Mr. Long coughed, stood up, and raised his hands to the old monster in the stone: "I almost died in this battle, but fortunately my Taoist friend Shi saved me."

This gesture is extremely rare.

On normal days, Mr. Long always has his eyes high and his attitude is arrogant.

He is a great monk at the Nascent Soul level, very old. The more important point is that, as the temple blessing of the Shenxu Dragon King, he has a strong background. In Qianfeng Forest, he can be said to be inferior to ten thousand people.

This time, I thanked the old monster in the stone.

Moyuan Cave Master, Chiteng Doctor, Cangteng King and others looked at the stone ball with envy on their faces.

Everyone knows that after returning to Qianfeng Forest, the old monster in the stone will receive a great reward from the Shenxu Dragon King!

The next moment, the hoarse voice of "Old Monster in the Stone" sounded: "Xiaolong, I am your savior. As the general, if you die, even if we completely wipe out two or three armies this time, it will be considered a great defeat.

Lose!"

"I am the key figure in turning the tide in this battle and turning defeat into victory."

"What kind of reward would the Dragon King give me for such a hero?"

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

They did not expect that the old monster in Shizhong would speak so bluntly, with a very rude tone, and a completely arrogant attitude.

This is not a wise move.

Although the fact is that you saved Mr. Long, it can't be like this.

The latter is not just a Nascent Soul monk, he is also the Dragon King Temple Zhu. If you are so rude to him, you are rude to a god-level existence!

The corner of Mr. Long's eye twitched, he put down his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and said slowly: "Easy to say, easy to say."

"Fellow Daoist Shi, don't worry. Although I can't decide on the award, I believe that Lord Dragon King will never treat you badly."

"Old Monster in the Stone" hummed and said arrogantly: "That's good."

While they were talking, another monk came and met secretly.

It's Di Lu and Gu Ya.

The two of them had been struggling with the barbarian demon camp and had the upper hand, so their escape went smoothly.

Di Lu had no expression on his face: "It's a pity that Xu Dali is already at the end of his strength. If we are given another time to burn incense, we will definitely be able to capture it!"

The lonely tooth keeps silent.

Compared with his eagerness before the war, he seemed depressed now.

Guya is a beast master and treats his wolves very carefully. In this battle, his wolves suffered heavy losses, which made him feel heartbroken.

At the same time, it also made him fully realize that when it comes to fighting in groups, an army composed of monks is the most powerful!

To rely on a swarm of monster beasts to compete with an army, the size must be at least ten times the size of the opponent.

While everyone was communicating, Chen Lingfeng, Wu Hen and others also came here.

They looked hurried and looked embarrassed.

"We underestimated the Three Generals Camp. Although Liu, Guan, and Zhang are casual cultivators, they are not ordinary people."

"Where's the horse flying legs?"

"He was captured alive by three generals."

"What?!"

Everyone was shocked for a while.

Ma Feiqi is a demon cultivator, and his original body is a Pegasus. His cultivation is as high as Nascent Soul, so he can evacuate even if he is defeated.

Unexpectedly, it was defeated and captured alive!

Everyone looked bad.

Every bit of Nascent Soul's combat power is quite valuable. Now that Ma Fei's leg is broken, the loss for Qianfeng Lin is not small!

A poisonous snake emerged from the ground and spit out a jade slip.

It's a letter from Tu Ming.

Long Ye's spiritual consciousness read: "Tu Ming was seriously injured and has led the Baidu tribe to retreat first. We don't have to wait for them anymore."

As a result, Qianfenglin seriously injured one Nascent Soul and lost another Nascent Soul. The result was that the Barbarian Demon Camp and the White Jade Camp were almost completely wiped out.

Honghua Camp suffered heavy losses, and the Third General Battalion lost a lot of troops. The Golden Halberd Army and Huoyun Camp were unscathed.

Mo Yuan Cave Master glanced at him and immediately smiled: "Ma Fei's legs are really ridiculous. I have said before that this monster's name is too real. From just one point, you can see how weak he is - he has dealt with General Mu's mansion for so many years.

, the results are minimal.”

"Now that he was captured by mistake, or by the three unknown cultivators Liu, Guan, and Zhang, this proves my judgment even more!"

"He is a demon from the North. There are no such weak Yuanying monks in Qianfenglin. Being captured is actually a good thing."

"At least, after entrusting him with important tasks, we will not be implicated by him and suffer more serious consequences!"

There is no doubt that Lu Hongtu knows how to inspire people.

He has been running the Liudong Sect for many years and is very good at speaking. It is Qianfenglin's blessing that the result of the defeat came out of his mouth.

Master Long waved his hand: "Okay, let's go back first. Ma Feiqi was defeated and captured, which is something I never expected. Let's discuss what to do next when we go back."

The "Old Monster in the Stone" said in a weird manner: "The two countries are very powerful. They are just rear troops, and they are already as powerful as this."

"Don't forget, if it weren't for me, Xiaolong, your fate would be much worse than Ma Feikun."

"He was captured, but he still had a small life left. If I had been a little later, you would have been burned to ashes."

The corners of Mr. Long's eyes twitched again.

Di Lu and Gu Ya were shocked.

Chen Lingfeng, Wu Hen and other golden elixir monks widened their eyes and were so shocked that they held their breath for a moment.

What happened to the old monster in the stone? What an arrogant attitude!

A strong and unpleasant emotion suddenly surged in Mr. Long's heart. He seemed to have seen the future. Every time he and Old Monster Shizhong met, the latter would probably mention this life-saving experience.

"Old Monster in the Stone" completely ignored the solemn atmosphere and continued: "You all go away, I will cut off your queenship."

Lu Hongtuyi: "Fellow Taoist Shi, won't you go back with us?"

"That's not necessary. I am very restful and want to explore the outside world." Ning Zhuo responded.

Lu Hongtu had a worried look on his face: "Now, we have just ambushed the troops of the two countries. The enemy will be furious next and will conduct an all-out search. If Fellow Daoist Shi stays here at this moment, the risk is very high."

"Old Monster in the Stone" chuckled: "This is my business, so don't talk too much. After this battle, I am very interested in one of the enemy soldiers and want to find out his details."

"Lu Hongtu, I heard that your Liudong Sect still has many disputes with this person."

Mo Yuan Cave Master's expression changed: "Fellow Taoist Shi, you are referring to that Ning——"

"That's right, it's him, Ning Zhuo." Ning Zhuo said.

Sun Lingtong on the side stared at him curiously.

Ning Zhuo whispered:

"Horse hoofs trample fallen flowers,"

"The wind rises and the shadow sinks into the sand."

"Who can keep the moonlight?"

"Who will bury Yanxia again?"

"This is a poem of knowledge calculated by Ning Zhuo. It is very accurate."

"The horse's hooves take care of the horse's flying legs, and the falling flowers indicate that the horse's flying legs will be in trouble."

"The rising wind and falling shadows are the manifestation of our offensive."

"The moonlight should refer to the battle formation of the stars and the moon in the White Jade Camp."

"Buried in the haze, Xiaolong almost farted and was burnt to ashes by the fire without fire.'

Everyone's hearts jumped together,

You still say that!

And it's getting more and more excessive, and the tone is not tactful at all.

The corners of Mr. Long's eyes twitched again.

He doesn’t want to lose face?!

But the problem is, the old monster in the stone is really his savior!!

For a time, Mr. Long's bad feeling about the future became even stronger.

"Who can keep the moonlight, and who can bury the haze? This is a wonderful poem, and the more I read it, the better it gets!" Ning Zhuo plays the old monster in the stone in "The Dragon in the Machine".

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