"Mr. Yun Xun, this is the file for today."

A soft voice from a woman sounded outside the tent.

Yun Xun rubbed his sore and astringent eyebrows, "Come in."

Xue Falcon held a thick stack of desks, and pushed her shoulders to open a corner of the curtain, slowly entering. At the first glance, she saw the handsome and haggard face of the head of the Grand Master. Her heart sniffed and felt a little distressed, and she couldn't help but speak.

"Sir, you'd better take a break..."

If I remember correctly, Lord Yun Xun has not closed his eyes for two consecutive days.

"Let's go." Yun Xun squeezed out a pale smile and signaled Xue Falcon to put down the file.

The entire narrow jade case was filled with stacks of case files. Xue Fang searched for a while before slowly moving a corner to let the new case file be put down.

Case files are dead, people live.

Nowadays, all the affairs on the grassland are as numerous as cows, and they are all taken care of by the Grand Secretary. How can this be overcome?

Even great practitioners in the Star Lord realm have limited mental strength—

Due to overwork, Yun Xun's temples had already grown two gray spots.

Those strategists in Tiandu City all have white hair and frosted hair. In the end, who will have a good ending?

Seeing it, the pain was in his heart. Xue Falcon gritted his teeth and picked up the stack of case files on the table again, and said firmly: "You have a good sleep, let's talk about these things when you wake up."

"No, no," Yun Xun frowned, shouted loudly in a low tone, then his tone slowed down, and said softly: "Put down the case file, in just a few days... the khans who were traveling west of Wang Ting returned to the Mother River, and these case files can be transferred."

Xuexiao's pretty face was full of grievances.

It wasn't because of the scolding of the Grand Secretary.

But she could only watch Lord Yun Xun, who was so tired, but she couldn't help with anything.

"Thank you for this period of time. You have handled the management matters of the 'Eagle Group' and 'Eighth Cavalry Group' very well. Without you, maybe I can't hold on anymore, right?"

Yun Xun raised his head and smiled gently, his eyes as if they could see through people's hearts.

Xuexiao was stunned.

"Don't worry, I'm not a fool, so I naturally hope to be idle. After all, choosing to come to the grassland is to lead the eagle group to a peaceful future." Yun Xun slowly stood up, stretched out a hand, rubbed Xue Fang's head, whose snow-white little face quickly flushed.

Xue Falcon said stutteringly: "Sir, please... pay attention to your health..."

After saying this, he was like a rabbit, putting down the case file with a clang and fleeing in panic.

Yun Xun couldn't help but shake his head and smile.

Just as he was about to sit down again, a smile sounded leisurely.

"Miss Snow is right."

"Sir Yun, please take care of your health...it's better to take a break."

When Yun Xun heard this sound, he was stunned for a moment.

The curtain tent was pulled open.

Ning Yi, wearing a black shirt, slowly entered.

The other person who stepped into the camp with Ning Yi was also wearing a bright purple dress.

"Ning Yi?" Yun Xun saw the former, which was normal. When he saw the latter, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes for a moment, and suspected that he was dazzled.

"Miss Pei?"

When he left Tiandu, Pei Lingsu was still in the back mountain of Shushan, and Yun Xun was one of the few people who knew the inside story.

In Lingshan, Miss Pei's soul wound has never been cured.

This time you enter the back mountain, you may be a lifetime.

I never thought that for several years, it seemed like yesterday.

I just said goodbye, and now... it is the old friends who meet again.

It was also at this moment that Yun Xun suddenly remembered that he had been in the grassland for many years.

It’s not that time is short, but that you are walking too quickly.

Spring, summer, autumn and winter pass by in the blink of an eye, busy day and night, without realizing it.

"After coming out of Xuanshen Cave Heaven, there are too many things."

Ning Yi apologized with a three-point apology and said, "It's only time for you to come to the grassland."

"Nothing." Yun Xun shook his head and smiled, "If the grassland cannot live without you now... then we are too failure."

Urle is now the belief of all the wastelands in this entire grassland.

In fact, in a sense, Yun Xun is right.

Ning Yi is not suitable for frequent appearance. Even in the eyes of the powerful and powerful people of Muhe River, Urle's image as a true god can be maintained, not because of other reasons, but because of several major events, which was extremely timely and just right-

The Xuejiu tribe rebelled and the Bronze Platform coup.

The source evil disaster and disaster are changing, and the revenge of the Eastern Emperor comes again.

The Western border fell, and rebellion emerged within the Mother River.

Every time Ning Yi appears, at the last moment when the mother river is on the verge of despair, turning the tide in despair... And at the time of peace, this "legendary monarch" might as well disappear in the vast mist and rain.

The reason why gods are gods and the reason why great monarchs are great monarchs is because of the undesecrated "sense of distance".

As the main master of faith, Ning Yi felt an extremely powerful force when he stepped into the grassland, and blessing him in nothingness.

Every time the grassland people chant Urle, they would have a ray of vow power lingering on the erect soil.

On this land, with the blessing of incense, Ning Yi suddenly felt his invincible belief in his heart... He finally understood why Emperor Taizong stood firm in Tiandu City back then.

After sitting on the True Dragon Emperor's throne, the entire Sui Dynasty's incense of vows was blessed by one person.

The faith of all people is the greatest "crown" to the emperor!

...

...

"A very serious demon tide broke out on the western border."

"The world of the demon clan seems to have caused a very violent shock. As the chessboard of the emperor's will, it is the best manifestation... An unprecedented demon tide condensed and attacked the border high platform. The grassland king, who symbolized the three tribes in the Mu River King's tent, rushed west with his elite troops."

Yun Xun sat in front of the jade desk, leaning back slightly, rubbing his eyebrows, looking relaxed, but his tone was very urgent, "The affairs handed over from the western border, the decisions of the Mu River King's tent, and the tasks of the Eagle Knight... are all pressing on this table. So, I really have no time to rest now."

"not to mention……"

He looked outside the camp and said slowly: "The grassland is like this now, who dares to rest?"

The world outside the tent.

A vast blue and darkness enveloped the dome.

"A strange phenomenon swept across the grassland not long ago. We speculated that it was related to the vibration of the upside-down sea..." Yun Xun stared at Ning Yi's face.

Ning Yi had a subtle expression and said softly: "Longxiao Palace is born."

Yun Xun lowered his eyebrows and smiled, and a look really appeared on his face.

"Mr. Yuan woke up from his deep sleep. He cages such a layer of barrier to the grassland."

Yun Xun paused and said, "Let's call it a barrier for now... Since then, we have been trying to communicate with the bottom of the Apocalypse River, but we have never received a response. So we really don't know what the "Qingming" on the grassland dome is."

Ning Yi opened the door with the scroll of the sky, and the moment he arrived at the grassland, he noticed this strange phenomenon.

At the beginning and end of the River of Apocalypse, a pillar of light hangs down, stretching out the sky.

A light shield enveloped the grassland, stretching for thousands of miles.

"It seems that the birth of Longxiao Palace has alarmed the 'Yuan'..." Ning Yi and the girl looked at each other and murmured: "This trip I came to the grassland for 'Yuan'."

Two thousand years ago, the formation pattern master under the command of the Lion Heart King was Yuan who woke up from his sleep!

The formation patterns of the Great Wall in the North were designed by him... and coincidentally, Yuan also knew very well about the formation patterns of the Longxiao Palace.

Judging from the niche in the quiet room, Yuan has arrived at the Longxiao Palace more than once to look for Aning's traces.

Yuan crosses the bronze hall formation pattern, crosses the snake and walks in the silver city and the golden city.

Moreover, he is in charge of the key of the "Scroll of Empty".

In a sense, during the period when Ning Yi did not take over Kongzhijuan... Yuan was the unyielding master of Longxiao Palace.

"It may not be simple to find Yuan. At the moment when the light cover was shrouded, there was an extremely powerful restriction on the surface of the Apocalypse River." Yun Xun shook his head and said, "The whole long river seems to be covered with a mirror. Whether it is the array pattern or the secret technique, no matter how hard the Fu Sheng of Xiaoyuan Mountain racked his brains, he could not convey the message to the "Yuan"... Yuan isolated the Apocalypse River from the outside world and also isolated himself from the outside world."

Ning Yi's expression was calm when he heard this.

He did not tell Yun Xun.

The birth of the Dragon Slice Palace means that the upside-down sea is about to usher in exhaustion... The rumored "end prophecy" of the world-destroying death is likely to come.

The Qingming that Yuan spreads and the mirror of the River of Apocalypse are all protection.

"You said just now that a demon tide broke out in the western border." Ning Yi knocked his finger, took a stack of case files on Yun Xun's desk, and asked in a deep voice: "What's going on?"
To be continued...