The generals all left, and Su Fu and Wang Changxing sat opposite each other.

Wang Changxing felt a little strange. If he had no airs, this man was too casual. He was just an envoy. Throughout history, unless he was a famous figure, the envoy usually had to bear the death of his own death after the failure of negotiations.

However, he brought good news tonight, and his life must have been saved. The famous Yingxiu, Jianjun, the head of the army, sat opposite him. Every halo on his head was so dazzling that he became a little fluttering.

If he could drink with him at this time, it would be enough to brag about his whole life, he thought.

"Brother Gu wants Mr. to come, what's the matter?" Su Fujian was stunned and did not speak, but someone always had to speak.

Wang Changxing felt regretful that he had no wine at all, but a word "sir" was like a good wine. He couldn't help but get drunk: "The coach said that tomorrow's decisive battle is going to help you."

Su Fu's face looked slightly happy: "Oh? Brother Gu is indeed righteous. How to discuss the details?"

"The general said that tomorrow, he would only need to send out the entire army to fight against the Liu army to help him." Wang Changxing suddenly looked a little embarrassed. Just to pass these two words, the other party solemnly drove everyone away.

He thought about it and always felt that he should say more so that the other party felt that it was worth it to be so serious.

"The coach of the family had already been dispatched two days ago. By the way, the coach of the family was very grateful to the adults for saving the mistress." The next sentence was purely his own imagination.

The smile on Su Fu's face was gentle, like the wind, and his voice was also very light: "Okay, go back and tell Brother Gu, and I said that I, Su Fu, must have the affection."

The word "Chengqing" was a little heavier, and as he said that, he took out some pills from his arms and offered them: "Thank you for your hard work, you will naturally not be in vain."

Wang Changxing shoved away twice, and finally accepted it happily.

Su Fu sent him out of the tent, and suddenly heard a commotion coming from the camp in the distance. Several streams of light had already rushed away, but seemed to be one step late.

A stream of light rushed over, and Su Tong was in a hurry on her face: "Dad is not good, Sister Qingyi is gone. The patrol uncle of the demon soldier said that there was a fierce fight just by the river, but he rushed over but no one was seen."

Wang Changxing was shocked. Could it be that he was on his own?

"Sir, I heard it. I have something important to do. Let's go!" Before Su Fu's voice fell, he had already transformed into light with his pupils.

...

It is approaching the end of the Yin hour, and the sky is about to brighten. Before it is about to light, the sky is boundless and the darkness without stars always seems particularly lonely and pitiful, as if a prisoner facing the death penalty is enjoying his last supper.

On the other side of the Blue River, there is a weed as tall as a human, hidden in a cage the size of a small house. The cage is made of pure gold, engraved with dazzling and incomprehensible runes, and is emitting a slight glow. A woman is imprisoned inside, a peerless woman.

Her exquisite and picturesque face is three-indifferent and seven-indifferent, as if someone is being detained, and she is looking at the detained person.

A head of black and shiny hair, like the reflection of the snow and moonlight, was very eye-catching at this time. More eye-catching was that a wide bunch of fingers on the right had been broken, and the broken hair was floating away. There was also a cut-out on the blue clothes on the right arm. It was neatly matched and stained with some blood, but it was very sparse, like a picture handed down by someone, which was heartbreaking.

At least the person outside the cage felt heartbroken. His face turned pale, not a description, but it was really a bit blue: "Who hurts her!"

Behind him was a hundred and fifty monsters, one of whom fell to his knees, which was tantamount to admitting his crimes.

Liu Muyan didn't say a word, walked over and raised his hand to slap it. The demon's head suddenly burst like a scoop, and the red and white splashed on the people next to him, but no one dared to say a word.

"I remember I said I invited me here intact. You guys disappointed me so much. This is just a small punishment. Get out!"

One hundred and forty-nine demons retreated silently and their bodies were taken away.

Liu Muyan came to the cage, and his face was full of spring flowers: "Meng Lang, the subordinate, hurt Miss Qingyi, is really a big deal."

The woman was naturally in green clothes, and the cage suppressed her and could only stand.

She looked at him and said tepidly: "You are the one who gave the order. If you die, I won't blame you."

Liu Muyan's smile froze slightly, and then he praised as if he had not heard of it: "After the establishment of Zicheng, there are often rumors about the small medical immortals in the Medical Immortal Hall. I have heard of it for a long time and I am very fascinated. When I saw Miss Qingyi today, it was indeed amazing and the stars were about to be gloomy."

He pointed to the dark sky: "Have Miss Qingyi heard such rumors? It is said that every star in the sky represents a demon clan. I don't know when the night sky no longer shines, and the demon clan will no longer be a demon clan."

"So what." Qingyi only thought about some people who cared about her and had already begun to worry, so she only thought about how to get out of trouble, and was not willing to listen to his inexplicable words seriously.

"Isn't this a joke about the assimilation of the demon clan and the human clan?" Liu Muyan looked very serious, without any intention of joking.

"In your limited experience and experience, where can you have enough wisdom to understand the future." Qingyi's focus of his gaze turned from the cage to him, "Whether good or bad is not the only one's words. Who can tell the future clearly?"

"I admit this." Liu Muyan smiled, "but it does not mean that I agree, so the future must be in my own hands. Now there is an opportunity to change my destiny. Miss Qingyi, are you willing to seize it?"

"What changed you is mine, or his." Qingyi asked lightly.

"There is no difference. If you change you, you will change mine." Liu Muyan said with a smile.

"What do you want?" Qingyi was puzzled.

Liu Muyan's seal hall suddenly stimulated, as if something foreign object wanted to break out of his head. He took a deep breath: "Before I raise it, Miss Qingyi might as well take a look at this first."

A muffled groan came from deep in his throat, which was a severe pain of depression. The seal hall actually cracked, revealing a horizontal eye.

These eyes are completely different from Liu Muyan's other two. There is no white of the eye socket, but it is all dark tones exactly the same as the sky. There is a bright yellow texture in the middle. The texture slowly opens and turns into a dark yellow pupil, which is only the size of a rice grain, but there is no emotional fluctuation. It is cold and indifferent, just like another person.

Qingyi's heart lake was stirred up by huge waves. She knew a lot. She was smart and she read the classics, including one dozen of all the classics in the True Realm. In the past 100,000 years, she has been so many classics. So she always looked calm, as if the sky had fallen, and she could find the reason.

But at this moment she felt an inexplicable strong will sweep into her heart. With just one glance, her heart seemed to jump out of her chest, blood almost flowed backwards, and her hair stood up, like a kitten with a tail stepped on.

"What is this?" But she quickly calmed down because she understood more than anyone else that panic could not solve the problem, and panic could not answer her questions.

Liu Muyan vomited again in the depths of his throat. Many times he could not sleep late at night, he would vomit similar humiliation. He was indulged in luxury, he was desolate in desires, he did whatever he wanted, played with beautiful women, killed and killed, realized the peak pleasure of "deciding the world with one word", and tried to numb himself through this.

When his Yin Tang recovered as before, Qingyi found that his face was very pale, as if he had been seriously ill.

"The only one of you knows this secret at the moment." He said weakly, "Do you understand what fate is? Destiny is the end point that cannot be changed."

Liu Muyan smiled coldly: "I once tried to just enjoy the process, but in the end I would wake up from unwilling nightmare. No one understood this feeling, because no one had ever experienced this despair."

"Fate is destined!" Qingyi murmured in distracted.

"If you don't believe it, go and persuade Su Fu and let him give up attacking the Demon God Palace." Liu Muyan still sneered, as if talking about an impossible thing.

But Qingyi knew that this was indeed impossible. Once he decided on something, even if he died, he would not give up unless he died.

It was so easy to die, but she was never accepted by Qingyi. She gradually calmed down and said, "I want to know why you came to me."

"Because you are the only survivor of the White Star Clan."

...

When Su Fu was unable to sense Qingyi's position in the soul banner space, he felt a little more at ease, which meant that she was trapped in some place and her life was temporarily worry-free.

"Just just now, the villain was patrolling and was passing by the tent of Master Qingyi. A figure of Dao came from the direction of the Lanhe River and said a few words to Master Qingyi and turned around and left." A demon soldier who witnessed the process with his own eyes said nervously, "Mr. Qingyi only stopped for a while and then chased after him. When the villain realized that it might be an enemy, he chased him. But when we arrived at the river bank, there was only this mess and there was no one."

This river bank is only three hundred feet away from the Purple Army's garrison. At the speed of the demon soldiers running with all their might, it took less than half a cup of tea, but I couldn't see the enemy's appearance.

"In such a short time, Lord Qingyi was captured, but many traces were left on the scene..." Zhao Yun pondered, "It seems that the number of enemies is quite large, at least one hundred."

"Are all one hundred masters?" Yan Shiguang's face was as dark as the sky, "This time is too coincidental!"

Wu Yan glanced at him lightly: "Maybe the other party is trying to make us feel a coincidence."

"The only one who captured Sister Qingyi was Liu Muyan, so he didn't think about it." Su Tong had calmed down from the panic and said calmly, "Then why did Liu Muyan catch Sister Qingyi alone? Why wasn't he one of us?"

This is exactly the question Su Fu pondered.

Yan Shiguang whispered: "Would it be Wu Shuai's physique that attracted the attention of the other party, and then found out that the Medical Immortal Hall had refined the detoxification pill? The Tengshe who died in Wu Shuai's hands was Liu Muyan's favorite nephew and Liu Zongyuan's biological son."

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