When the sun is slanting to the west, the outside of Tongtian City becomes more and more lively. This city that is constantly being rebuilt has attracted a large number of merchants. Countless timber merchants and stone merchants gathered here, looking for business opportunities everywhere. The officers of the battalion bargain loudly. Under the rule of King Qin, civilized and democratic, everyone is equal, and the courage of the merchants is getting bigger and bigger.
Even many stray mercenaries and hunters stopped in the temporary wooden hotel outside Tongtian City, listening to the girl holding the matouqin playing and singing, using the copper coins in exchange for prey and tasks to buy a night of drunkenness, everyone seemed to have forgotten. Regarding the past that the demons once wreaked havoc here, I felt that as long as King Qin's Longdan camp was still stationed here, then the world would be peaceful, and the demons would never invade human territory for half a step.
In the first battle of Tongtian Province, the king of Qin Lin Muyu defeated the main force of the Demon Race, and completely defeated the Demon Race and forced them to return to the narrow Tongtian Gorge. In the Empire, Lin Muyu has become synonymous with the God of War, and his prestige has been steadily in the wind. , Xiang Yu, Qin Yan and others are on top.
When the news of victory came back to Lanyan City, Lanyan City celebrated for three days. The defeat of the demons also meant that the battle for hegemony on the mainland had finally ended, and the empire ushered in the long-awaited peace and prosperity. .
However, the expeditionary army of the Longdan Camp still lived a very hard life. During the battle with the demons, nearly half of its troops were lost. With its vitality severely injured, the replenishment of troops has become the first thing that the Longdan Camp must do. A major event, so that there is a temporary recruiting station every five miles outside Tongtian City, which is responsible for recruiting adventurers and mercenaries to join the gentian camp and become imperial soldiers. This is also impossible, Lingnan and Ling The forces in the two northern provinces are equally tight. Lin Muyu cannot rely on Feng Jixing and Qin Yan for everything. These two kings are also broken for the sake of Lingdong Province. It is said that Feng Jixing even took his wife. He came out to buy weapons and equipment to supplement the needs of the Longdan Camp. Now he is washing his face with tears in the palace of the sunset city every day. He feels that he is a prodigal brother for the sake of his brother, and he will never be able to marry a daughter-in-law in his life.
To the north of Tongtian City, dozens of criss-cross avenues lead directly to distant jungles, county towns, etc. There are endless pedestrians on the road, including business travelers and adventurers.
There were already guests in a row of taverns along the way. Many people started eating here to replenish their energy, and then spent a few copper coins to buy some low-quality ale to indulge themselves. Outside the tavern, a group carried battle axes and spears. The mercenaries on their shoulders slowly walked over with the thin horse, looking at the tavern one by one, but because they had no money in their pockets, they could only watch dryly.
"If this task is not completed, we can only drink Northwest Wind." Among the crowd, a middle-aged mercenary with a dagger stuck in his waist said lightly.
"But, it's so easy to hunt a 1000-year-old flame spirit beast, huh... Those lords in Yanming County don't even know how powerful a spirit beast is." The man with a battle axe on his shoulder said cursingly: "They I only know that xx who is touching the maid in the blue tile house all day long, no one knows that we are hunting spirit beasts with our heads pinned to the waist of our trousers."
"What are you complaining about?" The middle-aged mercenary sneered: "If you don't have the life of the master, then you can only accept your fate, let's go, we will camp outside the jungle, and we will have some flour tonight. What about tomorrow? Whether you can open the meat or not depends on whether your axe can be thrown correctly."
"Ok."
At the recruiting station set up by the road, a thin recruit hurriedly waved his hand: "Several strong men, since they go hunting in the mountains, why not join the Gentian camp? Be a warrior fighting for the honor of the empire!"
"Bah, get out of here!" The mercenary carrying the battle axe said coldly: "Imperial honor can fill my stomach or give me a woman. If you can't, you lie to the ghost, the fool is giving his life to those idiots! You give it to me. I shut up, before I split your head with an axe while I'm not angry."
The recruits were speechless and didn't dare to speak much. The mercenaries along the way were not easy to mess with, after all, they were all the masters who licked blood on the blade.
At this moment, a man wearing a high-ranking officer's armor rode past. It was Lin Muyu. The three imperial gold stars were shining at the neckline. The recruits hurriedly walked to the side of the road to salute: "See His Royal Highness!"
Lin Muyu smiled happily: "Thank you very much."
"Yes... No... No hard work, thank you, King Qin!" The recruits blushed with excitement. The legendary one of the four masters of Lan Yan, King Qin Lin Muyu, actually talked to himself, and also expressed condolences to himself. He is the legendary imperial hero who turned the tide. Ah, such a legendary hero actually talked to himself!
The recruit stood there with joy, and his heart was full of joy. He was swept away by the mercenary's insults just now, and watched Lin Muyu lead dozens of cavalry away on horseback. He knew that Qin Wang Lin Muyu would pass here almost every day at this time. On the other side of the mountain stream, he drinks horses and washes, but he rarely stops to talk to anyone.
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Less than ten miles away from Tongtian City, a continuous mountain range appeared in the jungle. A mountain stream formed between two low hills, with gurgling water and fertile grasslands on both sides.
Lin Muyu got off his horse and walked over with Taxue. This Taxue was born of Tang Xiaoxi’s mount, Xueli, and was presented by Qin Yin personally. These two confidantes only left this point for themselves, so Lin Muyu is even No matter how busy the official business is, he will inevitably wash Taxue with his own hands every day.
Leading the horse into the shallow water of the mountain stream, repeatedly scrubbing the horse's hair with a brush, while stepping on the snow, it slapped its nose freely, and splashed Lin Muyu with his horse's hoof on the splash.
A group of guards on the shore laughed, and Bai Yin also took his horse to wash it, and asked: "His Royal Highness, I heard that you have been living with Ouyang Yan recently?"
Looking at the Longdan Camp, there are not many people who dare to make such jokes with Lin Muyu now, Baiyin counts as one. Whoever left him alone is a Jiang Yang thief wanted by the court, and he doesn't care about life or death anymore.
"Who said that, I haven't touched her." Lin Muyu refuted, but after speaking, she felt that the refutation was too weak, just like she hadn't said it.
Bai Yin chuckled and said nothing.
A few minutes later, the water in the mountain stream suddenly became much slower, as if it had been cut off by someone. Lin Muyu couldn't help frowning and looked up upstream. As soon as he could see, he saw a breath. The hidden person stood above the mountain stream, and the divine power at his feet blocked the entire stream.
This person must be a strong cultivator, and he can still approach quietly even when Lin Muyu disperses the spiritual pulse technique, and his cultivation is definitely above Lin Muyu!
"Are you Lin Muyu?" There was a faint smile on the corner of the person's mouth.
"It's me, who are you?"
Lin Muyu put down the brush for brushing the horse, raised his hand and drew out the Star Sword lightly, moving slowly, but with unparalleled firmness and calmness.
The man on the mountain stream had a cold smile and said, "One of the god kings of the Northern Heaven Realm, my name is Yang Li."
"Are you the god who came to the Broken Cauldron Realm a month ago?"
"Yes, it's me." Yang Li raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "I heard that your strength is very strong. Come here for a while, Lin Muyu, you must fight me without reservation, otherwise you will die."
As he said, the frost with a radius of several tens of meters whirled up and froze everything in the upper reaches of the mountain stream in a blink of an eye, like a severe winter!
Lin Muyu naturally knew how great he was, and handed the reins of the horse to Bai Yin, and said in a low voice, "Take everyone back to the camp, right away!"
Bai Yin did not intend to disobey his orders. The feeling that he was striving was a crushing existence, and even if he was willing, the power of a god king could kill Bai Yin!
"What will your Highness do?" a group of guards said angrily. Many of them have been following Lin Muyu since Lan Yancheng. Even if they are dead, they are not willing to let Lin Muyu be here alone.
"All go, this is an order!" Lin Muyu waved and shouted in a low voice: "I'm fine, don't worry!"
"What are you waiting for? Go!"
With a scream, Bai Yin led the crowd and galloped away from the place, leading the Xuexue Warhorse.
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Yang Li didn't stop all of this, and several people appeared behind him, all of whom were god-level cultivation bases, and one of them was a saint master.
Lin Muyu's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, the visitors were unkind, and there were so many people all at once, unless he was a god emperor, how could he escape
Yang Li seemed to see through Lin Muyu's thoughts, ice and snow lingered around his arm quickly, condensed into a frost long sword, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, these gods are just grazing for me, they won't do anything, and You don’t have to worry that I will kill you. As long as you don’t die with ten tricks against me, I will let you go."
"Ten strokes?"
Lin Muyu frowned. This is how long it has been. It's been a long time since no one has spoken to herself so arrogantly.
But Yang Li has this qualification. The supernatural power of the Law of Frost seems to freeze everything into winter. This is a god king who has the character of immortal casting, and the wave of the supernatural power of frost is as high as fifty in an instant. The heavy cave sky, this is simply not comparable to the ten heavy cave sky in Lin Muyu's district.
However, Lin Muyu's advantage lies in the tyranny of the Supreme Being, as well as the power of the Star Art and Qi Yao. You must let go, otherwise you may die here today. Since there are ten tricks, let's take the initiative!
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"Om!"
The Star Sword shook violently due to the concentration of divine power. The star power gathered in the long sword and turned into icy cold air. When Lin Muyu moved his feet, it turned into lightning and flew out, and went straight to the god king. go with!
The instantaneous movement speed was so fast that Peixun, Huang Yi and others were stunned. This god of the lower realm really deserves its reputation. Such a speed... even if it is placed in the heavens, it is one of the few tyrannical!
It's a pity that his opponent is the best among the god kings of the Northern Heaven Realm-Yang Li!