People finally feared that if it were just Gui Chu, then they could still fight with a group of super geniuses, but among the ghosts... What's more, among the ghosts with such a clever shape, this obviously exceeded the scope of being able to surpass the level.

Swish swish swish swish... Many people didn't even have to think about it and went back to the cave passage behind them. Retreating back to the cave means that they will disappear with the collapsed environment and return to the Dragon City. If they give up, it is better than meaningless death.

"Ashiba, Winnie, Kela, Zhiyu!" Lao Wang shouted, "That's all the people of Rose and Bingling, behind him was the cave passage: "Let's go with us!"

A wise decision is what a captain should do.

"Go away quickly, you go away quickly, I won't leave!" Mo Tong shouted, his eyes shining. How could he be willing to leave when he saw such a fun thing? In fact, he couldn't bear to leave others, and he had all gone out. Who would think that he, a hero, fights monsters? But... forget it, look at it next time, it seems that this thing is quite difficult to deal with, so I won't let Lao Wang and the others die.

"Zhi Yu, let's go!"

Ota pushed Xue Zhiyu into the first without hesitation. The princess could come and take risks, but she could never come to die. Not only this side, but everyone else made decisions. Nine Gods and Blades are the same, both are elites, and they have basic judgment, and there is no reason to die in vain.

More and more people quit. Although Nagala was still in a stalemate with Long Feixue and others and did not take action, the power and pressure emitted alone were no longer something that cannon fodder like them could bear.

There was a team of nearly a hundred people just now, and there were only a dozen or twenty people left at this moment. Fantesi, who left Rose, was almost scared. All the honors were thrown out of the sky. It would be better to go back. He didn't want to stay in this dark cave for a minute. It was rare that Ah Feng also figured it out. Asiba's tail sound came from the cave: "Ah Feng, hurry up!"

"team leader!"

"Lady first!" Lao Wang asked Kela to leave first. Winnie, who had just crawled back to half of the cave, glared at her eyes, as if she realized something, but the next second, Lao Wang pushed her behind: "By bye!"

The cave passage had actually collapsed long ago. It seemed to be just a hole, but after entering, it directly entered the vortex of its return and could not come back at all.

"Damn!" Winnie's body fell down, then she suddenly realized and cursed anxiously and angrily: "Wang Feng, you bastard! Have you taken the wrong medicine? You will die!"

But Lao Wang just waved at her at the hole.

When I turned around and looked at it, there were only a few people left in the altar open space.

Behind Lao Wang was Mapel who was silent. She was nowhere to be Wang Feng, and there was no doubt about it.

There were Heiwukai, Motong and Chopin around him.

On the right direction is the five-person group of the Holy Temple, Ye Dun, Jiaoxi, Maxwell, Gole and Zhao Ziyue, and on the right direction is the two-person group of the Dark Demon Island.

The opposite was the War Academy. Caesar left. The broken arm injury needed to be treated in time, and there was also the possibility of taking his arm back. Lao Wang saw that the guy was the first to jump back from the War Academy. He walked without hesitation. This decisiveness impressed Lao Wang quite impressed him.

At this time, Long Feixue, who was in white, who was better than snow, Yingwufafazang, Blood Demon Manku, Blade Wu Aitalia, Psychic Fu Yu, Snow Princess Cangjue and Ghost Lich Ji Elena, these seven are famous. There are also several faces that Lao Wang is not very familiar with, but seeing their eyes standing calmly and with their hands behind their backs, facing Nagala's pressure, they are probably all masters within the 20th. They are obviously unwilling to give up.

Twelve to Twelve, after entering the illusion, this is the first time that the number of people in the Holy Church and the War Academy is the same.

etc……

Click!

A rough big hand came up from the collapsed hole, followed by a figure suddenly jumping up, and jumped to Lao Wang with a big knife.

"Hehe!" Ota grinned at Old Wang. It was still a man who understood men. Looking at Wang Feng's expression just now, he felt that he didn't really want to leave. Otherwise, with his elder brother's wisdom, it would be strange if he would be the first to jump down.

Ota carried the sword on his shoulder and said proudly: "Brother, I won't leave, I won't leave, I will accompany you! Are you a buddy interested? Is this brother not in vain?"

At this time, Kalida's departure made the eight tribes who were still in the Rose Church suddenly become a little prominent.

As we all know, the reason why the Eight Tribes left Mandala to come to Aurora was that they were invited by Kalida. When Kalida was no longer the principal of the Rose Church, would the Eight Tribes continue to stay?

The entire Aurora City is paying attention to the future direction of the Eight Tribes. For Aurora City, the arrival of the Eight Tribes is complicated. Generally speaking, it still makes everyone feel the light on their faces. Look, the geniuses of the Eight Tribes of the Mandala Empire also come to study abroad! Our Aurora City is different.

However, while the Aurora people were proud, they couldn't help but mutter in their hearts, was it really the Rose Church of Aurora City attracted others? I heard that Indra was interested in Kalida, so the possibility of sending his sister to pursue his sister-in-law on behalf of his brother and sister-in-law was the more likely it was.

Now, Kalida has been taken away. Is it necessary for Jixiangtian to stay?

Aurora City hopes to stabilize the Eight Tribes. It is not only a matter of face, but in reality, all aspects have brought benefits to Aurora City. Due to the special identity of Jixiangtian, the Blade Alliance has had to provide Aurora City with a large amount of manpower and materials to ensure the safety of Aurora City in the past few months, let alone various cooperation from the Mandala Empire...

At this time, inside the Rose Church.

Jixiangtian was checking the battle report sent back from Longcheng. Heiwukai didn't have to worry. Well, maybe he should be worried that he couldn't stop his temper. It was not a good thing to make too many enemies... Mo Tong needs to practice.

For the Eight Tribes, life and death are just reincarnations and are not afraid of challenges. Wang Feng... After all, there is a half-meet relationship, Jixiangtian cannot ignore it, but it is a bit over if you care about it. In fact, even if Wang Feng sees her appearance, it can only be considered a mistake, and nothing will happen. Princess Mandala's marriage is a major event for the entire empire. Wang Feng is far from meeting the standards of Jixiangtian, but it is undeniable that this is a person with characteristics, and he also has real skills in runes, but that's all.

In the eyes of others, Kalida suddenly stepped down, but Jixiangtian knew the deeper inside story. The decision of the parliament was not sudden, but a compromise after the struggle between the parties. Kalida was also prepared.

However, the other side's attitude was extremely firm this time, and even agreed to the reform proposals that the reformists had been seeking but were suppressed to compromise. Moreover, the increasingly tense pressure on the Nine Gods Empire would dissipate with Wang Feng's death, which is a death more than one person.

What's more, Wang Feng's identity is still suspected. The Blade Parliament has investigated some situations, and Kalida has been greatly implicated in this. This is also one of the main reasons for her resignation this time. In addition, the Nine Gods Empire also provided a dandelion loyalty book with Wang Feng's handprint as physical evidence...

How to say the evidence? Not to mention the true or falsehood, the reformists can also ignore it, but in this stalemate, the balance was still broken.

However, once the Thunder Dragon protects the situation behind the scenes, and when Wang Feng’s problem has not yet been turned into an ironclad case, the reason why Kalida stepped down so quickly was mainly because Kalida took the initiative to take responsibility. In a word, she wanted to protect Wang Feng.

But in Jixiangtian's opinion, Kalida was completely unnecessary, and even had the urge to stand by Wang Feng, which actually made it difficult for the Thunder Dragon, who relied on the most, to intervene, and it was really unwise.

From the perspective of iron-blooded politics, sacrificing Wang Feng is indeed the choice to maximize interests for the current reformists. As long as Kalida stays in the Rose Temple to stabilize her position, she will be invincible. When the dust settles, no matter whether Wang Feng is dead or alive, then the Thunder Dragon will exert a little force. Kalida will not only not be damaged, but will also take the opportunity to gain more power. On the battlefield, the main general attacks, which seems to be brave, but is actually a taboo in military tactics.

When you get to this position, there are many things, no right or wrong, only pros and cons.

Kalida obviously knew this truth, but she was still impulsive. Wang Feng...is it so important? Jixiangtian couldn't help but think of that face. He was not handsome, a little gangster, and his strength was not weak. The biggest highlight was that he had some inspiration in the rune...

Jixiangtian smiled slightly, turned his white wrists lightly, and in the moment, there seemed to be stars in his fingers. The information on the table bloomed in the glimmer of light, and it quickly destroyed and disappeared, but there was no trace of smoke and dust and ashes.

It’s not that Jixiangtian doesn’t want to help, but this is the internal affairs of Blade. As the princess of the Mandala Empire, she can express her opinions, but it’s difficult to really get involved. Of course, nothing is absolutely true... After all, Heiwukai and Motong are also in Longcheng...

"Your Highness, your Majesty's messenger asks for your opinion."

Longmore's voice came from outside the door.

Jixiangtian's eyes were slightly brighter, "Come in."

The door was opened, and the King Messenger wearing a red cloak bent slightly bent behind Long Moore, and stopped ten steps away from Jixiangtian. From beginning to end, the Messenger did not dare to look at Jixiangtian, not only because of the etiquette of Mandala, but also because of Jixiangtian's celestial charm. This is not only the beauty of appearance, but also the blooming of the soul. Even wearing a mask is enough to make people lose their souls, especially the eight tribes who are not strong enough to their souls. Whether men or women, the attraction is almost fatal, and humans who are not sensitive to the soul are not that serious.

"Greetings to Your Highness!" He knelt down and held a letter sealed by runes and lacquer with both hands, lifted it over his head. "The King's messenger, Golden Fists, was ordered by the king, send a letter of water and fire talisman, please check it out!"

Longmore took the letter and checked it carefully, "It is indeed His Majesty's water and fire talisman."

"Submit."

Long Moore broke through the water and fire talisman paint and confirmed it again that it was safe before submitting the letter.

Jixiangtian only glanced at him, and Brother Wang's letter was as concise and powerful as ever, with only two words - "Go back quickly".

"Report to your Highness, Your Majesty means that since His Highness Kalida is no longer in the Rose Church, please ask Your Highness to go back to Mandra. The annual sacrifice is indispensable for His Highness's prayer."

The messenger sent the letter and bent down and knelt lower, his face almost pressed against the ground. Even if he didn't look directly, he could still feel the soul gravity of His Highness Jixiangtian. This made him feel like spring breeze, but he was also scared. He had only His Majesty Indra, but if His Majesty Indra was willing, as long as she was willing to look at him more, she would look gentle... No, I can't think, I can't think, His Majesty Indra is his only! The messenger took a deep breath, and his nose tip was against the carpet, and the faint fragrance suddenly plunged into his nose. But he suddenly thought that the carpet might have been stepped on by His Majesty Jixiangtian's barefoot...

Long Moore narrowed his eyes slightly and looked straight at the messenger. After coming to the Rose Hall of Jixiangtian, the soul that had been suppressing in Mandala has been strengthened a lot. It seems that ten steps are no longer enough. In the future, when the eight tribes of His Highness must maintain at least fifteen steps. Of course, let Your Highness suppress himself as he is in Mandala, and it also has the same effect... Long Moore sneered in his heart. Even abolition slave who cannot even cultivate his soul to perfection is worthy?

Long Moore looked at Jixiangtian in a blink of an eye. In his eyes, Jixiangtian was more gorgeous than all colors. This is the beauty that only the eight tribes with great perfection can see. Even wearing masks, Jixiangtian is still the most beautiful person in this world! It was only after Long Moore saw Jixiangtian that he truly understood what it means to bathe in the glory of God!

"Where are the others?" Jixiangtian asked.

"Of course, I want to escort His Highness all the way." The messenger said with his breath.

"Then wait for Heiwukai and Motong to come back and go back together."

"Your Majesty also said..."

"What did you say?"

"Absolutely don't interfere in human affairs."

Jixiangtian blinked and understood it. The letter asked her to return quickly. It was Yu Gong. Not being able to interfere in human affairs was the national policy of the Mandala Empire. Letting the King's messenger bring a sentence to her, which implies that the king's brother Indra would not completely sit idly by and watch Kalida in prison.

Brother Wang has always been like this, and his public and private are clear...

Jixiangtian felt a little relieved. Not to mention Brother Wang’s feelings for Kalida, she had a close relationship with Kalida, and she didn’t want to see Kalida really fall.

Long Moore glanced at the messenger again and said lightly: "Okay, you're fine here, you're fine, go back."

"Yes, your Highness is at peace."

The messenger was as if he was given a general amnesty. He stood up and bowed, and walked out of the room step by step in a quick little piece of cake. From beginning to end, his eyelids were half-closed, and he didn't have the courage to look at Jixiangtian.

After sending the messenger, Long Moore opened his mouth, and he was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.

"Long Moore, if you don't say anything in your heart, this is not like you."

Longmore suggested in a deep voice: "Your Highness, please forgive me for worrying about it. Aurora City is now full of dangers. The Rose Temple Ji Ji is in danger. The Nine Gods' spy network is also being reorganized. Many of them are targeting you. His Highness Kalida is no longer in the Rose Temple. I suggest that Heiwukai be recalled now to escort His Highness back to Mandala and leave Motong in Long City."

Jixiangtian smiled slightly, and she naturally knew the danger. The Nine Gods Empire had been planning an "unexpected" plan to make her disfigured or seriously injured in Aurora City due to the Blade Alliance, in order to destroy the relationship between the Blade Empire and the Mandala Empire. In the past decade, the Nine Gods Empire has cultivated many hidden opposition forces in Mandala. Within the eight tribes, there is not a piece of iron plate like the surface. Even if it is, there are probably some rust and mottled needs to be cleaned up...

Therefore, unless necessary in Aurora City, she usually lives in a simple and rarely appears.

"Your Highness, let me say a few more words. In the past few months, we have shown enough friendship with the Blade Alliance. The purpose of diplomacy has been achieved. There is no need for more close relationships. Too much is too much, too little, and if it is close or separated, it is most beneficial to the eight tribes to maintain such a relationship, and we can also adjust our strategies at any time according to the situation."

Long Moore said in a deep voice that he and his family actually opposed Jixiang Tianlai Aurora City, and even more opposed to having too close contact with humans, but it was hard to violate the king's order.

In fact, in Mandala, most of the eight tribes, like Longmore, think that it is best to maintain a relationship with humans without being close to each other.

Jixiangtian smiled faintly, and did not say anything about Long Moore. If it was that simple, she would not have to be invited to Aurora City.

Three years ago...

Her teacher, Yushetian, the highest priest of Mandala, finally realized her limit. So, on the day of the limit, the teacher made a dying prophecy on the future fate of the eight tribes at the altar of Guanshi's life at the cost of life.

This is the gift of fate that the greatest prophet can only receive. When you are about to die, you can see more and clearer prophecies than before.

"In seven years, the doomsday disaster will come, and terror and blood will dominate the sky, earth and ocean. The beginning is the Aurora City, Alonso will collapse, and then Mandala will enter the doomsday. The great alliance of the eight tribes will become the old paper pile..."

Yu Shetian's prophecy began and suddenly stopped. A large mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth and nose, and blood-red eyes were almost bleeding and tears.

Jixiangtian was shocked and anxious. Looking at the teacher who was soaked in blood on his chest, the teacher stood in the center of the altar of Guanshi. The light of the gift of fate prophecy on his death was shrouded in her. She was hunched over, and her once bright skin was covered with gloom of death. She wanted to step forward to support the teacher, but the teacher was blocked from the altar with a cane!

"No, don't come here! I am already a dead person. It is the gift of fate that gives me the opportunity to finish what I should say!" In the altar, Yu Shetian waved his cane and said in a messy manner everything she saw: "Auspicious Heaven, my treasure, the future of the Eight Tribes, listen to me, there is not much time left, and we must act as soon as possible. If the Eight Tribes still have the idea of ​​being alone, everyone will die. I saw this doomsday. Meteorites fell from the sky like rain, and the five seas were burning. The deep sea cities of the sea tribe were gone in boiling. The wind blew the clouds deep into the continent, the flood swallowed the villages, and the light and flames. All the souls after death were swallowed by a giant mouth... endless... The last glimmer of life in the doomsday is in humans. Only by joining hands with humans can we pass it. Remember, the most important and most critical is..."

But at this moment, a nighthawk suddenly pounced down from the air and stepped on the altar. The teacher subconsciously turned his head to look at the falling nighthawk. He just glanced unconsciously. Her mouth, which was about to say the "key", suddenly stopped, as if her time was fixed at that moment. Her burning eyes just now calmed down like a comforted baby...
To be continued...