"Master Long didn't catch up?"
Lin Yi looked back and didn't see Long San chasing after him, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that Long San was considering his safety.
But he couldn't stay out of the situation and do nothing to save him.
call out!
At this moment, Lin Yi heard the sound of breaking through the air in his ears. He turned around and saw figures rushing to the prefect's Yamen.
There are spirited warriors and scholars wearing Confucian shirts.
"This is Dayan...there are evil people who are hated to the point of itch, and there are also good people who are admired!"
A smile appeared on Lin Yi's face.
Then he unfolded his body and followed.
"Lin Yi?"
At this moment, with a burst of fragrance, a figure flying through the air appeared next to him, walking side by side with him.
She is He Yourong.
"Congratulations, Miss!"
Lin Yi said hello.
He Yourong nodded slightly and said calmly: "I have the intention, but please pay attention to safety, your literary level is still a bit low!"
"..."
Lin Yi was stunned for a moment.
Is the eighth grade so unpopular?
…
Outside the magistrate's office.
The prefect Song Zhili, who was carrying the cultural treasure plaque "The Mirror Hangs High", was waiting quietly with the battle team in the yamen.
"I'm really worried. The scholars and warriors in the city can't hear the drums? Who is beating the drums? Are you wasting all your strength on women's bellies?"
Song Zhili couldn't help but curse.
"..."
Sun Tongzhi and the agents from the Demon Suppressing Hall did not dare to answer the conversation.
"Master Prefect, I'm late!"
call out!
call out!
One after another, figures appeared in front of everyone in the Yamen. Among them were men and women, all of whom were martial artists and scholars in Nanxiang Prefecture.
"Okay! It's not too late!"
Song Zhili felt relieved and nodded: "With a group of talented and righteous people like you in Nanxiang City, those evil demons will definitely die without a burial place."
"Students are all at the mercy of adults!"
"My lord, please give me your orders, but our lives are now in your hands!"
Every student and martial artist stared at Song Zhili with burning eyes.
They felt their blood boiling when they looked at the plaque "The Mirror Hangs High" on Song Zhili's shoulders.
"Master Song, this envoy should not be late, right?"
soon.
Academician Liao Qingliu, wearing a Confucian robe, rushed here with dozens of scholars.
"Master Xuezheng, it's not too late, not at all, it's just right!"
Song Zhili walked over carrying the plaque and said sternly: "A monster suddenly appeared in the city and robbed the people. Dozens of people were killed and injured. I just sounded the drum, summoned the righteous people in the city to help, and sent someone to inform the academic master!"
Liao Qingliu nodded and said: "This incident did happen suddenly. It seems that it was premeditated, but... there is no need to summon so many people!"
"With this envoy here, those demons are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Let those warriors and scholars below the seventh grade go back, so as not to increase casualties!"
Liao Qingliu looked at the martial artists and scholars calmly and shook his head secretly.
"this……"
Song Zhili suddenly hesitated.
He is now worried about not having enough manpower and asking people to go back. This is the real increase in casualties!
at the same time.
Lin Yi, He Yourong, and a group of martial artists and scholars also rushed over.
'With so many people coming, the people in the city can be saved! '
Lin Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In any case, there are many fifth- and fourth-grade experts in Nanxiang Prefecture. With so many warriors and scholars, they can definitely turn the tide!
"Master Prefect!"
"Master Xuezheng!"
He Yourong and Lin Yi bowed to Song Zhili and Liao Qingliu.
"kindness!"
Liao Qingliu glanced at Lin Yi indifferently and responded expressionlessly.
"Miss He, Lin Yi, you are here too, okay, great!"
Song Zhili praised repeatedly, and his worried heart gradually relaxed, and said seriously: "Without further delay, let's split up now and rush to the four cities to rescue people and suppress the demons!"
"Master Xuezheng, you and I will go directly to Tianshu Academy to prevent the demons from targeting Tianshu Academy and taking advantage of Tianshu Formation!"
"In addition, the dean and master of Junji Academy, after they enter the city, will rush directly to Tianshu Academy and other cities to provide support!"
At the critical moment, Song Zhili finally managed to keep the chain intact and immediately assigned specific tasks.
However.
Liao Qingliu suddenly frowned and said: "It is better to let the scholars and warriors below the seventh grade go back, for fear that they will fail more than succeed and cause unnecessary casualties!"
Lin Yi frowned.
Does Xuezheng Liao Qingliu really care, or does he have...an ulterior motive?
"Master Xuezheng, if this incident is solved, the rewards from the imperial court and the Holy Court will definitely be huge. Letting these warriors and scholars join this rescue operation should also be considered as giving them a chance to experience, right?"
Song Zhili is quite a good person.
Liao Qingliu's purpose was nowhere to be seen. He was simply worried that the rewards for saving the city issued by the Holy Court and the imperial court would be distributed to the warriors and scholars.
But for now.
Human life is at stake, and warriors and scholars below the seventh rank can all be put to use.
"Master Prefect, do you mean that I am greedy for those rewards?"
Liao Qingliu's face turned red in response to Song Zhili's words, and he glared at Song Zhili angrily like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Until this moment.
Lin Yi and other martial artists and scholars finally understood Liao Qingliu's purpose, and they all looked at him with a bit of contempt.
"Presumptuous, what are you looking at?"
Liao Qingliu was so angry that he glared at Lin Yi and the warriors and said: "Okay, okay, you guys have to show off. If you lose your life, it's no wonder that I didn't inform you in advance!"
snort!
Liao Qingliu snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and robes, and said to the scholars he brought: "Tianshu Courtyard is the forbidden area of my Holy Courtyard, you come with me to guard it!"
"yes!"
Liao Qingliu didn't even bother to go with Song Zhili and others, so he rushed to Tianshu Academy with his students.
…
"This new Xuezheng is really nothing! He's not half as good as Fu Xuezheng..."
A warrior spat on the ground, with a look of disdain in his eyes.
The other scholars were not angry... but instead agreed in their hearts: Well done!
"Let's go. I'll leave it to you, the people in the city. I'll remember your appearance. If you go back and deal with the monster problem, the rewards will be huge!"
Song Zhili said seriously.
"Don't worry, sir! Even if there is no reward, we will fight to the death to protect those people. There are our relatives among them!"
"For our parents and children!"
"kill!"
The fighting spirit in everyone's eyes was high. After allocating themselves, they rushed in four directions.
Tonight.
Destined to have no sleep.
Maybe bloodshed is unavoidable, but they still choose to rush forward and never regret it until death!
Because this is their homeland!
They study and practice martial arts so that one day, instead of hiding at home and shivering, they can choose to stand up bravely.
Fight for your family!
Fight for Dayan!
"These people... are worthy of admiration!"
Lin Yi looked at the mental outlook of those warriors and scholars just now, and was greatly touched in his heart.
Where is your home?
I followed my adoptive father to live here and there in Daxing Town. There was no real home anywhere.
but now……
My safe place is my home!
…
"Lin Yi, you and I are a team, let's go to Xicheng!"
He Yourong suggested teaming up with Lin Yi.
"OK!"
Lin Yi nodded and had no objection to this.
With his current strength, he cannot turn the tide on his own, but he must try his best to contribute to the city.
Lin Yi, He Yourong, as well as several martial artists and scholars, rushed towards the west city.
'Xicheng... Wei Wudi and the others are in Xicheng. I don't know how they are doing...' Lin Yi suddenly thought of Wei Wudi's veterans.
Think about it!
They must be fighting too!
