Maybe other cultivators don't care about the survival of the Fengrong Empire at all, but Yan Xi is different. Although the late emperor who he regarded as his confidant has left Hexi, he has already fulfilled his promise to protect Fengrong for five years.
Many years have passed, but his feelings for Fengrong are extraordinary, that is his hometown.
"Explain the situation to Rong Che and he will know how powerful it is." Nalan Lianyue said.
Yan Xi nodded thoughtfully.
Nalan Lianyue took his hand and said, "How about we go over and have a look when we go back?"
Yan Xi thought for a while, nodded, and explained the process and results of the trip to Rong Che and Mr. Bao respectively, so that they could be fully prepared.
The two of them flew with their swords and walked around the territory of Fengrong. They found that most of the people had no worries about food and clothing and lived a prosperous life. They saw a prosperous scene.
Yan Xi and his wife were very happy. No matter what the emperor's character was, at least he could maintain the empire left by the late emperor, and he was a qualified emperor.
This trip also strengthened their determination to protect Fengrong.
So even though Duo Yue had already made it clear that he was powerful and blocked their way, they still wanted to make some efforts. Thinking that they were already near the Ghost Sword Gate, they went to visit Hong Jin.
But this time they didn't mention Rong Che. They only said that what is now at the old site of Jiuyou Sect is not the remnant of the former demon cultivators, but the Mo camp established by the demon cultivators who were previously picked out from various sects. Mo camp has been established for four years.
In the past five years, there has never been anything harmful to the world. This time is an exception. We should not surround the entire Mo Ying for this. We just need to let Mo Ying hand over the culprit and give him the punishment he deserves.
Hong Jin hesitated. After all, demon cultivators, whether they do evil or not, are completely different from their immortal ways. As the saying goes, those who are not my race must have different minds!
However, he did not doubt the purpose of Yan Xi's visit. After all, the Gui Yi Sect never paid much attention to family background, and this was known to all Taoist sects in the world.
He really wanted to give face to his former goddess Nalan Lianyue, but he had just contacted Duoyue not long ago and had already agreed to send people to participate in the encirclement and suppression.
Nalan Lianyue saw his dilemma, so she had to do the next best thing and ask him to find a reason to delay for a few days.
This was not difficult. Hong Jin readily agreed. Seeing that the goal was achieved, Yan Xi and Nalan Lianyue stood up to leave. Hong Jin politely asked someone to stay as a guest.
Naturally, the two of them would not really stay and declined.
By the time Mrs. Hong got the news and came dressed up, Yan Xi and his wife had already left the Ghost Sword Sect.
Hong Jin's eyes lit up when he saw his wife: "Madam, you haven't dressed up like this in many years!"
Mrs. Hong hurriedly rushed to face Nalan Lianyue at home. She was in a very unhappy mood. After hearing this, she glared at Hong Jin: "How about dressing up? What if you don't dress up?"
Hong Jin still didn't understand his wife's mood. He still lamented on his channel: "Sure enough, a man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. My wife looks quite decent when she is dressed like this!"
When Mrs. Hong heard such overtly complimentary and understated words, she was furious. A dangerous light flashed in her eyes, but she pursed her lips and smiled, approaching Hong Jin softly...
"Ouch!" Hong Jin tilted his head and begged for mercy, "Madam, please be merciful!"
It turned out that Mrs. Hong approached Hong Jin with a smile, but she grabbed his ears and rubbed them back and forth with her two delicate jade fingers. Poor Hong Jin did not dare to use his spiritual power to protect him, and he was suffering from the pain.
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Mrs. Hong was not tall, so her arms felt sore when she faced the taller Hong Jin, so she pulled her cruelly, and Hong Jin's body quickly lowered with his ears, and she kept pleading: "Madam, it hurts.
Madam! Be gentle, these disciples are watching!"
Hong Jin was extremely embarrassed. When several disciples stood guard at the door, they were used to this kind of thing. However, for the sake of Hong Jin's majesty as the leader of the sect, they had no choice but to suppress their laughter and almost suffered internal injuries.
The more Mrs. Hong thought about it, the angrier she became. Just now, she was reading a storybook in her room to kill time. When she felt tired, she went out for a walk. As a result, she heard several female disciples talking, saying that the master received a couple who were like gods.
, that magnanimity around him, that style that he has only ever seen in his life.
Madam Hong thought it was just the little girls who were ignorant, but she happened to meet a disciple who was walking with his head down. After asking casually, she found out that it was Yan Xi and... Nalan Lianyue!
She was about to run to the main hall right now. After all, the couple came hand in hand, and you, Hong Jin, didn't let the head's wife come out to receive her!
But she immediately thought that the way she looked now was really not suitable for meeting guests, so she hurried back to the room, rummaged through the cabinets to find the most luxurious set of clothes, and asked the proud female disciple, the one who loved the most stinky beauty, to put on makeup and comb her hair.
, I rushed over after dressing up, but who knew I would miss it?
At this time, Hong Jin was mocking her for her slovenliness... Mrs. Hong said she absolutely couldn't stand it!
The disciples of the Ghost Sword Sect have become accustomed to each other doing their own things. Anyway, the master will not really kill the master. It is just a little physical pain. Do cultivators still care about this?
Mr. Bao looked solemn after receiving Yan Xi's letter from Feijian. They had long been accustomed to considering issues based on the Xuanmen sect, but they had really not considered Rong Che's identity as Prince Feng Rong.
Now that I think about it, all the previous heroic words can only be gone with the wind.
After calming down, Mr. Bao began to think about how to proceed with this matter.
And the elders who went out to lobby all came back. I bet everyone had similar experiences and the progress was not very good.
Fortunately, they were all cautious and did not reveal that Rong Che was also a demon cultivator.
The group of people were at a loss. After all, it was far-fetched for Gui Yimen to intervene in the Mo camp without revealing Rong Che's identity. At this time, everyone was extremely hopeful that Yan Qingzheng could come back to take charge of the overall situation, even if she said that she would have nothing to do with the world's Xuanmen.
As enemies, they are willing to follow closely, but now no one dares to take the initiative.
After much deliberation, they could only decide to secretly help Mo Ying or persuade Rong Che to evacuate those demon cultivators as soon as possible.
Rong Che has returned to Moying. In the past few days since he left, there have been many more Xuanmen people watching around. Zhou Kehong is worried. When he heard Rong Che's concerns, he also had a sad face.
"Otherwise, we should retreat and find a place with a cat. After three to five years, this group of people will lose patience and disperse."
Rong Che shook his head: "This is not a long-term solution. If we retreat this time, it will confirm our reputation as evil people. We can only choose to confront them head-on. If we cannot correct our name this time, we will never see the light of day."
Zhou Kehong felt that he was almost bored to death. He thought that he should fight head-on. Half of the hundred or so people were ordinary cultivators, and their overall strength was very poor. How could he fight with them!
"By the way, I can't show up."
Rong Che added this sentence again, making Zhou Kehong almost curse.
"Then tell me, how to fight?"
"We don't go out to fight, we defend."
"How to keep it?"
"I said, I brought a lot of... things back this time, and the cultivators outside will not be able to break through our protective shield for a while, so we will talk to them through the protective shield, and we can listen or not.
"
"But..." Zhou Kehong said hesitantly, "No matter how powerful the protective shield is, it will be broken through one day!"
Rong Che glanced at him sideways and emphasized: "I told you, I went back to get a lot of things this time, and there are a lot of protective shields!"
Zhou Kehong was dumbfounded and stammered: "What...what do you mean?"
"Seeing that the protective shield is about to be unable to hold up, we will quickly install another one!"
"This...is this okay?"
"Why not? The protective shield is easy to set up. They can deal with us in a wheel battle. Let's do a protective shield relay and tire them out!"
Zhou Kehong suddenly felt that maybe Rong Che was really the devil.
At first, he always felt that his character was too upright, and he would never be able to suppress the many demon kings in the demon world. The road to demon lord would basically die not far from the starting point. But today, he opened his eyes. Although Rong Che is an upright person, his brain is definitely easy to use.
, don’t be so pedantic when it’s time to use your brain!
It’s really unexpected!
"Okay...yes, but what if they are determined to surround us and take turns waiting for us?"
"We have a teleportation array, so supply is not a problem, and they have come from afar and formed a temporary alliance. It's okay for a short time, but over time, this supply problem... will be a headache for them."
Zhou Kehong wanted to praise Rong Che, but he couldn't think of any other adjectives besides "insidious" and "cunning" in his mind, so he had to give up.
"Then we...just watch them fight without fighting back?"
"Well, we can set up a formation within a formation. The protective shield will be raised two levels first, leaving a distance of ten meters between the two levels. Let's talk about negotiations first and let them choose a few people to come over. Then we will control them inside the protective shield.
Stay here and let them put the enemy on the line. This way, they should be able to talk to us properly."
"Oh..." Those two words appeared nakedly in Zhou Kehong's eyes again.
Rong Che didn't pay attention and continued: "But they may have said something righteous and gave up the lives of those people... At this time, we will pretend to break the protective shield and introduce some of the people leading them into the protective shield.
Beat up!"
"Split...divide and attack?" Zhou Kehong's brain was a little exhausted. Who the hell is from the demon world?
Sure enough, he is still the most insidious human being!
Oh, yes, Rong Che was born as a demon, but he is actually more powerful as a demon cultivator!
At this moment, Zhou Kehong was thinking about these things in a mess.
"Yes, we don't need to confront them head-on. When they are tired, we will push the culprit out and say that we have punished the evildoers. If they don't know it yet, they will give up and we will do it all over again.
Reply, anyway, we have plenty of resources and plenty of time!" Rong Che said expressionlessly, his eyes still so upright, which made Zhou Kehong feel in a daze, thinking that his eyesight was not very good, how could a person be so calculating?
He still looked upright.
The two of them agreed on some details and left separately. However, Rong Che's steps were always firm, but Zhou Kehong's steps were frivolous, obviously deeply stimulated!
And Rong Che came to the dungeon where the demon cultivator who committed evil without permission was imprisoned. There was one thing that only he could do.