Fairy, dreams shouldn't be taken seriously.

If so, it must be something big.

It's even bigger than a wedding.

"Is this the excuse you've been using to reject me?"

The old man remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"What do you need me to do?" the Imperial Advisor asked directly.

"You just need to leave nothing behind."

The Imperial Advisor stared at the disheveled man before him for a long, long time before finally nodding.

"After a century apart, have you ever seen your third junior brother again?"

Back then, the three of them became apprentices and developed a very close relationship.

However, some unpleasant things happened later, which led to them parting ways.

The old man paused slightly in his drinking motion and said:

"Actually, he has been omnipresent all these years."

"Have you met him?"

“No,” the old man shook his head, “but I know him.”

"Are you all doing the same thing?" The Grand Preceptor seemed to understand something.

The disheveled old man simply drank his wine and didn't answer.

However, the answer is all too obvious.

Suddenly, the Imperial Advisor reached out his hand, "Give it to me."

"what?"

"My Chaos Treasure, Little Thousand Leaves."

"Give it away."

"...That was a token of our love that I gave you."

"Cough cough cough!" The old man choked on the wine and coughed for a while. "Don't worry, I'll return it to you when I'm done."

"Who did you give it to?"

The old man gave an awkward smile and said, "A young man, you'll meet him later."

The Imperial Advisor stared at him for a long time, and finally stopped asking questions.

The fact that a Chaos Treasure was given away suggests that there must be more to it than meets the eye.

"Is this Taotie the one that came out of the secret realm? Why does it look like a little mongrel?"

The Taotie instantly opened its eyes, glanced at the two people, and then reluctantly closed them again. It couldn't afford to offend either of them.

It's fine as a little mongrel; it's used to it.

"Hmm, not bad." The old man nodded.

"Shall we continue this game?" the Grand Tutor asked with a smile.

The ice queen suddenly smiled, and in that instant, it seemed to melt the entire icy world.

Her smile was like a spring breeze, warm and sweet.

The Ice Queen's usually cold expression completely changed at this moment; the corners of her eyes slightly turned up, and a warm light shone in them.

Her lips curved slightly upward, revealing a row of pearly white teeth.

That smile seemed to light up her entire face, making her even more captivating.

The laughter was pure and melodious, like heavenly music, echoing in the world of ice and snow.

With a smile, her eyes lost their coldness and became soft and bright.

His eyes revealed a kindness and warmth, as if they contained a love for the world.

A smile can melt not only ice and snow, but also the hearts of all things.

"I'm not playing anymore, I admit defeat." The old man smiled back.

Within the territory of the Qian Yuan Empire, the Southern Barbarian army swept in unstoppable, having already occupied three states.

However, the Empress never expected that today, her army would be surrounded and wiped out, with 700,000 soldiers being completely annihilated.

When the news reached them, the Red-Clad Empress looked at the battle report and remained silent for a long time.

Seven hundred thousand...

Even if you cut them one by one, it would take a long time to chop them up, and they're gone just like that?

At this moment, the battlefield that had just ended presented a shocking scene.

The battle was so fierce that the scenes were terrifying.

Smoke and dust filled the air, the smell of gunpowder permeated the air, and the stench of blood filled the air.

On this battlefield, corpses littered the ground, and countless fallen soldiers lay on the ground.

Each of them wore an expression of disbelief and pain.

The bright red blood seeped into the soil, forming a dark red ocean that continued to spread.

The smoke of battle filled the air, and the shouts of killing seemed to still echo.

The neighing of warhorses shook the battlefield like thunder.

The arrows pierced the air, passing through the bodies of the warhorses, who fell with neighs, their flesh mangled and bloodied.

The cavalrymen brandished their lances and swords with all their might, their bodies intertwined, teetering on the brink of death in the shadow of the enemy.

On the battlefield, charred ruins billowed black smoke, and flames raged, turning everything to ashes.

A stench of decay filled the air, and severed limbs were piled up like mountains.

The soldiers were torn apart by the war and were no longer recognizable.

In just half a month, the Southern Barbarian Empire went from a great victory to a series of defeats.

The World Destroyer Army was invincible wherever it went.

Fan Zui, Fan Qingyi, and Fan Bingyan—these three names also rose to fame on the battlefield.

In just half a month, the Southern Barbarian Empire suffered a series of defeats and retreated from the territory of the Qian Yuan Empire, retreating to the border.

However, the World Destroyer Army pressed their advantage and invaded the Southern Barbarian lands.

Today is the decisive battle on the border, and the Southern Barbarians have suffered another crushing defeat.

That border war god also met a tragic end in this battle, being captured alive.

The Southern Barbarian Empire lost a province, and its army, which originally numbered three million, was reduced to less than five hundred thousand.

At this point, both sides paused for the time being.

As the sun sets and dusk falls, broken halberds lie buried in the sand.

Outside the military camp and the villa.

Fan Zui looked at the frontier war god in front of him with a playful expression.

Countless soldiers had already surrounded the area, making it impossible to pass through.

That was the legendary man who was invincible, second only to the Marquis of Destruction.

Now, however, he has been captured by the young marshal.

Morale is greatly boosted!

The border warrior, however, had his arm severed today, and was covered in blood.

His eyebrows were thick and neat, with the marks of time etched between them.

He was tall and strong, exuding a resolute air.

Despite losing an arm, he still stood there with his head held high.

"I want to thank you!" Fan Zui looked at him and said earnestly.

Because this was the first time in his life he had ever encountered a villain.

The man glanced at him, said nothing, and snorted coldly, probably disdainful of speaking.

At this moment, another person was brought up as well.

And this person was none other than the legendary beauty, one of the top three beauties in the world, and the queen consort of the frontier war god.

"Let him go, and if you have any problems, come at me!" the one-armed man finally spoke.

"You said it yourself!" Fan Zui slowly drew the Emperor's Sword.

"I want to see His Majesty!" Seeing that the young marshal seemed to be acting unpredictably, he hurriedly said.

Fan Zui touched his nose and laughed:

"You traitor, what are you doing seeing His Majesty? If you have something to say, then shut up. I still need you to sacrifice for my flag."