Pingshui County

At this moment, the sunset gradually sets, the lake waves are rippling, and the pleasure boats, black tents, fishing boats, and cargo ships pass by, and it is very lush.

From the water surface, a clear water curtain was supported, and thousands of water droplets were endlessly pouring out from the water curtain to the water surface, forming bubbles.

Under the water curtain, there are extremely thin white sand, and there are continuous pavilions and pavilions. There is a lake in the middle, but it is exactly the same as the Pingshui Lake outside. The clear springs are surging, the snow is sprinkling beads, and the sounds are gathered together, and there are many different things.

There is a garden around it. At this time, the night is as dark as the color is dyed. Only strange flowers and plants are sparse and dense, with a kind of vine flower, with thousands of strands and drooping.

As a gust of wind passes, the waves surging and the two beautiful girls sit in the pavilion.

However, neither of the girls paid attention to the scenery. The girl in a masked shirt held the book and watched it with a literary atmosphere. A girl in a yellow dress, also had no intention of watching the beautiful scenery. She held a blue snail shell in her hand, and used a pointed snail tail to tick a miniature sand table on the table. She watched the military movements above, with a calm expression with a hint of anxiety... It has been a long time since the latest news came, and I don't know how my husband is fighting.

"Do you care about him?" Dasiming clone suddenly put down the book and asked calmly.

"No..." Hen Yun subconsciously shook his head and realized that he was useless to conceal the Earth Immortal clone, so he laughed: "So what?"

“Not what.”

Dashiming put down the book, looked at the clear blue waves outside the water mansion and thought for a while, and pointed his jade hand on the military sand table with light on the pavilion table: "Although I am not a fight, I can also analyze it."

He Yun looked at her suspiciously, and he didn't think he would be familiar with the war anyway: "Do you know the military? Let me ask you, why can the Yin soldiers only go south from the ancient road in the west of the county, but not from the ancient road in the east of Shanzhu County?"

Dasiming didn't care and said, "There is nothing I'm not familiar with when it comes to Jiuzhou terrain. In this battle, the speed limit of Yin soldiers needs to be concentrated to form the limitations of the legal territory. There is also the lifespan of Yin soldiers on the ground. Only the area of ​​the western plain of the county is suitable for large-scale army advancement, and several ancient battlefield nodes are suitable for you to use the help of the military gods to defend, but it is suitable for Yin soldiers as a springboard. When the enemy's strength exceeds 200,000 troops is enough to form the power of the true immortal. How can this be countered?"

Hen Yun thought about it and found that this is true. Wisdom and knowledge always have common meanings, not limited to military: "Let's deduce and deduce..."

Dasiming briefly deduced it, but did not find a suitable breakthrough plan. After all, the combat power that Ye Qing held was limited to mortals, which was too limited for the battle situation. At this time, the deduction could not help but get some interest in how Ye Qing would resist the enemy.

"Can't you really take action?" Hen Yun knew his husband's trump card, but he didn't bother with it, so he couldn't help but feel a little unwilling to give up.

"Although I owe him two favors, my body is pursuing the enemy outside. Now my clone is recovering from his injuries and is unable to carry the power of the body. This is all the truth." Dashiming's fingers slid on the sand table and said thinking: "You can withdraw for a section. This is a better choice for the mortal army."

Hen Yun curled his lips: "My husband will not withdraw."

"Everyone must be responsible for their choices." Dashiming said calmly, picking up the book again, without any slight turmoil in his heart.

After three thousand years, the heroes in the world have risen and fallen, and they are even better than this one, and they also fall early. The vast and surging world is nothing smooth for anyone, and nothing is essential. The more you go up, the deeper you experience it - absorbing the nourishment of growth from setbacks and death is a compulsory course for every monk.

The atmosphere was silent, and He Yun blinked and moved away from the topic: "Uh... I actually always wanted to ask, did you offend you, did you ever offend me?"

"Nothing, two trivial matters."

"Oh small matter." Hen Yun stuck out his tongue playfully, remembering so clearly, is it really a small matter?

Dashi Ming incarnated and glanced at her with his eyes: "Are you afraid that my slightest disgust will affect your husband's future? That's not necessary."

"Yeah, I know that you are the great minister who upholds the law. The king and father said that among the earth immortals, you are the most important thing." The dragon girl smiled and put a hat on her.

Dasiming shook his head, not preparing to continue talking to this dragon girl who was already fascinated, and his spirit fell into the book...

The lifespan of being a clone is only half a year left, and the affairs are basically completed. It is rare to take a break from your busy schedule. You should enjoy your favorite books to make your life worthwhile.

As a earth immortal, you don’t need to care about ordinary etiquette. Your own king and father often do this. Hei Yun has long been used to it. At this time, he just looked left and right, and played with the blue snail shell on his hand boredly. Suddenly, he felt aroused his heart and said, “My husband has also written a few books, do you want to read it…”

"Oh? If it's the masterpiece of the second-large man..."

Xiao Xiaolongnu smiled and spared no effort to move over to a bunch of idle novels, being the sister of a nerd sister, who is very good at dealing with this type of women.

Da Siming looked through with a little interest, nodded slightly when he saw the vigorous handwriting, and was a little confused - this kind of handwriting is more common in middle-aged people, why did Ye Qing have it?

Before she could read a few pages, her ears suddenly moved and turned to the northwest direction.

Boom-

The underground thunder sound rolled, and the water curtain was filled with turbulence and slight ripples. Hen Yun's face changed slightly, and he guessed: "Is it another ground fairy war?"

The Dasi Ming pointed his head and frowned: "There is a breath that makes my heart feel cold, not like the yin energy..."

"In the Immortal War, is it time for my husband?" Hen Yun only cared about this and frowned and said, "He must have used that trump card and would never withdraw."

"It's his own business to not withdraw."

Dashiming felt a little impatient, held his beloved book, his eyes flashed, and finally sighed slightly, stood up and said, "Forget it, I'll go over and take a look."

I instantly understood a lot. Even though I had already felt the abrupt anger by this son twice after the last time, when this son chose Qingmai, he finally had a relationship with him and could no longer be regarded as a passerby.

It is not easy for Qingmai to get such an immortal king seed, especially when he started so early, has great potential, is young, has a strong temperament, and is acted on his own... Things in the world are not satisfactory.

At the critical moment, I am afraid... I am afraid... I have to save his life by fighting for his own body, keeping the green mountains there, not afraid of burning firewood. Such a boy, no matter how wise he is, always ignorant, and he cannot let this precious seed go to a dead end.

"Hope is still too late." She said, and was about to fly out. The bright light of the blue snail shell reflected the pavilion, causing her to stop.

Hen Yun hurriedly felt the message and suddenly became happy: "My husband designed to kill hundreds of Taoists from other countries and grasp the situation of the battle."

So fast... Dasiming blinked his eyes, concentrated his senses, and nodded for a moment: "My sympathy for the sacrificial dial of heaven is full of great rewards."

Hen Yun couldn't help asking: "How much is the Heavenly Master?"

"It's 40,000. It's strange that this level of merit reward must be made. It seems that your husband has passed the most dangerous stage." Dasiming concentrated his mind and sensed it for a long time before he came back to his senses: "Although these hundreds of Taoists from the outside world are suppressed by our world, they are just Yin Shen Zhenren, but their essence is still an immortal. This can be said to have killed hundreds of immortals in one fell swoop - I really underestimated this son."

Hen Yun Xiaoying asked: "I just said no, you are really biased."

Dasiming sat down again, looked through Ye Qing's handwriting, and said calmly: "It's not prejudice. To be precise, I have no injustice about Ye Qing, but I can't say that there is any selflessness. The monks of any vein have their own vein to protect them. Your husband was hesitant before, so no one could protect them. This is his own choice..."

Speaking of this, he paused and said, "I ask you, you must have been confused when Ye Qing got out of the water vein, but you still convinced your king and father to continue to support him. I guess right?"

"I have the best eyesight. Even my sisters and mothers are not as good as me." Longnu said with a smile, very proud. Even the king and father praised him for his eyesight as much as his youngest daughter.

Da Siming was a little laughed when he heard this, and he didn't want to talk more about this topic with the little girl in love.

"Now Ye Qing has been circulating the five veins, and he has basically confirmed that... He didn't expect that he chose the Qing vein in the end, and not many heroes have this vision."

Dasiming stroked his chin and showed a rare look of appreciation.

"I'm really narcissistic..." Seeing her expression, Xiao Xiaolongnu curled her lips secretly. At that time, the king and father said - This son likes black veins? Not many heroes have this vision...

It can be seen that everyone thinks that their lineage is the best. Of course, if you don’t stick to the path you choose, you will not be able to cultivate the immortals.

Even though he thought about this, He Yun was still a little sad and melancholy.

When my husband chose to practice the water vein, he just got close to her. The feeling that made her heart beat and lingering and harmonious was really good. Unfortunately, she was gone forever.

While reading the novel, Dasiming sensed some more and took out his head: "The Heavenly Power is consumed...it is basically used up, but he still won't withdraw? If he has already killed hundreds of immortals in one fell swoop, even if he is withdrawn to the east of the county to recuperate, no one can blame him, and he will also reduce the Heavenly Power and rewards."

Hen Yun shook his head again: "My husband will not withdraw, his personality... is slap."

Dasiming didn't argue with her, but just asked: "However, with the strength he has mastered, I deduced that it is difficult for me to protect myself. Now that I have such merits, how can I do it?"

"When you wait for him to come back, you can ask him directly, and you will know." Hen Yun's eyes rolled around, and he said heartlessly, but he did not reveal any secrets.

"...This is not my job." Dashiming glanced at her, shook his head, held the pile of books, turned to the rest room, and went back to recuperate.

It seems that I really offended such a stingy earth immortal...

Hen Yun sighed and wondered: "Husband, I can only help you get here... I'll wait for you to come back by doing this kind of friendship."
Chapter completed!