Depressed Fairy

Hot breath flows and blood leaps like fire.

Blood-colored fine lines containing fiery meaning condensed on the sword spine and penetrated the pitch-black dagger.

Chen Yuan was holding the short sword, the death energy from his body being continuously poured into it, following the blood marks, and seeping into the sword body!

As the death energy jumped, Chen Yuan's whole aura couldn't help but rise. The death energy that escaped was entangled together, like invisible flames, covering his body and spreading towards the outside world!

Outside the tent, Zeng Rouniang, Zhang Que and others were frightened for a moment. They instinctively sensed the danger and even found it difficult to breathe!

"Then... General Zhenwu is practicing his skills inside?" Lu Lu's hairs all over her body started to tremble with fear. "I've never felt this sense of oppression from Master! There's actually a tent across the way!"

She didn't dare to make any noise, but had the urge to stay away, so she turned to look at Zeng Rouniang.

Zeng Rouniang stood outside the tent with a solemn face. Although she was breathing rapidly and standing restlessly, she relied on her will to endure and had no intention of leaving.

The more times like this, the more she wants to see him!

Waiting makes their days seem like years.

After a while of burning incense, the frightening feeling slowly dissipated.

Several people were already soaked in sweat, and the guide had already left in a hurry.

Inside the tent.

Chen Yuan calmed down.

He looked at the Wo Qiu Sword in his hand and had a thought.

Uh-huh!

There was a flash of blood on the sword, and it rose into the air, flying in the air with extraordinary flexibility.

"go!"

Chen Yuan squeezed the seal with his hand, controlled and driven by the Shinto thought in his left arm, and the dagger immediately turned into a cold light, rushing out of the camp in an instant, traveling thirteen miles in an instant, and then turned back again!

Outside the tent, Zeng Rouniang's hair on her temples was swayed by the breeze caused by the sword's return.

There was a cold feeling on the back of her neck, an extreme warning sign that exploded in her heart, causing her whole body to tremble.

Taking a deep breath, Zeng Rouniang looked at the tent in front of her as if facing a formidable enemy.

Buzz!

Inside the tent, the dagger swung around and hung in front of Chen Yuan. He raised his hand and flicked it.

Ding!

Amidst the crisp sound, the sword blade trembled slightly, and the cold light was like water.

Nodding with satisfaction, Chen Yuan swept his long sleeve and put the dagger into its sheath.

"There are no divine thoughts yet, and we cannot imprint too many restrictions on foreign objects. We can only infect the flying swords with Yin blood and death energy, and use more primitive blood sacrifices. However, although the flying swords refined through such sacrifices have limitations, they can still be combined with The Shinto Thought can also reach 70% of the power of a normal flying sword, with at least a few killing moves."

Thinking about it, he considered that if he had the chance, he would still have to refining a sword pill from scratch in the future.

"The Qiu Sword is made of good material, not ordinary steel, but it is still inferior to the sword pill that can be connected with the monk's heart and blood. After all, the sword pill can be recited and refined every day. It can be as big or small as you want, and as fast or as slow as you want."

With this in mind, he stood up and said to the outside of the tent: "Zhang Que, bring the guests in."

Zeng Rouniang and others' visit had already been noticed by him.

"Here!"

When Zeng Rouniang was led into the camp, she looked at the young man sitting at the top wearing a Taoist robe. She was stunned for a moment, then recovered, took a deep breath, suppressed all her doubts, and said, "Zeng Rouniang, Longcheng, have seen Zhen Zhen General Wu."

Chen Yuan had no intention of getting up to greet him, but instead asked: "I heard from Zhang Que that the governor of Longxi County is also named Zeng. Who is he to you?"

"It's my father." Zeng Rouniang answered, her eyes moving. From the moment she walked in, she felt a vague pressure hanging over her body, and she felt very uncomfortable, just like when she was in front of her father.

Behind her, Lulu walked quickly, not daring to take a breath. Then she caught a bit of heat that had not completely dissipated, and she became more and more confused.

Chen Yuan withdrew his gaze from the two women and said, "It turns out you are the daughter of the county governor. You came to Jincheng instead of visiting the aristocratic family. Why did you come to see me?"

Zeng Rouniang resisted the pressure and said: "After hearing the general's achievements, I came to ask for advice on military tactics."

The person who led the way hurried over and said as soon as he came: "The general doesn't know something. General Zeng is a heroine. He went into battle to kill the enemy and has a great reputation. This time he heard about the general's deeds and came here to pay a special visit."

"It turned out to be a heroine, disrespectful." Thinking of Liu Yisheng before, Chen Yuan sighed, "I got a chance, but it's not as good as you who killed me with one knife and one shot."

"The general is humble..."

"It's not humility, it's the truth." Chen Yuan said sternly: "I can see, General Zeng, your mind is on the battlefield, but Chen Mou is not here. If you come to ask me about military matters, you are really asking for the wrong person." ”

Beside him, Zhang Que couldn't help but look sideways, secretly thinking that although our general is powerful, he is a genius at chatting.

Sure enough, Zeng Rouniang was startled when she heard this.

What's the meaning?

If you don't have this ambition and you become famous in the northwest just by doing it casually, then who am I?

Zeng Rouniang was also arrogant in her heart, and she was under heavy pressure. Her mood was ups and downs just now outside the account. At this moment, she was a little bit arrogant and said: "I will stay in Jincheng for a while. I will ask for advice when I have time in the future, so I won't bother you today." The general is resting."

After saying that, he led Lulu and turned around and left.

When the leader saw it, he smiled bitterly and hurriedly chased after him.

Looking at the two women leaving, Zhang Que smiled and said: "General, you have angered this bitch now. She has a great reputation in the northwest and has many suitors. She took the initiative to visit you, but was rejected and spread the word. , the trouble is not small.”

Chen Yuan shook his head and said, "Do you think she came here at this time to ask for advice on military tactics? You are wrong. She came here to intrigue. If I say a few more words to her, I will be in trouble. I am too lazy to deal with women. It will only slow down my practice."

Zhang Que hesitated and looked strange.

Zeng Rouniang and Lu Lu walked forward indifferently.

After walking for a while, Zeng Rouniang asked, "Why are you so silent? At other times, you would have been chattering about that person being rude and arrogant."

"Rouniang, listen to me, that General Zhenwu is very dangerous!" Lu Lu exhaled, with lingering fear, "If you can avoid provoking him, don't provoke him."

Zeng Rouniang frowned.

Lu Lu smiled bitterly and said, "His aura is more majestic than my master's. I'm afraid he really has the cultivation level as rumored! And... and... I always feel like he is hiding some murder weapon. Standing next to him, I am trembling with fear, as if he can take my life with just a thought."

"Can a thought take your life? You are at the fifth level of Qi and Blood, even if he is innate, I'm afraid he can't do it, right? Besides, military affairs are not all about cultivation."

Zeng Rouniang said this and changed the topic: "Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's go see Chen Tang first. Regardless of whether General Zhenwu is real or fake, he has such a high prestige among the Jincheng soldiers, and Chen Tang must be the most uncomfortable. Maybe we can get useful information from Chen Tang!"

Lu Lu thought it was not good, knowing that Zeng Rouniang's competitive spirit was aroused, and she was probably thinking about suppressing the Taoist boy.

With a turn of her eyes, she said, "Although that general is unreasonable and rude, he actually has one good point." Zeng Rouniang was startled and asked, "What's good about him?" Lu Lu said, "When those big men see you, they always wonder how a woman can lead troops. They will only know how powerful you are after you teach them a lesson and show them your abilities. But this fake general is not strange at all. Isn't he better than others?" It would have been better if she hadn't said it. After she did, Zeng Rouniang's face darkened a bit and sneered, "He completely underestimated me and didn't even bother to think about it." Lu Lu was stunned and knew that she had made a fool of herself. However, their wish to visit Chen Tang was ultimately unfulfilled. When they arrived at the Jincheng barracks, they learned that the original garrison general Chen Tang was seriously ill and lying on his sickbed. He could no longer get up. Now, his cousin Chen Mian is taking over the command. "So miserable." Lu Lu couldn't help muttering when she heard about Chen Tang's fate. "Niece of the Zeng family, you've come just in time!"

The new acting commander got the news and immediately came over to greet them in person!

"Uncle, I need your help!"

When they arrived at the main hall and sat down according to their priorities, Chen Mian sighed and complained.

"They delayed my orders as much as they could, and did them perfunctorily if they couldn't. They were worse than that...General Chen! It's really too much! Alas!"

As Chen Mian spoke, he seemed to be angry and slapped the table with a face full of grief and indignation.

Lu Lu stood aside, despising in her heart: "You have no prestige as a general, and you can still blame others?" Seeing that Zeng Rouniang was unmoved, Chen Mian changed the subject: "Uncle, it's okay to suffer some grievances. After all, this matter was caused by my cousin. He was not careful for a while, not only was he embarrassed, but he also lost the hearts of the army. But these are our northwest troops after all, and we can't really let a noble family from the east take them away. Otherwise, when others mention young generals in the northwest in the future, I'm afraid they will only mention him, Chen Shi..." "Uncle Chen, stop provoking him." Zeng Rouniang sighed, "I just came from General Zhenwu, he doesn't look like a person who would fight for power and profit." "So you have met him." Chen Mian smiled embarrassedly, thinking about how to step down. Zeng Rouniang took the initiative to say: "But General Zhenwu has not yet considered himself a member of the Northwest Allied Forces. If he really takes control of the army, there may be hidden dangers. I will stay in Jincheng for a while. After some time, I will naturally see who is more suitable for this city, Uncle Chen or General Zhenwu."

Chen Mian was stunned, nodded and said: "With the support of your niece and Longcheng, my uncle's situation will definitely be different."

Then, the two said some polite words, and Zeng Rouniang stood up and said goodbye.

When they returned to Jincheng's residence, Lu Lu couldn't help but say, "That Chen Mian is full of tricks. Don't be fooled by him and be used as a gun."

"This time, I have to understand the real situation of Jincheng. Chen Mian has a little plan, which is just right for me." Zeng Rouniang said, and then changed the subject, "You said that the fake general has a high level of martial arts? Such a person cannot have no background. Why don't you write a letter to inform the sect of the situation and see if the masters of Huangliang Dao can identify his background."

"Okay." Lu Lu nodded, and then reminded: "However, because of the preparations for the Xiyue Ceremony, Master and others are busy, and masters and disciples from various sects are also coming. I'm afraid they can't be distracted too much, and they may not reply."

"It doesn't matter, just do your best."

Lu Lu was relieved, and wrote a letter that night, took out the specially raised pigeon, and flew the letter to the sect.

The next chapter, about half an hour later...