"You, your kid..." Zheng Yueting didn't expect to hear such an answer. Her right hand stopped in mid-air, with a dumbfounded expression on her face, "How old are you, and you start thinking about women?"
In fact, in the Daqian Empire, there were many men of Zheng Qiyuan's age who married and had children. However, Zheng Yueting grew up with him and cared for him very much, taking care of him even more meticulously than her mother.
Even though Zheng Qiyuan has grown up now, in her eyes, he is still the thin, introverted little brother who is easily bullied.
"Could it be... charm?" Shangguan Junyi and Ye Qinglian looked at each other.
"When I travel around the world, I have heard about magic." Ye Qinglian pondered for a moment and said slowly, "However, this kind of magic can usually only affect one person at the same time, and it needs to be continuously reinforced. It is simply unheard of for the performance to last for such a long time.”
"It seems that this Tianquan is not simple." Lin Zhiyun said in a heavy tone.
"I will write to the spiritual master's nephew right now and tell the truth about what happened here." Leng Wushuang said suddenly.
"That's good. With Ling'er's intelligence, I'm sure he can see some clues from it." Lin Zhiyun's eyes lit up and she said with deep understanding.
The experience of these few months has made her deeply realize the value of her existence, which is to provide warmth to her apprentices on weekdays and to protect Piaohua Palace with force in critical moments.
As for the mental work, she had already given it up to Nangong Ling and Zhong Wen without any thought of competition.
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The lingering sky is like fog, and the grass is like ice flowers.
The snow is falling all over the sky on the vast grassland. Looking from a distance, on top of the green, there are dots of white snow, like thousands of magnolias blooming together, bursting out with a strange sense of beauty.
"boom!"
Accompanied by a loud noise that shook the earth, the body of an elder from the "Seven Star Pavilion" was completely surrounded by black flames. He let out a shrill scream and soon turned into ashes, leaving only a body of bones falling to the ground. Scattered on the ground, making a "crackling" sound like raindrops.
"An overestimating ant!"
The ghost mandrill's slender body was suspended in mid-air, and he gently waved the God-Slaying Giant Blade to shake off the blood on the blade. He had a ferocious smile on his face, and his reddish eyes were full of disdain.
"Brother Gui Mandrill is really brave!" Nangong Yu moved his right hand and thrust the fan into the chest of the last Chi warrior. Then he looked up at the sky and said with emotion, "If it weren't for him, we would have died long ago. Dozens of times."
"Isn't it because I listened to you and chose such a path?" Yu Xuanji glanced at him and said lightly, "Do you know how much pressure I was under when making this decision?"
"Aren't you still reassured by my judgment?" Nangong Yu took a step forward and held a pair of catkins in her hands with a smile. "The Chi clan's course of action is obviously to outflank our retreat. The only way to counterattack is to Pushing forward and detouring from their own territory is the safest route.”
"The safest route...?" Yu Xuanji muttered to himself with lingering fear.
Even the route that Nangong Yu called the "safest" route put the remnant troops of the Zhenbei Army in danger again and again. If it weren't for Gui Mandrill's extraordinary bravery and ability to defeat thousands of people with one person, no one would have known it. How many times have they been wiped out by the "Seven Star Pavilion" and the Chi clan.
"Don't worry, thanks to the amazing strength of this mandrill, we didn't suffer much loss along the way." Nangong Yu said confidently, "In half a day, we will be able to return to the territory of Daqian. By then, the natural sea The sky is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly. You no longer need to be as frightened as you are now!"
"I hope so!" Yu Xuanji replied faintly, with a look of worry on his fair face.
"Believe me." Nangong Yu's voice was firm.
However, reality is often far harsher than reality. After the team marched for about half an hour, the enemy appeared again in front of them.
This time, the Zhenbei Army faced a mighty main force of the Chi clan that numbered more than 50,000 at a glance!
And above the heads of these big-bodied and round-waisted Chi warriors, more than a dozen black-clothed spiritual masters were lined up in a row, their long robes fluttering and majestic. Even if they were dozens of feet away, Nangong Yu and others could clearly feel the energy released from each other. of powerful aura.
"How is it possible?" The smile on Nangong Yu's face finally disappeared, her eyes were full of astonishment, and she kept mumbling to herself, "Why does the main force of the Chi clan appear in this position?"
Young Master Nangong, who has always been smart and resourceful, failed to anticipate the unexpected situation in front of him.
"The safest route...?"
Yu Xuanji glanced at Nangong Yu beside him and repeated the same sentence, but there was not much blame in his tone.
"so much!"
Even Wang Meng, who had great trust in Gui Mandrill, suddenly felt his scalp numb and his heart trembled when he suddenly saw such a large enemy force. For a while, he couldn't think of a way to escape.
"Afraid of a ball!"
Only Ghost Mandrill was still the old god, and he nonchalantly drew out the giant god-slaying blade tied to his back, kicked off his feet, and rose into the air, heading straight towards the dozen or so black-clothed spiritual masters on the opposite side, and said with a wild laugh. , "Just kill them all!"
This man is amazing!
Feeling the fierce fighting spirit in Gui Mandrill, Nangong Yu suddenly felt relaxed all over, and most of the tension and confusion that had been lingering in his heart dissipated.
As long as he is here, you will never lose!
This journey along the way made him unconsciously feel like he had an inexplicable trust in Ghost Mandrill, a stranger he didn't know.
Based on the combat wisdom of capturing the thief first, Ghost Mandrill chose to attack a spiritual master in black standing in the C position on the opposite side.
This person has a yellowish complexion, high cheekbones, a long sword on his back, and a red and white Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram embroidered on his chest. Judging from his appearance, he can be said to be ordinary.
However, his determined attack failed!
The black-clothed spiritual master flashed and disappeared instantly, easily dodging the demon's slashing attack.
The next moment, he had appeared behind Demon Mandrill, and with a slight movement of his right arm, he drew the long sword behind him in his hand.
"puff!"
With a soft sound, for some unknown reason, a foot-long gash was opened on Ghost Mandrill's back, and blood spurted out like spring water, splashing in all directions.
Immediately afterwards, in the unbelievable eyes of Nangong Yu, Wang Meng and others, Gui Mandrill's body swayed, and like a wild goose shot by a hunter, it fell straight from the sky and fell hard into the sky with a "bang". In the grassland covered with snow.
The mandrill, who is as brave and invincible as the God of War, can't even resist the sword of the man in black!
Nangong Yu's face froze, and her heart instantly sank to the bottom.
