The land was filled with the sound of joy.

Chu Yue and others could hear clearly in the depths of the Martial Palace, and only felt extremely ironic.

"Jiang Ye, what do we need to do now?" Ye Yang asked.

Before he knew it, his tone and eyes were filled with respect and admiration.

"Just pretend you haven't read the Thousand-Section God Scroll."

Chu Yue said lazyly: "The Imperial Army will die without burial, and the entire army will be wiped out. You will be left alone to live. There will definitely be a deeper secret. However, you have to be careful with Lu Junling's father and daughter."

"Okay, I understand."

Ye Yang looked determined.

In a moment, the boy seemed to grow up wildly throughout the four seasons.

Outside, the soldiers guards shouted: "The General Office is here. The meeting is held. General Mu Zhan, and the General Office is instructing his subordinates to come and check General Ye Zhan's injuries. What's wrong with General Ye Zhan?"

Mu Fengming and Chu Yue looked at each other and replied, "Ye Zhan will improve. Go back and tell the General Secretary that we will both attend the convening meeting."

"yes!"

“…”

The footsteps are getting farther and lighter.

“What should come, always come.”

Chu Yue gracefully slapped the dust from the armor and cloak and slowly tidied up her cuffs.

During the movements, it was a bit like Mu Fengming.

"Jiang Ye, thank you for telling Ye Yang the truth, otherwise Ye Yang would be killed by the cruel father and daughter, and he would not know who the person he should hate."

Ye Yang took the dagger and stabbed it into his right chest, frightened Qin Tieniu and jumped up and leaned against Tu Weiwei's arms. He asked in surprise: "Little brother, what are you doing?"

Chu Yueqing frowned, "No need to do this."

"If this is not the case, how can they make them trust me completely? And believe that Ye Zhan is really hurting you because of the original energy, rather than deliberately designing to delay time?" Ye Yang pulled out his dagger, covered the injured place and walked out resolutely, his face full of fearless expression, and his eyes were determined to be like bloody wind.

He stumbled away several steps, held the door lintel with bloody hands, turned around and looked at Chu Yue.

The boy's pale face was filled with broken smiles, his red eyes were filled with tears and hatred, and a little guilt.

"Jiang Ye, I'm sorry, please forgive me for my stupid words last night."

He covered his bleeding wound and walked back to Lu Junling and Lu Lan's camp.

"Brother Ye Yang, what's wrong with you?" Lu Lan held Lu Junling and asked worriedly.

Lu Junling asked tentatively: "Ye Yang, Ye Chuyue, are you really injured by the original energy?"

Ye Yang nodded and said angrily: "It's a pity that the original energy did not cause her to explode and die. Why can she still live? I hate! I hate! Uncle Lu, do you know that I'm just a little short of stabbing Ye Chuyue to death, and she can't die well, and avenge my Imperial Army!"

Lu Junling felt relieved and took out the elixir and fed it to Ye Yang.

"Ye Yang, with Mu Fengming here, how can you really succeed in assassination? You kid is so stupid. What should you do in the future? Do you know if you want to do something? What will happen to Lan Lan?"

It would be fine if Lu Junling didn't say this, but when he said it, Ye Yang was extremely disgusting.

Especially when I saw Lu Lan's cold and delicate face again, I thought of the body-tempering scene recorded in the Qianxing Divine Scroll, and I felt nauseous and nauseous, and I felt extremely ugly.

He tried his best to endure the disgust that he wanted to vomit, pretended to be moved and grabbed Lu Junling's rough hand. His blood-red eyes were tears, and he choked and said, "With Uncle Lu, I am not afraid of anything. I just hate that those who killed my Imperial Army will not die well. I wish them to die without success when they are alive, and to be plagued by evil spirits after death. There will be no peace in life. It is best to be killed by Lingchi, cut into a man and soak into wine. Uncle Lu, Lanlan, are you right?"

Lu Junling and Lu Lan's expressions suddenly changed.

Ye Yang's words...

No matter how you hear it, it seems like you are cursing them...

The father and daughter were guilty and were so embarrassed that they didn't know how to answer Ye Yang's words.

Ye Yang looked deep in their eyes, and there was a horrifying and dangerous murderous intent that was as if it was covering the sky and the sun.

The bone-to-killing hatred roared in his soul like a devil.

"Lanlan, take Ye Yang to heal." Lu Junling turned around.

Lu Lan's face was indifferent and cracked.

She gently tapped her head and helped Ye Yang walk out along the corridor of the Martial Palace.

Ye Yang stared at the girl's side face, her edges and corners, and her facial features were perfect like a knife carving an axe.

The auspicious light of the Martial God barrier and the shattered afterglow of the setting sun reflected a beautiful slight light on her apricot eyes.

Like the bright moon.

Ye Yang felt extremely heartbroken.

I feel sad and want to vomit.

He asked, "Blue."

"Hmm?" Lu Lan turned his head and looked at him, "Brother Ye Yang, there will be practice demonstration tomorrow, you need to have a good rest."

"Will you marry me?" Ye Yang interrupted her.

Lu Lan lowered her eyes, "I will."

"Okay." Ye Yang smiled.

Lu Lan pursed her lips and didn't speak, feeling a little strange.

I always feel that Ye Yang, who came out of Ye Chuyue, was a little different from usual, but I couldn't tell where it was.

She just thought that she was about to see the Sleepless Clan Holy Son and soon got rid of the thoughts in her mind.

...

A conference was convened and held at the shooting range of the Wu Temple.

Thirty-nine armies all came into this place.

Chu Yue and Mu Fengming's two armies arrived last.

When they came, it caused a small noise. The soldiers all looked sideways. They saw that General Ye, who was still as angry as a slept in a short time ago, is now full of energy and majesticity, unlike being injured.

In the hearts of the soldiers, they had to sigh again at the tenacity of the female generals of the Mu Mansion.

If the uncontrolled original energy falls into their martial body, they will surely die.

"Jiang Ye, may the martial arts sport participate in high-intensity exercise demonstration?"

Not far ahead, a gentle and atmospheric female voice appeared.

Chu Yue slowly raised her eyes and looked forward-

At the forefront of the Wudian shooting range, eighteen highest commanders of the Imperial Army Division were lined up in a row, and then hundreds of senior soldiers from the command center.

Surrounded by this group of people, the woman was wearing a black phoenix robe, with a cloak painted with thorny totems, and her nails covered with red elixir looked enchanting.

She combines all kinds of charm and iron-blooded breath into one, which is both natural and heroic.

She is the Imperial Army Chief: Lu Wandie.

Lu Junling's sister is also Lu Lan's aunt.

Chu Yue walked past the center of the shooting range, and the thirty-nine intensive soldiers subconsciously retreated from both sides, giving up a spacious land for her and Mu Fengming's army.

"Thank you, Lord General, for your concern."

Chu Yue walked over with great swaying, looking at him without any timidity, Haoran arched his hands: "The last general is not seriously injured."

Lu Wandiezi stared at Chu Yue's eyes and expression carefully, without missing a trace of details.

Ye Chuyue, this woman, is very wise and close to monsters, and has repeatedly created miracles, so she has to be careful.

After all, most of the people who despise Ye Chuyue went to the underworld Naihe Bridge to receive Mengpo soup.
Chapter completed!