It's another peaceful morning.

The people who participated in the Meteor Star were busy as usual in an orderly manner, properly settling the wounded who had retreated from the Great Desolate Star, and sorting out and delivering the latest battle reports from the front line.

If Baigu Star is the most solid rear area, then Meteor Star is now the center of power of the Northern Alliance. The transfer of materials, the mobilization of cultivators, and important meetings are all held here, and most of the top leaders of the Northern Alliance are also

Basically sit here.

This allows the Northern League, a loose organization with complex composition, to operate with super high efficiency that is not inferior to that of the Daoling Clan.

After Yu Qingxuan took over Bei Ran's original position, it did not cause much interference to the Bei League. Even the appearance of a new peak Li Dao strongman greatly boosted everyone's morale.

Although the Great Desolate Star has been unable to be conquered for a long time, the war has gone from a one-sided situation at the beginning to a stalemate in the Desolate Star Sea. This is already an incredible thing for everyone.

After the turmoil caused by the cultivators in the Southern Territory was resolved at the speed of light, harmony and stability were restored in the Northern Alliance. Many people could not help but begin to harbor a new hope.

That is, even if there is no hope of ending the war in a short time, if it continues like this, even if the Daoling clan has a profound foundation, it will not be able to withstand such consumption, and sooner or later it will enter the stage of peace talks.

By then, if everyone can draw boundaries and govern without disturbing each other, can everything return to the state before the war?

Anyway, no one has too many ambitions to occupy the Daoyu Galaxy. As long as they can secure Wuya in a down-to-earth manner and return to the peaceful life of the past, that is their greatest wish.

Ordinary people's thoughts are simple and simple, and only a few knowledgeable people among them are vaguely aware that this war cannot be easily ended.

After all, the Dao Ling Tribe had chosen to kill all the prisoners from the very beginning, and they had already adopted a determined attitude that would not end until death.

Perhaps, it can only end with the complete destruction of one party.

But no matter what, they have already survived the most difficult period in the beginning. With endless chaos creatures as backup, the Daoling Tribe will no longer be able to easily defeat the Northern Alliance in the future.

In a relatively quiet room, Long Chenyu was wrapped in a thick white cloth, leaning against the window and quietly looking at the blooming flowers outside.

He just retreated from the Great Wild Star battlefield yesterday. A sword from a Hedao master went straight through his heart. If an elder from the Fire Refining Sect hadn't arrived at the battlefield in time, he would have been seriously injured.

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In fact, he already has a relatively indifferent view of life and death, but if he couldn't draw a few enemies to support him before he died, he would always feel a little regretful when he thought about it.

When he woke up again, he was placed in Meteor Star to recuperate. Whether it was a coincidence or not, there were a few guys here that he didn't really want to see.

Especially the person on the bed on the left front was really chattering to a certain extent.

"Hey, our Imperial Spear is in a daze again. He probably doesn't bother to talk to us. Alas, after all, he was one of the top geniuses in the Fengling Star back then, so it's normal that he doesn't want to talk to us..."

Long Chenyu frowned, still looking out the window without looking back.

"Look, geniuses have to be so aloof. I worked my butt off to kill a few novices at the Enlightenment level, and I was almost killed by a real Taoist master. I don't deserve to breathe the same room as a genius.

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Long Chenyu frowned more and more, and finally turned his head expressionlessly to look at the source of the noise.

"Ah, the genius actually looked back at me! I'm so flattered!" Fang Jingcheng made an exaggerated expression of exclamation.

The injuries were almost healed, and Fang Zijin, who had begun to take care of the other wounded, couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Little brother, can you calm down a little? You've hit me so hard that my hands are itching."

As he spoke, he muttered in a low voice: "It's a shame that Yan Suiyue was so good that she left as soon as possible. Otherwise, if you two get together and say something to me, who can withstand this?"

"So who left us in the same room?" Fang Jingcheng finally stopped being weird and said with great displeasure.

He looked around angrily and glanced at Zhuang Ruolang, Fang Qingqiu, Hu Qingliao, Shen Ninghai who were not far away...

Good guy, if this could be a coincidence, Fang Jingcheng would have jumped directly into the lake outside!

As for the others, Zhuang Ruolang, the former young master of the Hidden Sword Tower, and Fang Qingqiu, his mortal enemy who still dislikes him, are placed in the same room with him. Isn't this disgusting? What else can he do?!

Is this co-authoring to recuperate the wound or to recuperate the poison? Are you really not afraid of them fighting?

"I heard that it was An Shisheng who did it." Fang Zijin sold the person behind the scenes very honestly, and after thinking for a while, he added, "He said that we are all acquaintances, so we can reminisce about old times."

"I'm telling you about your horse's past..." Fang Jingcheng blurted out, then seemed to realize that he was not very polite, and coughed twice again: "He's crazy, right? Let him wait for me. I will be the first one after I recover." He is the one who takes care of it!"

"What a sin." Shen Ninghai was also sitting by the window. His injuries were relatively minor. He couldn't help shaking his head at this moment, feeling a little confused about whether to laugh or cry.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened, and then a swaggering figure came in.

"Hey, they are all here. Who arranged for you to get together?" Xiang Yifei was stunned after seeing the scene in the room clearly, and then handed the ointment and white cloth to Fang Zijin.

"You are such a big labor force, but instead of going to the front line, you are here running errands to deliver things?" Fang Jingcheng asked in surprise.

"Of course I'm back for a meeting, and I'm visiting friends by the way." Xiang Yifei spread his hands, "Well... the atmosphere between you guys is a bit subtle, so I'd better leave first."

"Hey wait, why are we having another meeting? Didn't it just happen some time ago?" Fang Zijin grabbed him.

"Who knows, I seriously suspect that our leader's biggest hobby is meetings... Well, I won't say it anymore, I'm afraid it will be too late if I don't go." Xiang Yifei was about to leave in a hurry.

As a result, he had just half stepped out of the door when he heard a sound spreading from a distance.

"Since this meeting involves the vital interests of everyone, I hope that everyone who is not in the venue will temporarily stop everything at hand and listen attentively."

Xiang Yifei was stunned for a moment: "No, this...is this going to start?"

"Hey, since you're already late, why not just listen here with us." Fang Jingcheng gloated.

"Because time is tight, I will first summarize the recent battle situation in the Great Desolate Star, and then let the alliance leader speak and make subsequent arrangements." Nilabe's voice continued to spread, and could be heard in all the peaks of Jiuchen Gate. Clearly.

The room suddenly became quiet. Even Fang Jingcheng pricked up his ears and was very interested in what was coming next.

"We conducted a total of five large-scale attacks on the Great Desolate Star, but all ended in failure. The total battle losses are as follows..."

Nilabei had no unnecessary nonsense, no beautification or concealment, and simply listed the losses in the recent attack on the Great Desolate Star. Fang Zijin was frightened when he heard it. He felt that the front line had completely turned into a flesh and blood mill, and the people who invested in it were minute by minute. It will turn into ashes.

People in the venue seemed to be shocked by these data. Anyway, Nilabe did not continue speaking for a long time after finishing his report.

"No wonder the Southern Realm cultivators made such a fuss before. Can the Great Desolate Star be captured..." Fang Jingcheng murmured somewhat dullly.

Long Chenyu said coldly: "It must be taken."

"It's easy for you to say that! It's not like you've never been to the front line. The Dao Ling Clan has no flaws at all. Unless everyone is filled in and killed, it's only possible!" Fang Jingcheng retorted.

Shen Ninghai said softly: "The price to pay is very high, but if the Great Desolate Star is not taken back, we will never be able to turn passivity into initiative, and the war can only continue in a stalemate forever..."

Zhuang Ruolang and Fang Qingqiu were silent in thought and had no intention of paying any attention to Fang Jingcheng.

"Oh, I think so..."

Fang Zijin scratched his head and hesitated to speak, but Nilabei's voice sounded again: "I know that such a loss is unreasonable and unacceptable to everyone. In fact, it has only been less than a year since the war started. In a short period of time, we have lost nearly one-eighth of our cultivators, which is tens of billions of people, while the two Daoling clans may have only killed tens of millions of people. This is indeed a very huge gap..."

"However, their sacrifice is not meaningless. At least it bought us enough time and at least allowed the war to enter a stalemate stage."

"I know some people are questioning why we didn't release the chaotic creatures from the beginning, so that so many people wouldn't have to sacrifice in vain."

"But you have also seen that the Daoling tribe has rich experience in dealing with chaotic creatures, so this move can only be a surprise, but it cannot last long. The emergence of chaotic creatures is not to save the defeat, but to serve as a springboard for a strategic counterattack!"

"Now, the alliance leader will announce to everyone the next counterattack plan!"

Nilabe's voice was sonorous and powerful, like the sound of thunder, cheering up the depressed atmosphere.

Fang Jingcheng and others couldn't help but look at each other, and they all had a premonition.
Chapter completed!