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Chapter 2639 The hand on the edge of the stone platform

The already dark river surface became even darker. Candles were lit in the stone house, and Li Luo's long back was printed on the wall. When the candle light flickered, the shadow also moved, as if it was coming to life and filling the air.

There is a strange atmosphere.

Li Luo stood in front of the window and stared at the rain curtain for a long time. He suddenly picked up the Xiaomeng Miao knife, turned around and walked out of the house. Seeing this, Zhongli Xi hurriedly followed up and asked: "General, are you patrolling the camp?"

Li Luo responded. In the past, he had the habit of patrolling the camp when he led the army. No matter how busy the military affairs were, he would go to the camp to inspect the camp when he had free time. This was the way to lead the army. It was not that he couldn't trust the generals under his command, but just to look at the robes in the camp.

Brother, a general who can often see his soldiers will naturally gain more military morale than a general who is aloof and does not associate with his soldiers. When leading an army, military morale may not be everything sometimes, but if military morale is used, miracles can often happen.

General Zhongli Xi prepared his ponchos, left the house with Li Luo, and went to check various parts of the ancient city. The so-called patrol camp, in the eyes of ordinary people, is just a walk around, but there is something false and true in it. The Dagan Army neutralized the camp.

Flagpoles are often used as signs, and the roads between the flagpoles are guarded. No passage is allowed without flags as evidence. Soldiers must travel with three or five people in a company and are not allowed to disperse. They are not allowed to talk to outsiders without authorization. All camp gates are equipped with generals.

Guard. Anyone who crosses the camp and disturbs the order, forcibly passes through, or does not line up in a queue, the gatekeepers can kill on the spot. If the gatekeepers meet anyone who reports something at night, no one without the commanded arrows of the Chinese army will be allowed to enter. The order

He put down the calligraphy and documents just a stone's throw away from the military camp, and someone else took them to the commander. If the visitor did not hit the arrow ordered by the military, and did not have the commander's order to enter, he refused to leave or forced himself into the block to be killed. All kinds of things,

It's very strict. Mu Tianlang's army from Dagan also has similar rules. However, since Li Luo took charge of the army, these rules have changed a lot. They are loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Everything is not just a stick to the rules.

The authority to act expediently and the speed of response are second to none among the three armies. Of course, this method of leading and running the army can only be used by Mu Tianlang. The root cause is that Mu Tianlang's soldiers are well-trained, and their soldiers are all battle-hardened.

If the tough soldiers were replaced elsewhere, if they were still like this, I'm afraid this team would have dispersed long ago.

However, speaking loosely, Mu Tianlang is not as good as the Caohai soldiers. They are in groups of small and five, and they are free and happy. If something happens, these Caohai heroes who have seen the sky and fought with tigers, leopards and wolves can almost gather together in the blink of an eye.

Fighting in the military formation, and being extremely brave, he seems to be better than Mu Tianlang alone.

The wind lantern was swaying in the rain, and the light that passed through the glass cover could not shine very far, and was scattered by the rain. I could barely see what was happening five or six steps away. It was so dark that it was so dark.

The ancient city is not big, and there are soldiers guarding several entrances and exits. I can't say that it is foolproof, but the warning is enough. Seeing Li Luo personally inspecting various places in the city, these Caohai soldiers are not unusual, and occasionally they show admiration.

The look in her eyes, aside from other things, I am really squeamish about sweating. If I ask her to go on a patrol, she will probably get cold and sick. But even so, it will not damage Xiang Liuer's status in the eyes of the Caohai Cavalry.

This was especially true after the battle at Moon Shadow City.

The ancient city was still peaceful, and all the generals breathed a sigh of relief. If something were to sneak into the city in the dark on a rainy day, there would probably be another wave of people jumping on their backs. However, after this inspection, Li Luo's uneasiness not only did not weaken, but became even more intense.

A strong, indescribable aura of danger was always following him. Wherever he went, that dangerous aura followed him, like maggots in the tarsus, that would not stop dying.

There was no abnormality on either side, and Li Luo's brows furrowed more and more. However, this kind of danger was just a feeling that came out of nowhere. There was no evidence of it. He couldn't say that he felt danger, so he called his subordinates.

The generals were waiting in formation. Li Luo returned to the stone house and ordered the generals to go and have a rest. Be more careful before the rain stopped and don't be careless. The generals took the order and no one else seemed to notice anything wrong except him. Just like the voice just now, he was the only one.

One person heard it.

Li Luo had just sat down, and before he could take a sip of hot tea, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He suddenly turned around and looked back, only to see a man in white robes of skyfire standing indifferently outside the house, not holding an umbrella, just soaked in the rain, not knowing who he was.

The white robe on my body was made of such good quality that all the rainwater fell on it, and not a single drop could wet the white robe and cloak.

Li Luo looked at Tianhuo White Robe and was slightly surprised. They had been following him all the time. Except for going to Ye Shuang Town once that day, they stayed silent the rest of the time. They didn't take any rest, and maybe they didn't eat or drink.

At least he hasn't seen it.

"What's the matter?" Regardless of whether they could speak or not, Li Luo still asked. At least they understood what he meant.

The man in white robe seemed to glance at Li Luo, turned around, stretched out a hand with white gloves from under the white robe, and pointed forward. Li Luo looked at the finger direction of Tianhuo white robe, he was pointing to the stone.

At the end of the platform, on the Linghe River.

Before Li Luo could ask, suddenly a heart-wrenching stabbing pain hit his heart for no reason. Li Luo's expression changed drastically, he grabbed the Xiaomeng knife that he had just taken off, and flew out of the stone house, his body like lightning, speeding down.

This movement was a combination of wind and rain. Originally it was just rain. As Li Luo rushed out of the stone house, the wind also moved, the rain also moved, the mountains moved, the water moved, and the earth shook. Those who had not been there since they stepped into the depths of the far north

The armored knights that had moved had also moved, following behind Li Luo, rushing towards the ferry like lightning. Then before Li Luo's eyes, the water of the Ling River also moved, like boiling water, and countless bubbles burst out from the bottom of the river.

, making the river surface turbid. The originally deep but clear river water seemed to be stained with ink, and it was so thick that it made people feel nauseous. Just when Li Luo rushed to the river bank, one of his hands was rugged and thin.

, as dry as bones, wrapped in a layer of black skin, and has climbed up to the edge of the stone platform.

The dangerous aura that made him uneasy became clearer and clearer, and it was unmistakable. It was precisely because of this hand that was shaped like a water ghost. Li Luoqing shouted, and the Xiaomeng knife slashed out in the air, standing out like an iron cavalry, as sad as one

The arrow, the silver vase is broken, as gentle as a knife, the ghost grave sings at night, astonishing as a shot, earth-shattering, as stunned as a finger, the bones are broken, the river suddenly becomes silent, the night sky suddenly becomes silent, even the sound of rain is reduced, and the wind is silent for a moment

There was a stagnation, and the surroundings suddenly became quiet, as if the ancient city behind them was also isolated from this world.

Big beads of sweat dripped from Li Luo's forehead. The rain was falling from the sky, but it couldn't wash away the cold sweat on his forehead.

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