Chapter Ninety-Nine: Broken Trust, Binding and Prison Transport

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The empty camp is deserted, and the campfire is gradually extinguished.

Qin Qing had a full meal, stood up, stretched, and said with a smile: "This porridge is really good. It is much better than the craftsmanship of the Huotou Army in my city. If one day you stop practicing Taoism, come and cook in our army." Bar!"

Ye Ling smiled, put on a blue and white Taoist robe left by Zhuge Ce, and said: "I have a foster brother who is the best at cooking. When I was young, my brother was drunk, so he relied on his third brother to cook for me. If If he doesn't leave Yunlan Town, he will probably go to Dongshun Building to pick up the master's class."

Ye Ling's eyes flickered. Wu Qing was behind bars, but there was nothing he could do. As long as Xu Zheng is here, Wu Qing won't be in any danger for her life for the time being.

Seeing that he was deep in thought, Qin Qing said: "Don't think too much. I have been in the army for ten years and have fought hundreds of times. All the people I know well have been buried in the battlefield. I have suffered from the heartache for a long time. Now I treat all the soldiers under my command. I don’t dare to have a close friendship, for I am afraid that we will be separated by life and death in the future, and I will be heartbroken. If your brother is still alive, we will see each other sooner or later, so why be sad?"

Hearing this, Ye Ling felt a little relieved, turned to look at Qin Qing, whose face was still covered by gold, and suddenly asked: "Since you are a girl, why did you join the army?"

Qin Qing remained silent for a long time and then said: "My father is old and my brothers are young. I am the only one who can wait for my father to join the army. I have only been here for ten years. I don't know what my family is like."

Join the army on behalf of my father!

Ye Ling's mind suddenly moved, and he pointed it as a sword, and suddenly drew a burst of power, lifting the mask on Qin Qing's face, and was surprised for a moment.

It's exactly this: "Once the hibiscus embroidered face is opened, the fragrant cheeks are lined with the beautiful nose under the moon. The waves in the eyes turn into a deep feeling. The martial arts has a unique charm, and it is not difficult to guess the tenderness that is half hidden. It is a pity that the marriage has never come."

Their eyes faced each other, inseparable for a long time. It wasn't until the cold wind stirred up the atmosphere and the yellow sand stirred up that the two of them closed their eyes and turned their heads, each with his or her own thoughts in mind.

Qin Qing was about to speak, but Ye Ling pulled out the wooden sword with his backhand, and a force was injected into the sword body. The wooden sword hung in the air, rising in the wind until it was one foot in size.

"Follow me and go back to Dagan!"

Ye Ling stepped onto the sword and made a move back, pulling Qin Qing behind him with a force of Taoism.

Qin Qing was unsteady on his feet and staggered. He leaned on Ye Ling's back and wrapped his arms around his waist. The female general's cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

Ye Ling didn't care, and urged the wooden sword to rise into the air. With a wave of his sleeve, a sword energy turned into a barrier to isolate the inside and outside from the strong wind.

Between the sea of ​​clouds, it is like a dream; the landscapes left and right, fleeting.

Time seemed to stand still. Qin Qing slowly held onto Ye Ling, but there was a bit of bleakness in his eyes.

A mountain range stretches endlessly, crossing the barren ridges and crossing the river, you can see thousands of miles of continuous camps, with flags flying like clouds.

An army general had already shouted with Taoist power: "We are in the military formation, Taoist friends, please make a detour!"

Ye Ling looked through the clouds and saw that there was a large formation guarding outside the military camp. A tyrannical momentum continued to spread out, which was daunting.

Ye Ling urged the wooden sword to press the cloud head and land outside the military camp.

A group of soldiers and horses had already come out of the stronghold, each armed with swords and guns, and they were menacing. The leading general sat on horseback and said to the two of them: "Where is the Taoist priest? How dare you trespass without seeing an important military area?"

Ye Ling bowed his hands and said, "I'm here to pay homage to Xu Dazhuguo. Please do me a favor."

"Xu Dazhuguo?" The general sneered: "What kind of person is Xu Dazhuguo? How can you just meet him? What's more, if your origin is unknown, if you don't leave, you will be arrested!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Qing, wearing golden armor and golden tools on his face, stepped forward and shouted: "I am a general of the Great Qian Dynasty, how dare you wait so arrogantly!"

As he spoke, Qin Qing reached out and took out the token from his waist. It had the word "Da Qian" on it, followed by the inscription "Da Qian".

The general saw that the token was indeed real, but he did not dare to believe it easily and said: "Dead objects alone are not enough to prove it. You two follow me into the camp and we will discuss it in detail!"

The two of them readily agreed and allowed the soldiers to escort them into the camp. It can be seen that the rooms and tents in the camp are in order, and the roads are circuitous and connected layer by layer, which is comparable to that of the Han army.

Ye Ling said: "My eldest brother manages the army very well, no wonder he can stop Prime Minister Zhuge."

Qin Qing said from the side: "This is natural. I heard that Dazhu Kingdom has been on the battlefield for hundreds of years. When the late emperor passed away, the soldiers and horses of the six dynasties joined forces to attack, but they were all defeated by Dazhu Kingdom. So far, the nine dynasties were frightened, and the five dynasties were frightened. The domain becomes famous.”

The two were brought to a camp, and the general reported to the door. After a while, he came out and said: "Bring them in!"

After entering the tent, he saw a young man in iron armor sitting behind him. He looked no older than a young man, with a face as if carved and lips as if painted with grease. His hair was tied with a hairpin, his brows were heroic, and his voice was as leisurely and pleasant as the evening bell in the forest. It doesn't look like someone on the march: "Are you two going to see Dazhu Kingdom?"

Qin Qing raised his head and said: "Qin Qing, the guard of Izumo Pass, don't you know me?"

The young general raised his head to watch, and immediately stood up and said: "General Qin with a golden face and a cold spear, who in the army doesn't know me? Please sit down quickly!"

With that said, the young general ordered people to prepare seats. He looked at Ye Ling again, and saw that he was wearing a Taoist robe, carrying a wooden sword on his back, and had an aura that was pure and noble. Knowing that he was from outside the country, he raised his hands and saluted: "May I ask, what is the honor of being in the army?"

"I don't dare to take it seriously," Ye Ling returned the courtesy, "My Lord, Ye Ling, is here with General Qin and has military information to share with you."

"In that case, please take a seat."

The three of them sat down, and the young general said: "I heard that Izumo Pass has been lost. Dozens of soldiers in the pass were defeated and said they were separated from General Qin. I wonder where General Qin has been these days?"

"They are all still alive as expected!" Qin Qing was overjoyed when he heard that his soldiers and horses had escaped death, and said: "To be honest, Daochang Ye and I went to the Han army camp these days and met Zhuge Ce, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty. He asked us to deliver a message to Dazhu Kingdom. In addition, the Han army has withdrawn."

"Oh?" The young general raised his eyebrows when he heard this, his expression moved slightly, and he smiled and said: "This is great news. After the Han army retreats, we can return to the court with our troops."

Even for a moment, Ye Ling's consciousness caught the young general's strange behavior and sent a message to Qin Qing: "Be careful!"

When Qin Qing heard this, he kept his expression and said to the young general: "Please take us to see Dazhu Kingdom and report the previous situation."

"There's no rush," the young general waved his hand and ordered: "You two have been tired from the journey and have a rest for one night. I will personally send you there tomorrow morning. Come, bring the two of you to a side tent to serve tea!"

After saying this, soldiers came in to lead the way and took Ye Ling and Qin Qing to another empty tent. But there was nothing in the tent, which was very strange.

Qin Qing's expression changed and she said, "Not good!" She was about to run away, but Ye Ling held her down and signaled her to be calm.

Not long after, the big tent glowed with green light, and the formation patterns under the two men's feet were revealed, and a formation surged up, locking them in all directions.

The tent dissipated, and a blue light barrier visible to the naked eye covered the two of them. The young general stood in front, surrounded by soldiers.

The young general said: "The Han army has gone back and is still arranging troops in Qishan. Why did you two come to deceive me?" When he heard that the two men said that the Han army had retreated, he felt that they were fake spies, so he First, stabilize the two people and make them fall into the net.

"How is that possible?" Qin Qing said bitterly, "Zhuge Ce has no faith!"

Ye Ling frowned slightly, maybe there was a reason for it, after all, there was no need for Zhuge Ce to deceive the two of them.

As soon as the big seal in the young general's hand moved, the formation continued to shrink, and two green light chains appeared inside, binding the two of them, unable to break free. The young general put away the formation and ordered: "Take these two away and wait for the fall of Dazhu Kingdom!"

"promise!"

The soldiers stepped forward and pushed the two people into the prison car, leaving the camp and heading west.

Sitting in the car, Qin Qing asked: "I just had a chance to escape, why did you stop me?"

Ye Ling said: "We want to see Dazhu Kingdom. Wouldn't this be faster?"

"Being a prisoner, who knows whether he is about to die or is about to die?"

Ye Ling smiled and said, "General Qin is also afraid of death?"

Qin Qing said solemnly: "If you die on the battlefield, you will die well; if you die with injustice, you will still regret it even though you die."

"Since we don't want to die, then we shouldn't die."

Seeing the young general riding on horseback in front of the car, Ye Ling had a thought in his mind and asked curiously: "We have met each other, but I don't know the name of the general. Can you tell me?"

The young general didn't look back and said: "I, Han Shi, will serve as the general of Zuowei Yamen. It turns out that you don't know my general's name, so you dare to come and die!"

"Han Shi!" Ye Ling suddenly remembered his original promise and blurted out, "Do you still remember Xie Lian'er in Taiyue City?"

"Lian'er!"

In just a moment, the tip of a long sword was pressed against Ye Ling's throat. Han Shi stood beside the carriage, his eyebrows furrowed, and his tone was urgent and heavy: "How do you know her?"

Ye Ling's expression remained unchanged as he said: "I have seen her several times in Taiyue City. She asked me to find a man named Han Shi if I had the opportunity to come to this army. She wrote a letter to him. .”

"Where is the letter?"

"It's not with me," Ye Ling sighed and said, "I have had many experiences along the way. The letter is not with me now. If you want to read the letter, you need to go to Nanyuan."

During the battle in the Holy Spirit Cult, Ye Ling handed the jade finger to Tian Xia Shi, and Tian Xia Shi told Ye Ling that if he could survive, he could go to Nanyuan to find him and get the treasure back.

Inside the Biyu ring was almost all of Ye Ling's net worth, and the letter that Xie Lian'er had asked him to deliver was also inside.

"South Park?"

Han Shi was not a Taoist outside the world and had no idea where Nanyuan was. But seeing that Ye Ling could not provide any evidence, he said coldly: "Do you think you can make me believe you with just a few words? You still have some strength left. , save it for shouting before you die!"

Han Shi took back his sword, got back on his horse, and continued to greet the soldiers to move forward.

Qin Qing asked Ye Ling from the side: "Who did you just talk about, why is Han Shi so excited?"

Ye Ling smiled slightly and asked instead: "Does General Qin have a sweetheart?"

"I……"

Fortunately, the mask prevented Ye Ling from seeing the blush on Qin Qing's face.

Ye Ling smiled bitterly, and the unforgettable image seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, and murmured to himself: "The most painful thing in this world is separation in life, or farewell in death?" It seemed like he was asking, but he seemed to already have the answer. .

He looked into the distance again, and couldn't help but think of Sun Hou'er's words. There was indeed the underworld in this world, but what level of cultivation did he have to reach before he could touch that place?