Injured Miao

"General!"

Many soldiers rushed to catch Zhang Miao.

This sword, if it weren't for Zhang Miao wearing Han Tiekai, he was afraid that the entire right side would be cut off by this sword.

The soldiers' eyes stared at these young men, and murderous aura slowly emerged.

At the gate of the palace, many young people stood proudly, looking at everyone present with disdain, their eyes cold.

Even the youngest young man in his twenties showed disdain.

"It is said that our teacher is drinking tea inside, and you dare to rush in. Who gives you the courage..."

"Even if it is your head, Yue Chen is here, and you kneel here obediently, you dogs, What kind of thing."

"hateful!"

The soldiers clenched the swords in their hands, furious.

"kill!"

Everyone shouted.

Zhang Miao suddenly stretched out his hand, stopped everyone in front of him, and shouted with difficulty, "No, he is a strong man at the peak of Dulong Mountain's battle spirit, don't mess around."

Dragon Mountain?

War spirit peak?

The soldiers' footsteps gave a subconsciously.

Dulong Mountain, that is a sect force, and as the disciples of Dulong Han, they are different from the masters of the empire.

In their eyes, the empire was regarded as mortal.

The sword in their hands is far sharper than the secular sword, and they are called a magic weapon.

The iron sword that smashed the cold with just one sword can be seen.

If these three hundred people rushed forward, not to mention the outcome, but it would easily cause heavy casualties.

If you give your life, Zhang Miao is not afraid.

But he did not dare to let the brothers around him die, except for the coach Xu Chu and His Majesty Yue Chen, no one had the ability to decide the life and death of the soldiers.

"Go tell Yue Chen, kneel here to plead, and my teacher will come out and convict him later. If he behaves better, he might be happy. If he is stubborn, you will be tortured to death."

A young man uttered this coldly, his face was extremely arrogant and indifferent.

In the palace, the news that Yue Chenjun was blocked at the door finally came. An Hongyi took a long sigh of relief and said to Hua Qianjue: "There is a fairy teacher, Yue Chen has no worries."

Five Dulongshan masters sat beside the coffee table, sipping tea slowly, surrounded by the fragrance of tea.

Hua Qianjue said slowly and quietly: "Yue Chen, just stand up.

Also dare to offend me poison dragon mountain.

After Yue Chen is destroyed, I will give you one third of the Yue country."

"So, thank you Master!

"An Hongyi was overjoyed when he heard the words, and he couldn't help showing a happy expression on his face. With one-third of Yue State's land, An Guo's strength will greatly increase, and the loss during this period of time will not count you.

"but!"

An Hongyi cautiously said, "Behind Yue Chen, there may be a king of war who is backing him, so it is better for the immortal master to be more careful."

Hearing this, Hua Qian sneered disdainfully, and said: "The recent big schools have no enmity with me in Poison Dragon Mountain. The warlords who have appeared are just some casual cultivators. Those people are in my eyes. Gen Zhiping, on magic weapons and martial arts, which one can compare with us?

Don't worry, Emperor."

"It's Xiao Wang who has been worrying too much."

An Hongyi worshipped.

Immediately, several junior disciples in front of Huaqian Absolute said: "Later, you can wait until you go up and fight, let me see which one it is."

"Yes!"

A few people responded, with a careless expression.

Yue Chen stood on the city wall with his hand in his hand, overlooking the battlefield in the distance.

The war continued, and An Guo soldiers came continuously, and then fell in a pool of blood.

In the entire imperial capital city, corpses piled up like a mountain, and blood ran into rivers.

After killing all day and night, the soldiers were a little tired.

"Maybe, it's time to end."

Yue Chen whispered.

"His Majesty!"

A soldier ran over and shouted in a deep voice, "When we were attacking the palace, we encountered resistance from Dulong Mountain, and General Zhang Miao was seriously injured."

Dragon Mountain! Yue Chen sneered, the coldness on his body slowly bloomed, and the murderous intent emerged, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Finally, Gui Ying, Lu Bu, Xu Chu, Zhang Liao, leaving Shangxiang grazing the formation, the rest are the masters of the warlord, all Follow me to the palace, we will meet the masters of Poison Dragon Mountain for a while."

Several silhouettes have never been far behind Yue Chen. Immediately, Yue Chen stepped out of the city wall, and his body turned into a flash of lightning to pierce the sky. When it appeared the next moment, he was already above the distant roof.

Behind the lightning, seven figures turned into seven streamers, following closely.

Between several ups and downs, Yue Chen landed at the gate of the imperial palace.

"See your majesty!"

Zhang Miao took three hundred soldiers and knelt in front of Yue Chen on one knee, lowering his head not to look at Yue Chen.

They lost Yue Chen's face.

At the door, many young people raised their heads slightly, looking at Yue Chen with disdain.

Zhang Miao raised his head and gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, if you want to blame, blame me. I didn't let them go in. I made the decision privately and lost your face."

Yue Chen took a step forward, lifted Miao up, and shouted in a deep voice: "You did the right thing. When you should be brave, you never flinched, but there is no sacrifice and must be avoided. The soldiers under my command, every one Very valuable."

Hearing this, the soldiers lowered their heads and became more ashamed.

"System, exchange a healing pill."

Yue Chen said in his heart.

Healing pills, worth ten coins, can give birth to white bones.

Yue Chen took the healing pill, placed it on Zhang Miao's wound, and gently squeezed the pill to smash it.

The bleeding wound soon stopped and became scabs.

A cool feeling spread across Zhang Miao's shoulders.

Zhang Miao's eyes widened, and he shook his shoulders, but he didn't feel any discomfort.

Zhang Miao knelt in front of Yue Chen and said excitedly: "Thank you, Your Majesty for giving the elixir."

Such pill, Zhang Miao has heard that they are all elixir that can be practiced by alchemists of some sects. I heard that the status of alchemists is extremely lofty, and they can dismiss ordinary warlords and want to ask them. The pill is very difficult.

Now, Yue Chen actually used such an expensive pill on his shoulder wound.

His wounds will be cured for a period of time, and it is not worth using such a precious pill... This makes Miao extremely moved.

At the gate of the imperial palace, a middle-aged man named Li Zheng shouted in a deep voice: "You little King of Earth, actually holding the elixir in your hand, tell me who gave it to you."

Yue Chen patted Zhang Miao on the shoulder and finally cast his gaze to the gate of the palace, his mouth slightly hooked.

Beside, Xu Chu yelled angrily: "Where the bits and pieces come from, I dare to be rude to my majesty."

Immediately, Xu Chu turned his head and said to Yue Chen: "Your Majesty, Zhang Miao is my subordinate..." If Yue Chen were not present, Xu Chu would have already slashed past.

The rest and others also cast their expectant gazes at Yue Chen, a pair of eyes, full of fighting spirit... The white-clothed young man Yan Tengfei coldly shouted: "Yue Chen, kneel here obediently, and treat you after my fairy master comes out. The sin, can you hear clearly?"

"presumptuous!"

Xu Chu roared and swung his long knife suddenly.