Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 422 Strange Things Happen Every Year

I can't remember the last time I felt a sharp pain in the web of my hand.

Li Qing slowly narrowed his eyes, looking down at the black-haired monster in the distance.

If I'm not mistaken, what clashed with her weapon just now was some kind of sword energy.

Strong, domineering, and intolerant of competition.

Otherwise, there would be no way to contend with her military might.

On the other side, Chen Qianye's eyes widened in disbelief.

Strong as he may be, this is a multi-dimensional matter. He never imagined that this strange person who suddenly appeared could actually resist force with force and be on par with Li Qing.

Keep in mind, this was the Qin State's 10,000-man massacre, which had just ended in fierce fighting and was at the peak of its military power!

Who exactly is this strange person?
The black-haired man shook his head, as if taking Li Qing's head off was no big deal.

However, this collision seemed to have enraged him as well.

When it tilted its head back, the face beneath the black fur suddenly bared its teeth, its eyes were fierce, and it kept making low growls like a wild beast.

"interesting……"

Li Qing, holding the silver spear in his palm, said without looking to the side, "Old Chen, keep an eye on the White Ghost behind me. I'll deal with this guy."

Li Qing did not advocate avoiding war.

But the other party may not.

The two girls in yellow robes sitting on the black-haired man's shoulders exchanged a glance, their large almond-shaped eyes flashing with the same opinion.

They reached out and each grabbed one side of the black-haired man's head, then turned it to the other side.

The hairy man couldn't see Li Qing, and his fierce expression immediately disappeared.

It was as if the conflict had never happened.

"Brother!"

"set off!"

The two girls stretched out their hands and pointed in the other direction.

Without saying a word, the black-haired man started running again right in front of Li Qing and Chen Qianye, completely leaving the two of them behind.

Chen Qianye was stunned: "This..."

Li Qing watched the other person's back as they walked away, then slowly withdrew her gaze.

Strange things happen every year, especially this year.

“Should I let him pass?” Li Qing composed herself. “If he crashes headfirst into the White Ghosts, he can help us kill quite a few.”

Chen Qianye shook his head: "Judging from his posture, he's probably going to pierce right through the White Ghost Formation."

I just don't know where this strange man is going, running so wildly.

A roar came from behind, and white ghosts were already catching up in the direction the cavalry had retreated.

By the time the two generals' warhorses returned to camp, it was already evening.

Because the retreat was timely enough, the army had ample time to set up camps along the way; otherwise, it would have been impossible to repeatedly organize interceptions.

Li Qing hung up his spear, dismounted as usual, and casually took off his clothes and handed them to his adjutant. Wearing a close-fitting chest binder, he walked to the water vat at the entrance of the camp as if no one else was around, picked up a towel, washed it, and began to wipe the bloodstains off his body.

An uncommon person suddenly walked over.

Li Qing glanced at Luo Xiaojin, then lowered her eyes again: "Is something the matter?"

Luo Xiaojin, nominally the envoy of the Northern Military City, has never held much status with Li Qing, and she usually doesn't dare to provoke him.

This time, however, she stood tall, forcing a nonchalant demeanor, and coldly said, "The delegation has arrived."

Li Qing paused for a moment while holding the handkerchief, then continued wiping her shoulder.

She gave a soft "hmm": "Let them wait."

"you!"

Luo Xiaojin didn't expect that Li Qing would look down on her, let alone the Imperial Sword Attendant and the White-Clad Master personally sent by Luo Xian.

After washing himself, his adjutant brought him clean clothes.

After getting dressed, Li Qing instructed Luo Xiaojin to lead the way to a tent in the camp.

Lifting the curtain, the scene that came into view was somewhat unexpected for Li Qing.

Xu Mang, the Imperial Sword Attendant who was originally fair-skinned, was now covered in soot and grime, while the White-Robed Saint on the other side had disheveled hair and looked quite wretched. It seemed that they had also just arrived at Li Qing's camp and had not yet had time to clean up.

That's all.

Li Qing frowned as she watched the two of them slumped over the table, stuffing food into their mouths until their cheeks were bulging.

They showed no regard for decorum, acting as if they were starving ghosts reincarnated, as if they had never had a full meal in their entire lives.

She couldn't help but ask Luo Xiaojin, "Don't the important people in your Beijing Normal University City even have enough to eat?"

Luo Xiaojin knew this was embarrassing, and secretly looked down on the two of them.

But he still replied politely, "The delegation encountered an accident halfway through. Xu Shijian and Gai Baiyi were both seriously injured. Tiger Marquis knows about Qinzhou. It was already very difficult for them to find us all this way."

Li Qing heard that the white-robed members of the Holy Palace were all at the Heavenly Consciousness Realm.

Although Qinzhou was in chaos, it should still be safe for someone in the Heavenly Consciousness Realm to come and go. He was thinking that the Palace of the Holy Master was probably just a name without substance, but then he thought of the black-haired monster he had encountered today.

Qinzhou has indeed been quite turbulent lately, with one bizarre character after another appearing.

Li Qing lifted her foot and kicked her boot on the corner of the table, as if to remind the two of her arrival.

Gai Zhong glanced at her, then silently continued to eat heartily.

Xu Mang wouldn't do that; he cared about his status, after all, he had nothing left but his status.

He took a sip of water, swallowed his food, quickly tidied himself up, and sat down in the most central spot in the room.

Then, taking a deep breath, she slowly raised her chin and asked, "You're Li Qing?"

Li Qing didn't answer, but looked around the tent: "Aren't there three people? There's also someone from the Insect and Bird Bureau or something?"

She didn't glance at Xu Mang when she spoke, but instead looked at Luo Xiaojin.

The thought of "should I respond?" flashed through Luo Xiaojin's mind. She secretly glanced at Xu Mang and saw his arrogant expression, which brought back many unpleasant memories.

Lowering her gaze again, Luo Xiaojin replied, "Left Commander."

Seeing that the other party treated him as if he didn't exist, Xu Mang gritted his teeth and said, "Li Qing, do you know who you are talking to?!"

Li Qing still didn't look at him directly, but asked, "Where is that Zuo Duling?"

Xu Mang's face flushed red, and he was about to lash out.

Gai Zhong, who was standing nearby, suddenly chimed in: "We got separated."

Although Gai Zhong unexpectedly suffered a heavy blow during this trip to Qinzhou, the old man was, after all, very experienced in the ways of the world.

If he doesn't speak up soon, Xu Mang and Li Qing will break up again, and he'll be caught in the middle.

It's not that we won't help Xu Shijian, but it depends on the situation.

Think about how we ended up like this?

Gai Zhong sat on the table with a chicken leg in his hand: "We encountered top-level experts and were all injured. We originally wanted to continue eastward to Jiangcheng Mountain to find you, but we ran into that monster tide and got separated from Commander Fan in the chaos of battle."

After saying that, Gai Zhong sighed again: "He was seriously injured, and his cultivation was weaker than mine. He hasn't been able to contact me for so long, so he's probably dead."

Luo Xiaojin, who was standing to the side, was both surprised and delighted.

Surprisingly, the situation in Qinzhou has indeed become so chaotic that the Left Commander of the Insect and Bird Division has died so easily.

The good thing is that even a lineup like the Imperial Sword Attendant, the White-Clad Master, and the Left Commander of the Insect and Bird Division could lose someone, so my own sin of negligence in supervision should be lessened considerably.

……

Fan Hexin reached into his pocket, pulled out a piece of dried meat, and chewed it with the river water on the bank.

The meat was stolen from several foreman after they "got separated," and it may have been human flesh.

People from out of state can't eat this.

But he can.

Even if he weren't on the land of Qinzhou, he was still a creature far removed from humans, having risen to the position of Left Commander of the Insect and Bird Bureau.

Looking back, provoking that black-haired monster was the biggest misfortune of the trip.

Even so, upon hearing the news of the White Devils crossing the border and Li Qing withdrawing his troops, Fan Hexin quickly devised a completely new plan in his mind.

Having barely managed to fill his stomach, he looked up and gazed into the distance.

The river flows eastward, and at the end of that line of sight stands a towering mountain.

Jiangcheng Mountain might be his only chance to fulfill Luo Xian's secret request.

(End of this chapter)