Marquis Wei walked into the imperial city wearing light armor. He had just retreated from outside the city, and there was still murderous aura on his body.

It was rumored in the city that the front army was defeated and was extremely defeated, but the fact was not the case. Zhao Lian took the initiative to retreat. The Japanese ghost martial arts were used as abandoned sons, and the fierce attack without regard for casualties really caused the forward to defeat one.

But it did not affect the Southern Army's main lineup.

They have a numerical advantage, and the Hu Ben Guard is in hand.

If you really want to fight, you can beat it.

However, when Weihou learned that the Northern People's Army was approaching soon, he decisively led his army and retreated to the city. The so-called "sucking the enemy deeper" plan for Zhao Ming and the Penglai people was completed.

Since the Penglai people were faithful, they promised the king that there was a wonderful way to destroy the army of the northern country.

Weihou really wanted to open his eyes and preserve his vitality. Even if the Penglai people brag about their shamelessness, Lin'an would not fall into a Jedi.

"The second uncle is here."

In the imperial city, Zhao Ming, the king who was talking to the national teacher and fairy in the hall, saw the Marquis of Wei coming, greeted him with a smile.

Weihou replied.

A few days ago, the veteran general who wanted to kill Penglai people was now seeing the fairy in the national teacher in white, but he was also very rational.

The two even said a little bit of their heads and greetings.

Seeing this scene made Zhao Ming feel a little relieved.

The second uncle must have been persuaded by himself. If this military general gradually conflicts with the national teacher, he will have a headache.

Both sides are people he trusts as the pillar. If you really want to choose one of them, Zhao Ming would find it difficult to make a decision.

This place is not the main hall. It is like a banquet, with table seats set up below both sides of the king.

The national teacher is on the left and the Marquis of Wei is on the right.

After the veteran sat on the desk, he said to the king:

"The Japanese have already arrived at the city to use evil magic and transform into ghost martial arts, but they have to break through the city walls, and with their number, they cannot do it at all. What they really have to worry about is the army of the northern country.

They are coming soon, and the siege of Lin'an has been completed."

Speaking of this, Zhao Lian looked at the fairy girl with a veil opposite him and said:

"Next, the immortals will take action and use wonderful methods to defeat the enemy. I will wait and see."

The words were ordinary, but the various meanings made Zhao Ming frown.

The second uncle said something in his words, but it seems that the resentment in his heart has not yet subsided.

He was a little worried and glanced at the national teacher.

I was afraid that the national teacher would be angry by his second uncle's words.

But no.

The expression under the fairy's veil was extremely calm, and she still maintained the outrageous aura.

She whispered:

"Half Marquis is still resenting us? Could it be that he burned Luxian Temple and stretched out his face and let the Marquis beat him up, but he still couldn't let the delusions in his heart disappear?"

"hehe."

Weihou chuckled and said nothing.

The national master shook his head over there, and the fairy girl in the mountains said in a normal tone:

"I have already explained a lot to the marquis. The matters in Qi and Lu were caused by our rebellion. The formation of all spirits was not as evil as the marquis thought.

Just like the swords and guns in the hand of the marquis, they can be used to kill creatures or protect the people.

It is just an object, good things and bad things are all in the thoughts of the main formation."

After explaining this, Wei Hou still smiled without saying a word.

The old man is very bad.

This expression of "it's up to you" can arouse the most anger. Zhao Lian doesn't believe every word the national teacher said.

Tens of thousands of children died in Qilu, which made him see through everything.

"Forget it, it's no point in saying it."

The fairy who moved the mountain didn't say much.

She stood up, leaned over to the king and said:

"Today, let the Marquis have a good look at the real usage of the immortal formation in our sect.

The Marquis is afraid that the king of the country was not tempted by us as you thought. In fact, the king of the country has sacrificed a lot for this battle, but the king of the country is kind-hearted and does not like fame, and has never said it."

This made Zhao Lian frown.

The old man coughed a few times, turned his head to look at Zhao Ming sitting in the main seat.

The latter pursed his lips and said softly:

"The second uncle was worried about the matter of soul-sucking and spiritual energy refining that he was worried about would not happen in Lin'an City. With the help of the Dongling National Master, Gu had gathered the dragon energy in the city.

After the unfortunate death of the Master Dongling, the fairy girl in the mountains continued this matter.

The dragon energy transforms into the immortal formation can also breed spiritual energy and protect my Lin'an city.

With the help of spiritual energy, the national master can use immortal techniques.

The destruction of the Northern Invaders is just a blink of an eye.”

"Dragon Qi?"

Zhao Lian stood up in shock.

Even if he doesn't understand the secrets of the immortal family, just by listening to this name, he knows that this thing is related to the fate of the country.

He said loudly:

"This battle is for the guardian. I am the commander of the army and I am confident that I can defeat the northern invaders! Why do you need such a precious thing? Ming'er, you are afraid that you will lose your soul!

If the dragon energy is lost, the country will be destroyed. Even if the northern invaders are defeated, what can we do?”

"The Marquis thinks it's bad."

The national teacher fairy explained:

"The dragon energy is the emperor's energy, and it is extremely noble. It is no problem to turn the spiritual array into killing energy and sweep across the vast world.

This spiritual object is based on the country's world. It is not impossible to replenish the consumption of Lin'an's dragon energy. As long as the northern country is captured and moved to Yanjing, the capital.

When the world is unified and the country is restored, the dragon energy will be flourishing everywhere. By then, the king will not only not be ill, but will also be nourished with the dragon energy and live a long life.

There are also secret techniques in our sect that can protect the safety of the king.”

"Yes."

Zhao Ming also persuaded in a gentle tone:

"Second uncle, don't worry. I have already learned the secret method of Penglai from Master Dongling. Not only can I bathe in the dragon energy, strengthen my body, but also have all kinds of magical powers."

Zhao Lian's brows did not loosen, but instead frowned tighter.

He asked sternly:

"After learning the secret method of Penglai, would you still have to join the Penglai disciple?"

It is worthy of being Weihou, and he immediately grasped the core of the problem.

When he shouted, Zhao Ming's eyes dodged for a moment.

"this..."

He knew his second uncle's temper, so he naturally concealed the matter.

But now it has been provoked and cannot be hidden.

"Weihou doesn't have to worry."

The fairy from the mountain said softly:

"How can the king of the country enter our sect and become an ordinary disciple?

My Taoist Lord of Xianshan, a few days ago, has come to the city. Today, he uses the killing dragon energy to destroy all the enemy and promote the power of the king of the country. He will choose another good day to help the Taoist Lord of the middle school of our country to personally lead the king of the king of Penglai."

"Bang"

The table in front of Weihou was kicked over.

The wine pots and plates were sprinkled everywhere, jumping and shattering, making the atmosphere in the hall low.

"You! You..."

Weihou pointed at Zhao Ming, so angry that he couldn't speak.

The old man felt that the world had really changed.

It became a little unresolved.
To be continued...