"Reporting!"
Inside the Governor's Mansion, the Grand Tutor heard the voice and looked up. His fingers did not stop playing the zither. As he stroked the strings, he said, "Come in."
The messenger hurried in and knelt down to salute.
The Grand Tutor asked casually, "How is the situation outside?"
"The Chong Hua attacked for the second time this morning. The North Corner Tower fell. The city guards have retreated to the North Market to reinforce the enchantment."
"Can they hold on until tomorrow?"
The messenger's forehead was covered in cold sweat. He clasped his hands and lowered his head, "The commander of the city guards said that he is incompetent. He can only do his best …"
"Then he is indeed quite incompetent." The Grand Tutor finished this sentence casually. The sound of the zither gradually quickened. Suddenly, he raised his finger and shouted, "Linling, summon."
A stream of light flashed. One of the nine eyes inlaid on the zither opened completely following his command. The eye blinked, and the pupil emitted a faint green brilliance. The brilliance became brighter and brighter, forcing people to look at it directly. When the brilliance was extinguished, there was already a colorful scale hanging above the zither.
The Grand Tutor waved his wide sleeves. The scale flew directly to the messenger and hovered in front of him.
"Take it. This is the Black Tortoise Heavy Armor. "
The messenger turned pale with fright!
Wasn't the Black Tortoise Heavy Armor one of the miracles left from the ancient times? That was the world's most indestructible defensive artifact! Why was it hidden in the Grand Tutor's Nine-Eyed Zither?
Before he could recover from his shock, the Grand Tutor added, "One of the pieces."
The messenger was speechless.
"Don't underestimate this piece. It is enough to withstand the attack of a hundred thousand lions. Take it and give it to our useless city guards. Remember, the city guards can die, but we can't lose the Black Tortoise Heavy Armor. If there is any loss to this piece of scale … "
After a pause, the strings of the zither rang. The Grand Tutor smiled sweetly.
"I want all of you to be buried."
The messenger hurriedly complied, holding the scale armor over his head with both hands, and retreated with his legs on both legs. Only the State Preceptor was left in the eerie Governor's Mansion.
The sound of the zither was still flowing like a quiet spring. In front of the Grand Master, the brilliance called "Purifying Dust" had already taken on a vague form. It looked like a puppy with a pure white body. Every strand of its hair was glowing. However, the puppy was still unconscious. It lay on the soft carpet in the governor's residence, its paws covering its eyes as it lay there motionlessly. In the soothing sound of the zither, it seemed very peaceful.
The Imperial Preceptor raised his eyes, and the light emitted by the spirit beast floated in the depths of his eyes. He said in a low voice, "Jingchen, I've almost undone the seals they gave you. In another day and a half, I will be able to take you away from here and return to my hometown. You have to be obedient and not cause any more accidents for me. Hmm? "
The puppy's ears twitched, and its eyelids opened slightly, revealing a cold blue demonic light that was completely different from its cute and petite appearance.
At the same time.
In the northern corner of the city.
The Burning Country was defeated in this battle. The Soaring Serpent Flag of the Northern Frontier Army was already fluttering in the broken walls in the corner. Mo Xi's vanguard was stationed in this corner of the Great Swamp City. Not far in front of them, the Burning Country's cultivators created a green protective barrier that was rising layer by layer.
The scout retreated and reported the situation to the commander-in-chief Mo Xi, who was sizing up the Burning Country's garrison. He then asked, "Commander-in-chief Mo, should we take advantage of the victory and attack again?"
Mo Xi's sword-like eyebrows were knitted. He crossed his arms and looked at the defensive barrier that was rising higher and higher.
"Where did they get the Black Tortoise Heavy Armor …"
The scout was shocked and turned to look at the green barrier. "Black Tortoise Heavy Armor?! Isn't, isn't that the divine weapon that only our Junzi Hui has?! And after Junzi Hui passed away, the Black Tortoise Heavy Armor also lost its contractor and was scattered somewhere. How did it appear in the hands of the Burning Country? "
Mo Xi pursed his lips, his eyes dark. "The effect of their barrier is far from the true strength of the Black Tortoise Heavy Armor. The Burning Country should not have the complete armor, perhaps only one or two pieces."
He paused and then said, "But as long as it's the Black Tortoise Heavy Armor, even half a piece is enough for us to suffer."
"Pass down the order, the entire army will first slow down the attack. Defend the north of the city and rest here."
"Yes!"
"Also, invite all the commander-in-chief to the main tent. I want to discuss the plan for the third siege with them."
The third siege was not so much a siege, but a search and capture.
Back then, the place where Chen Tang sealed the Blood Scourge was a lake in the north of the Great Swamp City. The Chong Hua Army had already torn a corner of the Great Swamp City. From this corner, cultivators with fast movement techniques could go to the lake to hunt.
However, this matter involved the Chong Hua's secret, so Mo Xi could not say it clearly. He only told the search and capture team selected by Junzi about the Demonic Blood Demon's remnant soul. The rest of the cultivators used other reasons to arrange the matter and coordinate with the team.
Gu Mang's mission to accompany the army was also arranged in this operation.
"That's about it." After everyone in the main tent left, Mo Xi and Gu Mang explained the real situation in detail. "I sent the Murong Lian and Meng Ze battalions to attack the main city of the Great Lake City. But the purpose was not to attack the city, but to disperse the Burning Country's army. The most important thing was the team of ten elite spies. They had to go to the lake in the north and capture the Demonic Blood Demon's remnant soul while we were fighting with the Burning Country. "
As he spoke, he handed the search and capture mission and the Soul Seeking Rope given by Junzi to Gu Mang.
"As long as we bring the remnant soul back, it won't be easy for the Burning Country to reawaken the Demonic Blood Demon. So in this battle, whether we can take down the Great Lake City or not is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that we can't let the Burning Country take the Demonic Blood Demon's remnant soul first. Do you understand? "
Gu Mang tied the shining Soul Seeking Rope around his waist. He patted his waist and took the mission. "Don't worry. When has your Brother Gu Mang ever failed a mission?"
At this time, he did not wear his mask. He only wore the tall and straight Northern Frontier Army uniform with neat braids. His waist was equipped with a golden rope, a bayonet, and a mask. His wrist was tied with a Thousand Possibilities Box. The blue-black border of his collar was raised high, concealing the Slave Locking Ring under his strict and ascetic robe.
Looking at him now, he was actually just as heroic and imposing as he was many years ago when he went to war.
Mo Xi looked at him for a while. Suddenly, he raised his hand and hugged him in his arms. He lowered his head and gently kissed the top of his head. "Yes, you have never failed."
After a pause, he said, "But this time, you have to remember that no matter what, your own safety is the most important. If there is anything you can't handle, you have to call me. "
He raised his hand and rubbed Gu Mang's neck through the overlapping collars of the military robes. It was the place where they had placed the Lotus Seal to protect each other when they were young.
Mo Xi pressed against Gu Mang's forehead and said in a low voice, "As long as you call me, I will immediately come to your side. Do you remember? "
In the past, Gu Mang was Mo Xi's guardian. He was only willing to give Mo Xi the most comprehensive protection. He never wanted to share his hardships with Mo Xi. So in the past, Gu Mang only laughed and said, "It's okay." He said, "Your Brother Gu Mang is the best." But now, Gu Mang blinked his gentle blue eyes and then raised his head.
"Okay." He said, "I will remember."
There was no time to lose. It had only been less than four hours since the first round of repairs. When dusk had closed in and the setting sun was as red as blood, the military order of the Northern Region had been passed down. Chong Hua had launched the third siege.
This round came too quickly. Even though the Liao Kingdom was prepared, they were still a little flustered. The 50,000 cultivators led by the Murong Lian acted as the vanguard to confront the Liao Kingdom. Meanwhile, Mo Xi's army clashed with the defenders on the north side of the city. For a moment, the sun was covered in smoke and the blood on the ground was more intense than the red clouds in the sky.
Under the cover of this huge attack, the ten elite secret agents including Gu Mang set off from the north side. They sneaked into the depths of the city through different routes and rushed to the lake where the remnant soul of the Bloodsucking Scourge was trapped.
Beside the Great Lake.
This was a vast and boundless lake. Mountains stretched out on both sides of the lake, and one couldn't see the end of it. At this time, the sky was already very dark. A ray of the setting sun spread across the lake. A few sand geese were startled and flew into the depths of the sunset.
Gu Mang, dressed in a black robe, flew to the top of a pavilion by the lake. He stood in the wind with his hands clasped behind his back and looked down at the lake below the pavilion.
Just as he was about to descend to the lakeside, his head suddenly constricted and a searing pain exploded from his heart, spreading up his spine. Gu Mang let out a low cry of pain and clutched his throbbing temples.
Why did it have to be at this time …
He took a few deep breaths. After a while, the pain subsided a little, but the dizziness did not decrease. At this moment, the sound of fighting in the distance was deafening. The main force had officially launched the attack.
Gu Mang knew that he could not delay for too long, so he tried to blink his eyes, trying to clear his vision as soon as possible.
But when he raised his head and looked at the vast Great Lake again, a blurred image suddenly appeared in front of him.
Gu Mang was shocked, "Chen, Chen Tang …?"
In the illusion, he seemed to see Chen Tang standing in the middle of the lake. Behind him, a flood surged and huge waves surged. Wind and thunder surged. Chen Tang stepped on the waves, his white clothes fluttering in the wind.
The immortal-like man had a solemn expression. He raised his hand to summon a seven-stringed guqin and slightly raised his chin, "Hua Poan, listen. Your ambition ends here. Whether it's Nine Regions or Chonghua, they will never fall into your hands — you will never get what you want. "
Hua Poan …
Hua Poan.
These three words were like the deep meaning it contained. Like an epiphyllum flower breaking through the deep darkness, it exploded in Gu Mang's chaotic brain. Gu Mang only felt that this name seemed to have some kind of power, making his heart surge with a crazy bloodthirsty killing intent.
"You will always be the disciple of the Cultivation School who has nothing."
Gu Mang seemed to have a voice in his heart that was angrily shouting: Nonsense! You're talking nonsense! I will tear you to shreds. Wait until I kill you — what do I not have?! What right do you have to determine my fate, you ridiculous person … you … you incompetent person!
Chen Tang said, "It's all over."
His fingertips fell, and the sound of the guqin rang out. Gu Mang's heart was greatly shaken. He actually felt that the black demon energy in his body was about to break out of his body at this moment!
Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Gu Mang clenched his teeth and shouted, "Eternal Night, summon!"
The magic weapon bayonet changed shape. Gu Mang took it, clenched his teeth, and fiercely stabbed the back of his left hand.
Blood flowed!
The intense pain pulled him out of the swamp of hallucinations. He gasped for air and closed his eyes with all his might. When he raised his eyes again, the Great Marsh Lake was bleak and clear. Chen Tang's illusion had disappeared.
"…" Gu Mang panted as he withdrew the Eternal Night. He raised his hand and quickly treated his wound. He glanced at the sparkling lake with lingering fear. He didn't know why he could see the afterimage of the great battle hundreds of years ago, but this wasn't the first time he saw Chen Tang in his mind. Why was it?
Thousands of thoughts welled up in his mind, but he didn't have time to think about it.
Gu Mang planned to go back and tell Mo Xi about his strange condition. Right now, the most important thing was to catch the remnant soul that the Bloodsucking Scourge left in the lake. Thinking like this, he adjusted the compass and injected spiritual energy into it. Then, he pointed it into the vast lake.
"Show me the way." The compass received the order and began to spin wildly. After about half a cup of tea's time, the willow-shaped leaf gradually slowed down. Bit by bit, it finally stopped moving.
Gu Mang was stunned.
The compass didn't point to the lake as Jun Shang said. Instead, it pointed to the direction where Gu Mang was standing! Gu Mang was shocked. He looked back and saw the houses behind him. The compass actually pointed to the core of the Great Marsh Lake.
"… Is it broken?"
Gu Mang adjusted his standing position and shook the compass again. The compass was trembling and hesitating. It didn't know where to point.
"Where is the remnant soul of the Bloodsucking Scourge in the lake?" After asking two or three times, the compass began to spin slowly. But in the end, it still pointed to the center of the Great Marsh Lake.
Gu Mang was silent. He put the compass away and touched his chin.
According to Jun Shang's investigation, the remnant soul of the Bloodsucking Scourge sank into the depths of the Great Marsh Lake. Other spies didn't know how to show the compass, but Jun Shang insisted on pointing it to the center of the city. It couldn't be a coincidence.
Could it be …
His heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that the remnant soul of the Bloodsucking Scourge had been successfully captured by the Liao Kingdom in just a few days and was now trapped somewhere in the city?
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