Nangong Yingxue looked around. Among the people, Nangong Yingxue's cultivation level was not high, not even comparable to Fatty, but in terms of brains, he was definitely one of the best.
Because of this, when Ye Yuxi is not around on weekdays, Fatty, Tianzong and others all look up to Nangong Yingxue.
"Half a month... Huo Ling has five days at the latest before he can leave the customs and rush from Nanchang to Guilomen. With the speed of the Tianfeng clan, one day is enough. There is no rush for the journey." Ye Yu Ximei He narrowed his eyes slightly and made his own analysis.
"How is everyone's cultivation progress?" Bai Jinyi's eyes also fell on Nangong Yingxue.
"Jiu Chenyin has the highest level of cultivation. He has advanced to the peak of Xuan Ling and may break through at any time. Apart from the first time, there are nine people in the late stage of Xuan Ling, seven in the middle stage of Xuan Ling, and except for the two people at the peak of Huang Ling, the remaining Those who fell are all in the early stage of Xuanling." Nangong Yingxue said quickly.
Everyone's cultivation progress has always been imprinted in Nangong Yingxue's mind.
"Tell everyone to practice hard and defeat the Ghost Locomotive. The Ziyun Continent belongs to us." Ye Yuxi's voice was low, revealing murderous intent.
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Tens of thousands of miles away, Guiluomen headquarters.
"This tea was just picked last month this year. The entire Ziyun Continent's production is only a few hundred kilograms. If you don't drink it, it will be wasted."
In the dim stone hall, several braziers provided light in the corners. Occasionally, the flames flickered when the dark wind blew in.
"Master Longmen invites me over. Just tell me if you have anything to say." Grandma Yunshou was sitting on the stone bench, her hands no longer covered with crutches, her waist straight, her face haggard, but her eyes were still full of coldness.
"I remember Grandma Yunshou once said that if you are too violent, you will become obsessed. I will keep this sentence in mind. In another half month, Bai Jinyi and Ye Yuxi will be here, and by the way, there will be your baby. Disciple, maybe my mother-in-law thinks that just a few of them can save you."
Long Qingfeng held a cup of tea in his hand. When he spoke, he brought the cup to his lips, with a sneer on his lips.
"Boy Bai is a person with the same name as you. You can lead the crowd to defeat Yaowang Valley. Why can't he lead people to kill him back?" Granny Yunshou also sneered in return, but her smile seemed to be for Gui Luomen. Send off.
"Mother-in-law, don't forget that your precious apprentice is still with them. Can you bear to watch your apprentice die with them? As long as mother-in-law writes a handwritten letter to sue the world, stating that the Beiming Divine Sect will no longer interfere with it. I promise that I will let my mother-in-law and Jiuchenyin leave safely due to the grudge between Ghost Lomen and Yaowang Valley." Long Qingfeng's eyes were deep and he stared at Yunshou's mother-in-law motionlessly, trying to make her surrender.
"I'm just an elder of the Beiming Divine Sect. I can't be the leader of the sect. So what if I wrote a handwritten letter? If you let me go, aren't you afraid that what happened thirteen years ago will happen again?"
Thirteen years ago, the Bai Mansion also experienced a catastrophe. At that time, Bai Jinyi's grandfather died in battle, and the Ghost Lomen was massacred by Granny Yunshou in one night, killing half of the city.
When Long Qingfeng heard Grandma Yunshou mentioning old memories, his eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent.
"Dong dong dong..." Rapid footsteps sounded from the door of the stone palace.
Poisonous Widow twisted her waist and walked in from the outside. She stood in the middle of the hall and bowed her head slightly towards Long Qingfeng as a salute.
"Sect Master, the first batch of powerful family heads have arrived. Do you want to go over and meet them." The Poisonous Widow stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.