It is not far from Hanshuang Cave to Piaomiao Peak, but walking in the mountains is not so calculating. It is still a marching 100 people, so it takes one day to travel at night. In order to ensure spirit and morale, Yang Qi decided to advance steadily, and it is expected that it will take less than two days to reach Piaomiao Peak in less than one and a half days.

The group of sixty female disciples, twenty male disciples, and twenty Weibo's men, totaling one hundred. Among these hundred, sixty female disciples were naturally in their original blue clothes, but the twenty male disciples were all replaced with the clothes of a mob. Under the hardship of Tieba and Weibo, there was no obvious sign of the island faction on the clothes of the twenty male disciples, and they were still decent among the twenty Weibo's twenty.

"Remember, you are a surprise soldier. You should try not to miss the flaws in this group of people. Do you understand?" Yang Qi began to teach the game in person, and took advantage of the marching time to provide preliminary education to these people who cannot fight. Although Yang Qi is not a powerful weapon in the battlefield, she is much better than these people who only know one-on-one swordsmanship. At least they can remember the simplest instructions first.

She and Wu Zhengfeng also changed into Hanshuang Cave costumes and planned to mix in the army of women. However, Wu Zhengfeng was too big to wear, and she was smaller than the shortest one in Hanshuang Cave, and she was bloated and bulging, wrapping it like a rice dumpling with her head exposed. Yang Qi was too small to wear, and her height was far taller than the tallest one in Hanshuang Cave, so she was tightly discomfort everywhere.

If you do a rotating exercise, you will thorn a hole in your waist and reveal your snow-white waist. Although you are not afraid of the cold, Yang Qi can't help but have black lines on her head. "In modern society, although there are not many girls of 1.75 meters, they are not rare, so it is still convenient to put together clothes. I didn't expect it to be so difficult here."

"You are content. Han Xue is tall and so can do whatever she wants. If you arrive at Furong Island, you can only be naked/run." Wu Zhengfeng was still obsessed with the teasing of the cradle at the time, but he learned the word naked/run. She doesn't have to run naked now, but she is also very depressed when she sways her sleeves as if she is shaking Liuyun's sleeves.

There was no way, Yang Qi didn't want to show her waist, and Tong Lao was inconvenient to walk, so the two could only maintain their previous fusion state. A silk was wrapped around her waist and tied Wu Zhengfeng to her back, so that it would be convenient for both of them.

In the past few days, Wu Zhengfeng has used Yang Qi's blood to practice. One drop is enough each time. The recovery of skills is very fast, much better than the blood of all other species. But in terms of development, I don't know if there is any problem, but in short, it looks younger than the theoretical age. For example, on the day after the war, she should have recovered to the age of six, but she looks like she is only five years old and very tender.

Of course, I can't see much difference when I was five or six years old, and no one noticed it. But Yang Qi became interested: "I said sisters, what would it look like if you recover your skills? Are you full of pleats on your face?" At the age of ninety-six, it's not an exaggeration to wear age spots. "It's a pity that this cute little face will change in three months. Otherwise, you should keep the status quo and stop practicing again." As she said that, Yang Qi reached out and pinched Tong Lao's little face. It was so tender that it could drip out of water.

Women are so beautiful, and they are so much like this. Wu Zhengfeng immediately knocked off Yang Qi's finger unhappily: "How is that possible! I started practicing the Supreme Practice at the age of 11, and it took fifteen years of cold and heat to break through the barrier, and it was exactly twenty-six years old. In the future, my face will last forever, no matter how many times I repeat, I will look twenty-six years old. As long as the energy is not dissipated, my face will not be full of pleats..."

"A eternal twenty-six years old?" Yang Qi was excited: "You have made a lot of money! From twenty-six to ninety-six, there have been seventy years of extra time in your prime, and will you let your peers survive?"

"Hmph!" Wu Zhengfeng looked up proudly, then sighed: "It's not considered a prime minister. Unfortunately, I originally wanted to practice before the age of eighteen..."

Ancient people have different age views from modern people. A 26-year-old girl is in the preparatory class for leftover women in modern times. She just touched the edge of the royal sister, which is the golden age of the year. In big cities, she is even a little girl in some concepts. But in ancient times, she has passed the 26-year-old girl, and is the level of the 20-year-old girl, and she has even begun to move closer to the elder sequence.

Have you ever seen Yang Qi speak without questioning, and there is no reason for her age. If you reduce her age by ten, you will always be suspicious even if the rest of her performance is average, and you will not know whether she is reliable or not. Age is also a kind of capital.

"I said, how do you plan to support Lingjiu Palace?" Wu Zhengfeng looked at the marching team: "Your arrangement makes me a little puzzled."

"Hmph, do you want to know how to support Lingjiu Palace? Haha, just listen, I said (red light tone)—" Yang Qi pointed his sword together and started to leave the silence again. Anyway, the first half has been sung, so why not sing the second half, which is quite appropriate: "I will give you wisdom and courage, and I will be in danger of being in no time. In order to suppress the bandits, they will be dressed up as a bandit, like a sharp knife, inserted, and powerful tiger... Cough cough, that one, I will die, old Wuhuan! Swear to bury the brain-hiding party in the mountains. Ambitions shake the mountains, and ambitions shake the abyss. Wait until we meet with our comrades and a hundred chickens..." Yang Qi paused and smiled awkwardly: "That, sisters, do you have any landmark buildings in your Lingjiu Palace?"

Wu Zhengfeng learns from Yang Qixu with his eyes: "Xianyang Palace."

"Okay—" Pa, clapped his hands, and the tone rose again: "When I waited to meet with my comrades, I would like to join the Xianyang Palace. I would definitely call it, and the earth~over~sky~spin it!" The loud tune came from afar. Although the people in the marching felt that the strange tone was a little funny, they could not help but be infected by the passion and were eager to walk.

Only Wu Zhengfeng complained angrily: "What is the 'bandit nest'? That's my family!"

After two days of marching, Piaomiao Peak was far away. Yang Qi asked everyone to hide and hide first, and not be discovered by the enemies on the mountain. If they were discovered, let Wuhuan deal with it. If they really didn't work, they would silence them all. In short, don't expose them before she comes back. She carried Tong Lao to the mountain to inquire.

The terrain of Piaomiao Peak is steep, like a lonely peak penetrates straight into the sky. Simply put, this Piaomiao Peak is a bit out of character, and it penetrates deep into the clouds like a sword. There are dark clouds in the sky, and you can't even see the top of the mountain at a glance - is there really magical peaks in Tianshan?

"Sisters, do you usually live in a place that is really cold and cold?"

"Of course not. Although Lingjiu Palace is on Piaomiao Peak, it is not on the top of Piaomiao Peak. Most of it is in the middle and lower sections of Piaomiao Peak, otherwise how can the palace maids with low skills bear it?"

The mountain road is not too rugged, and it seems to have been specially developed as wide and flat. However, the footprints on the ground are messy, and there are obviously a large number of people passing by, and there are some suspicious big footprints, as well as horse hoof prints and car wheel prints, which are very complicated.

"Sisters, how many people rebel?"

"After all, there are not many island owners who can incite Wuhuan. Even if they all go into battle, there are only about a thousand people. We have already killed 400 people, and the remaining ones will not exceed six hundred."

"But I see the traces on the ground... in short, it doesn't look like six hundred people." Yang Qi has never learned ancient reconnaissance. It's still impossible to calculate how many people the ground has. But the feeling of a regular army attacking the mountain cannot be faked, and she even suspected that there were siege cars.

After walking up ten miles, we arrived at the mountain gate of the Xiaoyao Sect. An object similar to a archway is placed here, and there is a team of ten people here to guard it. Most of the people who were guarding are from the martial arts world, and the scattered aura cannot be faked. But three of them have the feeling of an army. Although they are chatting and flirting with the other seven people, they look different.

Yang Qi and Wu Zhengfeng looked at each other and lurked quietly. There was a cliff on one side of the mountain gate. This road was the only road. It was difficult for a master of light skills to slip past in broad daylight without arousing warning. However, Yang Qi went down to the cliff next to her, and the cliff was smooth and unrestrained, but the alternation of two short spears solved the problem.

After passing through the mountain gate, the sound of the boiling voice came into his ears. Hiding among the leaves and looking over there, Yang Qi immediately drew a black line on her forehead: "Is this what you said less than 600 people?"

There were actually tents in front of me, but there were serious military camp settings. At a glance, there were no less than 800 people, and I don’t know how many there were in the distance.

"Sisters, you have to admit that although the foreign aid Wuhuan found is not a martial arts expert, he hits your fatal point more than martial arts expert - Zheng, Rule, Jun." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!