Guan Feibai's body shook slightly.

When I walked away from the mountain, the elder brother prepared a tip for each of them, and it was only possible to disassemble it at the most critical moment.

A few days ago, the Northern Third Battalion was trapped in a heavy siege. The rescue of the National Cavalry had not arrived yet. He noticed that Liangbanhu opened the letter and watched it through the bonfire for a long time.

The next day, Liangbanhu died in battle.

Is it my turn today?

He took out the secret bag and opened it, which contained a letter and a pill.

In the letter, Akiyama said that this pill was the kind of medicine that Xiao Zhang wanted to use to help him break through the realm, but in the end he was obsessed with it.

Some of the chances of taking this pill will increase your ability greatly and may even break the realm, but the greater probability is that the meridians are completely broken - in mild cases, such as Xiao Zhang, you must take more than ten years of hard practice to recover, or in severe cases, you will die on the spot.

Bai Cai didn't see the content of the letter, but after seeing Guan Feibai's expression change, he vaguely guessed something and tried his best to dissuade him.

Guan Feibai held the pill expressionlessly, ignoring what he was saying next to him.

Bai Cai looked at Xu Yourong and said in a crying voice: "Why do you have to remind him about this?"

"How can I blame my junior sister for this? After all, it is your own choice."

Guan Feibai looked very calm, and after saying this, he swallowed the pill into his stomach.

The next moment, he fell asleep.

"It's a pill, my senior brother asked me to find Chen Changsheng to match."

Xu Yourong said to Bai Cai: "There is also one in Liangbanhu's treasure bag. I don't know why he didn't eat it. Is the content in the letter different?"

Bai Cai looked at her senior brother being carried away like a drunk, subconsciously touched her head and said, "I haven't opened the letter yet, I don't know if it's the same."

Xu Yourong reached out and touched his head, and said softly: "Then let's go with me."

Only then did Bai Cai realize that she was messing with her own words.

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The attack on the Eastern Route Army was indeed the main force of the demon clan. In addition to more than 10,000 wolf cavalry, there were warriors from various tribes several times more.

The most important evidence is that the commander of this demon army is the demon coach.

Across ten miles apart, you can clearly see the huge figure of the Overturned Mountain Fang.

The fallen mountain fang died in Nuo Rilang, and I don’t know where the Demonic Supplier found another one.

Wang Po held the knife with one arm, sat in a wet swamp, leaning against a tree that had been dead for many years, closed his eyes, ignoring the sound of fighting and life and death outside the mist.

His injuries are far from recovering. If he wants to block the Demonic Soldier, he must cherish every part of his physical strength.

Why did the demons abandon the Central Army camp and attack the Eastern Army? In fact, the reason is very simple and anyone can understand it.

Because who can see the hill outside the battlefield.

There is a car on the mountain.

There is a little Taoist priest in the car.

The little Taoist priest is flying kites.

There is an extremely huge painting tied under the kite.

The painting is about the Huoyao Kalan Temple.

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...

The wolf rider rushed over like a tide, but when it was still several miles away from the hill, it was blocked by the Xuanjiao cavalry.

The war was extremely direct and rough, and each other's strategic intentions were very obvious, so naturally there was no talk of too many tactics.

The entire wilderness seemed to be able to feel the vibration from the east, and the fighting sounds over there.

"I don't know if I can't stand it there, I just know that I'm about to be unable to stand it."

The King of Linghai is very rare, so he talks to Chen Changsheng in this tone of human nature.

Because he was indeed under great pressure, now as long as he walked out of the tent, countless eyes were cast.

Those who have inquiries, anxiety, contempt, encouragement, are extremely complex and very sinister.

The main force of the demon clan attacked the Eastern Route Army, and the hill could be flooded by black tides at any time.

At this time, everyone wants to know the Pope's attitude.

The vast majority of priests and soldiers hope that he could issue orders as soon as possible to allow the army to go to rescue.

Yes, even the God General Heming is not qualified to issue such an order, so Chen Changsheng can only order it himself.

"There is no news over there, don't move."

Chen Changsheng said.

Tomorrow is the time to refine cinnabar elixir. He is thinking about whether to cancel this batch of refining and leave his energy for the possible decisive battle in the future.

Because the cinnabar pill did not save the people he wanted to save.

The battlefield is the fastest place to mature.

Guan Bai's hands were cold.

His heart will not lose its warmth, but it will be much stronger than usual.

The King of Linghai hesitated for a moment and said, "Is there a possibility... it is inconvenient to speak there?"

As a master, you have to ask students for help...especially, they are a master and apprentice with a strange relationship that is known to the world. It is indeed very difficult.

If this is true, Chen Changsheng doesn’t take the initiative to go to rescue, what should he do if something really happens in the end?

Shang Xingzhou is a saint who has an unfathomable state of cultivation, but after all, he is old and weak.

According to news from Luoyang, he has become much older in recent years.

There is no accident in Shang Xingzhou because he is the spiritual leader of the human race.

No matter how you don’t like him, you must accept this fact.

Thinking about the scene I saw next to the hot spring, the extremely tight black hair and... the white hair that could no longer be completely covered, Chen Changsheng was silent for a while, and finally waved his hand.

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As the war continued, the pressure from all sides became more and more real, and the sight he cast became Red Eagle Book, and some gods even tried to break into the camp to see Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng met the generals, but did not agree to their request.

Xu Yourong said: "The situation over there is indeed a bit serious. The North Third Battalion will not move, and the Fourth Battalion may have to go up again."

Chen Changsheng said, "I know."

Xu Yourong said: "The pressure will become greater and greater."

Chen Changsheng looked at the smoke and dust between the wilderness and the mountains and rivers in the distance, and after a moment of silence, he said: "When I was in Xining, when the pressure came, my senior brother was blocking me. When I went to Kyoto, there were uncles and Archbishop Meilisa. Later, I had you, but in fact, I had good ability to withstand pressure."

Since he was ten years old, no one could bear the pressure more than him.

He continued: "The war started too early, there is a problem."

Yes, no matter how little food and grass there is in Xue Laocheng, it should hold on for a while, at least until the weather gets colder.

Xu Yourong also thought so and said, "What do you think?"

"My master didn't ask me to help, so I didn't need to help. I don't know what he was doing. My ability in this regard is relatively weak, so I can only cooperate as usual..."

Chen Changsheng looked at her and said, "Just like in Baidi City at that time, you and your master calculated everything, so I will do it."

Xu Yourong thought about it and found that what he said was right.

In essence, she and Shang Xingzhou were the same type of people, while Chen Changsheng was the same type of people.

Human existence requires the former, but the latter is the purpose, or is this why she likes him so much?

"I like you."

Xu Yourong looked into his eyes and said seriously.

Such a sudden confession is really shocking.

The most important thing is that there are many people around and there are still people in the tent.

Their conversation just now did not deliberately avoid anyone.

The King of Linghai carefully wiped the magic weapon in his hand, as if he had heard nothing.

The hand of the God General Heming, who was lifting the curtain, froze in the air, like a smile on his face.

Anhua looked at Xu Yourong's eyes full of stars, thinking that the Saint was so amazing.

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To be continued...