After Ling Xuanluo captured Nanfeng, he negotiated with Yan Jiu and asked her to withdraw from Yunnan, not wanting her to ignore Nanfeng's life and refuse the conditions of the negotiation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At first, Ling Xuanluo felt that this ghost general was not mindless, but after thinking about it, he was shocked to realize that it was actually his own bad move: the steel soul soldiers obeyed Yun Qing's orders, and although Nanfeng was Yun Qing's master, he had no right to control the ghost soldier army. Yan Jiu's attack this time was all to save Yunqing, how could he retreat because of the south wind?

He was already weak, and when he figured this out, layers of cold sweat broke out on his back, thinking that if he caught the demon road, he would be able to use him to relieve the crisis of the soldiers coming to the city for the divine realm, but in the end, it seemed that this hostage was of little use, at best, it could only be exchanged for a fragrant lotus coffin.

He carefully observed Yan Jiu's reaction, fortunately, she didn't think that Xiangli's body was very important, and she didn't intend to destroy the coffin, but just thought that since Nanfeng was arrested because of this coffin, she could use the coffin to drag them and try to ensure that he was not killed.

From this point of view, although Nanfeng has no value for her to give up the battlefield, as long as he doesn't die, she will more or less throw a mouse trap to give them a slight chance of winning.

At this point, the battle of the God Realm has reached a stalemate, and the key person who can really make Yan Jiu withdraw is Yun Qing. If she let that evil ghost out, would she honestly leave Yunnan with Yan Jiu, or would she take the opportunity to fight back? Ling Xuanluo was really not sure, and made a final conclusion about her.

He didn't have a plan for what to do next, but he was already weak and had difficulty standing. In order to prevent him from falling in the square, he said to Yan Jiu: "Since you don't accept my conditions, let me think about it." For now, let's take a truce and turn around and start over, what do you think? ”

The south wind fell into their hands, no matter how anxious Yan Jiu was, he didn't dare to act rashly and force them to take him as a result, otherwise Yun Qing would be blamed after being saved, and she couldn't afford it even if she had ten heads, so she had to nod in agreement.

Ling Xuanluo negotiated with her, and ordered the warriors to take up the demon path, retreat into the temple of recruiting beards, and then close the door of the temple and block the ghost soldiers from the door.

In the hall, the candle flame flickered, and outside the hall, the cold light of the ghost soldier's long knife and black armor flashed.

Ling Xuanluo retreated, in order to have a buffer after a series of battles, to see if he could recover some of his skills in a short period of time through pranayama and retreat, so as to lead everyone out of the encirclement.

However, the more luck he has, the more difficult it is to support, and it seems that the last Wanyu trick is to exhaust all his vitality.

The six hundred samurai who withdrew together were all covered in blood, and all of them were injured to varying degrees. They stared at him silently, with hope and sorrow in their eyes. They swore to defend their homeland to the death, but once the temple was lost, the tens of thousands of civilians in the rear would basically be unable to protect it.

Even if the people are led by the Namu patriarch, they are all dragging their families. With such a huge team of evacuations, let alone just a few hours, even if it takes a day and a night, I am afraid that it will not be able to go far, let alone reach the depths of the mountains and places where the ghost soldiers cannot find it.

Outside the door, Yan Jiu was jealous of Ling Xuanluo's Zhitian Chan, if he saw that he was dying, it was estimated that even if the south wind was in hand, it would not be able to stop her from rushing in and killing to force them to release Yunqing.

Ling Xuanluo sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the statue of the beard god, and quickly turned his brain, trying to come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible to deal with the crisis in this fish swimming kettle.

Who knew that only half an hour had passed, and Yan Jiu was no longer willing to wait.

Her Savior was anxious and began to threaten anxiously: "Ling Xuanluo, the truce has been a long time, it's time to solve the problem!" If you don't come out again, I will have to smash this coffin, destroy the body inside, and then burn the temple with a canister of fire, and burn it with you! (To be continued.) )