy Baiyun (laughs): "Senior brother, don't worry, I have some medicine here for you to rub."

Huang Tianhua (nods hurriedly): "Okay, okay, hurry up~"

……

Boy Baiyun: "Senior brother, you just applied the medicine, why did you take off your clothes?"

Huang Tianhua: "Oh, it's convenient this way, junior brother, hurry up and do it."

Baiyun Boy: "..."

Huang Tianhua: "Why don't you move?"

Boy Baiyun: "Hello, Master."

Huang Tianhua: "Master...Master?! Oh, master, don't hit me! Disciple knows his mistake! Oh, brother, save me!"

Qingxu Daodezhenjun (raised his hand and hit): "Don't you understand that you are so careful to think about being a teacher? Sinister! What are you trying to do to your brother? If you want to take off your clothes, okay, go to the top of Qingfeng Mountain and think about your mistakes! No clothes are allowed !"

Huang Tianhua (tears): "Master, I was wrong QAQ"

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