Taoist Xinyu talked to the messenger covered with black water mist and moved towards the depths of the Miasma Forest. Along the way, both sides exchanged their understanding of the current situation. Although they were reserved, they also benefited a lot. In the end, the messenger finally couldn't help but ask:

"So, what do you think we should do?"

"What should we do? The general must have thought about what to do. That is, according to our old methods, we will continue to break the whole into pieces and lurk in every corner of the wilderness in the southwest, making the enemy unable to start - 100,000 people, it sounds like a lot. However, the southwest of Xueyutianling is more than 100,000 miles?! Just a hundred miasma forest, there is a radius of 20,000 miles. They can't even fill a corner!

As the Master said, our mission is not to confront the army of Xueyu Tianling. It is to endure! After a few years, the Xuanbingyang army will be raised again. At that time, it will be the day for us to counterattack! As long as we can delay a sufficient number of Xueyu Tianling soldiers, the mission of our partial division will be completed. At that time, Xueyu Tianling...hum..."

Speaking of this, Taoist Xinyu was full of grim smiles, as if he saw the Xuanbing Western Demon Evil breaking through Xueyu Tianling, Zhao Hong, Song Renshu, and his master Xuan Yuzi, who was jealous of his talent and refused to hand over the lower half of Han Yu's magic skills to his - these people were arrested one or two, howled loudly, begging him to spare his life.

Seeing Taoist Xinyu look like this, the messenger didn't say anything, without any joy or sorrow. After a while, Taoist Xinyu reacted and complained that he had been rude and continued to ask:

"I won't talk about the distance, but the current situation. What should our army do when the southwest sects fight against Xueyutianling?"

After hearing what he said, Taoist Xinyu became interested and instinctively wanted to speak. However, after he took a breath, his mouth changed:

"Seeing the appearance of the Lord, I seem to be confident. Why don't we write down our plans and compare them?"

"Interesting." The messenger nodded when he heard this, and then the two of them took out paper and pen from the Qiankun bag they carried with them and wrote.

"how?"

"Please watch it."

After saying this, the two of them all showed the paper. I saw that what Taoist Xinyu wrote was:

"When the two of them fight, when the southwest sects are defeated, our army can directly take the garrisons of each sect, transport the savings of each sect in the name of friendly forces, and collect the defeated soldiers of each sect to use it for their own use."

But the messenger wrote it simply, with only four big words:

"The fisherman's benefit."

Seeing this, Taoist Xinyu couldn't help laughing and said, "Sure enough, the wise men in the world are almost the same." The messenger shook his head and said:

"It's not true. I just made a clever trick. Although I know what to do, I don't know how to do it. In the end, the gentleman was better."

That's it. Not to mention the traitor from Xueyu Tianling, he fought fiercely with the Xuanbing Ocean Demon Evil. Besides, Zhao Hong and others also encountered a strange thing on the flying boat in Shishi.

On the third day after the Xueyu Tianling army set off, Zhao Hong and his nephew Sun Ruiming discussed it. Facing the boat troops covered with snowyu Tianling, several giant eagles flew forward. Then, the envoy of the Hundred Soul Sect was pressed into the Kunpeng cabin by a group of Taoist soldiers. As the one with the highest seniority among the Taoist soldiers on this expedition, Zhao Hong also received the news that Taoist Shinhu asked him to go.

"Oh? Messenger, what are you here to do?" Zhao Hong asked after hearing this.

"I haven't heard of it, but I look at it, with humble words and considerate etiquette. Maybe I'm here to apologize." Taoist Xinhu replied, but Zhao Hong shook his head and said:

"Apologize for guilt? If you sincerely apologize for guilt, when you first get the news, your sect leader should go to Xueyu Immortal Palace in person, carry a thorn in his flesh, and then have a snowy knee or something. At least you can show some sincerity. Now? Humph... My 100,000 troops of Xueyu Tianling are coming, and he remembered to apologize for guilt. Nephew, do you think of apologizing for guilt in this world?"

"This...hehe..." Hearing Zhao Hong say this, he felt relaxed and thought that the Taoist in Xinhu felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what to say. He could only beat him up.

"Let's go, my nephew, I want to see what kind of tricks can such a shameless person do?" Zhao Hong was not the kind of person who had a temper and was tempted to others. After talking to Taoist Master Xinhu, he didn't say much. He walked down the bow and went back to the cabin.

When he arrived at the main hall and went in, Zhao Hong first greeted his senior brother, then found a chair beside him and sat down. He squinted his eyes and looked at the messenger directly opposite him.

It seems that it is because I have not seen any special equipment for treating messengers such as knife and axe driver or oil pan. This messenger seems to be "dissatisfied" because Xueyu Tianling's attitude is too...well, too calm.

Afterwards, perhaps the "calm" of Xueyu Tianling was mistakenly regarded as an opportunity to take advantage of, but the messenger's tone was a little louder when he spoke.

Zhao Hong came halfway, and the messenger did not seem to repeat what he said again for his sake, and still said it along the way. But even so, Zhao Hong could hear what he meant. It was nothing more than saying that Wuming, the teacher from Xueyu Tianling, was an unrighteous teacher. Wan Wang, the people from Xueyu Tianling, thought for a long time, and didn't want to make any mistakes.

Of course, these words were "heard" by Zhao Hong. The other party didn't dare to say that. Indeed, just as the Taoist Xinhu said, the other party was polite in making words and sentences. He also tried his best to wear high hats for the head of Xueyu Tianling, the commander-in-chief of the army, from the general disciples of the army, to the general disciples of ordinary sects.

"It's about art, it makes people feel like spring breeze... Humph, senior brother, why did you let such a thing come in?" Zhao Hong was impatient when he heard it. Then he used the magic method of transmitting the voice and entering secret to complain to Taoist Xuanfeng.

"Anyway, it's okay, I'm still idle. I'll just take it as a joke when I hear him say this." Taoist Xuanfeng said next to Zhao Hong.

The reason why both of these two people looked disapproving and did not take what the messenger said seriously is naturally a reason - no matter how good the messenger is, no matter how good the messenger is, he cannot change a fact.

That is, he did not mention any of the essence of his content!

Not to mention the distribution of interests of Xueyu Tianling and the southwest sects in the southwest region, the attitude towards the remnants of Xuanbingyang Siren, or the benefits to work hard and pay tribute. He did not even explain the most obvious, the soul and spirit of Dao Ren Bai Juan, and the death of his patrol Taoist soldier. He did not even apologize!

Zhao Hong is very scheming and values ​​real benefits. Taoist Xuanfeng is also a long-time general who has been practicing Taoism for thousands of years. This messenger wanted to deceive the two brothers with just one tongue. How could such a good thing happen?!

"Forget it, it's better to go back to the room to refine Qi and meditate. Senior brother, let me send him away." Zhao Hong said again. Taoist Xuanfeng was also a little impatient, the second was to be sympathetic to Zhao Hong's desire to avenge his friends. Third, he also hated such scum that stirred up his lips and tongues. But after all, he was the commander of the thirty-six armies and it was difficult to take action personally. Therefore, it was the best choice for Zhao Hong, the junior brother, to send the envoy. He could also see the means of his junior brother through this matter.

Taoist Xuanfeng did not reply, but just nodded slightly. The envoy on the other side thought that the general was moved by his words, and he was happy at that time. He only thought that it was not wrong to carefully study the art of tongue debate over the years. This time, he made great achievements. Which of the Southwest sects does not owe him favors for this? In the future, who dares to underestimate himself and say that he is not doing his job properly?

Just as he was thinking this, he heard a cold snorkeling beside him. Zhao Hong slapped the table, pointed at his nose and cursed:

"Where did the madmen come from, dare to ramble here?! The southwest sects are treacherous bandits who are treacherous and treacherous, and who are in trouble with the master! How can they be compared with the pillar of the righteous path of Xueyu Tianling?!

The two sides are harmonious and do not invade territory?! This place is the southwest of Xueyutianling. It is my Xueyutianling, so where can I invade territory?!

It’s ridiculous to say that I’m here for no reason! Recently, my poor nephew Bai Juan has become uninhibited now, and it’s not for ghosts. Isn’t it because of you?! It’s far away, is it someone else who connects the evil spirits of Xuanbing?!”

These words were urgent and fast. Zhao Hong and Ben did not give the messenger a chance to defend and refute, and he did not think about listening to his defense and refutation. After saying this, he immediately drew out the cold iron snake-shaped sword and walked towards the messenger:

"The various sects in the southwest are extremely guilty, and no one can kill them! Let's start with you!"

"You, you... I am the envoy of the Hundred Soul Sect! You can't kill me!" Seeing Zhao Hong walking over with murderous intent, the envoy there shouted in panic. However, this shouting naturally could not stop Zhao Hong. After snorting coldly, he said:

"You are the slaves who are in trouble with the Lord! How can you be called equal to me?! How can I recognize you as the messenger?!" After saying that, he raised his long sword and made a gesture to stab him. The messenger screamed in fear. He collapsed on the ground and heard a heavenly sound saying:

"Forget it, junior brother, don't be as knowledgeable as such a villain. Give him his life and don't be dirty." However, it was the whirlwind Taoist who was still sitting upright behind Zhao Hong and spoke.

"Okay, listen to Senior Brother." Zhao Hong turned around and nodded, then turned around and said to the messenger:

"Why don't you get out of here?"

The messenger quickly ran away with his head in his arms.

Seeing the messenger's appearance in a mess, the generals of Xueyu Tianling couldn't help laughing. Zhao Hong turned around and returned to his seat. Taoist Xuanfeng said to him:

"My junior brother said it right, it has increased my ambition of Xueyutianling! That's right, the southwest sects were originally vassals of my Xueyutianling. If they were in trouble, how could they compare with me Xueyutianling?!"

"Senior brother praises me, I will bear it... But then again, Senior brother, why did the other party get such a thing? Could it be that he is just a special person who deliberately disgusted us?"

After Zhao Hong's words, the generals around him fell into deep thought again. Only the Taoist in Xinhu was rude and said quickly, and asked back: "Isn't that not?" It made people feel a little amused.
Chapter completed!