Minghuai City is in chaos.

Monks flew towards their homes in a panic.

At the same time, some mortals have already packed up their bags and are about to leave the carrier teleportation array to go far away.

"The war begins, and the place where the two great dynasties meet will fall into war." A warrior sighed.

The baby cries, and the woman hurriedly comforts her.

His family had packed up the package and prepared to leave Minghuai City overnight.

The tranquility of the night was broken and the city became messy.

"I won't leave."

There was a child making noise, and he didn't understand why he suddenly wanted to move.

The child's father persuaded him.

But the child is still young, how could he understand the meaning of all this?

The parents sighed, and they were unwilling to leave their hometown, but they had to do so. No one knew how long the war would last.

Fang Xuan and the other two walked out of the city.

They had no intention of sitting in the teleportation array anymore. When the war broke out, all incoming teleportation would be closed. If they wanted to go to the Great Qin Emperor, they could only go to the border gate.

Without leaving without missing the opportunity, Fang Xuan walked on the street.

It was clearly late at night, but the streets were noisy. Countless people woke up from their sleep, put on their clothes and walked out of the door.

Along the way.

Everyone's face was filled with panic, fear, and shock.

They were all walking out of the city or heading towards the teleportation array.

Passers-by were walking in a hurry and walked past Fang Xuan and the others. Without the expressions of the past, the order was broken, and some people began to take the opportunity to make trouble and mess around.

"Let's go."

An old man choked and trembling on the way. He looked at home reluctantly and looked around.

He is reluctant to leave, and he is reluctant to leave his home.

"Let's go." He recited again, but he didn't take a step every time he finished speaking, and felt a little nervous.

Finally the old man cried.

"I will never come back after leaving."

He knew that the war between the two great gods would last for a long time, and he might not have waited for the war to stop.

Even if it is possible, will his home still be there when he comes back?

This land will be turned into a battlefield.

The wolf smoke rolled, the bones were piled up, and the blood flowed into a river...

Yan Wu saw it.

"I actually don't hate the idea of ​​Daqin." He suddenly said this.

"Some people think like you, but some people think not. Two completely different ideas are destined not to blend together." Fang Xuan's voice sounded.

His voice was calm, incompatible with this messy city.

Yan Wuwen said nothing but sigh.

Suddenly.

He asked Fang Xuan a question.

"Will people in Xiaohuai City be in trouble?"

Fang Xuan pondered.

Immediately, I shook my head slightly.

"There will be no problem in Xiaohuai City, it will be like this for a while."

Many people heard the crying sound of the little snake spirit.

The two great dynasties will not provoke powerful enemies randomly.

However, the people in Xiaohuai City also need to relocate, which is destined and cannot be avoided.

Without saying anything, Fang Xuan and the other two left the city and missed the air.

On the way to the border gate, some cultivators can be seen flying in the sky, driving magic weapons, and bringing their families with their families.

Only half a day has passed.

Fang Xuan and the others came to another pass.

This heroic pass is not a place of war, but another border city pass is fighting.

After confirming Fang Xuan's identity, the three of them stepped onto the teleportation array to the Emperor Capital of the Great Qin with respectful eyes.

Unlike the border land, this imperial city is still as peaceful and prosperous as before.

"It's too much!"

The moment he entered the hospitality inn, there was a angrily shout.

It was a warrior, he slapped the table, his eyes snarled.

"Nandou, Feixian's two divine dynasties are not things. What do they think of our Daqin? Are you soft persimmons?"

"A night changed a lot of things."

"The day before yesterday, outside Qiao Pass, my invincible Qin squats wore a sword in white clothes to kill ten invincible existences. They dared to send troops, why?"

"Hasn't it just finished the fight?"

"Why……"

There were sounds coming, and each table was talking about similar topics.

The topic that everyone is talking about is the war on the border last night.

The two great dynasties of Nandou and Feixian sent troops at the same time, with a total of three million troops launching raids on three border passes.

Summer, spring and autumn are planned.

He is like a Tianji Immortal Master, with the ability to predict the future.

Tianxian Pass, Tianmeng Pass, and Tianying Pass have already been waiting for a large army. The enemy's idea of ​​caught him off guard failed and a shocking war broke out.

"Young Master, are you back?"

The fat waiter still had a smiling expression and walked over and said.

Fang Xuan smiled and said, "I'm back, but I'm leaving later. Please help me and Manager Zhang, and Manager Liu tell me and you'll pay the room fee."

"Um?"

The fat little guy blinked his small eyes.

"Young master, are you leaving?"

There was an unconcealed surprise on his face, and he seemed to be eager for Fang Xuan to leave.

Fang Xuan chuckled, "Your expression doesn't look like a waiter should have."

"Ahem."

The fat little brother coughed a few times and was about to pretend to behave. Fang Xuan had already walked into the yard.

Close the yard door.

Fang Xuan took out a stone with a dark red surface, as if it was soaked in blood for a long time.

"Resentment Stone." Yan Wu recognized this thing.

It is the resentment stone of resentment. After Fang Xuan got it, Fang Xuan kept throwing it into the ring.

Yan Wu's face was full of curiosity.

Xiayou is just as unexpected.

"The Nether Stone of Resentment has many functions." Fang Xuan spoke out, saying that he was telling Yan Wu and Xia You about the Nether Stone of Resentment.

"It can be used to defend against enemies, kill, practice, and perceive danger..."

In words.

Fang Xuan's spiritual energy emitted and half-holded the resentment of the Nether Stone in the air.

He has a pen in his hand.

This stroke is not an ordinary brush. The brush hair is refined by a magical plant. It comes with its own brush and ink. The pen holder is made of Shentong wood. Shentong wood is a transformation of Wutong wood. It is said that it is Wutong wood where the phoenix will settle.

As for the origin of this pen, it is very simple, Su Qingmu's "relics".
To be continued...