The night was shrouded in the dark, and Mu Xingqiu stood on the broken viewing building and observed the situation in the distance through an eagle-eyed flying talisman in the sky.

Duanliu City has been in disrepair for a long time. The city walls to the west are as bad as some children in their teens can be turned in and out. Most of the building has collapsed, leaving only one that is still shaking at the top of the city. The soldiers are far away from it. The residents living nearby have to look at it several times a day and calculate how long it will fall off after it.

Mu Xingqiu did not let the soldiers accompany him and went upstairs alone. The eagle-eyed flying talisman was written by Liu Dingxian, a talisman master, and could fly in the air for one or two hours, but only by cooperating with the unblended sky-eye can you see further.

Especially on such a gloomy night, the sky was covered with dark clouds and thick as if it was about to fall off. The autumn wind was rustling, with a faint malice, as if it was peeping into the situation in the small town. Mu Xingqiu was not afraid of the cold, but wrapped himself tightly with a cloak.

Even so, a small red flame light from the extreme distance was still quite conspicuous. The Hawkeye Flying Talisman and the Unblended Heavenly Eyes could allow Mu Xingqiu to see the stopping mountain of demon fire. The power to advance was gone, but it burned even more vigorously. It was the unicorn in the eyes of demon soldiers, a symbol of strength and a guarantee of victory.

Fangfang walked to him and showed a habitual smile.

His eyes suddenly turned from the strange demon fire in the distance to the beautiful and funny face that was close to him. Mu Xingqiu couldn't adapt for a moment, and his eyes stared at her, and the image of the demon fire remained in his mind.

"You haven't had a meal for a day," Fangfang said, holding the food wrapped in oil paper in her hand.

Mu Xingqiu drove the demon fire out of his mind, took the food, and saw two vegetarian cakes inside, "Zuo Liuying is willing to let you out?"

Fangfang shrugged her shoulders a little, "I didn't ask for his consent, and there was no need to do it. Zuo Liuying couldn't be distracted. All trivial matters were left to Lan Qizhang. He didn't want me to leave. But I didn't have to listen to him."

Fangfang's tone was a little unhappy.

"Lanqizhang talked about the relationship between the world again?"

Fangfang nodded, "He didn't give up. He said that the fate of a man is simpler, and it is easy to fall in love with someone as a Taoist priest. That is a magic trick, just use it, and said that you don't have to do anything after making a relationship. Because the purpose from the beginning was to kill the fate and save the love disaster."

Mu Xingqiu didn't ask Fangfang how she answered. She had already explained everything when she came to the tower. "Some of the Taoist priests' thoughts are very strange, and Lan Qizhang must be a Taoist sect."

"He is, most of the Taoist priests who swallowed the smoke are after the Taoist sect. When they reach the Xinglu Realm, they can hardly see ordinary disciples. The difference may be in these strange ideas."

The Taoist family regards human nature as warts. These warts are like the burden on their bodies. The further they go, the more tired they are. It is natural to summon them out with the most convenient means to cut them off. This is what Lan Qizhang is like, and Yang Qingyin is no exception.

"What should we do?" Mu Xingqiu asked.

"We are ordinary disciples. Just do what we can do."

Fangfang also changed into ordinary dresses, her hair combed into the most common bun in Duanliucheng. The smile on her face was like a layer of light smoke, allowing the cold wind to blow, but refused to dissipate. She looked particularly thin in the night of early autumn and had a sense of toughness.

Mu Xingqiu didn't know what he was thinking, maybe he didn't think of anything. He just did what he could do. He walked behind Fangfang, opened his arms, gently hugged her, and wrapped them all in with his cloak.

The thin body is a little stiff and gradually becomes warm and soft.

"The Mountain of Demon Fire is still burning." She said, and also saw the scene in the distance through the demonic eye flying talisman in the air. The sound trembled slightly, and it had nothing to do with fear.

"Well, it will keep burning until it fills the whole world with unclean air. I guess this is one of the plans of the demon clan."

"The Nine Dao Tang will not let this happen. They will stop the demon king Qi Wushang."

"They can do it, we just need to keep the Patriarch Tower."

"Because we are ordinary disciples."

"Well, we are ordinary disciples."

The two were silent for a while, only the cold wind roared in their ears, the demon fire burned in the distance, and someone's screams occasionally sounded in the city behind them, perhaps they were awakened by the nightmare of the demon soldiers slaughtering the city, or they might be frightened by the wandering wild dogs.

"Zuo Liuying brought Yangshen Peak," Fangfang said softly, leaning against Mu Xingqiu almost without force, "I saw it in his other sleeve."

Fangfang was very tall, and Mu Xingqiu could barely expose his eyes, his mouth and nose were almost close to her hair. He smelled a very faint fragrance, which seemed to contain a lot of spiritual energy, which made his inner alchemy excited.

"I can still beat Shen Geng." Mu Xingqiu guessed that Zuo Liuying would take away Yangshen Peak, not necessarily for the sake of the two or three hundred new disciples inside, but for the clone of the Ancestor Tower. "The mind magic does not require high demands on inner alchemy."

Fangfang said nothing, the two of them already understood each other's feelings, and it would be unnecessary to say any word.

The wind suddenly became violent, and the cloak blew, and the broken watchtower swayed slightly, which could turn into a pile of rubble at any time. However, the two above stood firmly, and no one suggested leaving. This was the only pure land surrounded by the demon clan and the mundane world.

The two of them had a heart-to-heart flying talisman in the air, took turns to control the eagle-eyed flying talisman in the air, and used their eyes to observe the situation in the distance, and carefully felt the warmth of each other's body when they were resting.

Fangfang was the first to discover the abnormality, "The demon soldiers arrived."

Mu Xingqiu looked at it with his eyes. A flying demon was approaching the flying talisman. This flying demon was unique. It not only had human arms, but also human heads. But he couldn't bear to leave his sharp beak, so he still kept it. His hair was not much, and his roots were standing upright, and his eyes emitted strange light like a night owl, which made his appearance very terrifying.

Mu Xingqiu was about to observe the situation on the ground, and the flying demon opened his mouth and let out a sharp chirp. A powerful sound wave penetrated the flying talisman, and suddenly lost the power of the talisman and became a piece of waste paper floating in the wind.

"Notify Xin Youtao that they are all in the military camp." Mu Xingqiu untied his cloak and left it to Fangfang. He flew out of the tower with his sword. It was night now, and the flying demon looked like a big demon, and he couldn't see through the Taoist priest's magic.

Fangfang went downstairs and ran quickly along the city wall to the east.

Just behind the two of them, Wang Tower shook a few times, and finally completed his life's mission. It collapsed with a bang, but the night wind roared. No one heard its last sound.

Mu Xingqiu was flying at a low altitude, holding a piece of candle in his left hand, which was the magic weapon distributed by Lanqizhang. Every Taoist priest here received a complete set of magic weapons, all of which were high-grade magic weapons collected by Laozu Peak. Generally, the Taoist priest could not afford to buy it and could not use it. In critical moments, he didn't care whether it was wasted. However, Lanqizhang made it very clear that once the Ancestor Tower was safe, all magic weapons had to be returned.

The candle flame is not affected by the strong wind and only points to the nearest demon clan. Mu Xingqiu uses his eyes to find the location of the flying demon.

When he saw it, the flying demon was wandering several miles away from Duanliu City, and he did not notice that someone was monitoring him from below.

The wind was too strong. The flying demon couldn't bear it. He looked into the city for a while, then suddenly turned around and flew west, with two huge wings constantly flapping to fight against the oncoming wind.

Mu Xingqiu further confirmed that this was just an ordinary beast monster. In the eyes of the demon army, Duanliu City must be very inconspicuous. It is not worth using large-scale military power.

The plan to show the enemy was successful with weakness. Mu Xingqiu breathed a sigh of relief. It was dawn that it was the sixth day. News should have been heard from Wandi Mountain. If you persist for another four days, Zuo Liuying may repair the Patriarch Tower and continue to move with his disciples.

As for Duanliu City, Mu Xingqiu would suggest everyone to escape. He could only do this.

He continued to track the flying demons at a low altitude, and even thanked the strong wind and dark clouds. With their cover, he could cast spells without revealing traces.

The flying demon began to lower its height, while Mu Xingqiu rose. He learned dozens of heart-chanting spells from ancient books, including invisibility curses. Although he could not escape the eyes of the monster, there was no problem hiding the ordinary demon soldiers.

There was a hill dozens of miles west of Duanliu City, and a group of demon soldiers were hiding in it. The demon soldiers were so close to Duanliu City. Mu Xingqiu admired this speed. But it was not surprising that all the Xuanfu Army in the city refused to go out to patrol, and it was normal that the enemy quietly killed them in front of them.

The leader of the demon soldier was a tall half-demon. He talked to the flying demon scout for a moment, then turned around to give a speech to the soldiers. He spoke the language of the demon clan, and Mu Xingqiu couldn't understand a single word, but judging from the effect, the speech was quite successful. Every time the leader said a few words, the demon soldiers would raise their weapons and roar, and their voices even overwhelmed the howling wind.

Mu Xingqiu had seen enough and turned around and flew back to Duanliu City.

The military camp was already in chaos. The news of the arrival of the demon soldiers was like a needle, which easily exposes the confidence that Xuanfu Army had finally expanded. The soldiers also tend to throw away weapons. Huang Duwei could not suppress it. Xin Youtao relied on his identity and refused to speak to the soldiers. Shen Hao and others looked down on these panicked ordinary soldiers. Only Yang Qingyin rode the Qilin to denounce everyone to be timid. The soldiers were afraid of her, but their confidence did not recover much.

Fangfang went back to the inn, and she and several female Taoist priests wanted to stay near the Ancestor Tower just in case.

Mu Xingqiu landed on the city wall, hurriedly ran down, and shouted: "The demon soldiers stopped forty miles away, with eighty-one flying demons on the ground, everyone is ready to fight."

Mu Xingqiu did not give the soldiers a chance to ask, and immediately assigned a task. Yang Qingyin and Xin Youtao stayed in the city to prevent sneak attacks and take care of the three kirins. The other six male Taoists all went out of the city to fight. Mu Xingqiu rode the hairy kirin, the others rode horses, put on a full set of armor, and held a spear, which looked no different from the Xuanfu Army.

Talisman Liu Ding and a hundred soldiers selected earlier went to fight.

Huang Duwei finally found the opportunity to ask, "Will the general not take the kirin?"

"This is the first battle, and the Qilin must be kept against more powerful enemies."

Kirins are used to boost morale. Mu Xingqiu doesn't want to attract the attention of the demon army too early. "Hold your swords and guns tightly." Mu Xingqiu rode on the back of the docile Mao Qilin, holding a spear high in his right hand, and carrying an unnamed sword behind him. "If we die, you can turn around and run away; if we are not dead and are still charging, please follow us, we will prove to you that the body of the demon soldiers will be pierced by the spear!"

Mu Xingqiu took the lead, Chen Hao and others then rushed into the street and headed straight to the west gate.

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