On top of the city.

A breeze blew by, and Xiao Dugu's long black hair rose up. He looked into the distance calmly, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Ye Daosheng joked, "Are you scared, sir?"

Xiao Dugu took off the wine gourd from his waist, raised his head and drank wildly. After a while, the whole pot of wine was empty. "Afraid? Why should I be afraid? I have traveled around the nine states for half my life, experienced countless battles, and had my life hanging by a thread many times. Haven't I survived it all?"

"It's just...Old Chu, Daqian Patriarch, Ghost Immortal Sword and I are all friends. One day we will meet on the battlefield. I feel a little sad about the impermanence of life."

"But don't worry, Your Highness. Even if the three of them join forces, I will not take them seriously. I have a sword that is invincible in the Nine Provinces."

"Your Highness, keep fighting. Don't worry. Some things will have to be faced sooner or later."

Ye Daosheng nodded, "I'm sorry to trouble you, sir."

Xiao Dugu smiled and said, "It's just that the camps are different. In the words of the court, each serves its own master. Your Highness, just go ahead and do it."

He turned and left, disappearing over the city in a few leaps. Ye Daosheng looked at his back and shouted, "Sir, where are you going?"

"Get some wine!"

The sound echoed through the air for a long time.

Yun Xuanwu glanced at him and said, "Uncle Xiao is a man of character. No wonder my grandfather respects him so much. I remember my grandfather once said that in the land of Jiuzhou, no one in the world can compare with Uncle Xiao in terms of talent."

"Brother, he is here to protect us. We will be safe. We just need to charge towards Shengque City."

At this point, he paused and continued, "If big brother is still worried, I will write a letter immediately to inform my grandfather to come."

Ye Daosheng waved his hand and said, "Don't bother Senior Yun with this little thing."

"Let's go back and rest. We have to travel again tomorrow."

............

The pitch-black night enveloped the Daqian Palace. The palaces looked like ferocious beasts lurking in the darkness, emitting a majestic and domineering aura. Outside the ancestral land, a figure stood upright.

It was none other than Tuoba Ming.

Eighteen cities fell one after another, and the military reports sent to the imperial capital had filled up the dragon desk in the imperial study. He had never expected that the Qin Dynasty would suddenly launch an attack, so he came again to ask the ancestor to come out of seclusion.

But he had come here five times and had never seen Tuoba Xuantian.

Tonight, Tuoba Ming plans to wait in the ancestral land until his death. He will not leave until the ancestor shows up.

Swish.

Swish.

Two figures floated down from the sky and appeared above the ancestral land. Tuoba Ming saw the people coming and quickly walked up to them, "Greetings, ancestor."

"Greetings, Senior Li."

At this moment, there was a woman standing next to Tuoba Xuantian. She was wearing a long black dress and her face was as cold as ice. When she saw Tuoba Ming saluting, she just nodded.

"Ming'er, I already know about the Great Qin attack on the city." Tuoba Xuantian said in a deep voice, "The Great Qin wants to destroy Qian, and this war is inevitable."

"Who gave Daqin the confidence to dare to attack Daqin? The Emperor Qin is so bold, does he really think Daqian is easy to bully?"

At this point, he paused and looked at Tuoba Ming, "Is there any news about the Mad King?"

"Reporting to the ancestor, the Mad King is in Moyun City and should be on his way back to the capital now." Tuoba Ming did not dare to hide it.

"Then wait a little longer. When the Mad King returns and the army is dispatched, we will go with the army." Tuoba Xuantian seemed to have thought of something, "How many troops did the Qin Dynasty send to attack Qian this time, and who led them?"

"The three armies of the Great Qin have a total of 90,000 troops, and their commanders are Prince of Yan Ye Zhantian, Prince of Ning Ye Daosheng, and General Qin Jian."

"Ming'er, this is what you told me, the cities of Daqian are impregnable, there will be absolutely no mistakes?" Tuoba Xuantian asked sternly, "Only 90,000 troops marched straight into the city and captured 18 cities. Are our generals in Daqian just decorations?"

"Old Ancestor, you don't know that King Yan Ye Zhantian is already a Grandmaster. The generals guarding the cities are no match for him."

"Prince Yan is a Grandmaster, so are Prince Ning and Qin Jian also Grandmasters?" Tuoba Xuantian reprimanded, "Don't make excuses for failure."

At this time, the woman in black suddenly spoke up, "Xuantian, Daqin is well prepared. Since the incident has already happened, don't blame them anymore. Let's think about how to solve the problem."

"I, Daqian, have no fear of a battle. When the Mad King returns, the three of us will attack together. Even if Daqin has a million soldiers, they will never be able to get close to the imperial capital."

"Old Xuantian, you have underestimated Daqin." A voice came from the sky, and then a figure stepped into the air and appeared in front of the three people. It was the Mad King Chu Kuangren.

"The Mad King is back." Tuoba Xuantian stood up to greet him, "What did you mean by what you just said?"

Madman Chu glanced at Tuoba Ming, his eyes full of disgust, and angrily said: "What a shame, it's all your fault."

Tuoba Ming looked aggrieved, "King, what did I do wrong?"

"What did you do wrong? Tell me why Daqin attacked Daqian."

"Tell me why Daqian colluded with the demons."

Madman Chu's face looked terrifyingly gloomy.

"Ming'er, is what the Mad King said true? Are you colluding with the demons?" Tuoba Xuantian's powerful pressure fell, "I hope you don't hide it, otherwise the consequences will not be something you can bear."

"Old Ancestor, I didn't know they were demons. At first, it was Imperial Master Tianmeng who came to the imperial capital to discuss an alliance with me. The conditions they offered were too generous, and I had no way to refuse."

"I only found out not long ago that Tianmeng is now controlled by the demons, and Tianmeng's national teacher is the Demon Emperor, Mo Jiuchong."

Tuoba Ming knelt on the ground with a plop. "Grandmaster, I was wrong. Because of this, I lost Cang Yun, so I refused to form an alliance with Tian Meng. Grandmaster, you must believe what I said. There is absolutely no lie."

"For so long, I have been kept in the dark by you. If it weren't for the return of the Mad King, I would not have known about this." Tuoba Xuantian was furious, "I really regret handing Daqian over to you back then."

As he spoke, he shook his head helplessly, knowing that at this point, even if he killed Tuoba Ming, it would be useless. "King Kuang, the 90,000 soldiers of the Great Qin have successively captured 18 cities in Daqian and are heading straight for Shengque City. What do you think we should do?"

Chu Kuangren: “????”

He did not expect that the Qin Dynasty would take the initiative to send troops. Things were much more complicated and difficult than he had imagined.

Seeing Tuoba Xuantian and Li Qingfeng's eyes on him, Chu Kuangren thought for a moment, "Brother Xuantian, Ghost Sword Immortal, give up the idea of ​​fighting Daqin."

"What does the Mad King mean by this? Can't the three of us defeat Daqin together? As far as I know, after the ancestor of the Daqin royal family disappeared in the battlefield of immortals and demons, there are no more strong people in Daqin."

Li Qingfeng looked at Chu Kuangren suspiciously.

"The Great Qin ancestor is missing, but the Drunken Sword Immortal is in Great Qin and is subservient to Ning Wang Ye Daosheng." Chu Kuangren said, paused, and continued: "Not long ago in the boundary sea, Ning Wang Ye Daosheng obtained the treasure under the sea, and Xiao Dugu defeated three land immortals of the demon clan with one sword."

"One sword!"

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