"Who thinks that thousands of miles away from the mountains, there are only a handful of armor and fresh clothes?" Bai Zhi sighed softly as he lightly twisted the scroll in front of him with his fingers.
Placed horizontally in front of him is a vivid ink painting: a disabled horse mourning an ape at the foot of the mountain, and a thin and broken soldier in the forest. They are all a blur of ink and wash. Only at the top, a red cloak stands alone. The general's face is shiny and he is laughing with a whip.
Chen Zushi lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.
After the Wuyi Campaign, Chen Zushi, who returned with Bai Zhiyi, knew Bai Zhiyi's true identity.
At this moment, Chen Zu ate his food, looked at his nose, nose and heart, and waited cautiously and reverently for Bai Zhiyi to speak.
Bai Zhiyi smiled bitterly, "The chaos in this demon country is also caused by my establishment of internal and external offices. Don't you hate me? - You know, if this continues, I don't know how many people will not have enough to eat..."
Chen Zushi murmured for a moment, and the stubborn trust in the Demon Emperor in his heart made him feel guilty. He shouted, "Your Majesty, there is nothing you can do. - All you did was forced to do nothing! If you were born with rights, , I will definitely be a good emperor. However, when powerful ministers are in power, cholera disrupts the government. Alas."
"Having power means you are a good emperor?" Bai Zhiyi swallowed his words, his starry eyes lowered and his lips parted slightly, "Do you think life will be better after I take power..."
Chen Zushi asked back, "Isn't that so? All the common people, who doesn't want to have a good official at their head? - to have a good emperor to be the master of the country?"
Bai Zhiyi chuckled. She knew that in the Demon Kingdom, the Bai family's majesty was still intact.
"So you can easily expand your eyes and ears for me outside Zhongdu County. Because the monks all over the world believe that I will be a good emperor. They are willing to pay for the emperor." Bai Zhiyi fell into silence.
Chen Zushi couldn't think about too many things. He didn't have that insight. He just wanted to wait for Bai Zhiyi to point out the direction. He did so.
Bai Zhiyi turned his gaze back to the painting, "You do have a good hand in painting."
Chen Zushi was very happy, "I always have to make a living, and if I practice, I'll get used to it."
Bai Zhiyi pointed to the red-cloaked monk in the painting, "Bu Guren defeated the Luo Changchun Society at Qingying Mountain. What was the reaction of the remaining two Changchun Society?"
Chen Zushi pursed his lips and recalled, "Since the Nine Sons Holy Army made a surprise appearance and occupied the five counties under the rule of Qi Taishou, the world's call for His Majesty's pro-government has become louder and louder. No one thought that Bu Guren would clean up his rule at this time. The Luo Clan Evergreen Society. The Luo family was almost wiped out..."
"Unexpectedly, Xu Fanying actually formed an alliance with Gu Ren..." Chen Zuxi hesitated.
Bai Zhiyi pondered a little, "Qi Yunhai lost the land of five counties and accepted Bai Zimo's invitation to move to Zhongdu County. He has already taken refuge in Bai Zimo."
"I don't quite understand." Chen Zushi scratched his head and ears.
Bai Zhiyi stood up, "I don't understand either. - The Nine Sons Holy Army really appeared out of thin air?"
This time, Bai Zhiyi looked outside the door.
"Flanker Bingchi." A voice sounded outside the door.
Bingchi did not hide his aura, just so that Bai Zhiyi could easily sense himself.
Bai Zhiyi didn't mean nonsense, "Tell me what you know."
Bingchi pushed the door open and nodded to Chen Zushi. ——Chen Zushi established an intelligence network outside Zhongdu County for Bai Zhiyi, and skillfully used beggar gangs from various places, and he was already respected by Bingchi in his position. What's more, Chen Zushi was loyal enough to Bai Zhiyi and was a close friend.
Chen Zushi was still not used to the various ways of communication between the corridors and temples, so he could only awkwardly imitate Bingchi and nod.
"The Nine Sons Holy Army suddenly rose up in the world, and in a blink of an eye, all the minions and claws were on the rise, seriously threatening the three major Changchun societies. As far as I know, all the big gangs and mainstream forces in the world are rejecting the Nine Sons Holy Army. Except for two Gate. Zhishan Gate, Pihou Gate." Bingchi gave a guess.
"You mean... the Nine Sons Holy Army is connected to the Great Immortal?" Bai Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly.
Bingchi nodded, "The forces in the Great Immortal Heaven have appeared in the Nine Sons Holy Army many times. I think we can get some precise information from the Lord Bai."
The hero Twelve Days befriended Bai Zimo. This is known to all the world. Bai Zimo might get some information from Twelve Heavens.
Bai Zhiyi laughed at himself and said, "The Nine Sons Holy Army suddenly emerged in the mountains and fields, and suddenly appeared in all directions. In just half a year, the world has been divided and the mountains and rivers are divided. Even the two mortal enemies Bai Zimo and Bu Guren have suspended their conflict." "
Bingchi knew that Bai Zhiyi was mocking the neglect he received. ——Since the Nine Sons Holy Army disrupted the situation, Bai Zimo’s focus has been (this chapter is not finished yet!)
Five hundred and seventy-seven, who cares about Wanli Guanshan?
He had to deal with the Nine Sons Holy Army and guard against Bu Guren, and his attitude towards the Demon Emperor gradually became alienated.
Seriously speaking, Bai Zimo is also very resourceful...
Bingchi couldn't excuse Bai Zimo, so he could only sigh, "The Nine Sons Holy Army is indeed a poisonous sore."
Bai Zhiyi chuckled, "Just wait."
Chen Shoshi was a little dissatisfied, "Are you still waiting?"
Bai Zhiyi asked, "What else? If the sword is not in hand, it will be difficult to cut through the obstacles in the sky."
Bai Zhi Yi rushed out first and told Bingchi, "Pull Lao Chen up and have a drink with me. - Bai Huangshu will almost come too."...
Bai Zimo sat alone in the pavilion, holding his chest and breathing lightly.
"I never thought... that the Nine Sons Holy Army actually has five Yin-Yang realms."
If he was just a Sun Realm monk, Bai Zimo would not be worried. But one person in the Sun realm and four in the Taiyin realm, even with Bai Zimo's strength, were still seriously injured.
What's more, monks all over the mountains and plains formed a formation to surround Bai Zimo. ——It’s really a skill to be able to escape back.
Half a year ago, the Nine Sons Holy Army took over the mountain and became king. A palace chief led the monks to encircle and suppress them, but they were completely wiped out.
From that day on, the Nine Sons Holy Army spread like a plague.
Half a month ago, he dominated Qi Yunhai and ruled five counties.
The monks of the Qi family fled in panic.
The situation in the Demon Kingdom changed drastically. One night, there was a storm, madness, and murderous intent. The scene was different everywhere.
Before the Nine Sons Holy Army showed its power, Bai Zimo had already appeased the Luo family and Zhang family's Changchun Hui, and even Xu Fanying was in his hands.
Feng Jingliu and Bu Guren are even more inseparable in appearance.
Given time, Bu Guren's only option is defeat. ——At least according to Bai Zimo, that's the case.
Who wants to conquer the earth with his banners? There are also wolves and jackals who want to become the king.
As soon as the Nine Sons Holy Army came into being, the mountains collapsed and the earth shattered.
This time, Bu Guren became troubled by warts. The Nine Sons Holy Army has a malignant sore on its back.
The monks focused on using the crowd formation to defeat the high-level monks.
But Bai Zimo had been the "No. 1 Yin-Yang Realm in the World" for too long, and he only thought that he could capture the king first before catching the thief. With his own skills, he could surpass the monks of the Nine Sons Holy Army and directly kill the leader of the Nine Sons Holy Army: the Nine Ancestors.
I never thought that among the nine ancestors, five of them were in the Yin-Yang realm.
Bai Zimo opened his palm, stared at the blackened palm, and swallowed a mouthful of sweet blood.
"Nine Sons Holy Army? - I am arrogant. But... No! What force can make Zhishan and Pihou sever their alliance with Bu Guren? When did they know that the Li Beggar Clan has the Yin and Yang Realm? From the strong?" Bai Zimo panted, with doubts in his heart.
How did such a force form? .
Because of Gu Yucheng, Bai Zimo had already paid attention to the Beggar Gang.
Qi Yunhai's loss of his own territory this time was the result of the actions of Zhishan and Tiehou sects plus the Beggar Clan.
The three forces only suppressed Qi Yunhai and beat him, while the entire Qi family ran amok.
It was also because the Ninth Ancestor of the Nine Sons Holy Army did not take action, which made Bai Zimo underestimate the Ninth Ancestor. This time I was severely ambushed.
If Bai Zimo hadn't gone through many dangers to become famous and had no end in tricks, he would have fallen into the Nine Sons Holy Army.
Bai Zimo had to take out the psychic jade.
At the moment, only one person knew that he was injured. ——The Twelve Days of Heroes.
Fortunately, Bai Zimo had a strong foundation. When he escaped from the Nine Sons Holy Army, he controlled his breath and didn't look like he was seriously injured at all.
Otherwise, the news that Bai Zimo was seriously injured would not be hidden at all.
Five hundred and seventy-seven, who cares about Wanli Guanshan?
