In the quiet room, Xia Ziyan sat at the table, looking at the huge imperial carriage on the wall, with her expression on her face extremely calm.
That complete map of the imperial carriage occupied a whole wall, which was densely marked with all the towns in the Jiuzhou of China. Dozens of towns had red glows.
There is exactly the area that the Rakshasa legion has occupied.
However, these towns with red lights occupied too few areas on the map, not even one ten thousand. The first 120 legions invaded by the Rakshasa people were placed in the vast territory of China with tens of billions of people.
In the area, it was just like sprinkling a handful of sand into the sea. On the map, red light gradually weakened and finally extinguished, indicating that the invading Rakshasa legion had been strangled by the Chinese army and monks.
On the map, from the direction of the city of Holy Light in the Rakshasa Kingdom, faint red lines extend out, connecting with the town with the flashing red light. In addition, some red lines point to the place where the red light does not flash, that is the Rakshasa Army
Where it was about to appear, Xia Ziyan's jade hand gently waved, and these red lines were twisted and they were all entangled together.
Xia Ziyan knew that as long as she wanted, the directions pointed by these red lines could be fixed, and the mortal legion of the Rakshasa people could appear in a designated area as she wanted.
However, she sighed softly, waved her jade hand, and the entangled red lines spread out again, pointing to the town they were originally pointing to.
In a corner of the room, a small teleportation array quietly lit up. Xia Ziyan stood up, walked to the full map of Huangyu, and gently tapped it in Luoyang City. The full map of Huangyu suddenly lit up, and the full map of Huangyu was teleported.
Severe spatial fluctuations began to emanate from the array.
A sky shadow stone on the edge of the map also lit up, with a sea of blood outside Luoyang City. A young man like a javelin stood in a daze in a pool of blood all over the ground.
Xia Ziyan carried the fairy sword and stepped into the teleportation array. The teleportation array suddenly lit up, and Xia Ziyan's figure disappeared into the quiet room.
The next moment, her figure appeared in the north of Luoyang City!
On the edge of the desert, on the layers of corpses of the Rakshasa people, there was a black-haired young man standing with a gun. There were many Chinese monks flying around in this area, but no one could find the figure of the young man.
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The young man did not notice Xia Ziyan in the air either.
Xia Ziyan stared at the young man below with beautiful eyes, and a faint look of excitement on her pretty face. For a thousand years, how could she remain indifferent when she saw this person again?
However, this excitement has nothing to do with love!
The black-haired young man was unaware of anything, and focused his attention at the blood-stained Gobi Desert in front of him, his face gloomy and gloomy.
Xia Ziyan suddenly felt a little inexplicable feeling in her heart, and she snorted: "Uncle, I killed tens of millions of Orthodox Christians overnight in the desert. How powerful was it at that time? Now that I saw this little Rakshasa corpse,
Can't stand it? Thousands of years ago, you weren't like this!"
"It seems that killing people thousands of miles away is still very different from being on a bloody battlefield!"
It feels different when you stand at different distances to see something. Xia Ziyan is ridiculing Chen Yuxiang here, but she didn't expect that when she was watching "uncle" thousands of miles away, her emotions had such fluctuations? Now it's a thousand years later
When she saw it at such a close distance again, her mood was also extremely exciting.
Xia Ziyan stared straight at the black-haired young man below, with no other eyes in her eyes. The past events of a thousand years ago surged into her heart, causing her expression to change drastically. On her pretty face, her expression was extremely
Complexity, some melancholy, some joy, some excitement, some hatred, some memories... All kinds of extreme emotions flashed through her face, but the direction of her staring never changed.
The black-haired young man suddenly lit up and flew quickly towards Luoyang City. Xia Ziyan was stunned for a moment, and her body flashed and was about to follow, but finally she suddenly stopped and stopped in the void.
"Aunt, it's been a thousand years! I've seen him again!"
"I am ready to accept the fate you arranged for me. I have no strength to resist."
"Aunt, after he returns, his strength increases so quickly! I won't be able to see him for long!"
"The Xia family has been rich for thousands of years, and it has finally become a passing cloud. However, this wealth is what you gave me by my aunt, so I can't be too greedy!"
"Actually, I have tried to hinder his growth, but I can't do it at all. This is destiny and no one can stop it!"
"Aunt, I am too tired. I give up any efforts and bear the fate you arranged for me. Let it come if it should come! Let it happen if it should happen!"
Xia Ziyan talked quietly in her heart, and there was already a mist appearing in her pair of water-cut pupils...
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Luoyang City does not have a strict air ban. Not flying above the city is just a conventional rule, so it is naturally not listed during wartime. Now, on the battlefield north of Luoyang City, monks fly out of the city to watch this spectacular scene from time to time, and there are also
Many brave shepherds came to the battlefield in groups and searched for useful items from the Rakshasa soldiers.
The items left behind are quite considerable, including 50,000 heavy cavalry, plus 100,000 elite entourage troops. Naturally, the practitioners do not look down on these things and do not need them, but it is rare for the shepherds on the Leyouyuan.
A valuable thing. A four-meter-long battle gun is worth a lot of money, and those armor made of stainless steel are also valuable.
When Chen Yuxiang entered Luoyang City, his heart was still in chaos. He had always imagined what this national war would look like, but he didn't expect it to be the current scene. Is this a complete chaos war?
Immortal House is a restaurant located between the City Lord's Mansion and Zhaixing Tower. The drinkers coming and going are all cultivators. Chen Yuxiang also came to the melancholy young man Zhang Tiezhu once after saving Yiyi from the Tianying Secret spy.
At this time, Chen Yuxiang was in a little confused. When he saw the sign of the Immortal House, he suddenly remembered the famous wine immortal here, so he walked in.
Chen Yuxiang sat down at a window on the second floor, ordered two pots of Xianrenzui and a few exquisite dishes, and drank and poured them on his own.
The restaurant is the place where the news is delivered the fastest. When Chen Yuxiang arrived here, he naturally had the intention of inquiring about some news. A war had just happened outside Luoyang City, and the most enthusiastic thing about the drinkers now is this news.
"Hey! I have lived for more than 200 years. This is the first time I have seen so many Rakshasa people! More than 100,000 people, tsk tsk! I don't know how Rakshasa people came here!" An old man in the foundation-building stage photographed
The table, loud and authentic.
"No matter how you come, you're just coming to die!" The old man in the Foundation Establishment Stage opposite sneered, "The Rakshasa people are really ridiculous. I'm shooting these mortal troops to attack Luoyang City? I'm really looking for death! I'm looking for death!"
A monk from the next table picked up a glass of wine and drank it all, and slapped it heavily on the table, shook his head and said, "It's been half a day, and the city lord's mansion has not given a statement. What's going on? Also,
What the hell is the layer of red mist covered in the Luoyang Desert now?"
"I guess the city lord is also confused!" Another monk said, "The layer of things in the desert cannot be touched! Just now, a few guys from Tianying touched the layer of red mist, but they were directly sucked.
I went in! I don’t know if I’m dead or alive now!”
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Listening to the discussions of the drinkers, Chen Yuxiang shook his head. It was obvious that the monks in Luoyang City were also confused now and did not know what was going on. In contrast, he knew more by relying on his spiritual sense.
However, the doubts in his heart could not be resolved. How did this melee situation cause? Why did such a battle only happen in China? Why did the official response in China so slowly and have not given an effective response yet?
And when will this national war, the real decisive battle, and the war between monks really start?
At this time, a pair of monks who looked like lovers walked up the stairs. The man was tall and had a melancholy look on his handsome face. The woman was graceful and beautiful, and looked extremely well-behaved.
The melancholy young man was obviously a regular customer here. After coming up, he nodded to several drinkers, and everyone also gave him a greeting with a smile. At this time, the young man suddenly found Chen Yuxiang sitting alone by the window. His eyes immediately lit up and he pulled the woman away quickly.
Come over and say in surprise: "Fellow Taoist, why are you here?"
Chen Yuxiang saw that this was not Zhang Tiezhu of the Zhang family? The woman who was following him was Mei Yuyan, the dancer of Zhaixing Tower. Now Mei Yuyan is dressed as a young woman, and obviously has officially followed Zhang Tiezhu.
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Zhang Tiezhu happened to be with Chen Yuxiang during the trial of Zhaixing Tower, and it was considered an old friend to meet him. Chen Yuxiang raised his glass and smiled slightly, "Brother Zhang, long time no see you."
"Brother, the dragon, but the tail, it's rare to see him today. I'm here today. I must have two drinks with you!" Zhang Tiezhu laughed. At this time, he has entered the foundation-building stage.
When I saw Chen Yuxiang, who was still in the "foundation stage", I was no longer called a senior, but the excitement on my face was extremely sincere.
At Zhang Tiezhu's kind invitation, Chen Yuxiang refused and just followed the two into a private room.
Zhang Tiezhu called the waiter and ordered a large table of sumptuous dishes. Then he drove away the waiter, stroked his hands, set up the simplest soundproof barrier, and said to the gentle woman beside him: "Yuyan, this person is right."
It’s Brother Shen Han, a master of the Wudang Sect. Brother Shen is very good at making great efforts. This brother was the one who helped me get rid of the cold poison on my body!”
Mei Yuyan smiled slightly, and was indescribably elegant and gentle: "Tiezhu, how could I not know this Brother Shen? Have you forgotten? You brought him to see my sword dance!"
"Oh! Yes! Yes Yes!" Zhang Tiezhu patted his head, "Yes, why did I forget this matter! It should be punished! It should be punished!" After saying that, he picked up the wine glass and slowly drank a glass of immortal drunkenness.
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Mei Yuyan glanced at Zhang Tiezhu coquettishly, and there was infinite affection in her beautiful eyes.
Chen Yuxiang looked at the affectionate two people and suddenly remembered the trial at Zhaixing Tower.
The trial rules set by the owner of Zhaixing Tower are extremely strange. Only those who truly love Zhaixing Tower dancers can get the opportunity to try. For Zhang Tiezhu, since he does not need to enter the eighth floor of Zhaixing Tower
, That trial was just a blessing for him.
However, Chen Yuxiang survived the trial after going through hardships. He was the only one who survived the trial who entered the eighth floor of Zhaixing Tower with him, and the others became him