Mu Wushuang nodded and rode a fast horse toward the camp in the back mountain. After seeing Bei Molian, Mu Wushuang asked directly: "Sir, my uncle has always been a Xiaoyu to serve her daily life. I don't know where she is now?" Bei Molian was stunned for a moment, and then said kindly: "Mr. Long went to the front line to inspect the military situation. I was afraid that Miss Su would be so bored. Just as Zhujing was coming, I asked Zhujing to take her to the mansion. Young Master Mu didn't have to worry."

Mu Wushuang bowed and bowed: "General Beimo, my uncle has something on Xiaoyu. I must get it back immediately. I hope the prefect of Beimo is forgiven." Beimolian hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly and said, "Okay, military information is the most important, I will send someone to bring Miss Su back." Mu Wushuang lowered his head and pressed Ju Luojian: "It's urgent, I must go in person." When Mu Wushuang brought Su Xiaoyu back to Long Yubing from Beimo's mansion, Long Yubing breathed a long sigh, grabbed Su Xiaoyu's hand and asked, "Xiaoyu, they didn't make things difficult for you, right?"

Su Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "No, Mrs. Beimo just asked some things about Sister Long." Long Yubing's face turned red in an instant and hesitated, "Ask me something... Xiaoyu, what did you say?" Su Xiaoyu smiled, tiptoed to close to Long Yubing's face: "Sister Long, don't worry, just ask casually, and then the lady told me about her son Beimo Shi..." Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao looked at each other silently. Long Yubing said oh, then bypassed Su Xiaoyu, and whispered to Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao, "The Beimo family is not thinking about Xiaoyu, right?!"

Lin Miao nodded with a wicked smile: "I think it looks like." Mu Wushuang frowned and said, "This... take advantage of the situation to rob?" Long Yubing sighed slightly and said, "Don't pretend to be dead hooligan. I know you two can't bear to leave... Forget it, look at their fate." At this time, Su Xiaoyu asked strangely: "Sister Long, what are you three muttering?" Long Yubing turned around and smiled and said, "It's nothing. By the way, Xiaoyu, Master Beimo will come later. Do you think he is the same as his wife?"

Su Xiaoyu looked outside the camp in confusion, thought for a while and replied, "Although the mother always looks at her son... maybe, it seems to be the same." Long Yubing smiled and was about to speak when he suddenly heard Tu Zehuang shouting outside the camp: "If you have the surname Lin! If you have the guts, get out! I will fight you for dozens of rounds!" Lin Miao frowned and curled his lips: "Okay, don't stop until one day!"

At this time, the Beimo Master hurried into the military tent and bowed and said, "Mr. Long, General Lin, Tu Zehuang is cursing again, look..." Long Yubing waved his hand indifferently: "Let him curse, it's okay." Beimo Master unconsciously looked at Su Xiaoyu, and then bowed and said, "But now General Lin has repeatedly slapped Tu Zehuang's aura, and the soldiers are watching! Now our army is rarely full of morale. If we avoid it, it will make the soldiers feel heartbroken!" Long Yubing paused and slowly looked at Lin Miao.

Lin Miao raised his eyebrows and hugged his head with both hands and said, "How to fight this battle? Uncle Jung, please tell everyone." Long Yubing thought about it and said, "So, Lin Miao shouldn't go, Mr. Beimo..." Beimo asked excitedly, "Does Mr. Long want me to fight? That's great!" Long Yubing said hurriedly, "It's not that you want you to fight, you just need to go out and tell Tu Zehuang that Lin Miao was slightly injured and asked him to come again tomorrow."

Bei Molian was silent for a while before sighing in depression: "But this hurts morale..." Mu Wushuang pressed Ju Luojian on his waist again and said, "Uncle Master, why don't I go?" Long Yubing shook his head and denied him and said, "You can't do it, it's not the time yet." A hint of anxiety flowed out of Master Bei Mo's eyes, and the breathing became a little heavy.

Lin Miao glanced at the sulking Master Beimo who could only bite the bullet and reminded him: "General Beimo, if you want to fight Tu Zehuang, you must remember two points: First, his sword is not fast, but his power is very strong, and you don't have enough confidence to take it. Second, although his black iron halberd is sharp, he must hold the tail of the gun in advance before making moves, otherwise he will lose his head." Beimo nodded and said, "Thank you for General Lin's guidance", then took out the weapon mount and went out to fight Tu Zehuang.

Mu Wushuang and Lin Miao, Long Yubing stood in the vanguard camp, watching Beimo and Tu Zehuang pass more than ten moves. Mu Wushuang frowned and muttered to Lin Miao: "Mouse, you have caused a big disaster!" Lin Miao grinned and held his chin: "Yes, I overestimate this Beimo master!" Long Yubing took a deep breath and shook his head and said: "Die hooligan, not everyone has your martial arts talent. You really killed him this time - you two quickly think of a way to save him!"

Lin Miao turned around and took out the thousand-jin bow and put the flying feather sword on the bowstring. Seeing that Master Bei Mo was already struggling and would be knocked down by Tu Zehuang at any time, Lin Miao raised the thousand-jin bow and shot an arrow at Tu Zehuang. Tu Zehuang waved the black iron halberd to block Lin Miao's cold arrow, while Master Bei Mo took the opportunity to cover up a shot and rode back to the forward camp. Tu Zehuang stared at Lin Miao with anger, and Lin Miao also looked at Tu Zehuang coldly.

Master Beimo jumped off his horse with a look of fear, and immediately knelt on one knee to Lin Miao and said, "Thank you, General Lin! The last general will never dare to fight with me again!" Su Xiaoyu asked with concern: "Young Master Beimo, you are not hurt, right?" Master Beimo stood up with shame: "Thank you Miss Su for your concern, I am very lucky, fortunate..."

Mu Wushuang looked at Tu Zehuang's camp and suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Lin Miao and Long Yubing asked at the same time: "What's wrong?" Mu Wushuang stared at Khwarezm's camp and said: "There is such a heavy evil spirit there! Uncle Master, let's both open the eyes of heaven to see." Long Yubing nodded, took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes. After coming over for a while, Long Yubing suddenly shook his body, trembling lips and took two steps back.

Lin Miao and Su Xiaoyu hurriedly supported her. Lin Miao looked at Long Yubing with a pale face and asked her in a low voice, "Uncle Master, what's wrong?!" Long Yubing said with horror, "The big thing is not good..." Mu Wushuang stood in front of Long Yubing and said anxiously, "Uncle Master, what should we do?" Lin Miao and Su Xiaoyu looked at Mu Wushuang with a nervous look on their faces. Lin Miao swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked carefully, "Mu Tou, what's wrong with the opposite side? You two say something!"

Mu Wushuang pursed her lips and whispered: "It's the blood zombie corpse technique! The Tartars are going to send a zombie corpse!" Bei Mo Shi looked at Mu Wushuang in shock and fear and asked: "General Mu, what do you mean by the zombie corps?" Long Yubing explained with a pale face: "That is to say... the Turks want to refine all the ten thousand iron armored soldiers into zombies! In this way, no army can stop them..."

Lin Miao took a breath when he heard this, his eyes were dull and murmured: "What?! What should I do? Ten thousand zombies...! What a joke, even if the Taoist priests in Dongyuan are brought together, they can't deal with it!!" Mu Wushuang looked at Long Yubing with a panicked expression, and took the lead in calming down and whispered: "Uncle Master, look at how far their corpse formation has reached?"
Chapter completed!