Sheng took the stage.
In front of the camp, monks came to greet them, calling them "Young Master" or "Senior Brother". Sheng Xuanyuan put her down and introduced to everyone: "This is Lu Xiyan who offered his plan to defeat Xirong a few days ago. He was also the one who destroyed Gu City. The consul will be our fellow camper from now on."
The disciples of the Sheng family nodded in response.
Qiong Yi silently looked around the camp, and Sheng Xuanyuan pulled her towards the main camp.
The main camp is located in a remote location on the platform. There are not many guards around and it is extremely quiet. Sheng Xuanyuan said to her: "This is my camp. I will ask my servants to set up a bed for you later. Before the war is over, , you can just stay here."
Qiong also pursed her lips and nodded.
He added: "The heart of that person named Xie doesn't take people like you and me who are desperately trying to change the situation of the war seriously. Don't pay attention to them! I have asked people from Guangyang Yu to pick up your junior brothers and sisters. They You won’t stay on the front line for long. Here with me, you don’t have to worry about anything. I won’t let them take you away.”
The corners of Qiong Yi's tight lips raised slightly: "Yeah."
When Sheng Xuanyuan thought of Xie Cong's willful attitude, he was still angry. He pulled her close to her neck and kissed her a few times. Qiong also rubbed the ends of his hair and listened to his low voice: "From now on, you are me. You are the only counselor in the camp, and they will all listen to you.”
"including me."
It's a blatant way of protecting yourself, and you won't let yourself suffer any grievance.
All the sourness in Qiong Yi's heart disappeared, and she just said: "Okay."
*
Xie Cong had thought about how Qiong Yi would respond when faced with his unreasonable demands. Should he go to guard the new camp honestly, or come to him to argue, proving that his ability was not just for guarding the camp, or would Sheng Xuan Yuan is willing to go to a distant place instead of her.
But Qiong Yi didn't come. It was Sheng Xuanyuan who came to argue with him. After his reasoning didn't make sense, he left angrily.
Xie Cong thought that this was the end of Sheng Xuanyuan's temperament, but what he never expected was that he would dare to carry the person to his deathbed in broad daylight. Even the monks of the Lu family who were still on the front line also All the people who were captured by Guangyang were taken back.
Fetching water from a bamboo basket was in vain.
*
Sheng took the stage.
Qiong also settled down here. After thinking about it, she felt that there was nothing wrong with Sheng Xuanyuan's approach of taking him away directly.
Xie Cong is scheming and will directly test his own bottom line. If he doesn't agree, he will only be labeled as disrespectful and disobedient in his own capacity. If he really agrees, there will definitely be more difficult things to deal with in the future. Own. Sheng Xuanyuan took action forcefully to protect her dignity and the face of those who had made meritorious deeds among them. If the meritorious minister was treated poorly, it would only hurt Xie Cong's prestige.
It is said that after Su Ye went to Yin Yang Wei Qi to Xie Cong, there were many monks on the front line who spoke for her. In the end, it was Xie Yangyu who went to the new camp in person and stopped everyone's mouths.
The Sheng monks who came to the stage knew that most of the changes in the current war situation were brought about by Qiong Yi. If not for this great victory, they might still be in the previous tragic battles. They respected her very much and took her everywhere inside and outside the stage. Inspections and important matters are also fully informed to her.
After patrolling for a whole day, Qiong Yi thought to himself: The terrain here is good, and Sheng Xuanyuan's vision in selecting the location is really good. Extra manpower has been sent to every weak point, and there is almost no opportunity to take advantage of it.
At night, she was writing a book by her desk. Sheng Xuanyuan also came back. He took off his armor and came to her side: "Are you used to staying here?"
"Well, it's much more comfortable than the front line."
Qiong Yi handed over the paper in his hand: "Sheng Jing, according to the current situation, Xirong may try to bypass the frontal battlefield in a month or two and focus on surprise attacks. Therefore, although the old guy Xie Cong will not take us a few He is a man who works hard and makes meritorious deeds, but it is indeed necessary to build a new camp."
"Yes." Taking the document in her hand, Sheng Xuanyuan read it carefully: "The Rong people are fake cultivators who rely on Gu pills. After being seriously injured, they do not have the recovery ability of normal cultivators. So if they drag on, they will definitely I don’t want to fight hard anymore.”
"Yes, the manpower on patrol will be strengthened by then." She said: "There is no omission in this place, but the location is too important. If I were the general of Xirong, the place I want to capture most would only be your place." Qiong also pointed to the map on the table, "Use this as a base, and then branch to the west and south, we can go straight to Guancheng, the main camp."
"They can't attack it." Sheng Xuanyuan said calmly, it would be fine if someone choked his important throat.
"With their current strength, they really can't attack it, so I'm worried that they will use other ways to get around here."
He raised his eyebrows: "Forced entry?"
"Um."
"Don't worry about this, Qiong Yi, you have knots between your eyebrows." Sheng Xuanyuan sat close to him, the candlelight on the table danced, Qiong Yi felt that he stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows, his sight was blocked, and he Said: "Let's take a rest."
"I'm a little tired..." Before he could finish his words, the hand he was rubbing his brows fell on his neck, stretched along the back of his neck into the belt of his clothes, and slid down slowly.
Qiong was also hugged, and the shadows cast by the candlelight on the tent overlapped, and their breaths overlapped. After a while, she let go of her lips and laughed: "...Is it me who wants to rest...or you?"
Sheng Xuanyuan buried himself in the crook of her neck and said confusedly: "...Well, it's me."
They rubbed their ears together, and the books on the desk fell to the ground when they were pulled. His hands subconsciously moved away. The belt around Qiong Yi's waist came apart somehow, and slid down along the lapel. He took advantage of the situation and placed a kiss on his shoulders and collarbone. , and gradually sank. Qiong had never been touched by him in such a way, and she was a little at a loss. The breath of the person on her body became heavier. She felt the body pressed against her legs and abdomen, and she held his shoulders with a blush on her face. : "Sheng Kyung..."
Sheng Xuanyuan came back from the depths of love and met her eyes filled with purple mist. When he lowered his head again, the scene that caught his eyes was that of disheveled clothes. He leaned forward slightly and turned over her body: "I... "
He sat up, pulled up Qiong Yi's pajamas, stood up with his back to her, gritted his teeth and said: "...I'm sorry, I'm going to calm down, you rest first."
After that, he walked out without looking back.
Qiong also held her forehead, her feelings were surging just now. If he hadn't stopped, she would have fallen into it as well.
Outside the tent, Sheng Xuanyuan was blown by the cold night wind and recited the Jingxin Jue over and over again. However, the softness of his body just now, the breath in his hair, and the touch in his heart were not something that the Jingxin Jue could suppress. He shook his head and thought: I must be crazy... I can hold it back normally, why now...
I brought Qiong Yi here not for...
After being blown by the wind for an hour, Sheng Xuanyuan waited until all the strange sensations disappeared from his body before he returned to the tent. Qiong Yi had already fallen asleep on his new bed, which was more than two feet away from his wooden bed. The candles above had not been blown out, so they must have been left specially for him.
Sheng Xuanyuan didn't dare to look at her anymore, blew out the candlelight, and went back to bed.
But it was a sleepless night.
After that, Sheng Xuanyuan got up early and came home late day and night, as if he was deliberately avoiding her. Qiong Yi tacitly understood that he was practicing in Taiwan, taking care of various things, making plans, and observing changes in the front line.
Every night when he fell asleep, Sheng Xuanyuan would deliberately eliminate distracting thoughts. There were still several nights when he dreamed of erotic scenes that he shouldn't have dreamed of. The two of them leaned against each other, intertwined together, extremely intimate and charming. When he woke up, he could still hear the beauty in the tent. The sound of light and shallow breathing is even more real. He could only turn his back. After several dreams, his body became much more relaxed.
Qiong Yi actually knew why Sheng Xuanyuan avoided her. He had stayed at the border of Western Xinjiang for several years. Although he was still reserved at heart, his energy and blood were particularly strong. If he lingered for longer, he would probably get into trouble.
Last time he stopped by himself and didn't want to continue, so she couldn't say anything. She just felt that since they recognized each other, it was a lifelong matter, so there was no need to worry.
What worries her is that in the past month, Xirong has been avoiding battles one after another, but has secretly attacked more than one camp.
The choice of land is very tricky and the tactics are treacherous.
Looking at the defense line at the border station, Qiong Yi frowned slightly.
On this day, Qiong Yi made a special trip to the monks' training center to look for him. Sheng Xuanyuan didn't know why she came and asked, "Qiong Yi, what's wrong?"
"Sheng Jing, I want to go and visit my fellow sect's camp. In the past few days, the small camp in that area has been severely attacked by surprise, causing many casualties. If I go over, I can also help my senior brother and the others."
"Okay." Sheng Xuanyuan agreed simply: "Do you want me to send some people to go with you?"
"No. I just don't want you to worry about me, so I came to tell you." Qiong Yi bent his eyes and smiled: "I'll be back before dark."
*
If Qiong Yi had known what would happen, she would never have refused Sheng Xuanyuan's proposal to deploy manpower.
She took the pass card to the imperial palace of her clan and met her junior brothers and sisters who went to the West in the same group. The defense is quite large, but there are not many manpower. I heard that there is a hall master here, and senior brother Lu Yuhao is also here, but now there is no one anywhere. It turns out that the neighboring camp was attacked by a sneak attack last night, and they have now gone to set up a defense line.
Therefore, most of the people here are junior brothers and sisters, or senior brothers of the same generation.
Qiong Yi went straight to find Lu Li. At the school grounds, he was practicing swordplay with Yang Xiaosi, talking and laughing. Qiong Yi's mouth twitched. He heard that Lu Li sneaked away to find Yang Xiaosi the night he went to Guma Rock. , was caught by the patrol, beaten, and imprisoned for several days.
Thinking of this, Qiong Yi couldn't help laughing angrily. When Lu Li saw the angry visitor, he hid behind Yang Xiaosi as if he were rubbing oil on his feet: "Oh my god! Senior sister is here to eat people!"
Qiong Yi was too lazy to pay attention to him, put her hands on her hips and asked, "Are you ready?"
Yang Xiaosi nodded, then shook his head.
Qiong Yi sighed, as if he had guessed that this would be the case. Just as he was about to say a few words to tease them, a scream came from high up in the imperial palace: "Sneak attack! The Rong people have a sneak attack!"
"Come quickly! Start the formation!"
The next moment, Yu Liao's protective array was triggered by itself, and there was the sound of knives slashing at the array cover, densely.
Qiong Yi was startled, as were Lu Li and Yang Xiaosi. They never expected that Xirong would choose this time to launch a sneak attack in broad daylight!
Qiong Yi reacted the fastest and flew up to the top of the city wall with his sword and Qinggong. Seeing his fellow disciples in panic, he shouted: "Don't panic! Those who are in formation should stabilize the formation. If they rush in, the rest will kill the enemy with swords!"
Lu Li and Yang Xiaosi were called back to their senses by the shouts, and hurriedly ran to the corner of the formation with their swords in hand. Qiong Yi looked around below. There were many Rong people coming. A quick glance revealed that there were more than one or two hundred people. The abbot of the defensive formation was the leader. Without her, she couldn't enter the formation to sustain herself. She couldn't last long with just the talismans. What's more, most of the people in the defense at this time were people with low cultivation levels. The number was less than a hundred. Once the formation was broken, it was very likely that they would not be able to withstand it.
Qiong Yi twisted his skills to summon the formation, and the sword formation was ready to go. Under the powerful slashes of the fake cultivator again and again, the formation became weaker and weaker.
This is the first time she has faced the users of the Gu Pill directly. The Rong people are all tall and tall. I don’t know if it is the weird effect of the Gu Pill or some other reason. The veins on their faces are clearly defined, their eyes are like copper bells, and they are extremely powerful. He no longer looked like a normal human being, mixed with roars and growls, which was very scary.
The disciples below were pale in color. Although they had already grasped their swords, they were still afraid.
Qiong Yi shouted: "Elder brother and the others are in the neighboring camp. We have already sent a signal. Help will arrive in less than a quarter of an hour! We must hold on even if the formation is broken!"
Junior brothers and sisters responded one after another: "Yes! Senior Sister Xiyan!"
With a shattering sound of "click", the defense formation finally reached its limit and was broken through by the pseudo-cultivators. Qiong Yi's sword formation was completed, and thousands of flying swords rushed straight towards them, like dragons entering the sea, scattering and defeating them. The Lu monks who were ready to attack rushed forward with swords. For a moment, there were countless sword stabs.
Qiong also finished his sword formation and walked quickly among the crowd, his true energy was like snow. After a few sword blows, the army fell to the ground. She used the wind-controlling shield to protect her fellow disciples. Among the soldiers, a man rushed towards her with a bright long knife and slashed with his body. Qiong Yi was flexible and dodged and then turned around and was picked up by him. Taking it directly with his arm, Qiong Yi was shocked and quickly sheathed the sword: What? Distracting level monk? Not a fake cultivator of Gu Dan? !
The man smiled: "Are you 'Lu Xiyan'?"
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