He raised his ears and squinted his eyes slightly. After confirming that there was nothing unusual, he asked the elders around him in a low voice.

"It's over!"

The masked boy, who was different from everyone around him, felt someone move beside him, and shouted loudly against his head that was buzzing from the explosion.

"Well...it should be over!"

Yue Shengying, the elder of Mount Emei who was recovering his five senses and six consciousnesses from time to time, noticed the disturbance of the people behind him and immediately released a ray of spiritual consciousness to spread outward.

When she discovered that the halo in the square of the Hall of Supreme Harmony had disappeared, Yue Shengying slowly exhaled and removed her spiritual protection.

"What about the 'Haitian Magical Array'? Where will the people inside go if the magical circle is gone?"

The masked boy crossed over the Italian soldiers in front of him and rushed out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, which had lost its porch. Looking at the endless gray field, he felt a faint sense of ominousness in his heart.

"The power just now was too powerful. All the elders risked their lives to save us. If we were in the center of the explosion, it would be... very dangerous!"

Situ Wan'er, who was also uneasy in her heart, was surprised by the panicked attitude of the Marquis of Fanbang, but she answered his questions out of politeness.

"No, father and the others will be fine!"

"Shuang'er, wait a minute...wait for me!"

"I'll take the first step and come back later to accuse you!"

Seeing the little junior sister running out in panic, the junior brothers also followed her out one after another.

As the eldest brother of the 'Zhengyi Sect', Zhang Lingxiao suppressed the worries in his heart, bowed to the elders, and then walked hard to the outside of the Hall of Supreme Harmony with pain all over his body.

"Who are you worried about?"

"Where are the secret guards of the 'Iron-Blooded Song'?"

Ignoring Yue Qingfeng who came quietly and asked in a low voice, the masked boy walked down the Hall of Supreme Harmony and stood at the edge of the huge pit left by the self-destruction of the mythical beast Xuanwu.

Suddenly, a sharp sword inlaid with a huge ruby ​​was drawn out of the void. The long sword was gleaming with silver and emitted an extremely soft halo, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling.

The masked boy raised his sword over his head and shouted loudly about Italy's most solemn secret force!

"Shua, shua...!"

The sound of wind whistles sounded one after another, and more than a dozen warriors wearing plain clothes and soft armor around their chests appeared from all directions with several vertical jumps. They knelt on one knee and made a fist with their right hand and lightly hammered their chests in salute.

"Holy crap! What kind of identity does this person have? He has his own secret guard at such a young age!?"

"Your focus... is always so interesting!"

Just when Si Muxing was very surprised about this man's identity, Situ Wan'er, who was already familiar with everyone, quietly approached and teased him with a hint of disgust.

"You know what's going on? Tell me!"

"That masked boy is the holder of half of the military power in Italy...the youngest son of Duke Andrei, the current deputy of the 'Iron-Blooded Song' Army, and the future contender for the throne of Italy!"

Situ Wan'er's vanity was greatly satisfied with her curiosity about Si Muxing being so enlightened, and she proudly spread the final news.

"You are so powerful at such a young age! Your future is limitless!"

"You two little girls, don't just look at the surface. Those secret guards are really powerful beings!"

Yue Qingfeng walked slowly up to the two of them and heard them whispering about the man's net worth, and couldn't help but point out his more shining points.

"Oh! That's right! The power of the 'self-destruction' just now was so powerful that even the city walls turned into powder. How could they still appear so fast? Could it be... no... impossible!"

"If they have always been lurking nearby and can still appear unscathed, their strength is simply unimaginable!"

Compared to Si Muxing's panic, Situ Wan'er was actually very calm. Anyway, the other party had nothing to do with him, and his strength was just an appearance.

"Has anyone seen an oval object less than three meters flying out?"

He was anxious at first and shouted out with the attitude of giving it a try. When he saw that all the hidden guards appeared intact, the masked boy couldn't help being surprised and slowly expressed his inner doubts.

"Reporting to Mr. Marquis Andry, two objects were blown away during the overall explosion, a dark sphere and an oval object!"

"Okay, you are worthy of being the strongest warrior of my 'Iron-Blooded Shengge'. One person will be left to lead the way, and the others can go down and rest!"

Although I did not witness the entire self-destruction process with my own eyes, I can imagine the horrific situation at that time from the mess on the ground.

Just when everyone was fully committed to saving their lives, these professionally trained warriors were able to obtain such important information in such a critical situation, which completely subverted the masked boy's understanding of the word 'tough' in his heart.

Definition.

"Mr. Marquis Andry, although this place has just experienced a huge change, it is still the inner courtyard of the Qing Dynasty palace. We'd better keep a low profile!"

The gray-clothed warrior Ji'an looked at his companions who were disappearing one after another. He knelt down on one knee and waved his fist in salute, and gave the young man advice in a very responsible manner.

"Get up quickly, I was too impatient just now, I won't be anymore!"

Now that he had found the whereabouts of the person he was worried about, the masked boy's anxious heart gradually calmed down.

For this warrior who was much older than him, but always focused on the overall situation, the masked boy not only respected him in his heart, but also regarded him as a friend who was both a teacher and a friend.

Thinking that his impolite behavior just now might bring trouble to the entire country of Italy, the masked boy helped Ji'an up with a slight embarrassment.

"Um...little brother, I heard everything you just said!"

Si Muxing walked slowly to the masked boy, lowered his head slightly and held the corners of his clothes tightly with his fingers, and spoke to the boy in a low voice.

When there was no reply for a while, Si Muxing slowly raised his head and looked at the green eyes under the young man's mask, with a faint hint of fierceness, and his figure gradually retreated involuntarily.

"Why are you so fierce! She..., we are just concerned about the safety of Senior Brother Ling Yun!"

Holding Si Muxing's back, Situ Wan'er pretended to be calm and stared at the masked boy, and responded righteously.

"Junior, I would like to thank all the elders for their support. On behalf of the Andley family, I promise you that as long as I am in office, I will not do anything to affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries!"

Ignoring the two women's excuses, the masked boy went up to the Hall of Supreme Harmony again and sighed deeply as he looked at the people sorting out the corpses of the dead monks.

The masked boy waved his hands and bowed in salute, telling everyone what he had been working hard to accomplish since he came here.

"Marquis Andry is of high status and your promise

It is extremely precious. On behalf of my Qing Dynasty cultivating immortal sect, I am willing to conclude an eternal peace agreement with you!"

Looking at the hooded elders around him, Elder Yue Shengying of Mount Emei swallowed nervously, stepped forward and bowed to the masked boy very humbly.

Although Yue Shengying plays a very important role in the Immortal Cultivating Sect, in the context of a country with a population of over 100 million and a combat power of tens of millions, she seems extremely insignificant.

Although I don’t know the reason why the Marquis, whose status is equivalent to that of a prince, condescended to say these words, the final result was completely beneficial to the Qing Dynasty without any harm!

"Other matters will be discussed later. There are heavy casualties inside and outside the imperial city. I will take people to help first!"

After Ji'an's reminder, the masked boy began to reflect on his impulsive actions just now, and in order to dispel everyone's doubts, he did not cause trouble for Zhang Lingyun.

The masked boy took this opportunity to make public his secret actions to protect the Qing Dynasty, and to provide an excuse that people could not refute in order to search for Zhang Lingyun's whereabouts.

"How embarrassing is this! We..., oh, in that case...it's all thanks to Marquis Andry!"

Yue Shengying, who was still a little confused, was about to politely refuse the other party's hospitality, but when she saw Situ Wan'er opposite, she shook her head and waved her hands.

Yue Shengying frowned and agreed to the other party's request. Looking at the masked boy who was gradually walking away, Yue Shengying waved her hand to summon the young disciple to come to her.

"Great Elder, I feel that Marquis Andre is going for Senior Brother Ling Yun!"

"How could...? Did they discover something?"

After hearing the young disciple's analysis, Yue Shengying instantly thought of Zhang Lingyun's special bloodline. While murmuring in a low voice, her already solemn expression became even more solemn.

"Great Elder, Great Elder...are you okay!?"

"It's okay. We'll clean up the mess here. You all go to the city and see if there's anything you can do to help!"

Feeling a slight push on her arm, the wandering Yue Shengying came back to her senses instantly, forced out a smile and sent Situ Wan'er and others away, and then fell into deep thought again.

When the morning light should have just begun to rise, the entire capital city was set against the backdrop of thick fog, as if shrouded in a white veil, and its true appearance could not be seen clearly.

The non-existent mountain peaks were blurred in the thick smoke and dust, looking so mysterious, yet giving people an extremely distant and strange feeling.

"Mountain...? Am I... hallucinating?"

"I don't know, but there are mountains only dozens of miles away from the capital, so what you see now shouldn't be real!"

Yue Qingfeng, who was also suspicious of the illusion in front of her, suddenly pulled out the sword from her waist and walked forward cautiously and slowly.

I don’t know how long I walked out, but looking at the extremely clean streets in front of me, the chill in everyone’s hearts became even stronger.

"It's been so long...you've already entered the downtown area!"

Situ Wan'er, who grew up in the capital, could clearly walk to the famous boudoir jewelry stores even with her eyes closed.

The current location should be one mile away from the Meridian Gate, the very famous Laozi Boudoir jewelry store!

"Keep walking...found a living person!"

Yue Qingfeng, who knew exactly what Situ Wan'er meant, could not help but break out in layers of cold sweat, and the chills aroused from the bottom of her heart reached her hair.

Yue Qingfeng waved her hand and held her junior sister's wrist tightly, took a deep breath, tried her best to ignore how many creatures were in the dense buildings around her when the shock wave came, and continued to walk forward with a cold gaze.

"Whoosh, whoosh...!"

The subtle sound of moving bricks attracted everyone's attention. Everyone followed the sound and found a young face in the pile of broken rubble slightly higher than the ground.

The child was covered in mud, his face was covered with fine bloodstains, his eyes were filled with a hint of despair and helplessness, and the traces of tears could still be seen vaguely.

The child's mouth opens and closes, but no sound can be heard. It may be that he has been crying for a long time, asking for help and has become mute, or he may be frightened by the huge shock wave.
To be continued...