On this kind of battlefield, there is not much time to sigh at life and think about the stories in each other.

What's more, in the battle just now, Lin Yi knew that he still had many things to learn, such as some secret codes of the Tie Ce Army, such as being familiar with the fighting methods of the Tie Ce Army, and being familiar with the fighting skills that the iron-blooded Tie Ce Army soldiers around him were good at.

Cultivators have countless ways to commit suicide easily. Compared with this young Northern Wei practitioner, these ordinary soldiers who cannot possess the talent of cultivators and will never be able to feel the existence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the courage and military discipline they show in battle are more worthy of respect.

He was sure that even without his existence, even if this Northern Wei practitioner could kill these Tie Ce troops, he would probably have paid a considerable price.

He followed Xue Jiu and began to inquire in detail what he needed to know as a general and a sergeant.

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The sunlight gradually shines brightly, dispelling some mist in the forest, and some gloomy and obscure smells have also been dispelled a lot.

There must be beautiful places in the mountains and forests.

There are still flowers that are perfect as if they are paintings in the valleys covered with poisonous miasma and insects, and naturally there are other scenery shows.

A silver chain-like mountain waterfall poured out without warning from the gap between the cliffs, scattering into countless jade bead-like droplets in the air, refracting the sunlight into colorful colors, forming a rainbow, spanning the forest below.

This woodland turned out to be purple.

All the purple bamboos are hard to find in Jiankang. These purple bamboos are rooted in the cracks of rocks, and they are of the ultimate quality in the eyes of Jiankang horticulturists.

However, the people in this bamboo forest were now lingering in a panic aura.

The natural elegance and grand taste of this purple bamboo forest have long disappeared.

More than a dozen practitioners either closed their eyes and regulated their breathing, or used medicine to heal their injuries, and their expressions were extremely exhausted.

At least three practitioners looked extremely injured and sat upright.

A practitioner's arm was broken with his elbow and there was a sword wound on his abdomen. Even if he used the wound medicine, blood still oozed out of the wound.

The other two practitioners did not see any external injuries, but their faces were extremely pale and their breathing was extremely difficult.

The clothes on these practitioners are obviously from well-known workshops in Jiankang, and many of them have the marks on the collars and cuffs.

This mark contains two meanings: one is that the clothes are expensive and can be worn either rich or noble, and the other is that this clothes must be comparable to ordinary armor.

In addition to clothes, the weapons placed around these practitioners are also extremely exquisite. Many people's hilts and scabbards are inlaid with exquisite gold and jade, which is beautiful.

There was a woman less than twenty steps away from these practitioners.

She stood under the rainbow and looked silently at the blue pool in front of her.

She is Chen Baowan.

These people and practitioners naturally belong to the Chen family.

The Chen family was one of the most prominent powerful people of the dynasty. The strength of the practitioners who followed her to Meishan can be described as shocking.

However, what happened after entering Meishan is simply unimaginable.

It should be that the Northern Wei Dynasty had done some careful investigation into the military situation, so after she entered Meishan, she encountered three fierce ambushes.

Just looking at the water light in front of her, she still couldn't understand why after the first ambush, they had already sneaked all the way, hiding extremely hidden, and even stopped walking in more areas of spiritual medicine. However, the practitioners of the Northern Wei Dynasty were still able to catch up with them.

Not just catching up.

She shook her head, and the next two ambush and the first ambush were exactly the same.

Those Northern Wei practitioners attacked from all sides, and they had long known where they were moving in the dense forest.

If we talk about the level of the practitioners, the two practitioners who died in the second and third ambush, and they are even practitioners in the realm of divine thoughts.

Two of the Chen family came to the semi-saints who feared the world.

However, even if there were semi-saints, they did not sense the existence of the enemy earlier.

She was sure that there would be no traitor among the people who followed her now.

Because in the previous battles, if some of these practitioners were from the Northern Wei Dynasty, they would not have been able to wait for the present and they would not have been able to escape here at all.

Then why is this?

This is what she really can't understand.

"I don't understand the reason, and you don't understand the reason, but I'm sure these northern barbarians are still chasing us. If nothing unexpected happens, they should be able to catch up with us."

She turned around and walked slowly back to these practitioners, saying calmly and firmly: "And their goal should be on me, so we will disperse next."

"Miss, this must not be done."

All these practitioners changed their color, and even the three seriously injured practitioners opened their eyes and forced themselves to sit up.

"I'm not worried that there are people from the Northern Wei Dynasty among you. If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago." Chen Baowan bowed to these practitioners, "Because of this, I don't want you to die meaninglessly. I need you to live."

"The fewer people travel, the more difficult it is to track it. If you disperse it, you will have a greater chance of survival."

Chen Baowan smiled calmly. There were many excellent women from powerful families in Qitian Academy back then. However, like Xiao Shufei, she was the one who attracted Lin Yi the most. At this time, she easily showed a difference. "Don't worry about me being captured. If that time comes, I have many ways to commit suicide."

"Miss, in your opinion, a practitioner in the realm of divine thought may be more important than you, but in our opinion, even if all of us are not as important as you." A practitioner said in a deep trembling voice, "Your identity and status are not just like some famous generals, for both dynasties, which is not only a symbol of some famous generals. It is also our mission and honor. If you die, we cannot survive."

"If I really die, if you can go out alive, then you will use the rest of your life to avenge me."

Chen Baowan smiled faintly, "I am not afraid of death, I am just afraid of dying in a daze. You are all my teachers. You should understand that what I am talking about now is the best way, the greatest possibility for us to live."

After saying this, she did not stop and turned around and walked out of the purple forest.

All these practitioners knew her temperament, and no one could stop her until her back disappeared from their sight, and a practitioner exclaimed in surprise.

He found that Chen Baowan had quietly left a bottle of elixir not far from him.

These practitioners have experienced countless storms, but when they see this bottle of elixir, many people's bodies still cannot control themselves and tremble slightly.

They all knew the losses of the previous wars.

This bottle of pill should also be the only healing medicine on Chen Baowan.

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(1. Today is my birthday, so I woke up early and rushed to a chapter. Many good friends came from other places to get together, so today is just another update. I am just taking a lazy look. As I get older, I start to find that what I lack is time. I often read messages. Some book friends leave messages saying that now my writing style is becoming more and more mature, and the story is becoming more and more exquisite, but there is no youth and passion of a gangster master. In fact, this is how it is. When I was writing a gangster master, I just left campus, but it has been sixteen years since I left university. The youth and passion of that year have been gone, and the youth and passion of that year have been gone.
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