Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 1015 Meeting in a narrow road

Chapter 1015: Meeting on a narrow road

Zhan Yunyang comforted: "Xiyue, don't worry."

He analyzed: "The terrain in Tianwang Ridge is dangerous, surrounded by countless lost valleys. It's normal for your father and the others to be in that position and not be able to deliver any news for the time being."

"The terrain of the strange mountains and dangerous valleys is impossible for ordinary people to enter. Our army has no way to support it, and so does the Longxiang Dynasty. However, the Snow Clan and the Huangfu Clan should not suffer from the Ghost Clan."

"I know." Of course Ling Xiyue knew.

But she has seen how insane the ghost clan is, more than once, so it is inevitable to worry.

"Uncle, are you okay here?" Ling Xiyue looked at Zhan Yunyang and the generals, "Yan and I have to rush to join my father and the Snow Clan as soon as possible, if the Ghost Clan finds what they want... ..."

The consequences are unpredictable!

Facing Ling Xiyue's gaze, Bei Chenyan also nodded in agreement.

This time, the ghost king has personally left the customs, and it seems that he is bound to win the treasure.

Bei Chenyan said in a deep voice, "After a large number of black fires arrive, there won't be any problems. The only worry is that during this period, Longxiang's army will go all out to fight Tianlin to the death."

Zhan Yunyang clasped his hands together, his voice was steady and powerful, and issued a military order, "Your Majesty, don't worry, even if there is no black fire, if the two armies confront each other, I will have confidence, and I will never give Long Xiang an opportunity."

What's more, they still have a lot of black fire in reserve, which can easily resist Long Xiang's army, whether it is a surprise attack or a head-on confrontation, they are invincible.

It's not the arrogance of arrogance, but Zhan Yunyang's absolute confidence and strength!

"it is good!"

Bei Chenyan groaned.

Zhan Yunyang has never made any mistakes in his work.

Bei Chenyan was relieved to hand over the battlefield here to Zhan Yunyang.

Ling Xiyue and Bei Chenyan looked at each other, exchanging a tacit understanding.

Without further ado, they had to set off for Tianwangling as soon as possible.

In the early morning of the second day, Ling Xiyue and Bei Chenyan entered Tianwang Ridge together with a few shadows from Disha Pavilion and a wave of hidden guards.

Although the ghost clan in Chaoshan City has been wiped out, as a mother, she knows that she will never be completely at ease with her children.

So Leng Feng and the others were brought down by Ling Xiyue to guard Chaoshan City and protect Little Bean Sprouts.

Tianwangling is steep and steep, with miasma and dangerous valleys clustered in groups, and poisonous insects and snakes are everywhere.

In such a terrain, a large number of troops cannot enter at all. Perhaps this is one of the reasons why the ancient royal family chose to bury the treasure in such a place.

At first, everyone rode horses, but later they had to abandon their horses and go on foot, climbing over various strange terrains.

But under the leadership of Ling Xiyue, it can be regarded as unimpeded.

However, everyone kept going deep into Tianwang Ridge for three days and three nights, but they didn't find any traces of the Huangfu and Xue clans, or even any traces of the ghost clan's activities, so they could only continue walking inward.

It's just that the further you go in, the heavier the miasma and fog.

In the middle of the night, dark clouds cover the moon, and bonfires are burning in the dark forest.

More than a dozen hidden guards lined up in a circle with the fire as the center, guarding the outside.

Ling Xiyue threw a wild fruit to Bei Chenyan who was beside her, "There is no way to find it like this."

She walked up to him, lay down, resting her head on the man's strong legs, looked out at an ink-stained jungle sky, and yawned.

"Sleep for a while if you're tired." Bei Chenyan patted the little head on his lap and let out a low laugh.

"Master!" At this time, Ying Yi flew over from a distance and landed beside Ling Xiyue, "Snow Clan signal!"

Ling Xiyue got up quickly with a carp, and followed Bei Chenyan through the dense forest here, to the edge of the cliff, and looked into the distance.

There was a dense fog in the night, but it could still be seen clearly, and there was a silvery white light shooting into the sky, just like fireworks.

"It's the Snow Clan!"

There was joy in Ling Xiyue's eyes.

"Sending the signal at this hour, there must be an emergency." Bei Chenyan concluded in one word.

Ling Xiyue visually measured the distance and path, and waved back, "Go!"

Go straight down from here, not far away!

The [-]-meter-high cliff was entwined with ancient vines, and everyone followed Ling Xiyue and Bei Chenyan, dragging the vines on the cliff, and flying down.

Not long after, Ling Xiyue heard the sound of fighting, which was very clear in the silent jungle in the middle of the night, and the crowd flickered past like phantoms, leaving afterimages in the dense forest.

A ghost warrior led by Yin Siming of the ghost clan met a group of disciples of the Snow clan led by Xuan Tianji, and they fought hard.

"Always ruin my king's great affairs, overestimate your own strength, Xuan Tianji, today is your death day!" Yin Si Ming's old face, which was as white as paper, showed a sinister smile.

Xuan Tianji's white robe Wei Wei said, "Even if I die, I won't let your tricks succeed!"

Facing palms together, Xuan Tianji was sent flying out suddenly, spitting blood from the mouth and fell to the ground.

"Master!"

Several disciples went up to meet him.

Xuan Tianji vomited a mouthful of blood from his heart. He was already at the end of his strength, but he still groaned coldly, "You ghost clan are betting on the people of the entire five continents. You will be punished by heaven for such a bad behavior!"

"If you don't take serious risks, how can you become a grand master? Your Snow Clan, and the Huangfu Clan, a bunch of old antiques, are stubborn, what do you know!" Wait for an explanation!"

He flew up and raised his palm to kill!

Just at this critical moment, Bei Chenyan arrived, dashed forward, and slammed Yin Siming's whole body out with one palm, smashing it into a pile of rocks, and there was a sound of cracking the sky!

"Yue girl?" Xuan Tianji saw Ling Xiyue at a glance.

Ling Xiyue flashed to Xuan Tianji's side, "Six Venerables, how are you?"

While speaking, she quickly gave him a Jiuxi Yulu pill, and at the same time gave him internal strength for support.

When Yin Siming saw the man flying down not far away, he gritted his teeth, damn it!
But there was a strange light in his old eyes.

Bei Chenyan, you are finally here!
Yin Siming did not stop at all, and took the remaining ghost warriors of the ghost clan, fled to the depths of the dense forest, and disappeared quickly. They were not Bei Chenyan's opponents at all, and there was no need for fearless resistance.

"There's no need to chase." Bei Chenyan raised his hand to stop the shadow and hidden guards who were about to chase after him.

The terrain here is weird and complicated, and rash actions may cause complications.

Xuan Tianji breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of the man with bloody hair walking slowly, Xuan Tianji's eyes sank slightly, but then he nodded to him as a gesture.

Nalan Xueyi has already explained clearly to the queen and all the elders and disciples of the tragedy that happened in the three mountains and five tribes in the extreme northern snow region. Everyone’s misunderstanding about Bei Chenyan will naturally be eliminated, and at the same time, I feel a little guilty .

It's because they didn't find out clearly, so they wronged him and tried to put him to death. Fortunately, the other party ignored the past...

(End of this chapter)