Swordsman Fengyunzhi

Chapter 472 Jihad Hall asks for help
"What name should I give it?" Li Xintian said while stroking Qingluan's wings.

Yi Xifeng suddenly had an idea and said: "It looks so 'green', why not call it red."

Upon hearing this, Qingluan let out a cry and rushed over with waving wings, but before he could get close to Yi Xifeng, his beak was pinned down.

"You still want to attack me?"

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Early tomorrow morning, Yi Xifeng and the other two people will pack their things.

"Master, I will definitely convey what you say."

Yi Xifeng patted Li Sansi on the shoulder, and then left the city with Li Xintian. This time they did not take "Big Red" with them, but left it with Li Sansi to serve as a "carrier pigeon" , "Xizhou" and "Nanfeng" absorbed the Great Soul Pill and fell into a deep sleep together.

"Master's master, I should call you Master."

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"Report to Elder Liu that there is a letter from the Holy War Hall, and please ask the elder to read it."

Liu Baiyuan took the letter and opened it, and was shocked.

"Who sent this letter?"

The disciple said: "It was sent by the Gale Wind Messenger under the Holy War Hall, who asked his disciples to send it."

Liu Baiyuan held the letter in his hand and the wind at his feet, turned around and headed towards the Luo Yunzong Hall.

There is a garden in the back hall of the main hall. Under a corner pavilion carved from golden nanmu in the garden, Xu Xianzhi was spreading fishing bait leisurely. At this time, a beautiful maid in a gauze held her jade hand and hurried over with small steps. , after arriving in front of Xu Xianzhi, the maid gave a blessing and said:

"Sect Master, Elder Liu is waiting outside the hall."

"Let him in."

"Yes."

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"Elder Liu, the sect master invites you to go to the back garden."

Liu Baiyuan nodded and followed the maid into the back garden.

"Sect Master, a letter from the Holy Envoy of the Holy War Hall."

With that said, Liu Baiyuan handed the letter to Xu Xianzhi.

Xu Xianzhi made a gesture with his empty hand, and the letter flew out on its own and stopped in front of him.

"The Endless Wilderness has invaded on a large scale. The countries in the Western Region have now lost four cities. I implore you all to help me in the Holy War Hall. After this battle is over, I will definitely not let you down."

After Xu Xianzhi read it, he waved his hand emptyly, and the letter fell back into Liu Baiyuan's hand again. He said lightly:
"The countries in the Western Region are far away in the Western Wilderness, and our country, Luo Yun, is located in the easternmost part. The Holy War Hall actually sent people to ask for help, which is enough to show how bad the situation of the Holy War Hall is at the moment. The endless wilderness has great intentions."

Liu Baiyuan nodded. The reason why he was so surprised when he saw this letter was exactly what he thought.

"Sect Master, should we send someone there?"

Xu Xianzhi did not answer. He raised his hand and summoned three jade slips from the desk in the study room and sent them to Liu Baiyuan.

"You go with Elder Lu, keep these three jade slips, and then open them one after another when you get to the Holy War Hall."

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The yellow sand in the sky is constantly washed away by the strong winds on this crumbling and damaged city wall. The tattered sieve-like flags sway in the wind. Countless broken limbs and arms are piled around the city wall, waiting to be swallowed up by the yellow sand, as if they are the dead bones. final destination.In a corner of a city wall, a middle-aged man with black ash on his face knelt aside and pinched the unconscious young man beneath him. Beside him, a group of men with torn clothes lay with exhausted faces. On the ground, one of them asked:
"Don't waste any effort, it's impossible to save him."

When the black and gray man heard this, he stopped what he was doing with his trembling hands, and sat on the ground with a dull gaze. The atmosphere was as silent as death, and everyone's faces were covered with fatigue.

At this time, a man wearing heavy armor came over.

"Everyone retreat, this place can no longer be defended..."

The fifth defensive line of the Holy War Hall and Thousand Drums City were lost.

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"Old Shi, I didn't expect that we could still choose the expeditionary force." Wang Dapao's face was a little excited and excited, and his hands were shaking constantly. In comparison, Shi Qing'an was much calmer.

"Don't be too happy, we are just cannon fodder."

"Why do you say that?" Wang Dapao didn't quite understand.

Shi Qing'an gave it a try and said, "You'll know when you get there."

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"Loullan City is ahead, and I don't know if Qi Chengcheng is there."

Yi Xifeng and the three of them rushed towards the west. Part of the reason why they came to Loulan City was because Qi Chengcheng was there, and part of the reason was because the sect ordered him to wait here for another batch of Zhenwu Dao Hall. Centaur.

"Qi Chengcheng..."

Unlike Yi Xifeng and Li Xintian, Zhong Lingxi has not seen Qi Chengcheng for nearly ten years. Of course, she has not had many interactions with him, which is not as good as the relationship between Yi Xifeng and Qi Chengcheng. of.

Arriving at the foot of the city tower, Yi Xifeng looked up and saw that the city wall was obviously much worn out compared to a few years ago, and he didn't know why.

Many elderly people, women and children were walking out of Loulan City, carrying a bunch of luggage on their backs. It was obviously so heavy that it bent their backs, but it did not hinder their departure speed.

Yi Xifeng was a little confused, so he caught up with an old man with gray hair and asked:

"Old man, where are you going?"

"Young man, please leave quickly. Soon, this place will be captured by foreigners." The old man waved his hand, ignored Yi Xifeng, and followed the flow of people straight to the east.

After returning to Zhong Lingxi and the others, they asked:
"Well, did you hear anything?"

Yi Xifeng shook his head and simply said: "Let's talk about it first in the city."

After entering Loulan City, the originally bustling streets have become empty. The fallen leaves scattered in some alleys have been piled up to the height of a child without being cleaned. Many shop doors are quietly open, but there is nothing inside. Looking around, you can see hundreds of feet of streets as far as the end. There are not even ten people there, and the whole city is very depressed.

"There seems to be a notice over there?"

Zhong Lingxi pointed to a wall with a tattered yellow paper taped to it.

The three people stepped forward to take a look and saw five big characters written on it:

Thousand Drums City was lost.

Yi Xifeng's heart sank. He understood why the people of Loulan City chose to flee.

"Where is Thousand Drums City?" Zhong Lingxi didn't know much about the countries in the Western Regions and didn't know where Thousand Drums City was.

"Thousand Drums City is close to Loulan City, located in the north of Loulan City, and is also close to the main altar of the Holy War Hall."

"Then Qiangu City fell..." Zhong Lingxi did not dare to continue asking. She already understood the seriousness of the situation. Loulan City is located on the border between the Western Region countries and the Demonic Kingdom. If the endless barbaric forces have attacked Arriving here shows that the Jihad Church has lost most of its territory, and there are even faint signs of national subjugation.