In the polar night world, after two days of wind and snow, the sky still has not cleared up and is covered with clouds.
It is already summer in the Central Plains, but the northern part of Mobei is still as cold as winter.
The season that should have been rich in water and grass is now desolate everywhere, and the horror of the extreme night and cold winter is beginning to take shape.
The most troublesome thing is that the polar night world is still spreading southward, and the speed is getting faster and faster.
It was a continuous cloudy day, and the tent was very dull. Li Ziye couldn't lie down anymore, so he came out in a wheelchair to get some air, wrapped from head to toe like a rice dumpling.
Many Confucian disciples were patrolling around, very alert.
These days, the guards at the Confucian camp have been very tight.
The main reason is that Li Moumou is now the target that the demon clan is deliberately trying to get rid of. If you are not careful, you may give it away.
In a word, burdensome.
However, Li Ziye didn't have the self-awareness and consciousness to be a procrastinator. He just yelled and drank like an uncle every day.
If it weren't for the relatively simple minds of Confucian disciples, Li Moumou would have been beaten.
"Brother Li has such a good attitude."
In the rear tent, Wen Xiuru said while tidying up the bed, "It seems like nothing in the world can bother him for more than two days."
"It's just joy in suffering."
Bai Wangyu said calmly, "He doesn't want to affect others because of his negative emotions."
"Elder brother, what do you think Miss Zhu Zhu is doing now?"
Wen Xiuru asked.
"I am not sure as well."
Bai Wangyu shook his head and said, "According to Chen Jiaoxi's inference, it should be that Miss Zhu Zhu's physique or cultivation method is special. Brother Li's accident happened before, and Miss Zhu Zhu's mood fluctuated violently. It is possible that some changes were caused at that time. "
"I'm very worried about what Professor Chen said. Miss Zhu Zhu will become another person when she wakes up."
A hint of worry flashed in Wen Xiuru's eyes, and he said, "I don't want the tragedy of Princess Qingqing and Buddha Tripitaka to happen to Brother Li."
"No, Brother Li is not Sanzang."
Bai Wangyu said calmly, "No secular rules and etiquette can restrain him. This is the biggest difference between Brother Li and us."
"Chang Yu!"
While the two were talking, Li Ziye's voice sounded outside the tent.
"Give me some of the dried fruit you brought!"
"..."
Inside the tent, the two heard the shouts outside, looked at each other, and smiled helplessly.
Maybe they worry too much.
"By the way, where is His Highness the Fourth? I didn't see him today."
Suddenly, Wen Xiuru seemed to remember something and asked.
"Went to visit Tripitaka in the Buddhist camp."
Bai Wangyu replied, "Brother Li captured the young man and forced him to take turns today. He said that his status as the Fourth Highness is more suitable to put more pressure on the Buddhist monks."
Hearing this, Wen Xiuru smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Li really dares to instigate anyone."
"Your Highness admires this guy very much."
Bai Wangyu smiled and said, "Otherwise, with the indifferent temperament of the Fourth Highness, how can he care about these things."
"I really didn't realize that Brother Li is quite popular."
Wen Xiuru looked strange and said, "Our junior brothers are bullied by him every day, but they still come up to this guy without any problem."
At this time, outside the account.
Li Ziye asked curiously while eating the dried fruit handed over by Chang Yu. "Chang Yu, these dried fruits you found are quite delicious."
"hey-hey."
Chang Yu smiled sheepishly.
Seeing this, Li Ziye had a look of suspicion on his face. He took a closer look at the dried fruits in his hand and said, "No, these dried fruits are not available in Mobei, right?"
Thinking of this, Li Ziye's expression changed, as if he had guessed something. He became angry and immediately reached out to touch the sword under the wheelchair.
Damn it, he's going to kill this thief!
Chang Yu was well prepared and immediately ran away with the fruit plate, laughing arrogantly and saying, "Teacher Li guessed it right. This is what was in the big medicine sent by the Li family yesterday. My junior brothers and I have already divided it." !”
"Holy shit."
Li Ziye was furious and said, "I asked you why there is only big medicine this time and nothing else. It turns out you guys gave it to me!"
All around, the Confucian disciples who were watching the theater just now felt guilty when they heard Chang Yu's loudspeaker blowing up the matter so quickly. They quickly evacuated the scene and disappeared without a trace.
"Chang Yu, I'll chop you to death!"
Outside the tent, Li Ziye was turning his wheelchair alone, carrying a broken sword with many cracks and chasing Chang Yu through the camp.
"Your Highness, Fourth Highness, help me catch that boy Chang Yu."
After chasing for a long time, Li Ziye saw the fourth prince coming back and immediately shouted loudly.
In front of the camp, Mu Bai walked by and ignored some idiot.
Suddenly, Mu Bai stopped walking forward, looked south, and narrowed his eyes.
Is this aura?
At the same moment, in front of the Far North World, all the strong men from all sides felt the situation and walked out of their tents one after another.
But at the end of everyone's field of vision, four young figures were walking towards them. The aura on each of them was very powerful and shocking.
The four of them are not like people from the Central Plains, nor are they like people from Mobei, regardless of their clothing or temperament. Their blue-red robes are decorated with the Suzaku totem, which is lifelike and conspicuous.
"A member of the Eight Sects of Nanling, a member of the Suzaku Sect!"
When the powerful men from all sides saw the totem on the person's body, their expressions froze.
The Suzaku Sect is one of the four sects among the eight sects in Nanling. It has a transcendent status. There are many masters in the sect and it is extremely powerful.
However, people from the Eight Sects rarely leave Nanling. Why did they appear in Mobei today?
Under the solemn gazes of everyone, the four young powerful men of the Vermillion Bird Sect walked towards the Confucianism camp.
"I met the Master of Dharma and Confucianism in Xiafu Tianxi!"
The leader of the four, a young man with a handsome face, saluted respectfully.
"Sage Zhuque, Fu Tianxi?"
When Faru heard the name of the visitor, he was slightly shocked. The Holy Son of the Suzaku Sect also came in person.
"Exactly."
Fu Tianxi looked calm and said, "I am here to take the saint back home under the order of the sect leader."
"Zhu Zhu is in some physical condition and is currently recuperating."
Dharma and Confucianism are righteous.
"The sect leader already knows about this matter."
Fu Tianxi said, "It is for this reason that the sect master sent us to pick up the saint."
Hearing this, Fa Ru fell silent. After a moment, he nodded and said, "Okay, come with me."
After saying that, Faru turned around and walked towards the tent not far away.
Fu Tianxi and the four others immediately followed.
In the camp, Chen Qiaoer, who had been taking care of Zhu Zhu, frowned slightly after knowing the purpose of the visit of Zhuque Shengzi and others, and said, "Zhu Zhu's current condition is not suitable for a long journey. It is better to wait for her to wake up and then you can take her back."
"No need."
Fu Tianxi stepped forward, checked Zhu Zhu's pulse, and said calmly, "The sect leader ordered us to take the saint back as soon as possible without disturbing her further."
Fa Ru and Chen Qiao'er heard about it, looked at each other, and sighed in their hearts. After all, there was no reason to stop them.
"I'll go get the carriage ready."
Chen Qiaoer stood up and walked outside.
Fa Ru knew Chen Qiaoer's thoughts and did not stop him.
Outside the tent, Chen Qiaoer walked quickly and stopped after taking just a few steps.
Ahead, Bai Wangyu pushed the young man in the wheelchair.
"She's leaving, go see her."
Chen Qiaoer spoke seriously.
Li Ziye was silent. Behind him, Bai Wangyu pushed the former forward and continued walking forward.
The two people entered the already crowded felt tent. At this moment, when Faru saw the young man in the wheelchair, he silently moved out of the way.
On the bed, Zhu Zhu was still unconscious, her beautiful and attractive face seemed to be sleeping, peaceful and peaceful.
On the side, Fu Tianxi saw the person coming, and a flash of light flashed in his calm eyes.
Is this the disciple of the Plum Blossom Sword Immortal?
In front of the bed, Li Ziye stared at the unconscious woman in front of him, and kept looking at him, as if he wanted to imprint the woman's face firmly in his heart.
"Son."
After an unknown amount of time, Li Ziye raised his head, looked at the young man beside him, and asked softly, "Is Suzaku Zong far away?"
"far away."
Fu Tianxi nodded and said truthfully.
"Then, can I go find her?"
Li Ziye asked again with a look of anticipation on his face.
Fu Tianxi was silent. After a moment, he shook his head and replied, "No, unless you can win the battle two years later."
