Han Li stood beside Lu Yunze and slowly breathed out.

This memory came too violently and too suddenly, so that he still felt a little scared until now.

"So these people from the Yinluo Sect come here just to plunder the living souls without restraint." Han Li sneered.

"No wonder the Mulan people were so anxious. If they did not allow them to form blood feuds with the monk Tiannan, these people would have joined forces with Tiannan long ago. After all, they are all living souls, so what's the difference between monks and monks?"

"Then you were wrong." Lu Yunze said calmly.

"Even if the blood feud has been formed, the people of the Yinluo Sect want to turn around and form an alliance with Tiannan." Lu Yunze turned around, and a biting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"You really believe that the three of us got this guy back from the Mulan people's front line? Even if I have the courage, Master Zhiyang and Wei Wuya would not dare."

Han Li's mouth moved and he looked at Lu Yunze in disbelief.

"He is the messenger? Your hand?"

"Ha! If I don't do anything, those two old guys will really be in alliance with the Yinluo Sect." Lu Yunze sneered, and a little more evil spirit was rarely added between his eyebrows and eyes.

"For them, the Great Jin Demon Sect, these four words are enough to be fooled. They are enough to let go of the so-called hatred."

Han Li pinched his eyebrows and sighed slowly.

"How did you convince Master Zhiyang and Wei Wuya after you started?"

Lu Yunze's eyebrows moved and finally showed a little smile.

"This is simple, I will tell them directly. Either they join forces with me and everyone will unite to fight against foreign enemies. Or they will join forces with Yinluo Sect and everyone will see the truth!"

Lu Yunze sneered, and the extremely powerful spirit pressed on him and flashed by.

"If the two of them really have the courage to turn against me, then I can still look down on them. Unfortunately..."

Lu Yunze shook his head and said nothing.

Han Li twitched his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. What do you think of this strategy?" Han Li rubbed his eyebrows and asked helplessly.

"What else can I think? You don't know what the monks in Tiannan are doing? It would be nice to be able to gather together. Do you still want to mobilize troops?" Lu Yunze rolled his eyes and said disdainfully.

"With this group of people's poor execution ability, it's useless for us to be a soldier immortal in the world. It's better to let those sects play their own. We can coordinate the distribution of the battlefield and the trump cards of the major sects.

Very good."

Han Li nodded while touching his chin, and then asked hesitantly:

"That's about exchanging prisoners..."

Han Li didn't say it thoroughly, he felt that Lu Yunze should understand what he meant.

Everyone had made a plan to select several Nascent Soul monks who were proficient in escape techniques to escort the captured Shenshen Master Zhong to the Mulan side to exchange the prisoners.

In this way, if the Mulan people have any thoughts, the chances of these people returning safely will be greater.

Han Li was undoubtedly selected.

"Don't worry, there is no risk in this matter itself. No matter how cruel those people are, they will not even ignore the life of the divine master. You may be in danger this time, and you can also get the Zhiyang Shangren by the way.

You have made a profit when you talk about the compensation given by Wei Wuya.”

Speaking of this, Lu Yunze grinned and asked with a smile:

"How is it? Master Zhiyang and Wei Wuya really have Geng Jing in their hands, right?"

Han Li also nodded with a smile. He had previously obtained an egg-sized Geng Jing from Master Zhiyang. The Geng Jing Jing he had obtained from Lu Yunze before was enough for him to use thirty-six Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords.

The sacrifice is over.

At that time, he can try to set up half of the Da Geng Sword Formation to see if the power of this sword formation is as powerful as recorded in "Qingyuan Sword Technique".

Unfortunately, the battle is imminent, and there is no time for him to slowly sacrifice and refine the flying sword. He can only find a way to prepare some quick trump cards first.

Han Li's eyes flashed, and he had already made plans in his heart.

"By the way, you should be compensated for your hand over Master Zhong's Nascent Soul this time, right?" Han Li suddenly remembered this incident and asked curiously: "What did they give you?"

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just some of the raw materials I've been collecting. Unfortunately, they didn't have the materials with space attributes in their hands, so they only gave me this in the end." Lu Yunze said, taking out one from the storage bag.

Withered vines.

"It's this thing, the Xuantian Immortal Vine, which is so famous that it's really a dead thing." Lu Yunze threw the vine to Han Li with his backhand.

"You can take it back and try to save it, right? If it really doesn't work, I'll use it to make a magic weapon for you."

Han Li was too lazy to be pretentious with him, so he took over the fairy vine directly.

"Old Lu. This time..."

"cough!"

Han Li was about to say something else when suddenly a cough came from behind him.

He turned his head and saw that Dong Xuan'er was wearing a conservative white long dress and stood dignifiedly at the entrance of the hall, looking at Han Li with a look that she wanted to eat people.

"What's wrong?" Lu Yunze asked in confusion.

Han Li twitched his lips and sighed, "It's okay, I'll go back first and prepare myself."

"Okay." Lu Yunze nodded, watching Han Li turn into a blue escape light, flashing in the air.

He then turned around and looked at Dong Xuan'er with some confusion.

"Are you... a widow?"

Dong Xuan'er originally wanted to say something with a smile, but when she heard Lu Yunze's words, the smile on her face instantly collapsed.

"Lu Yunze!" Dong Xuan'er gritted her teeth and squeezed out these three words from her throat.

Lu Yunze quickly raised his hands and said helplessly: "You can't blame me for thinking too much. I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years, but as soon as you meet, you'll wear a filial piety uniform. If I hadn't seen your father inside just now, I would have thought.

It was him who died.”

Dong Xuan'er's face turned red with anger. She looked down at the clothes she was wearing and felt a little uncomfortable.

She pulled her sleeves and slapped the storage bag with one hand. A pink mist spread out instantly.

The fog quickly dissipated, and Dong Xuan'er was wearing a gorgeous golden and red dress, embroidered with a delicate and delicate picture of Feng Qiuhuang, extending to the half-open neckline, revealing a pair of exquisite and seductive collarbones.

With delicate ice skin mixed with a faint pink color.

She rolled her eyes, and the makeup on her face was delicate and gorgeous, looking generous and charming.

"Hiss! Don't say that, looking at your outfit, I suddenly regretted it. Why don't you change it back?" Lu Yunze asked with a smile.

Dong Xuan'er glared at him and said angrily: "It's too late, I'll wear this one!"

"That's right." Lu Yunze touched his chin, and there was a little more nostalgia in his eyes.
Chapter completed!