"Don't... thank you for not killing Your Highness..."

Another envoy trembledly holding the brocade box containing the head of his companion, Nuonuo stepped back and ran away, as if afraid that Lin Muyu would suddenly regret and order him to kill him.

Fang Lan of the Longji Corps originally wanted to take over the demon leader's head to demonstrate, but she never wanted to backfire. Lin Muyu didn't take the threat at all.

The entire Lingxi Palace was silent, no one spoke, only the sound of the guards dragging the corpse away.

Lin Muyu held Tang Xiaoxi's shoulder and ordered: "Come here, please ask Feng Yuan, Feng Jing'er and Feng Ning'er's bodies to be buried outside the city with the emperor's etiquette and bury them in the royal tomb with the dukes and princes before Dongshuang City."

"Yes, Your Highness."

...

The ministers were silent, but the only one raised their heads. It was Zeng Yifan. He said respectfully: "Your Highness's actions just now are inappropriate. We shouldn't have killed the envoys of the Longji Corps. In this way, the Longji Corps will soon send troops south."

"I know."

Lin Muyu nodded: "Mr. Fan is teaching, but I couldn't help it just now, so I took action to kill that despicable and arrogant villain. Now it's a big mistake, and I can only take one step at a time."

"What should Your Highness Yu do?" Xiang Yu asked.

“Our deployment has been broken.”

Lin Muyu walked down the king's stairs step by step, reached out and pressed his hand to the position of Tongtian Gorge on the sand table, and said, "It may be the first to be attacked here, not the East Coast."

Xiang Yu was shocked: "Then... we must re-deploy it immediately, otherwise it might be too late."

"No, it's time."

Lin Muyu asked: "How many troops are we stationed on the Duke of Wei, Tongtian Gorge, and the Eight Wastelands."

"Second fifty thousand, a total of ten thousand." Wei Qiu said simply.

"One hundred thousand people..." Zeng Yifan frowned and said, "The demon clan still has tens of thousands of armored demons and tens of thousands of iron cavalry, but the army was wiped out. I am afraid that the 100,000 people of the Imperial Army may not be able to stop the 400,000 troops of the Tianji Empire."

"It's really unstoppable." Lin Muyu said.

"The Iron Blade Army is willing to go to the Eight Wastelands to defend the enemy." Luo Xin clasped his fists and said.

“No need.”

"Why, the envoy just said, the army of Tianji Empire with a population of 400,000."

"What he said may not be true." Lin Muyu took a deep breath and said, "I have been to the Frozen Pole once. It is indeed very cold. Mortals cannot withstand such temperatures. The continental bridge is actually a continental shelf connecting the two continents. Although it is flat, the temperature is too low and there is no food. Glaciers are crisscrossing, and chariots cannot pass at all. How could the 400,000 troops of the Tianji Empire pass through the continental bridge? The total number of the Tianji Dragon Knights is only about 210 people. They still need to leave some dragon knights to guard the border, so the maximum number of dragon knights is no more than one hundred, and one hundred dragon knights cannot provide dragon flame protection for the 400,000 army."

He frowned and said, "According to my estimate, there are at most 20,000 or 30,000 people in the Longji Corps this time, so it is impossible to have more than 100 Dragon Knights, which is more difficult."

Zeng Yifan said: "Then how can we resist now? Will they launch an attack on the imperial garrisons on the Eight Wastelands?"

"Yes, and certainly, but the main force of the Tianji Empire will definitely come from the sea, which is certain."

Lin Muyu stretched her arm and said, "This is just my personal guess. You can tell me what you think."

Xiang Yu said: "The most urgent task is to inform the imperial guards on the Eight Wastelands to strengthen their vigilance and strictly prevent the sneak attacks of the Longji Corps."

"Yes." Lin Muyu nodded: "Wei Qiu, send someone to send a letter of Yu and send ten letters to prevent any mistakes on the way."

"yes."

"In addition..." Lin Muyu pondered: "Select 10,000 elite cavalry from the Gentian Camp, bring magic crystal crossbow, set out as fast as possible to reinforce the Eight Wastelands, and I will go in person."

"What." Zeng Yifan was stunned: "Your Highness Yu, you are the commander of the three armies and you must not go into battle in person."

"It's okay, Mr. Fan."

Zeng Yifan frowned, but Zeng Fang beside him smiled slightly: "Father, it's okay. Your Highness Yu is very skilled and brave. Moreover, the Tianji Empire has dispatched the Dragon Knights Group. I'm afraid that only Your Highness Yu can control the situation by going to the Eight Wastelands in person."

"Well, that's all." Zeng Yifan clasped his fists: "Your Highness Wan Wangyu is more careful."

"Don't worry."

Lin Muyu glanced at Tang Xiaoxi, Feng Jixing, Qin Yan and others beside him, and said, "I will go to the Bahuangyuan, Xiaoxi and Brother Feng will stay to preside over the funeral of His Highness Feng Ning'er. You must have lost your etiquette.

Feng Jixing frowned and said, "Ayu, you are in a hurry to go to the Eight Wilderness Land. I'm afraid it's not just to defend the northern territory."

"As a matter of fact, everything can't be hidden from Brother Feng."

Lin Muyu lowered his voice and said, "There are three people we fear the most among the demons, one is Feng Yuan, one is the saint, and the other is Qianfeng, but they only sent Feng Yuan's head, which means what does this mean."

Feng Jixing trembled all over: "It means Qian Feng is still alive."

"Yes, if Qianfeng is still alive, I have to go to the north."

"Mumu, what do you want to do?" Tang Xiaoxi said worriedly.

"Fight for all possible friends."

"You want to win over Qianfeng."

"That's right, Qianfeng is a talented general. The Tianji Empire destroyed his family and country. This is a great opportunity for us to fight for Qianfeng. If Qianfeng is willing to be loyal to the Qin Dynasty, then we will be like a tiger with wings."

"Well, that's right." Tang Xiaoxi said: "Then I'll go with you to take care of you. Anyway, there's no need for me."

"You..."

Lin Muyu had no choice but to nod: "But after you arrive at the Eight Wilderness Land, you have to listen to me in everything."

"I know." Tang Xiaoxi smiled.

...

The morning meeting ended, the ministers dispersed, and everyone was worried. Many ministers whispered. When the two envoys of the Tianji Empire arrived in the morning, the two countries were torn apart all disguises and were about to go to war in full swing. The empire's rare years of peace had passed, and an unprecedented storm was about to come.

There were sounds of horse hooves outside the city, and the 10,000 elite cavalry of the Gentian Legion went into battle with light clothes. They took off their armor and carried their swords and magic crystal crossbows. They even brought dry food for only one day. There were all the prefectures and counties of the empire along the way, so it was no problem to replenish them.

Lin Muyu took off the cloak of the king and changed into a white-robed imperial armor. Just like the handsome man of the past, he rode on the snow and left Dongdu with Tang Xiaoxi along with the iron cavalry team. Wei Qiu and Bai Yin followed closely behind.

On the city wall, Situ Sen and Situ Xue watched everyone leave.

"We are two brothers and sisters left behind again."

Situ Sen said angrily: "When there is a good thing, that boy Wei Qiu will always come first, it's so angry."

Situ Xue laughed: "It may not be a good thing to go against the Dragon Knights, Ouyang Yan, are you right?"

Ouyang Yan looked into the distance in a daze, and after a long time, she murmured: "Tang Xiaoxi's long dark red cloud brocade dress is so beautiful..."

Situ Xue: "..."

...

“Woo woo…”

The flames in the illusion soared into the sky, burning every inch of the girl's skin and every inch of her soul. She curled up in the corner, wailing quietly, enduring the pain that ordinary people could not bear.

This is the third day and the last day after Xiyin entered Paradise Lost.

The whole piece of ice crystal seemed to be about to melt, and the hall was also burned brightly. Claude was filled with holy light and looked at Xiyin in Paradise Lost with awesome look. A fairy-cast grid slowly flew out of his sea of ​​thought, emitting divine power in the air, pouring the mysterious power of the soul into Paradise Lost.

As the master of one place, the supreme god of the Western God Realm, Claude has always been ashamed of the level of the divine nature. The dignified master is just a mere immortal casting pattern, which is something he can't bear, so that when he saw that the main god of Xiyin in Paradise Lost almost broke out of the cocoon, there was a hint of burning and greed in his eyes.

"Master Lord."

Behind him, Xiyan knelt on one knee, her voice awakened Claude and pulled him back from his greed.

"Oh, it's Xiyan..."

Claude said lightly: "What's wrong."

"It's the second day of soul-forging, and the master's divine power must have been consumed a lot." Xiyan looked up at him and said, "Please rest, Master, Xiyan will help you watch Paradise Lost."

As she said that, she glanced at Xiyin who was wrapped in flames in Paradise Lost and said, "If you continue to forge your soul, Xiyin will probably be unable to bear it anymore and she will be wiped out."

"snort."

Claude smiled faintly: "If she can't even bear this kind of test, she will not be qualified to be the Golden Winged Angel of our Western God Realm. Okay, I'll go and rest for a while, you can watch."

"yes."

"Xiyan."

"Sir, there is something to do."

"Don't be favored, no one can save Xiyin. Only she can save herself. Do you understand?"

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

"Then I'll go, I'll come back in an hour."

"yes."

...

As soon as Claude left, Xiyan immediately floated to the front of Paradise Lost. Looking at Xiyin, who was about to turn into a soul form, she couldn't help feeling distressed and murmured: "Poor little guy... Is fate tortured you so much, just for your new life?"

But Xiyin could not sense Xiyan's words, her sea of ​​consciousness was becoming blurred, and all the memories of the past were about to turn into nothingness in Paradise Lost.

"If a person lives without feelings, he is not worthy of being a human being, let alone being God."

Xiyan murmured and said in a low voice. A little powder suddenly flashed out of her hand and flew up, entering the paradise lost like catkins. The powder passed through countless barriers and finally penetrated into Xiyin's body, making her no longer so painful and became peaceful.

"Xiyan."

A voice came from behind, it was Nowa.

Xiyan was stunned and did not turn around, but her face turned pale.

"Don't worry, I won't tell the Lord."

Nowa stood side by side with her and smiled and said, "Is that... the powder of the other side flower?"

"Um."
Chapter completed!