In the temple of General Fubo.

Wei Ye held the Shui Mansion Walking Flag and stared at the shadow of the tablet left on the wall in front of him.

Behind him, the young people in the Yishe Society led by Tieshan, the refugees he rescued by him, and the Lizheng, Minsheng, and even those who were forcibly arrested by him, even those in the closed courtyards, were staring at him steadily through the cracks in the door.

They may not be able to explain any major truth, and they have no clear understanding of Wei Ye, the military officer of the Sili Department. But everyone knows that this young Beijing official who seems to be a bit unreliable is the pillar of the sky that they rely on for their shelter!

This is also a kind of kindness that everyone will never be able to repay in their lifetime!

I don’t know when someone bowed to Wei Ye’s back.

Was he worshiping Ma Yuan, the Marquis of Xinxi, or the military service in Wei Ye? I am afraid that the person who fell to the ground at the beginning could not be explained clearly. Everyone just vaguely felt that the figure who looked a little hung on his shoulders was worth the worship!

The man with a flat patch on his head and his body bowed down, the little woman with red and swollen eyes cried, and the confused child was taken down by the toothless old lady. Finally, the old men with gray hair looked at me and I looked at you. The oldest among them also bowed down, and then a large number of people followed him bowed down.

Wei Ye's face remained motionless, and he still turned his back to them. He also knocked the shadow left by the tablet with the Shuifu Xingbo flag in his hand: "Marquis Xinxi, don't take Qiao. You can't explain it clearly at this moment, and I can't explain who they are worshiping. Maybe they are worshiping you, maybe they are worshiping me, but what they worship is actually the descendants of the two saints of Yan and Huang, the descendants of the Chinese gods, the little bit of great aura that has never been used for thousands of years! When Emperor Guangwu was established and the Western Qiang army was wiped out by you, you are sanctioning it with one hand. Now it is the end of the Han Dynasty that the Han Dynasty is about to decline, these coyote-like Qiang people smelled the smell of rotten corpses emitted by the old empire before their death...

"At this time, the prospects of Liangzhou are not very optimistic... But in the vast summer, there should be heroes who stand up to inherit your original career! At this time, don't say that you were a minister of the Han Dynasty at the time, even if you simply went to the end of the separatist career with Wei Xiang, now you don't have to worry about whether the world is surnamed Liu or Ma..."

If these words are to be heard by the people who kneeling down outside the hall, perhaps the hearts of the people who have finally been running around in the middle of the night will be disturbed by these unjust words. However, with Wei Ye's urging, a faint divine light illuminated in the hall.

Wei Ye held the Shui Mansion Running Flag, looked at the divine light with a smile, and pressed the sword technique to the flag pole, shouting softly: "On the day before yesterday, in Hou Taiyi, Lingwei Cave Yang Dies the Ghost Yin, and the three days of righteousness to break the reverse energy!"

A ray of light rose from the Shui Mansion Xingbo flag, but it was a blooming fire lotus. Above the lotus room, a small fire sword stood. Then, the fire sword merged into the same place with the divine light.

Such a mysterious scene was already crowded outside the hall, but people could not see it. In their eyes, they could only see a burning red light that suddenly rose from the hall, and then this light enveloped the entire General Fubo Temple!

People could no longer say anything else when they faced this scene. They just raised their heads in great surprise, with an incredible look on their faces.

"General Fu Bo has shown his saint!"

"We are still saved in Hei Shui City!"

Wei Ye waved the flag in his hand that seemed to be burning and walked towards Tieshan.

At this moment, Wei Ye also had a burning red light on his body, looking at Tieshan in front of him: "Marquis Xinxi finally sold my official face, and there is still a possibility of turning the tables tonight! How about it, Brother Tie, do you dare to follow me to take another bet?"

Tieshan looked at his unreasonably young lord, and according to the military rules, he clasped his fists and saluted: "The last general's gambling fortune has not been very good, but this battle depends entirely on his lord."

Wei Ye laughed and then raised the banner: "Brothers of the Yishe Society, follow my official to fight to the West City. This time, we will make this rebellion settled!"

Responding to him was a uniform shout: "I'm sure to accept the order!"

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If someone looks down in the night sky, you can vaguely see that the east and west parts of Heishui City are now occupied by two completely different but with the same distinct colors.

The corpse green with a rotten aura has occupied most of the West City, and there are still scattered corpse green spreading towards the east of the city.

And above the East City, a dazzling red light suddenly rose. The red light contained a pure and dry aura, centered on the Fubo Temple and did not spread outward. However, within the range of the red light, the green spots of the corpse were dissipating rapidly.

If you look carefully, you will find that the red light is faintly formed into a piece of text, forming a sword talisman. The point where the sword tip points is the center of the West City, the Great Lishu Temple, which is already covered by green clouds.

In the Great Buddhist Temple, Old Man Ibn, or Bahram, Zilin Jun, and Helan Gong, were wearing several vests as the saint, sitting slanted on the fire altar, closing his eyes and sleeping.

However, he murmured to himself: "What a pure flame, it is obviously a Taoist magic, but it perfectly simulates the breath of the gods. One of the benefits of living a long life is that you can have such surprises at any time."

As he muttered himself, a sharp voice interrupted the thoughts of the incarnation of the god:

"Master, big things are not good! Big things are not good!"

With the screams of these sounds, the fire demon who turned into a raven flew down from the skylight: "The Taoist priest drew the fire of the Burning Evil into a formation, covering General Fubo's temple. The matter behind this is probably going to be tricky!"

To this subordinate who brought bad news, the incarnation of the god just waved his hand boredly, and then said, "There are some demonic energy outside the city moving around. Please warn them not to try to get involved in this war."

In response to this, the fire demon suddenly showed a look of embarrassment, shook his wings, and hesitated: "I tried to disperse them, but the other party... the other party didn't listen at all!"
Chapter completed!