Dong Chengfeng has been staying behind closed doors for the past few days, and even some astrologers in Qintian Prison cannot see the figure of the prisoner.
Although the architectural layout of the Qintian Prison of the Luo Dynasty is not as majestic and towering as that of the Tyrant Dynasty, its simple and elegant atmosphere cannot be matched by the Tyrant Dynasty.
Outside the gate of Qintian Prison, there is prosperity.
Stepping through the door, the hustle and bustle of the world suddenly disappeared without a trace...
All that remains is mystery.
Dong Chengfeng sat cross-legged on the top pavilion of Qintian Prison, looking down at a map.
This map is not an ordinary thing, because the mountains and rivers on the map are all lifelike.
Several large rivers in the territory are rushing.
The mountains and rivers slowly shifted over time.
And on this map, there is a line of purple energy that almost spans the territory of Luo Dynasty!
It may seem strange at first glance, but if you look closely, you will be surprised.
Because under this meandering purple energy, it looks like a real dragon, entrenched in the territory of Luo Chao!
The dragon head is where the imperial capital of the Luo Dynasty is located!
This is the dragon vein!
The more intense the purple energy is, the more prosperous the Luo Dynasty's national destiny will be.
If this purple energy fades, it means that the Luo Dynasty's national destiny is declining.
Dong Chengfeng kept staring at the map intently. After a long while, he sighed.
In such a huge imperial prison, all that was left was his sigh...
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An hour passes in a blink of an eye.
It's getting late and the moon is rising.
The cold moonlight shone down on the five thousand corpses.
The Jiang family's five thousand guards were all killed after Luo Yi gave the order.
Luo Yi was still sitting cross-legged. Luo Yi did not choose to devour the blood of these five thousand people.
It was too complicated at first, although this level of complexity was nothing to Luo Yi, and it was even less worth mentioning to the Sky Swallowing Creation Sutra.
But Luo Yi has his own plan. If he swallows it again, he will really be unable to suppress the state he finally suppressed.
Qi Heng rode his horse to Luo Yi's side and shook the blood from his sword.
"More than seventy brothers were injured, but fortunately no one was killed."
Luo Yi slowly opened his eyes.
Among other armies, subordinate generals must report the results of the battle first.
But Wuling Cavalry is different. This is the rule set by Luo Yi. The casualties of the soldiers must be reported first.
Luo Yi thought for a while and said: "There is no need to clean up the battlefield. You can take the remaining Wuling cavalry to protect these more than seventy brothers and go to the territory under the jurisdiction of Prince Jing."
"If there is a war, I will send orders."
Qi Heng was stunned, "Your Highness, you are not going to the imperial capital?"
"I'm not going." Luo Yi turned to look ahead and said calmly: "There are 50,000 troops ahead, rushing towards here. If the Wuling Cavalry is fully formed, it may still be able to fight, but now …”
Luo Yi shook his head.
Chen Zhuo glanced at Luo Yi and said nothing.
He played with the palm of his hand.
This severed palm seems to belong to the leader of the Jiang family's nursing home, a Soul Condensing Realm monk.
Chen Zhuo casually pulled the fingers of the broken palm, pressing a finger every once in a while, as if counting down the time.
Qi Heng was a little puzzled: "Your Highness, we have come all the way here? Now we actually want to go back?"
Luo Yi remained silent.
Qi Heng clenched his sword. He suddenly knelt down on one knee, lowered his head and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness! Qi Heng invites you to fight!"
Luo Yi glanced at Qi Heng who was kneeling in front of him.
"No."
Qi Heng's body trembled, and he suddenly raised his head: "Your Highness!!"
Luo Yi frowned, "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"An army of 50,000 people. There are also monks from all walks of life in these armies. With only more than 2,000 Wuling cavalry, can they die?"
Qi Heng gritted his teeth, "Your Highness! You once said that I, the Wuling Cavalry, must not be timid before fighting!!"
Luo Yi sneered: "Having said that, a man also needs to assess the situation!"
Qi Heng knelt down on one knee, as if struck by lightning.
Because such words are completely unlike what Luo Yi can say.
Luo Yi carried An Ling on his back and said expressionlessly: "Chen Zhuo will go with you to the jurisdiction of King Jing."
The corners of Chen Zhuo's mouth turned up, half smiling.
He fiddled with the broken palm in his hand, shaking it for a while, and said plausibly: "Huh? Little brother, what's going on?"
"You're a little drifting."
Luo Yi turned a deaf ear to Chen Zhuo's words.
Qi Heng lowered his head deeply, his nails almost embedded in his palms, "Your Highness! Do you just give up like this?!"
"Give up?" Luo Yi thought for a while, then laughed at himself.
"That's right. Since it's a dead end that cannot be broken, why should we break him?"
"As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood."
Qi Heng stood up suddenly, holding the sword tightly in his right hand, and then suddenly let go.
The sword immediately fell to the ground.
Luo Yi turned his head and glanced with a sarcastic smile.
"If you want to return home again, you can leave now."
"I will never stop you."
Qi Heng raised his head and looked directly into Luo Yi's eyes.
Luo Yi's face was expressionless, and his eyes were neither sad nor happy.
Qi Heng spoke sadly, "Your Highness, you have changed."
Luo Yi seemed to have heard a very funny joke, and he whispered: "As long as you are a human being, you will change."
Qi Heng smiled, with countless helplessness and disappointment in his smile.
"Your Highness, have you given up?"
Luo Yi waved, letting the little Qilin jump on his shoulders, and then walked away into the distance.
Luo Yi turned his back to Qi Heng and said, "My military order has been issued. It is up to you whether you listen or not."
"If you are willing to wait here to die, then I don't care. Whether you go or stay is none of my business."
Qi Heng looked at Luo Yi's back blankly.
Luo Yi, on the other hand, walked further and further without any intention of stopping.
Qi Heng suddenly clenched his fists, and after a while, he slowly released them.
Luo Yi can no longer be seen at this moment, he is really gone.
Qi Heng laughed at himself and said, "Wuling Cavalry is dead."
In the first battle to protect the country, the Wuling Cavalry was defeated.
His vitality was severely damaged, but even so, Qi Heng didn't feel anything bad.
Because as long as Luo Yi is still there, the soul of Wuling Cavalry will still be there!
Even when Luo Yi later went to the Tyrant Dynasty, Qi Heng was not as lost as he was now.
Because he firmly believes that as long as Luo Yi is still alive, we Wuling Cavalry will be alive!
Not to mention that there are only three thousand people left, even if there are only three people left!
As long as Luo Yi is there, the Wuling Cavalry will be there!
But now...
Qi Heng was heartbroken.
"Wuling Iron Cavalry!" Qi Heng suddenly shouted.
More than two thousand people looked solemn.
Qi Heng took a deep breath. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Zhuo beside him suddenly smiled and patted his shoulder and said something incomprehensible.
"Should I call you foolish and loyal, or should I call you stupid?"
Qi Heng was stunned. He didn't understand what Chen Zhuo meant.
