Girl, let me check it out.

Xiao Bi was standing on the platform at the main entrance, holding the hilt of the Yanling Knife.

He was looking down at the courtyard with a serious expression.

Fang Weihan walked to Xiao Bi's side.

"Xiao Dianjun, how are you doing?"

Fang Weihan asked in a low voice.

Xiao Bi's face looked a little ugly, with dark circles at the corners of his mouth.

"Not very good, barely usable as a fifth shift."

Xiao Bi replied in a deep voice.

"Most of our people's cultivation has been forcibly suppressed by one or two realms, and they are simply unable to exert their full combat power."

"What's worse is that the distress signal can't be sent out, and the formation above our heads is really weird."

He took a deep breath.

"We can only do our best to delay them. Once enough time has passed, Duan Kan and the commander will find out something is wrong and send reinforcements. Then the crisis here will be resolved."

Fang Weihan remained silent.

He knew that Xiao Bi's words were more likely meant for the soldiers around him.

Delay?

How long can it last? It should take at least an hour or two, right?

Under the current circumstances, it is questionable whether they can survive for half an hour.

"Your Highness, your cultivation..."

Xiao Bi looked at Fang Weihan with some doubt.

He didn't feel any difference in Fang Weihan's cultivation level compared to the last time he met him.

"I don't know what's going on. This formation doesn't seem to have any effect on me."

Fang Weihan shook his head.

"That's a good thing. We have an extra chance of winning."

Xiao Bi was very excited.

The morale of the surrounding soldiers also rose.

Fang Weihan smiled wryly.

Odds?

He and Xiao Bi looked at each other, and everything was said without words.

Whether you can survive this disaster today really depends on fate.

Just when the two were in a heavy mood, the Zoroastrians opposite them suddenly moved.

I saw them separate neatly to both sides, and a man walked out into the aisle in the middle.

Fang Weihan had no idea of ​​the visitor's cultivation level, and he must be a master at the divine level.

His heart sank.

The Xuanzhong guards did not dare to be careless. They all picked up their goose-feather swords and were ready to fight at any time.

"Xiao Bi, do you still recognize me?"

The person with a sharp voice and a face as feminine as a woman sneered.

Xiao Bi took a closer look and sneered:

"How could you not recognize me, you are the eunuch Sun Xingmi, a thing that is neither male nor female. I didn't kill you with my sword, so you ran away. I didn't expect you to become the leader of the Zoroastrianism."

"you!"

When Sun Xingmi heard his words, he became furious instantly.

However, he managed to suppress his anger temporarily.

"Oh, go ahead and curse. After you finish cursing, I will cut off your tongue."

Sun Xingmi laughed shrilly.

"That depends on whether you have the ability."

Xiao Bi disdains to respond.

"Why are you pretending? How much cultivation do you have left?"

Sun Xingmi didn't seem to be in a hurry either. His expression was relaxed and playful, as if he was admiring a dying prey.

"Do you see the formation above your head?"

"The ancient turbid cultivation formation, the Broken Feathers and Violent Scales Formation, will only suppress the cultivation of cultivators who cultivate the Pure Qi, and will have no effect on turbid cultivators like us."

When Fang Weihan heard this, a light flashed in his eyes and he instantly understood what was going on.

He looked at the void in front of him.

The five small characters of "清聲化生法" (The Method of Transforming Qing and Zhui) on the panel are shining brightly.

It turned out to be the case.

Sun Xingmi weighed the formation stone in his hand, threw it to the ground with force, and crushed it with one foot.

"Although it is a remnant of the seventh level formation, it is more than enough to deal with you."

"Xiao Bi, we have worked so hard for you."

"Oh, right……"

Sun Xingmi patted his head again, twisted his fingers, and looked at Fang Weihan with a sinister smile.

"And His Royal Highness Prince Guangling."

"Weren't you very impressive in Changming a few days ago? You even wiped out a branch of my Yongzhou Divine Religion. Tsk tsk tsk tsk ..."

"I wonder if you will still be so majestic in a while."

Sun Xingmi covered his mouth and smiled again.

Fang Weihan felt sick when he saw this.

"Is this person a man or a woman? Why do I feel that the eunuch is much more masculine than him?"

Fang Weihan turned his head and asked in a low voice.

In fact, his voice was so loud that he wanted the whole world to know it.

"Oh, this guy was originally a man. When I was chasing him, he castrated himself to escape. He left his penis behind to confuse people and ran away. Because of this, he may have developed a mental disorder later."

Xiao Bi also responded in a "low voice".

There were many mocking noises from Xuan Zhongwei's side.

Sun Xingmi's face turned completely gloomy.

He completely lost his patience.

"Do it."

He waved his robe and floated towards Xiao Bi like a ghost.

The Zoroastrians followed closely behind, rushing up with weapons in hand and murderous intent.

"kill!"

Xiao Bi roared, picked up his sword and rushed towards Sun Xingmi, the sword light flashed with bloody light in the shape of a wolf's head.

"kill!"

Xuan Zhongwei and the Zoroastrians instantly started fighting each other.

……

……

Fifteen miles away from Shaxu Posthouse, in the front hall of Fufeng County Prefectural Government’s Mansion.

"Ms. Tao, this is the third time we've met, right?"

Pingjiang County Prince Xiao Fuwei sat on the main seat, his usually stern face now full of kindness.

"The first two times I saw you, you were still a little girl, but now you have grown into a big girl."

The girl sitting opposite him was dressed in red, and her long hair was not tied up in a bun but was scattered on her shoulders, which added a touch of elegance to her.

It was Tao Yunjiang.

"Is General Xiao's trip to Jincheng going smoothly? Yun Jiang's sudden visit, I wonder if it disturbed the general?"

She said politely, cupping her hands.

Tao Yunjiang's attitude towards Xiao Fuwei was relatively friendly.

Although he was from an aristocratic family, he was from the Lanling Xiao family, which she hated the most and which controlled the Xuan Zhongwei.

But after all, his cultivation is very high, and he is considered to be one of the top few people in the Mingwu path, and Mingwu has always respected the strong.

Therefore, Tao Yunjiang's attitude can be considered reasonable.

But it’s definitely not that good.

All the noble families are the same, there are no good people!

The girl thought indignantly.

Oh, except Fang Weihan.

Eh? Is he from an aristocratic family? I guess he isn't...

Tao Yunjiang was conflicted.

That's fine.

All the noble families are the same, there are no good people!

I said it!

"It went very smoothly. We eliminated the demon sect, negotiated a deal, and rectified the bureaucracy... It went so smoothly that it was beyond my expectations."

Xiao Fuwei seemed to be in a good mood.

After all, he had just obtained the operating rights of Jincheng Commercial Road, so his mood was naturally not too bad.

I can now add more weapons and equipment to Xuan Zhongwei.

Although he was threatened by Xie Lingwan of Chenjun Xie family to take action against Shangyuan Wang family, it was obviously nothing compared to the fat meat in his mouth.

Tsk, come to think of it, Xiao Jin and her group’s convoy should be arriving soon, right?

Xiao Fuwei felt better when he thought about seeing his dear niece soon.

If the soldiers of Xuanzhong Guard saw their commander smiling like this, their jaws would probably drop in fear.

The general's smile can mean life or death.

"Oh, by the way, let me introduce this person to you."

Xiao Fuwei pointed at a slender figure in bright white beside him.

Tao Yunjiang was a little confused when he heard what Xiao Fuwei said.

What to introduce?

Is there a third person in this hall?

Tao Yunjiang looked in the direction of the sound and was startled.

A young girl sat there quietly, with a gorgeous bright silver sword filled with starlight floating beside her.

She was wearing a plain long dress, on which were faintly strange and mysterious star images. Her face was extremely beautiful, cold and distant, as if the three-foot-high Cangshan snow was dotted between her eyebrows, and she was extraordinary.

The cherry lips adorning Bai Jin's face were like red tassels on snow, making her more charming and less desolate.

The most striking thing is her eyes.