The north of Ziye City is a dense forest. The evergreen pine and cypresses give the team a certain degree of shade. The team plunges into the forest, like a tiger sending a dragon into the sea, traveling quickly through the complex and rugged forests.

Each of them knew in their hearts that whether they could escape was not only related to their personal safety, but also to bear heavy responsibility for the fate of Ziye City. Ye Wuqiu and others, as outsiders, were not obviously touched, but for the native Yuheng subjects, they did feel a little proud of their death for the national disaster at this moment.

"Yan Laojiu, where are we going? The only cities in the four sides are close to Ziye, Hengju and Lingye." The man spoke was a fierce man. He dared to call Yan Laojiu's name directly, and he was obviously a powerful person with sufficient identity. The man continued: "My sect has a crystal mine business, and I also know this area well in business."

The tone of the Chinese was also considered kind, but unexpectedly, Yan Laojiu's tone changed suddenly.

"Doing business? Can you call doing business? Isn't it different for bandits?" Yan Laojiu said coldly without even turning his head.

"What did you say? I dare to say it again!" The man immediately furious and rushed. The team that was originally Gao Zheng was stopped immediately. At the same time, several people from the same force looked bad and eager to try.

Ye Wuqiu looked at this scene in surprise, and when he understood what he had given birth, he let his people slightly distance themselves from him and watched coldly.

At this time, he saw Huo Lingchang's strange appearance, and his sweet look seemed a little anxious at this moment. Ye Wuchou asked with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable? You have been walking so far. I can't bear it all the way."

Being carried by someone with fighting spirit is not like walking on flat ground. Fatigue or not is closely related to physical fitness, because this is like driving a car and trekking for a long distance is inevitable.

"Mr. Ye, I'm a little tired. My affairs don't matter. I just grit my teeth and persevere. But don't you think it's not the time for a quarrel?" Huo Lingchang's autumn waves were filled with worry.

Ye Wuchou sneered and said, "There are rifts between these forces. Now that the country is in trouble, there will naturally be people who are loyal and righteous, and there will naturally be people who take advantage of the opportunity. Although it is difficult to see clearly who is dedicated to the country and follow the public from our perspective, there is still the ability to keep it alone. Whether they are united or not has no certain reason to do with us."

Lan Ruyu walked to him, and she took over the conversation and said, "Everything is done according to the opportunity. If the situation is not good, you can leave. These messes have nothing to do with us. Sister Lingchang should not worry about it."

To be honest, Ye Wuchou felt that Lan Ruyu's words were sour, and this present made him laugh and cry. Huo Lingchang seemed to have this present. She looked at Lan Ruyu with pitiful big eyes and then Ye Wuchou, gradually hiding her emotions.

After such a few short sentences, I looked at the confrontation between the big man and Yan Laojiu. People from other forces hesitated to look at the two waves of forces facing Mai Mang, obviously not knowing how to deal with this situation.

The atmosphere was a little frozen, some were at a loss, some were gloating, and some were extremely anxious.

However, the one who broke this atmosphere was the laughter of the man. He restrained his fierce attitude and said contemptuously: "Yan Laojiu, Wanjie Sect is just a dead wood sect with silver-like spear tips on the outside. What qualifications do you have to comment on us like this?"

Yan Laojiu was unmoved, but dangerous light was reflected in his gloomy pupils. He heard this and instead restrained his attitude of being ready, he looked slow and leisurely. He said, "Don't you know what the Wanjie Sect is? The meat that was torn off from you back then is still fragrant and fragrant when chewed."

"You...!" The man was stunned and could not find any words to dismiss. He was angry and shone with a bright light in his hand. A large black and shiny knife appeared in his hand. His muscles were tangled, and his aura was visible to the naked eye and burst into pieces all over his body.

The forest was shaken and the birds and beasts nearby were frightened and fled.

Just as the man could not suppress his anger and planned to show his skills, Yan Laojiu left a light sentence and said, "If you want to fight, I, Yan Laojiu, have never been afraid of anyone. I will definitely be with you if I have time in the future, but this is not the time. If you still have a little sense of responsibility, just follow me. After all, one more person will have more strength. What's more, the younger generations of each sect are in Ziye City. If Ziye City is captured, then their consequences can be imagined."

This is so righteous that it seems that the great man is not aware of the truth. When the great man heard this, his expression turned purple and pork liver, but he could only eat coptis chinensis. Yan Laojiu said this. If he still pestered him, it would obviously be unfavorable to the country. Who can afford such a crime?

"Old Yan, even though we say that, we still have to decide whether to go to Hengju or Lingye." At this time, Ye Wuchou, who was shouting high for Yan Laojiu, said.

"We divided our troops into two groups and went to the two cities to seek help. Because the palace was in chaos suddenly, we did not have the souvenirs to fly to Piying. If we went all the places, we would be rejected and everything would be stopped." Yan Laojiu said.

"When it comes to Hengju City, there are many soldiers and generals, but Lingye is the same level as that." Someone in the team suggested, "It would be better to gather from various sects and go to Hengju, which is more convincing."

"Good idea, just do it." Yan Laojiu agreed immediately, and then he squinted his eyes and said, "Then we have to invite the little brother from outside to Lingye. For the sake of Yuheng Kingdom, please do not refuse."

Ye Wuchou exchanged glances with Fkro and others. He was a little confused about what Yan Laojiu meant, but according to rational judgment, Yan Laojiu mostly suspected that he and others were spies. In fact, it is easy to understand. He is an outsider, and there is no evidence to prove that he is not a group with the invaders. Therefore, Yan Laojiu probably isolated himself and others with the mentality of seeing through but not saying it out.

If you follow this idea and continue thinking, if Yan Laojiu and others would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one go, then wouldn’t you go to Lingye to die?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that I can’t help but be merciless. If what I expected is right, will someone follow me?

The facts quickly confirmed Ye Wuchou's idea. Yan Laojiu said: "You are not familiar with the place, so you can go with you. He is very familiar with this area. He can save the most time with him."

Ye Wuchou looked at the person recommended by Yan Laojiu. He was slender, with a feather fan and a furnishing scarf, and a graceful and elegant young man.

"Wanjie Sect, a white-faced scholar." The man was arrogant and looked at Ye Wuchou with his eyes slanted and his tone was very arrogant.

A brief self-introduction is enough to explain many problems. If you have enough weight, how could you suffer such frivolity? No wonder he thought too much. If you are in the world, if you don’t have a single mind and think about the problem thoroughly and carefully, it will inevitably cause far-reaching harm.

But at the same time, it is not ruled out that this person is arrogant and arrogant.

Ye Wuchou responded politely: "I hope to give more advice on the road ahead, and I hope to tolerate any inappropriate things."

The white-faced scholar still said coldly: "It's not a question of advice. I just hope you don't hold me back, and I'll be content."

Based on his previous experience, Ye Wuchou knew that Fcrolo's hot temper would definitely not be able to withstand such frivolity, so he stopped Fcrolo with his eyes before he could do it.

Although Fcrow was obeying Ye Wuqiu's order, the indignation of more than a dozen people behind him were still obvious to all. The white-faced scholar snorted coldly, but Qingqi turned his head away.

The scene is a bit awkward, but time is tight. No matter from what perspective, this situation must be broken by Yan Laojiu.

"Don't be rude to the white-faced scholar. The younger brothers are not people of Yuheng. Now they sacrifice themselves to help and are generous and loyal. How can they be worthy of your like this?" Yan Laojiu pretended to be angry and said.

Since he said it was anger, he said it was not good at speaking, but when he said it was pretending, the tone and atmosphere he created gave people a bit of a slight feeling.

Ye Wuchou smiled slightly and said, "Since the white-faced scholar was recommended by Mr. Yan, he must have a good status and strength. It is a great honor for us to be able to walk with you all the way."

"This is naturally the white-faced scholar who is young and newly promoted to the Dou King, and the power of the new generation of my Wanjie Sect." Yan Laojiu introduced.

Ye Wuchou was slightly shocked. He turned out to be a powerful Dou King. Judging from his appearance, he already had the strength of Dou King when he was just around the corner. He was really a master of martial arts practice.

Who would have thought that no one from Ye Wuchou said rudely, but the previous big man's cold and dark ring knife gently reflected a dazzling light. He sneered: "What a great thing to do with the new Dou King!"

Hearing this, the white-faced scholar said without any permission: "If you have a comparative attitude, you can let your sect rookie fight me. The facts are better than words, and the result will be better than thousands of words."

The big man did not expect that the white-faced scholar was not afraid, and was slightly stunned and then said, "What a fact is better than words! The young man is crazy and arrogant, so let us see the top and bottom at the Hundred Sects Conference of Tianyuan Province!"

The white-faced scholar seemed much more polite when facing the great man. He smiled faintly and bowed, "Then it's better to obey your orders than respect."

The Hundred Sects Conference? Ye Wuchou heard this word and couldn't help but think of the notice posted by the Imperial Secretariat Court that he saw in Hucheng. The birth of the Hetu Luoshu must have been the direct reason for the so-called Hundred Sects Conference.

If we part here, we may meet again, it may be at the meeting of the Hundred Sects. Ye Wuchou made up his mind to complete the escort mission and went to this famous gathering in the Xuanxing Empire to find out the truth. If we can explore the mysteries of the world and find the rhymes of the ages at the right time, it may be impossible to dig out treasures and be of great benefit to our cultivation.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but talk to the white-faced scholar for a long time.

Ye Wuqiu stepped on the first half of the walk and said, "Since that's the case, let's go your separate ways. I don't know how long it can be defended in Ziye City, nor how long the war will last. We should fight every second, and we cannot say that reinforcements will arrive in one second, so the ever-changing battlefield will show a good and beneficial transformation."

"At a young age, we are justified and well-founded. We have wasted too much time here." Yan Laojiu was verbally criticized and looked at the big man inadvertently. The tone of the word "waste" was particularly heavy.

The big man understood, wasn't this obviously a satirizing him and pushing all the mistakes on him? But the big man was furious and also learned smartly. He knew that if he continued to delay, he would inevitably arouse anger from other people who were loyal to Yuheng, so he had to break his steel teeth and swallow it.

The team stayed in the dense forest for a moment, then they were divided into two, and the two waves of people advanced in different directions.

Shortly after the two waves of people parted ways, dozens of people wearing gorgeous armor came solemnly. They all saw the dense patterns from afar, the glittering and the splendor of the shiny feathers were pleasing to the eye.

The team seemed extremely well-trained. In order to observe the surrounding situation, they twisted the soil ashes and looked carefully, then waved their gestures and conveyed orders. There was no sound in the whole process. However, the members of the team understood what he meant. Everyone showed a fearful tacit understanding and shuttled through the forest again, as if a colorful wind.

Speaking of which, Ye Wuqiu and the White-Faced Scholar were speeding to Lingye, both of them felt that the other party was not as bullshit as they were. Why do they say so? The White-Faced Scholar only felt that Ye Wuqiu was just a fight against the baby, and compared with him, he was like a cloud of clouds and mud, but what was it? On the other hand, Ye Wuqiu thought that the biggest bullshit was very simple, that was, the White-Faced Scholar thought he was bullshit! As the saying goes, it was impolite. This saying applies to any field, so Ye Wuqiu was generous and generous to return the high hat to the White-Faced Scholar in his heart.

The initial confrontation between the two is in the progress.

"Little brother, I'm afraid I can't catch the hot food even if I eat shit." The white-faced scholar looked at him walking slowly, but the actual situation was as shocking as the wind.

The fighting spirit was running, and his legs were dazzling, but for this reason, Ye Wuchou stared at the white-faced scholar who was leisurely but extremely fast, and was extremely angry. He turned his head and looked at Frocklow. Frocklow didn't understand Ye Wuchou's thoughts at the beginning and was shocked.

But then, Fcrore reacted and smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: "Although the Paladin is a high-ranking and powerful person, he is a child after all." Thinking of this, a slight gloss flashed across his fingertips.

Fcrolo's secret interferement effect is obvious.

The gradual increase in degree made Ye Wuqiu very satisfied, and he showed signs of being suppressed by the white-faced scholar.

"The progress is still too slow, so it's better to increase the price. Brother Shusheng, what do you think? You are afraid you can't even do the shit-snatching industry, haha." Ye Wuchou said with a smile.

The white-faced scholar saw that Ye Wuchou had struggled, but he was still able to speak sarcastic words at this moment. He was shocked and immediately activated his fighting spirit and improved his strength again.

With the help of Fklo who was smiling bitterly, Ye Wuqiu was confident and fearless. He and the white-faced scholar, I drove you all over the place, and compared you and I went back and forth.

During this process, the white-faced scholar's face gradually changed. He felt that no matter how hard he tried, even if he did his best, he would be overwhelmed by Ye Wuqiu, and Ye Wuqiu was not much or less, and he was only one position ahead of him every time.

What does this mean? It means Ye Wuchou is joking about catching a cat and a mouse in his arms!

The white-faced scholar's face became gloomy. The strength of Douying Prajna is so powerful, but he has such a good attitude. What's going on!

The two of them fought hard, and the Meenri Warriors behind them were most of their strength lingering around the soul fighting. After all, they could not keep up with the battle king's realm, and they were somewhat disconnected.

Ye Wuchou is not a fool. When he is playing, he never forgets the truth. He knows that when he is polite to his subordinates, he cannot work hard to mobilize all his disciples and waste the trust of everyone because of his naughty temper.

Therefore, he snapped his fingers crisply, and immediately turned around the white-faced scholar in an illusory way. Don’t underestimate the short cycle. After all, the white-faced scholar is moving forward with the King of Dou. If he wants to do this, he must have a huge gap!

Crush! **Naked crush! Why is this happening! The white-faced scholar felt that his self-esteem was severely damaged, and he was resentful and resentful. His original contempt turned into an unbearable hatred. Although he couldn't say that he wanted to make Ye Wuchou, it was enough to make him depressed.

Ye Wuchou raised his hand to signal, and the team stopped at this time, and many people were breathing heavily. Obviously, such a high-intensity march made many people unable to bear it.

"What method did you use to take advantage of your opportunism and be ashamed of your shame!"

Just as Ye Wuchou turned around to check his subordinates, this sentence was clearly heard. He smiled indifferently, just as the wind was heard.

More than a dozen people, after experiencing the tempering of hell, have condensed into the current Iron Division Brigade! Although the scale is far from being called a "legion", in Ye Wuchou's eyes, each of them is worth thousands of troops! This spirit does not mean that they are so beautiful that they are in the temple, nor is it related to their actual combat power. The height of belief makes everyone unite!

"Resting on the spot!" Ye Wuchou did not feel too pretentious, but regained his demeanor as a leader and said in a solemn voice.

"Yes!" Even though they were so tired that they were out of breath, everyone still responded neatly with an erection.

Seeing that everyone had nothing to do, Ye Wuchou focused on the five generals and members of the White Tiger Escort Agency. Xing Yan and Huo Jie were unconscious and found out that their physical condition was not in danger. However, their aura was dying and weak, and it was really a huge burden for them to go on such a rush.

Not only them, how should Huo Lingchang be placed? She was pale and frowned at the moment, and her whole mental state was very bad. How could she stick to the road below? Ye Wuchou's heart was irritated.

It was obvious that Ye Wuchou was hesitating here, and a smile appeared on Huo Lingchang's face. She comforted: "Young Master Ye, don't hesitate, I can do it, I'm not dragging you down."

Ye Wuchou was a little confused in an instant. Saying this was not a release to himself, but instead attached a stronger conscience to his heart. What should I do? Ye Wuchou looked at Fcrow, and Fcrow also had a calm expression and had no choice.
Chapter completed!