fox master

"Yes." As the man said, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Zhan Yixuan.

Zhan Yize took the paper, and according to a special rule, attached the spirit power of the fox clan to it, gradually, the words appeared.

"Your Majesty, there is news from Mo Qianlin from the Tiger Clan that the Second Highness of the Tiger Clan, Xi Xiao, has gone to the Tiger Clan battlefield in disguise. I have sent the letter to him, but after all, Xixiao is one step behind, and Qingqiu has no more soldiers to send, so I hope your lord will make a decision."

Zhan Yize's eyes gradually became serious. He looked at the date. Zhan Jiuxian wrote a letter a week ago, and it was only passed to him today. On the other side of the ghost year... according to the conditions of Fengxian City and Qingqiu on the Tiger Clan Battlefield, The distance, at the fastest it will take three days to deliver.

Three days is enough for Xi Xiao to do a lot of things.

Before he left, Gui Nian's expression suddenly appeared in Zhan Yize's mind, and he clearly remembered the reddened fear in his eyes.

fear?Zhan Yize twitched the corner of his mouth. It's not that he doesn't know some things, but what if he knows?The fox family is in such a critical situation, and he can't take care of his own mood, so how can he take care of everyone's mood?

Everyone has emotions, but everyone is also doing what they have to do.

So he didn't say anything, and still handed over the extremely important Tiger Clan battlefield to Gui Nian, who followed him all his life, and he shouldn't let him down.

But now, Zhan Yize has a bad premonition, he knows Xiaonian's temperament, unstable mood, three days late information, deep-minded Ouyang Kuang...

Zhan Yixuan's pupils shrunk, he couldn't lose either of Ghost Nian and Fengxian City.

He directly burned the letter with fire spiritual power, and took out a piece of bronzing beige paper from his storage bag, with metallic spiritual power in his fingertips, he wrote on it:

"Immediately send someone to Fengxian City to assist Gui Nian, and keep Fengxian City at all costs." After he finished writing, he hooked Qingqiu's aura, and a strange pattern slowly appeared in the lower right corner of the paper, a demon that looked like a fox but not a fox. The beast's nine tails circle around, forming a clear word "war".

He folded the paper and handed it to Zhou Mingdao: "This is passed on to Yuesheng, the master of the wolf clan."

Then he took out another piece of paper: "I will let Yuesheng tune the wolf clan to rush to Fengxian City, and let Gui Nian hold on and guard Fengxian City to the death." Then he stamped his unique seal again and folded it.

"This one, give it to Zhan Jiuxian." Zhan Yixuan continued to order.

There must be some movement when Xi Xiao makes a move. Fengxian City is in the middle of Lihen City and Qingqiu. It is an extremely important city in the west of Qingqiu. Zhan Yize couldn't control that much about Yuesheng's identity.

First, the poison of the God-shattering thorn caused heavy losses to the Fox clan, and Xi Xiao's presence on the battlefield threatened the fundamental interests of the Fox clan.

Looking at Zhou Ming's leaving figure, Zhan Yize no longer smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Fengxian City

In the City Lord's Mansion, a young man in black was sitting on the main seat. His high-tipped hair was somewhat messy, and the ends of his hair were covered with sticky blood. His pair of exquisite and classic eyes were full of coldness and fierceness. .

"How many of us are left?" His voice was a little hoarse, with obvious fatigue.

"Back to Ghost Lord, there are [-] soldiers left from the Fox clan, [-] soldiers from the Butterfly clan, and probably... [-] soldiers left from the Tiger clan." The man kneeling on the ground was soaked in blood and reported in a weak voice.

Gui Nian clenched his fist tightly, 500 people, out of thousands of fighters, there are only 500 left in his hands, seven days ago a man wearing a mask suddenly appeared on the battlefield, he didn't even know who that person was , an unprepared battle, he was directly seriously injured.

With the commander seriously injured, the Tiger Clan ambushed everywhere, forcing them into a panic... Four days ago, when he knew that that person was the Second Highness of the Tiger Clan who was best at gathering information and liked to plan secretly, it was already too late.

The "weak and resourceful" Second Highness of the Tiger Clan, Xi Xiao, ah, Wen Ruo, this Second Highness is hiding deep enough.

He couldn't figure it out, and watched the Fox clan being besieged and killed again and again, and in the end he had to summon the Xuedie clan members with doubled consumption, and barely guarded the city gate. is decreasing.

500 people, [-] Tiger Clan soldiers, four times the gap, how can he defend Fengxian City?How to defend Fengxian City?

The anxiety in Gui Nian's eyes kept increasing. If Fengxian City was lost in his hands, and the western door of the Fox Clan was wide open, what face would he have to meet the Lord and return to Qingqiu?

Those anxieties piled up little by little, and combined with the hostility in his natural ability, they gradually grew into a kind of paranoid madness. His delicate and cold phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, and he looked right at the fox soldiers kneeling on the ground.

If he really came to such a desperate situation, he would have no choice but to do that... His Majesty said that as long as his belief is not harmed, it doesn't matter whether he is kind or cruel.

Big deal, he trades injuries for injuries.

……

On the other side, after Zhan Yize had arranged everything, he looked up at the three of them, to be more precise, at Zi Qiyuan, "When does Tianchen Race need to come back?" he asked.

"My lord, you can come back the day before the game." Zi Qiyuan replied, he paused, and continued: "There are countless formations in the silver forest, please allow me to accompany you for a few more days."

"Then follow." Zhan Yize rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

The four of them packed up their things and set off for the redwood forest. The redwood forest is not big or small. There are many small groups coming and going, but the more people go in, the fewer people go. How many people are left, if you can still see those who have been walking without turning back, then it is likely that they are going to the Wu Clan.

A few people from Zhan Yixuan met such a group of people. The two groups were very close, so they naturally saw each other.

The young man in the lead of the team was stunned for a moment, then looked at Jimotu, "Jimotu, what are you doing, bringing so many people to the Wu Clan?"

Jimotu's eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled innocently. He lied and said without drafting: "This is the person invited by the head of the family. It is said that he can help the Wu clan survive this disaster. Of course I will be responsible for taking it back. How about you? You What are you doing here in the Redwood Forest?"

The young man looked at Zhan Yize and the others, snorted and said, "It's not your brother, he's so stingy, Yin Luolin's soul condensing fruit is not ripe, and he is the only one in the Wu clan who has a few ripe ones, but what did you say?" He also refused to exchange one for us, so I had no choice but to come to this redwood forest to try my luck, and I really got the deal." At the end, the boy's eyes showed joy.

"Bailiyin, is your sister still ill?" Jimotu asked suddenly.

Baili Yin looked at Zhan Yichou and the others again, sighed and said, "Since he was invited by Patriarch Jimo, he must already know what happened, and I won't hide it from you. It's getting more and more strange, natural disasters continue, many people in the clan get sick and die, my sister is born weak, and she hasn't been cured since she got sick, so she can only hang her life with the soul condensing fruit.

You also persuaded the head of the Jimo family that although the Baili family fought endlessly with the Jimo family, they never hurt their lives. The Wu clan should work together to tide over the difficulties at such a critical moment. "

Bailiyin's eyes are very sincere, it can be seen that every word comes from the heart.

Jimo Tu grinned and said, "Don't worry, the Patriarch has his own sense of propriety. Last time Sister Xue came here and didn't talk about it, it was fine. My brother is the only one in my family who has a weird temper, but it's just a weird temper. In fact, he is also thinking about What about the witches?"

Bailiyin glanced at his gentle and friendly sister Bailixue beside him, a flash of peace of mind flashed in his eyes, and then he looked deeply at Jimotu, "That's good, if the Wu Clan can survive this calamity, Baili It is also possible for the family to jointly govern Yinluolin with the Jimo family."

This is the attitude that the Baili family has expressed long ago.

Jimo Tu immediately said: "I know, I know, don't worry, the witch clan is my grandfather's life, it is impossible to stand by and watch."

Baili was only slightly relieved because of his inner worries, but when he turned his head, he met the gaze of the man in red. The white jade mask covered most of the expression on his face, only the bright red thin lips were exposed. There was a trace of an unknown smile, which made him feel chills for no reason.

He quickly turned his gaze away, secretly thinking that the person invited by Jimo's family was really weird.

The two teams walked the same road not too far away, and gradually arrived at the Wu Clan.

Zhan Yize and his party didn't stop until they reached the territory of Jimo's family. It wasn't until Bailiyin's figure gradually walked away that the expression on Jimotu's face, whose back was turned to him, calmed down a little bit.

"Hate him?" Zhan Yize asked with a smile.

"Except for elder brother, the Wu Clan has no one they like." Jimotu opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhan Yizaodao seriously.

In fact, many things are preordained. From the moment Jimotu was born, Jimo Yuemen only used and deceived him. Their brothers and the Wu Clan were doomed to be incompatible, and to him, the Wu Clan was not important To the point where you can sacrifice yourself, so why is it so important?Actually, there are.

Jimotu thought of his elder brother, and Zhan Yixuan's gentle and firm back in the Wulin, the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, in fact, there was one.

Zhan Yize's eyes were dark, but he didn't say anything, he just walked into the room with Jimo Tu.

Jimo Tu led a few people through the main hall and came to a courtyard, "Your Majesty, you can adjust here tonight, and the next morning, my subordinates will find someone to take us into Yinluo Forest."

"Looking for someone? Someone from the Baili family?" Zhan Yize asked, remembering that Yin Luolin was in charge of the Baili family.

"Um"

"It's Bailixue?" A calculating light flashed in Zhan Yize's raised peach blossom eyes.

"You can't hide anything from your lord." Jimotu responded with a helpless smile. He just said that their power had penetrated into the Baili family, and your lord guessed who they were controlling based on everything today... Such a quick response was indeed as daunting as the rumors said.

The No. 80 generation of fox ancestors who are considered exhaustive in the legend... If the disaster of the fox clan is indeed the malice of fate, then God really has too much injustice to the fox clan.

Zhan Yize smiled and said: "I see, you will send the Ningshen Fruit later, and the rest of you can find a room to rest, I live in this room." Zhan Yize said, pointing to the room to the north.

Shui Xiao should be right, only Zi Qiyuan and Jimo Tu didn't say anything, they looked at each other, Zi Qiyuan took the lead and said: "My lord, there is the fruit of congealing the soul, and it is safe to exercise the power and adjust the breath." Go through the attack of the desire to grow weeds, but if you find someone to vent, the effect of the medicine will be more completely dissipated, and the spiritual power will be better preserved, which is conducive to tomorrow's trip to Yinluolin."

Zi Qiyuan's face was full of tenderness and concern.

Zhan Yize smiled, "Qi Yuan means, who are you looking for?"

Zi Qiyuan looked directly into Zhan Yixuan's eyes, and said warmly, "This subordinate is willing."

Zhan Yixuan raised his eyebrows, "No selfishness at all?"

"Yes, this subordinate wants to get close to your lord." Zi Qiyuan's voice was deep and pleasant, revealing a firm flavor.

Zhan Yize burst out laughing, "Heh, hahahaha, your body is... all right?" Looking at Zi Qiyuan's pale face, he said curiously.

"It's no problem to serve Your Majesty." Zi Qiyuan replied with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Yes, I'm sure, come tonight." Zhan Yize said in a lower voice, his magnetic voice was like a lover's whisper.

After speaking, he raised his eyes slightly and looked at Jimo Tu, obviously knowing that he still had something to say.

Jimo Tu bowed respectfully to Zhan Yize, and then said: "My lord, the soul-condensing fruit has the characteristics of fast loss of power and slow absorption, so it is best to take it quickly when it is taken off, and then absorb it slowly. Move up and take fresh soul condensing fruit."

Zhan Yize looked into his eyes and asked, "Where is the soul-condensing fruit?"

"In my brother's backyard."

"Where does your brother live?"

"beside"

The side yard?Zhan Yize looked at Jimo Tu's eyes gradually darkened. Jimo Tu was a little nervous. He knew that Zhan Yize had a decisive attitude towards Jimo Wu. Naturally, he was afraid that he would feel that his brothers had ulterior motives. He knelt down and explained: "Your Majesty, I don't mean anything else, but this yard is indeed the safest." This yard was prepared by my brother for the possibility of my lord coming to the Wu Clan. It is the best in terms of comfort and safety. Even better than Jimo Wu and Jimo Yuemen.

"Oh? It means something else, what does that mean?" Zhan Yize blinked and asked with a smile.

Jimo Tu was speechless, even though he was usually sharp-tongued, Zhan Yize's rhetorical questions made him not know how to answer.

Zhan Yize snorted, and stopped embarrassing him, "Then I will go, and take me there now." He looked at the already getting late sky, and said to Jimo Tutu.

Jimo Tu breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, my lord, follow me down."