A pavilion ten miles away from Xunyang City.
Yan Li left the Palace of Wei and came here on his sword. Just before the light and darkness alternated, a black shadow landed in front of him on one knee, cupped his fists and said, "Reporting to Young Master, the allied forces of the two territories were completely annihilated an hour ago. Apart from Miss Wushuang who was seriously injured, we were all unharmed. We captured twenty dragon chariots. "
"Let the craftsmen of the Heavenly Workshop analyze the structure of the chariots. The three armies will immediately set off to the Dragon Emperor Realm. " Yan Li gave two simple orders and after confirming that the black shadow had memorized the contents, he continued, "How is the situation in each territory?"
The black shadow said, "The armies of the Lianhai Villa and the Hall of Phoenix have arrived at the Dragon Emperor Realm and are fighting with Ye Shan City and Ronghua City respectively. The Dragon Riders of the Palace of Wei have confirmed their whereabouts and will soon arrive at the Dragon Emperor Realm. The new King of the Giant Deer Territory has ascended the throne overnight and led two hundred thousand troops across the Wei Emperor Realm and publicly announced that they are responding to the call of Lihen Heaven."
"The new King?" Yan Li frowned slightly. The Giant Deer Territory was built by Ji Zhiyuan bit by bit, but he had no right to interfere with their internal affairs. So even though he was a little uncomfortable, he did not wait for the black shadow to answer and skipped the question. "Let the three armies rush there as soon as possible. Lihen Heaven is about to make a move. The thousand years of accumulation is not something to be scoffed at. Given the current situation, the name of whoever takes down the city will be written. If we are late, we won't even have porridge."
"Yes!" The black shadow answered but did not leave.
"What else?" Yan Li asked.
The black shadow hesitated for a moment and said, "It's Miss Fu 'er. She is not in good condition. The City Lord made the decision to let me bring her here in case something happens and I cannot inform Young Master in time."
"Very well. Where is she? "Yan Li asked quickly.
The black shadow quickly waved his hand and a few black shadows appeared in the forest by the roadside carrying a sedan chair. In the sedan chair was a small and adorable figure sleeping there.
Yan Li walked up to pick up Fu 'er and found that the little girl's weight had dropped again. He could not help but feel a pain in his heart. She looked like seven or eight years old before, but now she was only five or six years old. He did not know when this illness would end. Earlier, Shen Liuyun had brought her to visit famous doctors, but they could not find the cause of the problem. If they couldn't find the cause of the illness, they wouldn't know where to start treating it. Usually, when someone was sick, their body would always show some abnormalities. Other than her body constantly shrinking, the little girl didn't have any other symptoms. It was really puzzling.
"You may leave." He waved his hand, signaling for Black Shadow and the others to leave. At this moment, it was time for light and darkness to alternate. A sliver of white appeared on the horizon, like a speck of light on a blue-gray canvas. The speck of light then expanded into a halo. Rays of light poured into the pavilion and shone on Fu 'er's body. Six parts of her body lit up, as if there were six bright stars embedded in her body. Another star, the Dark Star, emitted a faint light from her left palm.
"Seven-star!" Yan Li's heart sank when he saw this.
Fu 'er's eyelids trembled before slowly opening. As soon as she regained consciousness, the light of the stars dimmed and disappeared, as if everything that had happened just now was an illusion.
"Master, Fu 'er isn't dreaming, right?" Fu 'er revealed a joyful smile. Her voice was very clear, and her eyes were bright and full of expression. She didn't look like she was terminally ill at all. She felt that there was no better dream in this world than opening her eyes and seeing Yan Li.
"Do you feel hot? If you feel hot, then you're not dreaming." Yan Li said with a smile.
"It's true, it's not a dream!" Fu 'er cheered and buried her little head in Yan Li's arms. "How good would it be if I could see Master every day when I wake up."
"From now on, Master.
I will always be with you. "Yan Li hugged the little girl tightly, feeling sorry for her. "Fu 'er, I heard that the' Dragon God Diagram 'is in the hands of the Nether Lotus Divine Mother. When I get the' Guangwei Scripture ', I will go and take it from her. I don't believe that even the' Dragon God Diagram 'can't cure you."
"Master, Fu 'er is very happy now." Although Fu 'er was deprived of her age, she understood everything. She knew that she had an incurable disease, so she treasured the time she had now.
"Silly girl, are you hungry?"
"Yes, Master, I want to eat roast chicken."
"Okay, let's go into the city."
Xunyang City was also an ancient city, otherwise it wouldn't have been managed as the core of the Tang Sect. Xunyang City's population was close to two million. In the three northern realms, there were only two cities that could compare. One was the Divine Weapon Clan's White Tiger City, and the other was the Dragon Emperor's capital.
At daybreak, there was already a large group of farmers and woodcutters waiting to enter the city for the morning market. When Yan Li arrived with Fu 'er, the city gate was slowly opening. He entered the city according to the order and was quickly recognized. With this face, it would be strange if he wasn't recognized.
After entering the city, there was naturally no roast chicken. It was only the middle of the night, and even the restaurants had just started buying. How could there be roast chicken to eat? Fu 'er was somewhat disappointed, but still obediently followed Yan Li to a porridge shop, thinking that eating porridge with buns and youtiao would be pretty good.
Yan Li called the shop owner for two bowls of porridge, a few youtiao, and a few buns. Then, he magically took out a steaming roast chicken and placed it in front of Fu 'er. "How is it, Master won't disappoint you, right?"
"It's roast chicken!" Fu 'er's eyes sparkled, and she drooled, "Thank you, Master!" She didn't think that Yan Li would prepare her favorite roast chicken in his Universe Ring. She was so moved that she wanted to cry, but under the temptation of the roast chicken, she decided to eat first before crying.
The number of people on the street slowly increased.
The number of people on the street slowly decreased.
All kinds of glances became very strange. The porridge shop owner had disappeared at some point. Although there were still people walking around, it was a strange silence. This silence was only broken when a middle-aged man barged in. The man was dressed like a merchant, and very naturally sat down opposite Yan Li.
"Shopkeeper Zhou, you're here." Yan Li greeted him with a smile.
Seeing Yan Li's smile, the middle-aged man recalled the scene when Yan Li first entered the Celestial Realm. He couldn't help but sigh, "When you were still young, it seems like it was only yesterday. Back then, I took advantage of my seniority in front of you and didn't even bother to tell you my name. But now, you're already an important figure in the Three Realms, so I have to introduce myself." He slightly cupped his hands. "Zhou Siqu of Lihen Heaven's Spirit Heaven."
"You're my senior." Yan Li cupped his hands in return.
"Just a spirit," Zhou Siqu said.
The number of pedestrians in the surroundings increased once again, but the atmosphere became even more silent. Between every gaze, there would be an indescribable coldness and solemnity.
Zhou Siqu smiled. "There really are a lot of guests here to see you. Fortunately, I'm smart and got the first one."
"You're really funny." Yan Li looked at Fu 'er who was eating the roast chicken lovingly. He wiped the grease off her nose and said, "Lord of Lihen Heaven, what do you have to say to me?"
Zhou Siqu said, "You're a smart man. Beitang and White Tiger are both tied to the Dragon Emperor. They have to be eliminated."
"That's right." Yan Li nodded.
"I'll go to the White Tiger Realm later. Lord wants to leave Beitang to you." Zhou Siqu said.
"It shouldn't be a big problem," Yan Li said.
"When we attack the Dragon Emperor in the future, Lord still needs your help to play the Primordial Lost Sound."
"Sure. But I have a request. "
"Go ahead."
"I want the Guang Wei Scripture."
"Sure."
The two casually poured a cup of wine and clinked it against each other, reaching a simple agreement. Yan Li believed that other than the desire for revenge, there was no room for anything else in the souls of the dead.
"I'll take my leave." Zhou Siqu said and disappeared.
Fu 'er saw a passerby flash his saber. She looked at Yan Li and saw that he continued to eat his porridge as if nothing had happened. She continued to eat and drink with peace of mind.
The passerby slowly walked to Yan Li's table and sat down. He put the saber on the table and said coldly, "Are you Yan Shifang? I'm Liu Yue Dao, a Foreign Minister of the Tang Sect. Master wants me to be nice and invite you to be my guest. But in my opinion, you're still wet behind the ears and don't deserve my respect. Let me tell you, as long as I use this saber, I'll cut off your head. If you're afraid, kneel down and kowtow to me. "
Yan Li looked down at the saber. The blade was curved and covered with rust. The handle was wrapped in white gauze. It looked like a sickle used to harvest rice for many years.
"I'd like to learn from you," he said.
The sabersman's eyes suddenly became fierce. He reached out to touch the saber and felt a pain on the back of his hand. He was shocked to find that a chopstick had nailed his hand to the table. "You …"
Bang!
The sabersman flew out without warning and vomited a mouthful of blood. Before he could say a word, he fell to the ground and died. Unfortunately, he had just threatened to cut off Yan Li's head, but he could no longer touch his saber. From then on, he had lost his chance.
Another wealthy man in his fifties appeared among the passerby. He smiled and bowed to Yan Li. "Hero Yan, I've heard a lot about you. I'm Tang Wansan, the general manager of the Tang Sect. I've come to invite Hero Yan to be our guest on the orders of the Master."
Yan Li said, "Where's your saber?"
Tang Wansan smiled. "No, how could it be? You've misunderstood. That man just now is a famous madman in the city. You can tell from his saber that he's a fool who pretends to be a master all day long. He doesn't have any real ability. The Tang Sect would never accept a fool as a Foreign Minister."
"Oh, what if I don't go?" Yan Li said.
Tang Wansan smiled and said, "Hero Yan, the allied forces of the two territories are already at the city gates. You still have the leisure to eat here? Aren't you worried that something might happen to Longling City?"
Yan Li also smiled and said, "If you knew that the allied forces of the two territories have been reduced to bones, I wonder if you would still be able to smile."
As expected, Tang Wansan's smile froze. "That's impossible. The one leading them is my nephew Tang Chu, and there's also a master like Wang Zhanghe. We just exchanged information in the first half of last night. How could they be destroyed in one night?" As he said this, he became full of confidence again. He felt that Yan Shifang was just a small character who was exaggerating to scare people and not worth taking seriously. "When it comes to psychological warfare, Hero Yan is really unparalleled. I almost believed him."
PS: This is the draft I wrote yesterday! Zongheng had just revised its edition, and there were 800 people who worked on 6000 words. I wanted to get one before the end, so I had to make a draft. But yesterday's 6000 words were written from nine in the morning to ten in the evening … I'm afraid it's going to be difficult. I'll just grit my teeth and try ~ ~
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