Li Yuan, West Chamber.

Li Ziye practices swords in the yard.

A lonely person is very pitiful.

In the room not far away.

Bai Wangyu, the wind is full of the building and the moon is sitting in the water, the tea is steaming, and the atmosphere is very quiet.

"The two are leaving in the near future?"

Bai Wangyu picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea for the two of them in front of him, and asked.

"Um."

The moon in the water nodded and said, "Summer is coming and the weather is getting warmer, and it's time for us to go back."

"You two must know about the rebellion of monsters in the capital."

Bai Wangyu looked at the two people in front of him and said, "Do you two know the identities of the person behind this?"

"Don't know."

Shui Zhongyue shook her head and said, "Essential masters above the king level of our clan are basically sleeping, but it is not ruled out that those with ulterior motives come to the world privately."

"Aren't all the powerful demon clans under the control of the goddess?" Bai Wangyu continued to ask.

"no."

The Moon in the Water responded truthfully, "The strong people above the Emperor's Realm all have their own territory, and the goddess cannot force them to do anything."

Speaking of this, the moon in the water picked up the tea and took a sip. Because he was not used to the bitter taste of the tea, his brows subconsciously frowned and continued, "Just like the Confucian leader of the Confucian school, although he is the strongest person above the five realms, he cannot be called all the great practitioners of the five realms."

"I see."

Bai Wangyu nodded and said, "My human race knows very little about the demon race, so I have this question, which makes the two laugh."

"Same."

The moon in the water said calmly, "Although we have been in the human world for several months, we still have very little understanding of the human race."

“Things of the world are impermanent.”

Bai Wangyu sighed, "Before, I never thought that one day, I would sit together with the two of you so calmly and chat with you."

"You're not bad."

Shui Zhongyue glanced at the Confucian disciple in front of her, then looked at the young man who was practicing swords outside and said, "He is not bad either."

"It's just that the talent is a little worse."

Feng Manlou added beside him.

Bai Wangyu smiled softly when he heard this, and said, "Mr. Feng, don't say these words in front of Brother Li. What Brother Li doesn't like the most is that some people say he has poor talent."

"Oh."

Feng Manlou picked up the tea in front of him, took a closer look, and said, "When I left, I asked the boy to give me some tea. This thing has been drunk for a long time, but it is not so bad."

"Mr. Feng and Miss Shui, aren't you going to tell Brother Li about your identity?" Bai Wangyu asked.

"Let's talk about it when you're leaving."

Feng Manlou said calmly, "That boy, if he knew our identity, he would definitely not give up."

"Too."

Bai Wangyu nodded and said, "After all, Brother Li almost died at the hands of Mr. Feng."

"It's because he is not good at learning skills."

Feng Manlou said indifferently, "I will not show mercy when I meet on the battlefield in the future. Therefore, if you want to survive, you still have to rely on yourself, rather than relying on others to show mercy."

"What Mr. Feng said is reasonable."

Bai Wangyu said softly, "Brother Li's strength has improved rapidly recently, thanks to Mr. Feng's guidance."

“Just fair deal.”

Feng Manlou said lightly, "I took his Feixian Art and got the opportunity to enter the fifth realm. As a price, teaching him something is not a loss."

"Then we have to congratulate Mr. Feng first." Bai Wangyu congratulated.

"polite."

The wind filled the building with a calm road.

"Your Excellency, you should have something to say?"

On the side, Shui Zhongyue put down the teacup in her hand and asked.

"Um."

Bai Wangyu nodded and said, "Speaker of Confucianism, I have a few words to bring to you."

Speaking of this, Bai Wangyu looked serious and said, "Although the human race and the demon race have different positions, they are not completely unable to coexist. War can only consume each other and cannot bring true peace."

"We understand the words of the Confucian leader."

The moon in the water said lightly, "However, without going through war, the human race can give up its territory? Our race cannot always live in the extreme north where resources are scarce, and there is no choice but to go south."

"How many territory do demons want?"

Bai Wangyu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked.

"At least, the land of the two states." Shui Zhongyue replied.

"There are only six states left except the extreme north and the other two primitive Jedi."

Bai Wangyu's expression subsided and said, "The demon clan wants to have two states as soon as he opens his mouth. Isn't his appetite too big?"

"Among the six states, my demon clan only has two states, is it too much?" Shui Zhongyue asked back.

"Miss Water, that's not what I said."

Bai Wangyu said seriously, "The two states that the demon clan demands are owned by the human race. The human race cannot agree to this condition of the demon clan."

"If you don't agree, there is only war."

The moon in the water said calmly, "The cold winter is coming, and the demon clan is heading south, and there is no one to stop it. If the human clan agrees to our clan's request, it can still avoid a war. If it does not agree, it will only meet on the battlefield."

Bai Wangyu sighed softly when he heard this, and said, "War is inevitable after all."

"There is a saying in the human race that the minds of non-my race will be different."

The Moon in the Water said lightly, "This sentence is very true. Even if the same tribes have more struggles because of their interests, let alone the different tribes and wars, although they are accompanied by sacrifice, many things cannot be resolved without going through war."

Just as the three of them were talking.

Beijoyuan, the junction between Dashang and the eight tribes of Mobei.

The vast iron cavalry rushed past like a torrent of iron, heading towards the border of Da Shang.

The war came as scheduled.

soon.

Da Shang North.

A sealed letter was sent to the capital of Dashang with great speed.

"The Eight Tribes in Mobei are finally here."

In the distance, on a high ground, a young figure in a silver-gray robe stood quietly, staring at the iron cavalry in the Mobei in front of him, and a flash of color flashed by.

rear.

A man in black and red clothes and holding a red umbrella stood there, with a smile on his face even more delicate than a woman, and said, "What was expected."

The two of them came to Li Qingzhi, the second son of the Li family who was in the north, and the deputy owner of Yanyulou, Hua Fengdu.

"It seems that those who want to guard General Yu Hualong's life must come from the Eight Tribes in the North of Mo." Li Qingzhi said coldly.

"Buy a murderer and make a good plan."

Hua Fengdu chuckled and said, "This business is not easy to do. If we accept it, we will become the sinners of Da Shang. If we don't accept it, it will affect my reputation as Yanyulou."

"There is no reason to not accept business when opening the door."

Li Qingzhi said indifferently, "Let's go and see what's special about the person we are going to kill."

After saying that, Li Qingzhi didn't say anything more and turned around and walked towards the city not far away.
Chapter completed!