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Miaojiang.

The villages are scattered among the hills.

The Holy Elder stepped on the wooden ladder and climbed the stilt house. He stood outside the window railing, staring at the saint Zuya Jinxi sitting in front of the bronze mirror in the house, and sighed.

Xuanyuan Yuheng is dead.

He knew the moment he died.

After Zu Ya and Xiangxi received the news, she was lost and sat all day long.

The Holy Elder walked into the house step by step with a crutch.

Although Xuanyuan Yuheng died, Daxia in the spring of the following year will still attack.

Because the arrow is on the string, I have to fire it!

What's more, the Northern Grassland Royal Court and some eastern forces will attack Daxia together. With the weakness of Daxia in recent years, it is difficult to resist.

At that time, if Daxia is annexed and divided, the entire Miaojiang can be strengthened and some of the glory of the ancestors when they were alive.

Xuanyuan Yuheng's death was just a martial arts powerhouse, and... a holy bell... the holy elder sighed again.

Having said that, when he received the news, he felt really upset.

He couldn't understand why Xuanyuan Yuheng's cultivation level would die? Could it be that he had touched the Heavenly Level or the Heavenly Level powerhouse took action?

But this kind of strong man will not appear in the world out of some fear. Who is Xuanyuan Yuheng killed by anyone? Is there any hidden peerless strong man in Daxia who can walk in the world?

The Holy Elder walked behind Zu Yaxian, carefully verbally, and wanted to comfort:

"He is deeply in love with you, but..."

"I just regret the holy poison in his body." Before the Holy Elder finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Zu Yaxian.

The bronze mirror reflects Zu Yaxian's charming cheeks, as well as the eternal coldness on the willow eyebrows.

The Holy Elder was slightly stunned, opened his mouth, and breathed silently before saying in a deep voice:

"If Xuanyuan Yuheng is missing, and there is also a barrier between the vast territory of Daxia, I have to find a way to contact the Northern Grassland Royal Court. Next spring, we will move at the same time."

"It's Dugu Tianqing who killed the northern border of Daxia." Zu Yayanxi said coldly:

"When Dugu Tianqing died, Wang Ting and the others would naturally understand what it means...

If the north and south attack in the east, Daxia will surely perish!”

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Zhao Wujiang came to the Imperial Hospital, and Xuanyuan Yuheng's body was parked here.

He uncovered the white cloth covering the body, and what caught his eye was Xuanyuan Yuheng's handsome and frosty pale cheeks.

This serious problem has been cut off by him, but his worries have not subsided much.

Zhao Wujiang knew in his heart that Xuanyuan Yuheng died because he was too arrogant and confident, but Xuanyuan Yuheng's death only made the wind and snow of the next spring light.

War will still break out.

Xuanyuan Yuheng is one of the leaders of the southern Xinjiang forces, but not the only leader. The Holy Elder, Saint Maiden and others who he learned from intelligence will never give up the long-planned plan.

The grassland royal court outside the northern border of Daxia will inevitably launch an attack, and there are even other surrounding countries that are ready to move.

Once the war breaks out, Daxia will usher in a multi-faceted attack.

How difficult it is to support the fall of Daxia...

Zhao Wujiang sighed, kept rubbing his fingers and staring at Xuanyuan Yuheng who had lost all his breath.

Xuanyuan Yuheng was dead, and I didn't know what would be left on the corpse. It would be great if he could get the Star-Sucking Technique. Then he smiled and shook his head, thinking that he was a little infatuated.

The Star-absorbing Technique has disappeared with Xuanyuan Yuheng's death, but he can try to use the "Formless Prajna Sutra" to deduce it to see if this martial art can be evolved again.

Unlike most people in the world who regard Star-absorbing techniques as evil skills, Zhao Wujiang even believes that when using them correctly, they will be righteous, and when using them evil, they will be evil. The key is not martial arts, but people's hearts.

He gently flicked the silver needle and laid the silver needles one by one on Xuanyuan Yuheng's corpse, observing and feeling the subtle changes.

Soon, he frowned, stabbed two silver needles into the depression of Xuanyuan Yuheng's shoulder blades, and then turned Xuanyuan Yuheng over.
Chapter completed!