In the famine, she stockpiled space supplies and became a bandit.

Xiao He over there also noticed Luo Xi and the others.

"Damn it, he actually used the mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole is behind." He cursed softly.

But everyone was so focused on killing just now that Xiao He didn't even remember Luo Xi and the others.

It seems that I have no choice but to fight to the death.

But before the two sides started fighting, the small tree suspended in the air moved again. It flew high into the sky with a "whoosh", spinning rapidly as it flew, emitting a dazzling light.

Luo Xi had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sure enough, after it had been spinning for about half a minute, it exploded with a "bang", turning into specks of silver light that scattered everywhere, and soon nothing could be seen.

Seeing this ending, for some reason, Luo Xi felt relieved.

Xiao He on the other side didn't think so. He was almost going crazy.

The treasure that I had worked so hard to obtain is just... gone?

He is not willing!

"Luo Xi, give me your life."

Xiao He attributed all his hatred to Luo Xi, drew his sword and pointed it into the sky, shouting: "Everyone listen up, charge, kill Luo Xi..."

However, before he could finish his words, there was a sudden "crack" in the sky, and a bolt of lightning struck straight towards the sword.

Xiao He immediately got a free ironing perm, for his entire body. Black smoke suddenly came out of him, and there was a smell of barbecue. He was dead.

Everyone was stunned.

But after a while, everyone lost interest in Xiao He, because with the sound of thunder, heavy rain began to fall from the sky.

Yes, it was a heavy rain, the kind that soaked the ground in just a short while.

"Great, it's finally raining." Qi Lei opened his arms and enjoyed the rain to his heart's content.

He really hadn't seen such heavy rain in a long time.

Everyone present had a similar reaction. They raised their heads and let the rain "crackle" on their faces, with an expression of indescribable enjoyment.

Baihu was also very happy, but he did not forget Xiao He's subordinates on the opposite side.

"Boss, what should they do?"

Before Luo Xi could say anything, a large group of people came rumbling from a distance and soon arrived in front of Luo Xi.

It was Xia Zhong, who finally arrived with his army: "I am late, please punish me, Boss."

Soon after, Le Zheng Feiyuan, covered in blood, also arrived with his men and said the same words.

Luo Xi: "..."

This scene only appeared after the problem was solved, why does it seem so familiar?

"Everyone, get up." Luo Xi didn't want to say anything anymore.

Xiao He's subordinates looked at each other.

What a fart!

The soldier closest to him swiftly dropped his weapon and knelt down.

"Master Luo, we surrender."

Seeing this, the others also dropped their weapons and raised their hands above their heads.

Luo Xi had no time to care about these people at this moment: "Le Zheng Feiyuan, I'll leave this to you."

As she spoke, she gestured to Qinglong to carry Jiuxian on his back and rush towards the military camp, otherwise if they delayed any further, Jiuxian would probably die.

Fortunately, they were not far away and arrived there in a short while. After placing Jiuxian in a military tent, Luo Xi quickly asked someone to call a military doctor.

But after taking Luo Xi's pulse, the military doctor shook his head at him with a heavy face.

"Master, I am not very knowledgeable and cannot cure the ninth floor master's injury." He said: "Why don't you ask someone to call the divine doctor Nan, maybe there is still a glimmer of hope."

"So serious?" Luo Xi thought that Jiuxian would be fine after taking the pill and waking up.

Even if he just fainted again, he might just be tired. Didn't you expect that he was injured so badly?

"Where... was he injured?" Luo Xi asked.

The military doctor looked at Jiuxian's face with admiration: "The Ninth Floor Master must have been tortured inhumanely. His internal organs are broken in many places. He is still alive now, all thanks to something holding him up."

Luo Xi knew that it should be the medicine given by Nan Wushang.

"You must do everything you can to keep him alive and wait for Nan Wushang's arrival." She said to the military doctor.

In fact, Luo Xi had already sent someone to call Nan Wushang a few days ago, and he should be here soon.

"I will do my best." The military doctor quickly prepared a prescription.

During the time we were waiting for someone, the rain never stopped falling. The years of drought were finally over.

As to whether all this is related to the Lingquan Tree, no one knows.

Le Zheng Feiyuan braved the rain and dealt with the matters on the battlefield.

"Boss, should we temporarily cease fire, or march south to the entire Apocalypse Dynasty?" he asked

In fact, he hoped that Luo Xi would choose the latter, because the current situation was really too favorable for them. If they delayed, who knew if there would be any more unexpected events, and how many twists and turns would arise when they wanted to send troops again?

Kele Zheng Feiyuan also knew that the Ninth Floor Master's life was hanging by a thread, and it was hard to say whether he could survive. As for the eldest lady, she actually cared about the Ninth Floor Master very much.

How could Luo Xi not understand his concerns, but: "I'll take care of Jiuxian here, as for seizing Tianqi, I'll leave it to you."

She took out the tiger talisman and handed it over: "From today on, all the soldiers in Chaoyang will be under your command. I will also let Yin Lisijia and others cooperate with you in the battle. There will definitely be enough food and supplies."

Le Zheng Feiyuan was shocked and knelt on one knee to take the tiger talisman respectfully.

"The last general takes command!"

His voice was loud and steady, his eyes were indescribably firm, and there was a hint of gratitude.

To be honest, according to the current situation in the world, it would be a piece of cake for them to take it over, and anyone could accomplish it, but the boss gave this honor to him.

After Le Zheng Feiyuan bowed to Luo Xi and left the tent, he began to reorganize his troops. He wanted to conquer the world in the shortest time possible to live up to the trust of the boss.

On the other hand, although the military doctor thought of all the methods he could think of and did all the things he could, Jiuxian's breath was getting weaker and weaker, and now he couldn't even drink the spiritual spring water that Luo Xi fed him.

"Boss, please accept my condolences. I'm afraid the Ninth Floor Master will not make it through this." The military doctor finally said helplessly: "His organs have begun to fail. Even if Doctor Nan arrives, there may be nothing he can do."

Qinglong's eyes were red. He slowly walked to the bed and sat down, staring at Jiuxian's familiar yet pale face without a trace of blood.

In fact, he and Jiuxian were from the same group of kids picked up in the building. At that time, everyone had no name, only numbers. He was number 26, and Jiuxian was number 99 because he was the youngest and thinnest. When they were young, they practiced martial arts and lived together.

At the beginning, everyone was having fun playing and fighting every day, except Jiuxian, who always liked to be alone and had a cold and cool expression all the time.

Seeing that Jiuxian was young at the time, he secretly hid some food and gave it to him. Only then did Qinglong realize that Jiuxian had other expressions besides being cold and cruel.

Later, when they were older, the training became difficult, and he sometimes almost couldn't bear it. But at this time, Jiuxian showed amazing talent, his martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and his ranking became higher and higher, even surpassing him.

At this time, whenever he failed in training and couldn't get food, food would always be handed to him, and when he looked up, he would see Jiuxian's cool little face.

Later, Jiuxian was chosen as the next building owner because of his superb martial arts, while he, with his average qualifications, was chosen as the next Qinglong Protector.

Qinglong knew the reason without even thinking about it.

But is such a nine-stringed instrument really going to disappear?