A middle-aged man wearing armor stood on the city wall, his deep eyes looking at other countries in the distance, his face as sharp as an axe, covered with wind and frost.
He is the famous divine general of Daqian Kingdom, Ye Hao’s father, Ye Mu.
A middle-aged man wearing blue brocade clothes quickly walked up the city wall, came behind Ye Mu, and said, "General."
Ye Mu turned around, glanced at him, smiled, and asked, "Just came back?"
The man in green brocade clothes smiled and nodded.
He is one of the seven army commanders under Ye Mu, Yu Ao, and also Yi Xi's superior officer.
Ye Mu looked into the distance again.
Yu Ao pondered for a moment, then carefully considered: "The eldest lady and Gao Shuyun jointly gave Yi Xi an order to go to Qingzhou to kill Zhang He and Ye Hao..."
Speaking of this, Yu Ao glanced at Ye Mu and saw that his expression did not change, so he continued: "I missed it and returned."
A hint of surprise appeared on Ye Mu's unwavering face, but the surprise disappeared in a flash.
He turned his head again, looked at Yu Ao, and asked: "Tell me specifically, how did you miss?"
Yu Ao replied: "I just asked Yi Xi. He said that Ye Hao had reached the first level of Xuanwu and mastered the rudimentary form of sword intent. At the same time, Ye Hao had arranged a set of Xuanji sword formations in Zhizhou Mansion beforehand. In this way, he could be directly defeated Defeated."
Ye Mu pondered for a moment and asked, "What do you think about this matter?"
"Yi Xi was a little reckless and underestimated the enemy. I have already punished him severely." Yu Ao said, "Ye Hao has a great opportunity. As far as I know, about a year ago, Master Ye Hao was not able to practice. Now it is so short. He has already entered the realm of martial arts in a short period of time, which is really unbelievable.”
Ye Mu fell into deep thought again. He knew better. He knew that the restriction on Ye Hao was released about half a month ago. It only took Ye Hao more than half a month to reach the first level of Gaowu. One year.
Ye Mu has seen many peerless geniuses. Compared with those geniuses, he is as weak as a straw. But with Ye Hao's cultivation speed, he is enough to compete with those geniuses.
To be honest, Ye Mu was quite surprised. He originally wanted to let Ye Hao fend for himself, but he didn't expect that he would rise in a small place like Qingzhou.
"General, I would like to ask you boldly, what is your attitude towards Young Master Ye Hao? We need to make a decision as soon as possible. I think that with Young Master Ye Hao's ability, he will be able to confront the First Lady soon. I am afraid that there will be chaos in the general's palace. ." Yu Ao couldn't help but said.
Ye Mu couldn't help but stretched out his hand to rub his eyebrows. He seemed to have a headache. He thought about it and said, "I have my own plan for this matter, so don't worry about it. Don't interfere in my family's affairs anymore." It happened to several other people at the same time. In addition, you found an opportunity to beat Gao Shuyun, but you actually used it on me. Are you tired of living? And Guan Qingsheng died in Qingzhou. It was because of his lack of strength, no one can blame him!"
Yu Ao was nervous and responded hurriedly: "Yes!"
Ye Mu added: "Recently, you have focused all your energy on Qianmen. I guess their next wave of assassinations is not far away. This time, I will make Qianmen suffer a lot."
A flash of murderous intent flashed across Ye Mu's face.
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Ye Yuntian and three others rode horses and arrived at the outskirts of Qingyang Mountain in two days.
There are various simple markets scattered around Qingyang Mountain for hundreds of miles. Here you can still see people dressed as prodigal sons. They wear bamboo hats, swords on their waists, and have indifferent faces. They are all here to hunt for treasures.
After all, Qingyang Mountain is the place where the Qinghong Sect is located. Even though the war that year has destroyed all the core of the sect, the disciples who died that year are everywhere, and they may have kungfu, martial arts or elixirs in their hands. Medicine and the like.
These things are a huge temptation for casual cultivators in the three nearby states and even the entire Daqian Kingdom.
Along the way, although they saw many warriors dressed as prodigal sons, they saw that Ye Yuntian was traveling with two weak little girls. They looked like disciples of wealthy families, and they did not dare to provoke them at all.
This made Zhang Ruoer, who had been eager to try on horseback, a little disappointed.
When it was about to get dark, Ye Yuntian and the other three came to a market place at the foot of Qingyang Mountain, found a relatively high-end inn and stayed in. They asked for three rooms, one for each person.
As soon as the three of them returned to the bedroom, a group of people walked into the simple lobby.
There was a man and a woman at the head. The woman was petite, dressed in black and wearing a bamboo hat. She was Guan Siran.
Next to Guan Siran was a tall young man with a pair of eagle eyes and an aggressive look. His aura made everyone around him feel a chill.
This person is Guan Siran's senior brother, and also the senior senior brother of Yueshen Sect's true disciple, Wang Ziang.
To be able to become the senior brother of a sect such as Yueshen Sect, Wang Ziang's talent and strength can crush the younger generation of Daqian Kingdom. He has already reached the peak of the fifth level of martial arts, and is just around the corner from the sixth level of martial arts. .
His strength far exceeds that of the young sect leader Guan Siran.
Guan Siran's cultivation at the fourth level of martial arts was not enough to become the young sect leader of the Yueshen Sect, but she had people to support her and her talent was not to the point where mud could not hold up the wall, so she became the young sect leader.
The three people behind Guan Siran and Wang Ziang are also true disciples of the Yueshen Sect, and their cultivation levels are between the second level and the fourth level of Gaowu. With the cultivation of their group, in this area of Qingyang Mountain, , enough to walk sideways.
As soon as he walked into the lobby, a junior brother in gray clothes behind Wang Ziang quickly stepped forward, took out a large denomination of coins, slapped it on the shopkeeper's table, and said loudly: "Come to the five rooms! "
The little old shopkeeper behind the table saw that these people must have extraordinary backgrounds, so he did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly said: "Guests, the rooms in our hotel are all of the same specifications, there is no distinction between upper and lower. The three people who came just now asked for three rooms. There are only four rooms left at the moment.”
"I'll pay ten times the price to get those three people out." The gray-clothed disciple of Yueshen Sect said very domineeringly.
The little old shopkeeper looked confused and said nonchalantly: "This... doesn't seem to be good, does it?"
The gray-clothed disciple released a touch of true energy and said angrily: "Go if you are told to go, you are grinding and chirping, believe it or not, I will kill you with one palm!"
The little old shopkeeper felt that the guy in front of him who looked like a retinue was actually in the realm of high martial arts. He didn't dare to delay. He immediately went upstairs on his short legs and knocked on the door on the east side of the three rooms.
Zhang Ruoer opened the door and asked with a smile: "Shopkeeper, do you have any instructions?"
The little old shopkeeper said: "Girl, we have another guest down here. There is a room missing. Can you squeeze in and make another room available?" This chapter has been completed!