Chapter 81 Visit

"What about the land of the Cui family?" Ask in the north.

Qin Yue's eyes were full of cold light, and he said coldly, "Come on."

Two soldiers pushed the door and entered, "City Lord."

Qin Yue looked at them and said, "Go, bring me someone and kill all the young people of the Cui family, leaving no one."

"Yes." The two soldiers responded without hesitation. This was their fate, their fate, and the military order was supreme.

"At this time, who still cares about those and directly occupies the spiritual land? Based on your inference, as long as we can persist in the city for a year, we can cultivate a large number of masters. At that time, the State of Zhao will inevitably change hands, hahahaha..."

"City owner, city owner." At the rise of Qin Yue's smile, the soldier who had slipped away ran in.

"What's the matter?" Qin Yue said.

"City owner, a young man just escaped from the city with the Cui family." The soldier said.

"B bastard." Qin Yue was furious, "What's wrong with you? Ten thousand people can't stop how many people?"

"City lord, they didn't go to the gate." The soldier was obviously scared and crawled on the ground trembling.

"Did they fly out?" Qin Yue scolded that someone on his territory ran away safely, which really annoyed him.

"It's a immortal." At this time, a voice came from outside the hall. Qin Yue looked at it and saw a Confucian general appear outside the hall.

"Zixing is back." When Qin Yue saw the person coming, he quickly smiled and said that his transformation was extremely fast.

The Confucian general named Zixing walked into the hall and bowed to Qin Yue: "Lu Yu, see the city lord." Then three bows and nine knocks.

"Get up quickly." Qin Yue helped Lu Yu, "You said that there were immortals who helped the Cui family escape from the city?" Qin Yue asked.

"Not bad." Lu Yu nodded.

"Can you see who it is?" He asked at this time of going north.

Looking at the north, Lu Yu has respect. This old man has helped Qin Yue a lot and the Iron Armor Army a lot.

"It's a teenager, about 17 or 18 years old." Lu Yu said.

"What's wrong? Fairy master?" Qin Yue asked.

Go north and frowned together, "Young man, as far as I know, there are no such young immortals near Dingyan City. If it's ordinary, it's nothing... I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?" Qin Yue asked.

"I'm afraid it's a disciple of which sect. In this way, it will be troublesome." The frown in the north frowned even more.

"Zongmen..." Everyone present was shocked when they heard the words.

"Sect... Is it really that awesome?" Lu Yu muttered.

There was a wry smile on the corners of his mouth. "The sect is not what you can imagine. Even one of their elite disciples can easily erase the State of Zhao from the whole Dongzhou, so I will try my best to let Yaner enter the sect."

"Okay, when this time passes, I will let Yaner enter the sect." Qin Yue said resolutely. Only going north is still sad, and no one knows what he is worried about.

Then, Qin Yue ordered the closure of the city and prohibit anyone from entering or leaving. The once prosperous Dingyan City seems to have cast a shadow today.

Qianqiu was sitting on the cloud plate at this time. He wanted to find the army of the State of Zhao, not that he wanted the soldiers of the State of Zhao to help him, but to ask them to cooperate.

According to the blind man, you should be able to see it after flying a distance.

About a cup of tea, Qianqiu saw the black pressed piece in front of him. Yes, the black pressed piece, just like the grass on the grassland. I don't know how much it is. I only know that the scene makes your scalp numb. 700,000 people, silver robbers, all of which are white clothes and white armor. That scene is like a piece of white grass. Originally, it was boundless.

Qianqiu looked at the map in his mind, which was given by Lu Ji and has a large range. From the map, Qianqiu knew that this is a rolling mountain range, but the whole terrain is very flat, not as dangerous as Shizhi Mountain. It is called Pingdi Mountain.

But Qianqiu is a little confused. There are no mountains here... Then look at the white ocean below, which was the army of Zhao stationed below. Looking at the ups and downs of their station, it suddenly turned out that this small mountain range was under the feet of the Silver Gun Army, and 700,000 people completely flattened a mountain range, although it was only a small mountain range.

My eyes keep scanning, but in addition to white and white, there is also a strong reflector in the sun. Even Qianqiu has the spiritual power to protect his eyes, he can't stand it.

Suddenly, Qianqiu's eyes stopped. There was a relatively high camp, with only a military tent on it, and it was very big. It seemed that it was the place of General Zhao. He set the target and Qianqiu flew there.

Feng Qian, the marshal of the State of Zhao, once opened the territory for the State of Zhao and was invincible. If anyone in the State of Zhao can compare with Qin Yue, there is no doubt that he is this person.

The thin and old face has a different spirit. The eyes are particularly clear, not as cloudy and bright as ordinary old people. His lips are tight and he is not angry.

"Marshal, it is rumored that there is a monk beside Qin Yue, which is very powerful. We have to guard against it." Xu Zhengye, a military engineer, said.

"Haha, don't worry, although they have monks, as long as we can surround Dingyan City for a while, after Your Majesty settles domestic affairs, we will send immortals to help us." Feng Qian said with a smile.

"Didn't your majesty say that you invited the monks to Dingyan City?" A general next to him said.

"Ha ha, General Li doesn't know that the monk was invited and did not volunteer to help His Majesty, so this should not be included. As a general, he can't place his hopes on others." Feng Qian said.

"What the marshal said." General Li saluted respectfully and retreated.

'hu'

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and then a white shadow flashed in the tent, and then Qianqiu's figure appeared in everyone's eyes.

"Protect the marshal." A fierce shout, accompanied by the sound of drawing a sword and drawing a knife.

After only a while, seven or eight generals in the account protected Feng Qian behind him with knives.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" General Li looked at Qianqiu and shouted. Others also looked nervous and appeared in the big account out of thin air. Obviously, they were not ordinary people. If it was unfavorable to the marshal, it would be troublesome.

Qianqiu looked at the people who were almost next to their feet, and did not answer General Li's words. Instead, he picked up a wine glass on the table next to him and smelled it by his nose, but there was no smell of wine, but the fragrance of tea.

"There will also be tea in the barracks?" Qianqiu said lightly.

Feng Qian has been paying attention to this sudden young man. He has long known that the other party is not an ordinary person, but compared with other generals, he is undoubtedly very calm. Hearing Qianqiu's words, Feng Qian smiled. It is not appropriate to drink when marching, but replace it with tea.

"This is a good way." Qianqiu said, and then picked up the teapot and took a sip.

"How does it taste?" Feng Qian actually asked with a smile.

"Yes, but it's a pity that this is a military camp. Without that atmosphere, it wasted a pot of good tea." Qianqiu shook his head.

"Isn't it a waste to drink it?" Feng Qian said.

"It's still a waste. Although this tea is good, it's not easy to drink it all." Qianqiu continued.

Seeing this scene, the generals present stared. No one understood why this inexplicable person said something inexplicable and wonderful to his marshal?

"All retreat." Feng Qian waved his hand and said.

"But the marshal..." General Li wants to speak.

"Recede." Feng Qian's tone is irresistible.

"Yes." Everyone withdrew their swords, but still stood beside Feng Qian.

"What's the name of the little brother?" Feng Qian looked at Qianqiu with a smile and asked.

"Qianqiu." Qianqiu replied.

"Qianqiu, you said that this tea can't be drunk easily, so how can you drink it?" Feng Qian asked.

"There are two ways." Qianqiu said.

"Oh? Which two methods would you like to hear more about? Feng Dry's eyes lit up and asked.

"Good tea is very bitter, either pour it out for the second time or remove the bitter taste." Qianqiu said.

"It's a pity to pour it out, so how can we get rid of the bitter taste?" Feng Qian continued to ask.

"It's very simple." Qianqiu took another sip of tea, put down the teapot and spoke, but he didn't say any more tea, but said, "I'll help you remove it."

"Hahaha, good idea. I don't think the little brother is mortal. Can you tell me how to get rid of this bitterness?" Feng Qian laughed.

"I want you to cooperate with me. I'm talking about your army." Qianqiu's words are amazing.