"There is the place where the Camel Mountain beast is. Because the current situation is not optimistic, many monks who came to ask about the situation have gathered. Some people are not in good mood. Don't talk, wait for me to take you in."

Under the heavy rain of beans, the front end of the Yunwu Sect and the monks who went south from Tiger Wire City to cross most of the Gorgeous Ridge, Xiaoyu, a female disciple of Yunwu Sect, rang out.

Then the girl sitting on the Camel Mountain Beast slowed down the speed of the strange beasts under her, reached out to stop the carriage where Sima Annan and the young emperor were located in the rear, and the voice continued to spread:

"Stop first."

As soon as the girl's words fell, a rather noisy scolding came directly from the front. Among these sounds, there was reluctance and anger:

"In order to pass through this Yunwu Strait Ridge, we have given you all our life savings to Yunwu Sect. Now we are only halfway, and the elders of the masters around us are buried in the mouth of the fog beast.

"Now I am waiting here, not to ask for an explanation, but to seek a safe place. It is too chilling for your Yunwu Sect to be so desperate!"

As soon as this was said, the monks gathered in front of the Tuoshan Beast agreed, and even more noisy sounds came out:

"Yes, now that the fog beasts are rioting, even if we continue to move forward, we will definitely not be able to survive, and let us go in. When the Yunwu Sect has so many tents, why don't we wait for me to wait?

"I charge such expensive money for us, but now I am so cold. This is how Yunwu Sect does business?"

With increasingly anxious emotions, these monks began to swarm forward, rushing to the defense line composed of disciples of Yunwu Sect. What's more, they took out the dazzling fairy coins from their arms, waving them while shouting:

"As long as I get in, these immortal coins are all yours!"

However, these measures were useless. Instead, the disciples of Yunwu Sect raised their hands together and blew out a palm in front. As the energy surged, people suddenly turned over and over, and then several disciples quickly walked out between the gaps and walked forward.

After dozens of breaths, these disciples came to Xiaoyu, a female disciple who was waiting for a camel beast, and a slightly anxious voice came out:

"Sister Xiaoyu, the road ahead is surrounded to death. I'm afraid I have to change the place to get to the Camel Mountain beast."

After the words came, the girl's face changed a little. Finally, she shook her head and said:

"It's too late. Now there are more and more monks gathering around. The Camel Mountain Beast immediately got up and continued to move forward, and then called some disciples and we rushed over."

This was heard, Xiaoyu stopped talking, and shook the reins suddenly. She ignored Sima Annan and others in the back and rushed forward first. Then the voice came:

"There are monks gathering in front of you. Whether you can follow the crowd depends on your own ability. If you can't keep up, don't blame me."

After saying that, the girl rushed into the rolling fog in front of her, but after several breaths, there was no carriage behind her.

This made the former's face change more violently. Finally, he thought of his master's instructions just now, and bit his lip, turned around and turned to the camel beast, and turned back the same way.

After a while, the carriage that was still staying in place appeared in front of Xiaoyu. The latter's face appeared. Just as he was about to ask, he saw Sima Annan turning his head in front and a glance came directly.

What a vast gaze this is.

It was like a river of time spanning the world, rushing in a mighty way, ignoring any shackles in space and blasting into the sea of ​​consciousness of the female disciple of the Yunwu Sect.

At this moment, this girl named Xiaoyu sank into this Hanoi of time as if she were to experience what a moment is ten thousand years.

"Um."

After a low cry, the girl fell directly from the camel beast and hit the ground for a long time before she came to her senses and looked forward with her extremely frightened eyes.

Then, in Xiaoyu's sight, the curtain of the carriage that had not been moved was pushed away by a slender hand, followed by Zhang Jiwei's young, but handsome and majestic face like a god-exiled immortal.

The next breath, the young man poked out half of his body in the carriage, and everyone around him bowed respectfully. Even the fog that kept rising and falling around him surrendered as if he had seen the master and stopped flowing.

The world fell into silence, and then a murmuring sound came from Zhao Yu's mouth:

"It's really a rich dragon harp."

As the sound fell, Zhao Yu turned his gaze to the side, his ebony-like eyes, as if he was directly looking at the thick fog in front of him, and the crisscrossing mountains in nothingness, directly emerged a golden dragon roaring to the sky, and Yin Wen, the third prince standing above the dragon head.

"Your Majesty, the Central Kingdom should have waited for the goal."

"Yes, the movement is really not small."

After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he seemed to have thought of something, and walked out of the carriage completely, and continued to speak:

"It would be fine if Wensheng didn't hold a sword, but once he picked up the sword, he always felt that he was stubborn than Wu Xiu. Could it be that they had never killed anyone with their own hands and did not know the horror of life when it flowed between his fingers?"

"Your Majesty, that third prince Yin Wen, may have never cut off his head with his own hands."

After Sima Annan's response came out, a little smile appeared on his face. He reached out to take an umbrella and then opened it. He held it in front of Zhao Yu. The voice sounded again:

"But this time he was very calm. He had not returned to Tangdu for so long after he went south from our northern border, but stayed in Shuihu County for more than half a year.

"If this time he can severely damage the team that went south to Tiance Palace, then it can basically be confirmed that the old king of the Central Kingdom will pass the position to him."

"Maybe for the old king, Yin Wen was an unexpected surprise. He was able to be a storyteller in Shenjing City for two years, so he naturally did not lack patience."

Facing the umbrella that Sima Annan held, Zhao Yu waved his hand and signaled that he didn't need it. Then he sat down next to Liang Po, and Sima Annan's inquiry sounded in his ears:

"Your Majesty, should we hold the thing in the hands of the Tiance Palace?"

Although Sima Annan's question was light, it contained a trembling majesty. Then Zhao Yu waved his hand, and the emperor's voice sounded:

"I just thought about it. If Yin Wen can get this thing, I will not participate. The situation in the central government is very delicate and I need such a thing to take a breath.

"On the other hand, we also need time to deploy more in the Central Plains of Taixuan Land. Compared to this somewhat useless quarter magic array, I am actually more interested in the so-called Ten Sages of the Holy Court Wugong."

After finishing his speech, Zhao Yu reached out and touched his chin, turning his gaze to Xiaoyu, a female disciple who fell on the ground, and a faint voice continued to come:

"If one can be killed, that would be even better!"
Chapter completed!