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Chapter 50 Northern Territory (please read more!!!)

In the middle of the jungle, a figure flitted like a tiger and leopard, rushing towards the border.

The serious injury that was fatal enough has recovered to its original state. The battle armor on the waist and abdomen was blood-stained, and a long and narrow opening was torn open, revealing a faint white and greasy skin, which was a bit dazzling under the moonlight.

At this moment, Shen Qing's heart was full of uncontrollable excitement. This trip to Zhenbei Daying has really gained a lot.

First, Yang Zongxi's bottom was exposed. The orange mask must also be the so-called relics of the previous dynasty, or something left by the ancient monks.

Judging from her previous full-strength attack, the third-order condensed essence hardly poses any threat to Yang Zongxi, and with the protection of several great masters, it is not too easy to die early, and she can deal with Yang Zongxian one or two times to hold him back. part energy.

Perhaps because of the more abundant life energy, the energy given to her by the great martial arts master far exceeded her expectations, and it was much richer than the first-class master.

Just a rough estimate, the energy given by the great master is at least enough to deduce the sundial for more than [-] years.

Even if the cultivation of the Xingyuan Secret Code is struggling in this era of the depletion of spiritual energy in the world, after more than thirty years, it can still be trained to a certain degree.

During the hurried fight with that person just now, Shen Qing also had a rough estimate of his own combat power.

Ordinary Martial Dao Grandmaster is not her opponent, but if it is not for such a life-for-life style of play, it will be difficult to win in a while.

After all, the amount of blood essence is not much, and the power that can be borrowed is also limited. At the barren island, she swallowed all the blood essence of the woman before reaching a fully awakened state.

What the woman inherited was only the blood of a seventh-order true god. The Demon Slayer True Monarch is already the strongest person at the peak of humanity. If the blood is fully awakened, it is normal to have the combat power of the fourth realm.

For this, Shen Qing is already satisfied, the combat power of the grand master is already at the peak of the world.

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With the blessing of the great master's footsteps, Shen Qing returned to the camp again in less than half an hour. During the journey, she picked up the heads of several masters to replenish the energy of the sundial.

The Grand Master can indeed be called a land god-like figure, and taking the head of a man from a thousand armies is like searching for a bag, and it is effortless at all.

As soon as she arrived at the gate of the camp, Shen Qing saw Zhao Yu hovering near the camp gate, and Hao Yun followed closely beside her, her brows furrowed.

Hao Yun's nose fluttered, and he was the first to notice Shen Qing's return, his frowning brows relaxed, and he felt relieved for a moment.

Seeing Shen Qing coming back, Zhao Yu trotted up to meet her, circled around her twice, and was relieved when she found nothing unusual.

In the afternoon, when the three thousand Qingqi came back, she had been a little absent-minded until now, when she finally settled down.

There was another line of sight in the corner watching the camp gate, Shen Qing followed the induction and only saw a tall and thin figure from the back.

All the way back to the big tent, where water has been prepared.

Hao Yun didn't stay for long, and left soon.

He has been trying to start practicing martial arts again, and with his current strength, he can't help Shen Qing at all.

Zhao Yu squatted beside Shen Qing, was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "When we get to the Northern Territory, don't we need to run anymore? And we don't need to fight any more?"

The rapid change of identity made her feel a little at a loss. Facing those battle-tested warriors, she could only imitate Shen Qing, with a tense face, trying her best to learn the art of war and marching uniforms that she had never encountered before. The way of formation.

She has been learning the art of war given to her by Shen Qing, but the cruelty of war is far beyond what can be described in just a few words on a piece of paper.

If one order goes on, many people will die because of it. This kind of burden makes her a little breathless.

She has been holding on, but she doesn't want to let Shen Qing down. Since the death of Lao Zhao, Shen Qing is the only person she feels she has relied on.

Although sometimes Shen Qing's thinking logic is a little different from that of ordinary people, but many of the things Shen Qing does are for her own good, which she knows very well.

"After entering the Northern Territory, it will take some time to recuperate, and the battle...will be fought sooner or later."

Shen Qing looked at the hesitant expression on Zhao Yu's face, reached out and pinched her cheek:
"If you don't want to continue, there is still time to turn back now."

After saying that, Shen Qing smiled lightly, and added: "This is not a wish."

The change in her mood also changed her way of thinking a lot. If Zhao Yu didn't want to, she wouldn't force it. After all, Zhao Yu is just a child under 12 years old.

What she wants is not this world. There are many ways to kill Yang Zongxian, not the only way to rebel.

It's just that after killing the emperor, the world will be in chaos, and the princes will rise everywhere. Killing Yang Zongxian and causing chaos in the world is not what she wanted.

She only has ten years left in this world, and apart from Zhao Yu, it is difficult for her to find a suitable candidate to pull up this banner in a short time.

"I am fine."

Zhao Yu responded sullenly. In her opinion, what Shen Qing wants to avenge is the annihilation of the clan, and there is bound to be a battle with Daxia. She doesn't want to leave Shen Qing's side, so she can only choose to adapt to the current situation.

After a long silence, she hesitated and said, "Can I sleep with you in the future."

In the past few days, sleeping alone in the main tent of the Chinese army, she would always wake up in the middle of the night, tossing and turning hard.

"it is good."

Shen Qing didn't refuse, took off the battle armor on her body, and carried Zhao Yu into the cave.

Zhao Yu shrunk her body and squeezed into Shen Qing's warm and soft arms. The faint fragrance from the tip of her nose carried a faint smell of blood, but the smell was particularly reassuring, and the original uneasiness in her heart gradually dissipated.

Shen Qing reclined on the couch, closed her eyes and fell asleep, her thoughts turned, and she began to think about her future plans.

Having obtained a lot of energy, she was not in a hurry to dial the sundial to deduce and increase her own skill.

There is only half of the blood essence left by Sikong Yuan, so it cannot be wasted at will.

The current situation is not yet stable. After the deduction, it is not known how strong her strength will be. At the same time, she will lose the combat power of the Grand Master level, which is not worth the loss.

Moreover, the advancement of cultivation also requires energy supplementation. With the power of Zhou Tianxing and the stars today, it is not enough to meet the needs of cultivation and advancement, not enough for her to fasten, and many old medicines need to be prepared for supplementation.

The most important point is that the deduction of the sundial has a lot to do with her current state and her environment.

If you find a peak, the distance from the stars in the sky will be closer, and the efficiency of cultivating the Secret Code of Xingyuan will be higher. Only by deducing it at that time can the harvest be maximized.

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In the early morning of the next day, when dawn broke, the army marched out again, wearing the armor of the northern countries, crossed the border, and gradually penetrated into the borders of the northern countries.

A piece of gossip spread like wildfire in Qianzhou rivers and lakes.

Eighth on the Tianbang, traveling thousands of miles - Jing Zetian was killed in the northern camp of Zhenbei.

(End of this chapter)