After rebirth, the Xuanmen Patriarch was forced to be deified

Chapter 397
"Damn it! These bastards! You bastards!"

Sitting on the lower left, Wu Zhaoyong, who looked like a savage with a beard and a beard, couldn't help cursing when he heard Tan Bing's words.

The right general Xiang Jinfei, who has a gentle temperament in the capital and is now a bit rough, frowned, and couldn't help guessing: "Lingbang Kingdom is going to fight to the death?"

During the three years in Zhen'an Pass, the appearance of more than 1000 white-clothed soldiers brought by Ji Yinan changed drastically.

The living environment in Zhen'anguan is harsh, their skin has become rough, and their appearance is not sloppy, but there are no traces of refinement in the capital.

"Ahem..." There was a low coughing sound from inside the tent.

Wu Zhaoyong, Xiang Jinfei and other generals looked worriedly at the young man sitting on the main seat.

Ji Yinan's ivory white pajamas were stained with blood on the chest, and everyone was shocked when they saw this.

Wu Zhaoyong strode forward, regardless of his dignity, to inspect the injury.

Seeing that the gauze wrapped in the pajamas was more bloody, he said in a deep voice, "Master, the wound is oozing blood, do you want to call the military doctor to come over and re-bandage it for you?"

Ji Yinan clenched his hand on the seat tightly into a fist, gritted his teeth and said, "No problem."

His lips were blue and his face was pale. It looked like he was injured and lacked energy and blood.

Ji Yinan stared down at the detectives: "Continue to investigate! Find out the time and exact location of their ceremony!"

"Yes!"

The soldiers kneeling in the big tent got up and left quickly.

As soon as the scout left, Ji Yinan stood up.

Before he could open his mouth, a black mist of blood sprayed out from his light-colored thin lips.

"master!"

"General!"

The generals below panicked and rushed forward.

Wu Zhaoyong hugged Ji Yinan's muscular body tightly, and there were fine traces of sweat on his forehead.

Ji Yinan, who supported Wu Zhaoyong's arm, had a storm brewing in his eyes, and a bloody murderous intent radiated from his weak body.

In the past three years, Ji Yinan's aura of frantic fighting on the battlefield is both domineering and intimidating.

Because he beheaded thousands of dead souls from the Lingbang with both hands, he was called the God of Killing.

Lingbang Kingdom is very afraid of this young general from the royal family.

Half a month ago, Ji Yinan beheaded the king of Lingbang who appeared to boost morale when the two armies were fighting.

The reputation of killing the god is even more prosperous.

However, when Ji Yinan beheaded the king of the Lingbang Kingdom, he was also injured by the enemy's evil cultivator's hidden arrow, and had an arrow in his heart.

There is no poison on the arrow, but there is evil spirit, and the military doctor can't do anything about it.

People from the Taoist sect recruited by Long Yuanguo are even more troublesome.

The evil energy on the arrow has entered the body, and it is not easy to pull it out, and it may even be life-threatening.

It is precisely because of knowing Ji Yinan's current situation that Lingbang Kingdom dared to fight to the death at this time.

In the past three years, Lingbang Kingdom has suffered a lot in the hands of Long Yuan.

Now that their king is dead, they really couldn't help it, and sent thousands of evil cultivators out.

Ji Yinan has a feeling that this battle is crucial, and the outcome will be announced soon.

Ji Yinan pushed away Wu Zhaoyong who was supporting him, and his black eyes swept towards more than 20 generals in the room.

His thin lips moved, and his voice was low: "Give me an order to summon the cavalry to stand by at any time. If the Lingbang Kingdom dares to harm the people of my Longyuan Kingdom, then use the blood of their royal family and nobles as a sacrifice!"

When Wu Zhaoyong heard the words, he immediately knelt down and begged for orders: "General, this subordinate is willing to lead the troops to kill the new king of Lingbang Kingdom!"

Ji Yinan: "This king leads the troops himself!"

In the past three years, he has grown taller.

The thin pajamas were pasted on the strong and slender body, and the youthful rebelliousness faded away, and the restrained temperament all over his body made him even more majestic and domineering.

Upon hearing this, all the generals knelt down one after another: "General must not!"

Ji Yinan lowered her eyes, picked up the red jade on the table, held it tightly in her palm,

This piece of jade was given to him by Guoshi Luoji as a birthday present three years ago in a gazebo ten miles outside the capital.

Hongyu did, as the other party said, have the ability to repair injuries.

In the past three years, relying on this piece of ruby, Ji Yinan narrowly escaped death several times.

This time will be no exception.

He will definitely kill the royal family and nobles of Lingbang, and sacrifice hundreds of civilians who died in the dragon.

At this moment, a report from a soldier came from outside the door.

"General, there is news from the capital!"

Ji Yinan's eyes as black as black jade flickered slightly, and he frowned and said, "Come in!"

A man in a black brocade robe came in and knelt down on his knees: "This subordinate has seen the prince!"

Seeing that it was his dead soldier who came in person, Ji Yinan's already pale face became even more ugly.

If it weren't for a major event in the capital, the dead would never act without authorization.

Ji Yinan took a deep breath, affecting the wound on his chest, causing him to frown slightly in pain.

He waved to more than 20 generals in the room: "Go down first."

These people were very convinced by Ji Yinan, they turned around and walked away lightly.

Only Ji Yinan was left in the main tent, and the dead man kneeling on the ground, the latter spoke slowly.

The other party told the conversation between Luo Ji Guoshi and the emperor half a month ago, verbatim.

Ji Yinan's face was livid, and in his red eyes, a bit of embarrassing injury and violence flashed,

The hand he was holding on to Hongyu pierced his flesh and blood with too much force.

A drop of bright red blood fell to the ground.

Ji Yinan didn't seem to feel the pain, he gritted his teeth and said, "What a Luo Ji! What a national teacher!"

The woman he thought about day and night wanted him to die.

The love at first sight three years ago, and the throbbing that couldn't be suppressed, all turned into deep hatred at this moment.

Guoshi Luo Ji's stunning face that seduces all living beings, once caught in the eyes, it went straight to the bottom of my heart.

With the accumulation of longing, the taste changed unconsciously.

In Ji Yinan's dream, Luo Ji's national teacher's every move is so soul-stirring, it always affects his heart, making him bow his head and bow down.

One day, he had a flood and daring dream.

In the dream, he and Luo Ji Guoshi became the closest people in the world, and the wet tears in the corners of each other's red eyes were cherished by him.

That cold voice became soft and waxy, making people's bones crisp.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Ji Yinan blocked the red lips that were always hidden behind the red gauze, tempting his Adam's apple to roll, like red plums in the snow, arrogant and coquettish.

Unattainable, Luo Ji, who is alienated like a fairy, seems to be a different person, and his eyes are red in his arms.

The other party was as obedient as a tsundere cat cub, and sometimes murmured in his arms, expressing dissatisfaction, and sometimes rubbed back and forth, very impatient.

After that, he became angry because he couldn't get food, leaving countless paw prints on his body.

Ji Yinan felt sorry for her, wishing she could give her his life, just to please her and show a more beautiful and charming side.

Then, Ji Yinan woke up.

For the first time in his life, he was at a loss for what to do with the source of life that was left on the royal brocade quilt, which had already been icy cold.

On that day, the boy transformed into a real man.

Ji Yinan's turbulent thoughts about Luo Ji's national teacher in his heart have been hidden by no one for three years.

Only during the truce, he dared to indulge in missing his sweetheart in the capital.

He hid this youthful throbbing very well, even fantasizing about the beautiful future.

Now, God slapped him awake severely.

He was stabbed severely by his so-called sweetheart.

　Ask for a monthly ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)