Zhiying turned over the page and asked: "Where did he get so many magic soldiers?"

Seeing her humbly asking for advice, Xiao Jinwu didn't hesitate to give her advice and replied: "His mother is the princess of the Ye clan, so naturally she relies on his mother clan."

Zhi Ying reviewed his limited knowledge of the demon world and asked, "Didn't you say that Xiu Yuan's sons are brothers? Why does his uncle only help his younger nephew but not his elder nephew?"

Isn't this short-sighted?

Little Golden Crow flattened a clump of grass, assumed a storytelling posture, and sat down cross-legged. His index finger twirled a fiery red tassel taken from his waist, and in the blink of an eye a red sun appeared.

He recounted what he knew: "It is said that Ji Li left the mortal world a thousand years ago to find his half-sister, which offended his mother. However, this Demon Lord Ji Li has a sense of friendship and stayed in the mortal world to protect him.

My sister will not come back.

"But I don't know what happened later. His sister died and he disappeared. Therefore, Meng was favored by his mother since he was a child. He had to compete with his eldest brother in everything.

The desire to seize the throne is so obvious!"

When his own son went to find his mistress’s daughter and came back and wandered around in front of her, it would be strange if the devil queen didn’t feel so panicked!

I don’t know what Demon Lord Ji Li is thinking.

Such gossip...

"How did you know?"

Xiao Jinwu said casually: "The emperor said it while chatting, and I just listened to it."

Zhiying's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, and she thought to herself: The Emperor not only likes to use eyeliner, but also likes to use the information collected by the eyeliner to gossip. Not going to the modern newspaper office is really burying his talent!

No one responded. Xiao Jinwu pulled his hand away, touched his chin and said, "We seem to be a little far apart. Damn girl, do you really think you are the savior of these two brushes?"

At first glance, he sounded sarcastic, but in reality he was still sarcastic.

"Savior?" Weaver Ying reflexively wanted to retaliate against his sarcasm, but the words turned into, "What you said is too great. I am very selfish. I just want to be a pawn."

Xiao Jinwu rolled his eyes at her: "You have no ambition!"

This time Zhiying glanced away and said: "If you are ambitious, why don't you go ask the Emperor of Heaven for a tassel and go with your senior brother? The Emperor of Heaven has issued an order, and it's hard for the Emperor to stop you."

"I'm here right now!"

"hehe."

Xiao Jinwu was stimulated by her two strange words. He stood up and looked down at her, saying eloquently: "...your senior brother treats you so well, almost taking everything you ask for. How come he just came to the West Sea and he refused to take me with him?"

I'm looking at you, but I want you to follow me secretly, what does that mean?"

Weaver Ying was also irritated by him. His face turned green, red, and white for a while, as if the paint tray had been knocked over.

Since the altitude was not an advantage, he couldn't help but stand up and growled: "What nonsense are you talking about?! What does it mean to ask for something? You haven't read the book well, haven't you?!"

"I have read more books than the lotus root soup you have endured. How dare you say that I have not read well?"

Stinky bird, I can’t tell the difference between reading a lot of books and reading well!

Zhi Ying knowingly stopped arguing with an illiterate person, her chest rose and fell a few times, and she calmed down in a moment.

Suddenly there was an unusual sound in her ears. She pressed her palm heavily on Xiao Jinwu's shoulder and put her index finger on her lips.

Little Golden Crow staggered under her pressure and almost fell down the hillside. Just as he was about to have a seizure, Zhiying tightly covered his mouth.

Seeing her raise her chin, he looked down.

Over there, two figures walked out of the Chinese army tent. One was in silver armor and white robes, with a majestic figure; one... the other was in a loose white cotton robe, not like a soldier.

The latter's voice was quite loud, and it would be no exaggeration to say that it was loud enough to beat the drum, so Ying Zhi could hear it clearly.

"General! I didn't expect that we would be working together for the first time here. Ordinarily, this swaggering mountain with flying mountains and vast blue sea and sky should be a beautiful scene with each step. It's just..."

The man crossed his arms, shuddered hard, and said with a grimace: "It's just that it's too lonely and cold here in Weiai. Within ten feet of the tent, it's so cold that I want to shiver. Do you want to go?" Take a look?"

The man in silver armor and white robe turned around and said something.

At that moment, Zhiying saw his face clearly and recognized it immediately, it was Ju Lue.

She could tell from the shape of his mouth that what Ju Lue said was: "Thirty feet." It was a question.

The man replied: "Yes! I'm wondering why she set up her camp so far away from the edge of the station. It turns out that this is the reason... Hey, general, why are you running so fast? Wei Aidu Don’t be in a hurry!”

In the blink of an eye, Ju Lue was already ten feet away.

The man sighed deeply: "Young man, you are impatient."

After listening to this, Zhiying also recognized the identity of the person who called himself "Old Man". With such ambiguous words, he was not the True Lord Wei who wrote the masterpiece "The Story of a Butterfly".

Just like the first time, she was so shocked by Zhenjun Wei Zhi's words that she couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

This time, Little Golden Crow had the same expression as hers.

After staying for a few moments, Zhiying adjusted his mentality and went through the conversation between the two in his mind. His brows furrowed tighter and tighter, and he suddenly jumped up and was about to jump down.

Little Jinwu was frightened by her actions and thought she was going to cause trouble. He quickly grabbed her and asked, "What are you doing?"

Zhi Ying steadied himself and said, "Let's go explore the situation in Wei Ai."

"No way! With Weiai's cold and arrogant temper, isn't it normal to do this kind of thing? How big of a problem can it be?"

Little Golden Crow looked disgusted when he mentioned Wei Ai Lai.

This all stemmed from the time when Little Golden Crow Flying shouted "Get out of the way", but Weiai didn't hear it. The two of them bumped into each other and separated. One had a frosty face, and the other had flames coming from his eyes. Both of them were glaring with anger. I wish I could tear each other apart to relieve my anger.

From then on, Xiao Jinwu never had a good attitude towards Wei Ai.

It seems that Zhi Ying had something to do with this matter. She was busy making snow with Wei Ai at that time, so she naturally had no time to make soup for Little Golden Crow. She didn't expect him to come to her like this.

If fire and ice are incompatible, can anything good happen?

Zhi Ying threw these old things out of his mind and objectively commented on Wei Ai: "I have worked with her before. She is cold and arrogant, but she is not such an irresistible person."

She said so, and Xiao Jinwu had nothing to say, so he agreed: "Okay then!"

Weaver Shadow flicked the tassel on her waist with her finger, and the little golden crow turned into a three-legged black jade and pulled it up. Weaver Shadow raised the corner of her mouth lightly, shook out a piece of pale golden gauze from her sleeve, and twirled it in the air. On the body.

When it comes to concealment, the sky screen is definitely second to none, but it has the same shortcoming, which makes both Zhi Ying and Xiao Jinwu helpless because it is too small and can only hide one person's figure.

In order to be able to go out, Zhiying made a tassel for Little Golden Crow, so that he could turn into an ornament, and Little Golden Crow took it out. After going back and forth, Little Golden Crow became too lazy to take it off.

The two of them followed the shelter of the sky to the edge of the camp. A ten-foot radius was covered with frost, exuding a biting chill. This made Zhi Ying frown. She was always one foot away from the ground and floated outside the camp, with her ears pressed against her.

Go up.

Inside was Wei Ai's plain voice with almost no cadence: "What brings the general here?"

Then Ju Lue said: "Ten feet outside the tent, the ground is covered with frost."

There was silence for a while, and then Weiai seemed to be laughing: "I wonder what it is, it's because of this. The general made too much fuss, I'm used to living in Jixue Palace, and I'm not used to the vast mountains and clear waters here, so I cast a spell to

Decorate the outside of the tent. Isn’t this possible?”

"That's all?"

"That's all."

Is that all?

Zhiying also had the same question in his mind.

The little Golden Crow below said angrily: "No matter how much you decorate it, there's no need to make it so cold! Ah sneeze!"

The ears trembled with his voice.

Zhiying whispered: "That's why I feel strange."

She told him what she was thinking: "Wei Ai's Jixue Palace was built by collecting polar cold jade, which is helpful for her cultivation. However, when I worked with her to apply snow together, in order to prevent my summoning the clouds from being disadvantageous,

She deliberately suppressed the coldness around her body. She knew how to restrain herself when she shouldn't apply snow, but she became more casual when it came to such a big event as going on an expedition."

"Stinky girl, you still have some eyesight...ah sneeze!" Little Golden Crow sneezed again, and the tassels also fluttered.

Zhi Ying smiled, poked the head of the three-legged black jade hanging on the tassel with his finger, and said proudly: "You are still criticizing me, so take care of yourself first!"

The beak on the head chased the finger and bit it. Shadow Weaver quickly retreated and listened intently to the corner.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ai had already issued an expulsion order at this time: "General, please come back. My place is far away from where the soldiers are stationed, so it won't hinder them."

"Shangshen had better keep his word, Ju Lue said goodbye."

As soon as he said this, Zhi Ying immediately squatted down, pulled the left and right sides, and completely wrapped himself in the canopy, which seemed to be a cover-up.

Then the low footsteps faded away, and she opened a gap, then slowly stood up.

The tassels on his waist moved, and Little Golden Crow's gloating voice sounded: "Hey, your senior brother is angry!"

Zhiying looked at the direction Ju Lue left, feeling a little irritated for no reason: "I heard it!"

Withdrawing his gaze, Weaver Ying touched the tarpaulin that was also covered by an inch-thick layer of ice, and spoke as solemnly as the ice.

"It seems that Wei Ai's situation is not optimistic. What happened that made her not even tell the commander-in-chief of the armed forces?"

After a while, she didn't hear the answer and called out: "Little Golden Crow?"

The three-legged black jade with the gradient blue tassels was shaking violently like a sieve, and it also made the corners of her skirt tremble constantly. Little Golden Crow's response came intermittently: "...Here, there he is."

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhiying immediately covered Yu with the warmth of his palms and said, "I'll take you away first."
To be continued...