The Netherworld splits the sky and informs the ghost army that other people will be killed without mercy. This person must be captured alive and handed over to him for disposal.
With this order, Xue Duan can be said to have become famous among the entire ghost clan. Of course, this "name" is a name that makes tens of thousands of ghost clan hate him.
The ghost clan's power was overwhelming, and within two days, their troops arrived at the main city - Independent City.
The real war is about to break out.
…
"Up to the peak, the city's defenses are complete and all irrelevant personnel have been evacuated."
"General Gu sent a message that all the people in the six cities were safely returned to the city. This is the specific casualty situation."
"The front line is reporting that our soldiers' casualties have reached tens of thousands..."
In the military tent, Xue Duan was sitting in the main seat, and the entire tent was filled with a solemn atmosphere.
For three consecutive days, no one closed their eyes, almost without sleep.
Because they don't know when, the ghost tribe will attack, and they don't dare to slack off for a moment.
Now, neither the city lord nor the deputy city lord is here. Tens of thousands of ghosts are attacking from outside. If you are not careful, you will die.
The two mainstays were absent, but the Dark Emperor launched an attack at this moment. Smart people had already vaguely smelled a conspiracy.
"The secret source came to report that the city lord was indeed killed. There has been no news from the deputy city lord. I think... the situation is not good."
After listening to the reports from the people below, Xue Duan was not surprised.
At this time, Ningyu opened the curtain and walked in quickly. His face was not very good. Xue Duan took a look and motioned for everyone to go out.
"Something happened."
Sure enough, Ningyu brought back bad news.
"We just received news that the city lord was injured and is in a coma. The 10,000 independent troops sent to support suffered heavy casualties. As we expected, this is indeed a conspiracy against the city lord."
"Where's Commander Di?"
"We are leading the army back, but it is obvious that not only we have received the news, but also the ghost tribe. They will definitely send people to rob and kill them. Originally, the first army suffered a lot of casualties. If we face the ghost army head-on again at this time, I am afraid...
…There is a lot of bad luck.”
There was silence in the tent.
"Let Gu Rui go to meet him. His ninth army is most familiar with the terrain outside the city."
"That's all we can do now."
"How is the city lord injured?"
When asked about this, Ningyu's face darkened and he shook his head, "Not good."
With just two words, Xue Duan understood.
The other party was obviously going for Ling Xuewei, so he naturally took all measures, but he knew Ling Xuewei's ability best. If Netherworld Split Sky was not around, the remaining people would not have the ability to let her suffer such serious injuries.
But now...why?
There are many secret guards around the city lord to protect him. Even if the opponent's methods are extraordinary, it will not be like this.
"...What happened?"
The only thing Xue Duan could think of was that something had annoyed Ling Xuewei and made her lose her cool.
Ningyu paused and said, "Unfortunately, Mr. Gongsun from Shuiyue Pavilion... died during the confrontation with the ghost army."
The atmosphere inside the tent was slightly tense.
I see.
Xue Duan lowered his eyes. Only in this way could the usually calm city lord lose his composure. Otherwise, with Ling Xuewei's current strength, no one could seriously hurt her unless she encountered a special situation.
Outside the door, the elder of Shuiyue Pavilion was completely stiff.
The movement of lifting the curtain stopped in the air, and his face turned pale, as if he was shocked, but also seemed to be in disbelief.
After a moment, he turned around and rushed out.
Ningyu in the tent raised his eyes and glanced at the door, then lowered his eyes.
His actions were not hidden from the people around him.
Ningyu said, "The city lord is in a coma and a war is imminent. Now is the time of life and death for our independent state. We must not slack off at all. Fighting is not my specialty. I have to rely on Commander Xue to take charge. I will hand over the support from the rear to me, at least when the city lord comes back.
Before, nothing could happen to an independent state."
This was the first time that Xue Duan saw the fierce momentum from the deputy city lord.
In the past, Ningyu was gentle and courteous, treating everyone very kindly.
Compared to the sharp-edged Ninth Army Governor, Ningyu could easily be ignored. But if Ningyu was really harmless, how could he be entrusted with important responsibilities or even have a higher status than their Ninth Army?
What he said just now was obviously a compliment, but in fact, it was a secret slap on him.
And just now, Ningyu knew that the elders of Shuiyue Pavilion were outside, but deliberately revealed the news of Gongsun Yan's death in battle. In order to arouse the anger of Shuiyue Pavilion and point the finger at the Diming Palace.
Gongsun Yan's status in Shuiyue Pavilion was unknown to everyone in the entire Cang Yun realm. Once Gongsun Yan died, once Shuiyue Pavilion got the news, its anger would inevitably be directed at Diming Palace.
And how could the two geniuses who were good friends with Gongsun Yan ignore it?
I have to say, this man's scheming is really terrifying.
Xue Duan looked at the direction he left, his eyes as deep as a deep pool.
Is it just... despicable?
Xue Duan doesn't think so.
Because he is not a very upright person in the first place, so why should he pretend to be upright and judge others?
On the contrary, because of this incident, he appreciated the deputy city lord even more.
I have to say that in some aspects, they are strikingly similar.
——In order to protect the 'light' in their hearts, they are willing to turn themselves into darkness and only become that person's most loyal believer.
…
Thousands of miles away.
Shuiyue Pavilion.
In the ancient ancestral hall, when the disciples guarding the ancestral hall discovered that the soul lamp was out, they immediately rushed out crawling and rolling.
In a moment, the ancient bell of Shuiyue Pavilion, filled with fairy spirit, rang!
"What's going on?"
"This is... the assembly bell! What happened!"
Soon, countless disciples flew towards the main hall.
…
At the same time, Burning Heaven Clan and Dingtian Sect received news one after another.
"Haomiao, stop! Are you crazy?"
In the Dingtian Sect, more than a dozen disciples rushed up to stop the mad Sheng Haomiao.
The entire cave was almost destroyed by his anger.
At this moment, Sheng Haomiao's eyes were red, like an enraged beast.
"I don't believe it!! Who is it? It must be one of you who deliberately played tricks on me, right? Who is A Yan? How could he die so easily? Hahaha, I understand, you guys are joining forces to play tricks on me, right? I
You know! Okay, I'm in a good mood now, so I'll be merciful and let you go, but if anyone dares to make such ridiculous jokes again, don't blame me for being ruthless..."
The whole space was filled with his laughter, but for a long time, no one responded.
Facing Sheng Haomiao's longing but red eyes, everyone turned their heads unbearably and did not dare to look again.
Gradually, Sheng Haomiao's smile faded.
His whole body was trembling, and the color drained from his face.
"You...are joking, right?"
Seeing his disciple like this, Wu Qing sighed deeply and stepped forward, "Miao'er, don't be like this..."
"Master, tell me, nothing will happen to A Yan, right? He is the strongest among us and has always been extremely smart. As long as he wants to, no one can hurt him! How could he die in the hands of a mere ghost?!
They must have lied to me, right?" Sheng Haomiao's eyes turned red.
