Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"Not long ago, a small team of my Feilian army was unfortunately caught on the battlefield. I wonder if the prince would like to exchange these 500 people for the lives of 40000 people behind me?"

"That's a big tone. It's 40000 elite troops. If you change it, you're not afraid of breaking your teeth?"

Hearing the flat and hard tone, Yang Xuan couldn't help but look embarrassed and said, "since the prince doesn't want to change with me, it's really some trouble. It seems that I can only kill all these 40000 people and avenge my 500 brothers who were arrested.".

As soon as this remark came out, the people present couldn't help being shocked. It was just a team caught by the barbarians. Yang Xuan actually wanted to bury with 40000 barbarian troops. Just saying this was a burst of murderous spirit.

But no one doubts the authenticity of Yang Xuan's words. After all, the young man standing in front of them has done so many miraculous deeds in the past six months that people have no doubt that he can do such a thing.

When he collapsed, he hesitated, and Yang Xuan was not in a hurry. He waited quietly without fear. It was just a delaying measure.

"OK, I promise you."

After a long time, collapse Tan finally nodded, turned to the Deputy behind him and said, "come on, go and bring me the person he wants."

"Thank you, Prince. Yang thanked me first here."

Yang Xuan bowed to collapse Tan and said gratefully. Before long, the people Yang Xuan wanted were sent over by the collapse man and returned to Yang Xuan.

Among the 500 people, Cai Tang, a young soldier who told Yang Xuan in Qingfeng gorge six months ago that he had no idea where he was buried.

"General..."

Cai Tang was so excited that he came to Yang Xuan. Maybe it's because he is only a 19-year-old boy after all. Cai Tang obviously has traces of crying in the corners of his eyes.

"It's all right. Since I'm here, I'm sure I'll protect you."

Yang Xuan said, looking back at his back, a burst of smoke and dust billowed not far away, as if an army had arrived.

Yang Xuan grinned at tantan, his expression mixed with some provocative meaning. Then, with a wave of his big hand, a huge cyclone arose at the feet of 500 soldiers and Yang Xuan, and flew into the sky with several people.

At this time, he looked at the people of the second army who were returning, but found that the soldier who had just sent him the message said Weihe was sitting on the war horse.

Looking back, the soldier had long disappeared.

Prince Tatan was so angry that he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Yang Xuan is a big trouble for the whole barbarian army. If this son is not eliminated, our plan to go south will not succeed."

In the barbarian camp, Prince Tatan, who was carried back to the camp by a group of people, woke up two hours later.

When he confirmed from the adjutant that the soldier who had just come to report the information did not find this person in the barbarian's hardship, he suddenly sat up from the bed, came to the desk, picked up the paper and pen and wrote something.

After a long time, he whistled out of the window. A black bird flew in from the window and stopped spiritually at his hand.

The letter was packed in a small bamboo tube. Tantan personally tied the bamboo tube to the bird's leg. After another whistle, the bird flew out of the window again.

Looking at the collapse Tan sitting at his desk, his eyes have condensed a touch of murderous spirit.

......

Inside the Xuanmen pass, in Zhou fengmiao's tent.

"Why?"

Yang Xuan looked at Zhou fengmiao with a puzzled face and asked a question

"As I said, the wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. You have done well recently, and the barbarians have suffered a lot from you. That's why I decided to transfer you to the rear and weaken the outstanding people's sight for a while."

Zhou fengmiao looked at Yang Xuan with serious eyes and said to Yang Xuan in a serious tone.

However, Yang Xuan was not satisfied with Zhou fengmiao's decision. He frowned and said, "I came to the border to experience. If people in our generation are greedy for life and afraid of death, what else should they practice?"

Perhaps Yang Xuan's words were really sincere and finally moved Zhou fengmiao. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

"In that case, I won't talk about it any more. But remember, it's not just Da Wei. There are countless pairs of eyes staring at you now, so you must be careful."

"I'm sure I can handle it."

Yang Xuan said confidently. This confidence is not arrogance for no reason, but believing in the strength in his hands.

Zhou fengmiao didn't say anything more and closed his eyes. Seeing this, Yang Xuan also withdrew from Zhou fengmiao's tent.

In a twinkling of an eye, it has entered early winter from late autumn. Light snow has fallen outside Xuanmen pass.

Although the practitioners were not afraid of the cold, Yu Qingcheng still put on a thick cotton padded clothes, didn't know where to touch a few cotton padded jackets, and put on cotton gloves and thick earmuffs.

The originally graceful girl turned into a bulging and charming steamed stuffed bun, but she looked very cute.

Riding a war horse, Yang Xuan hugged Yu Qingcheng in his arms and paced on the snow outside Xuanmen pass. Yang Xuan, who grew up in Qingzhou City, saw what snow looked like for the first time. I was very curious about this bright thing falling from the sky.

A black figure came out of Yang Xuan's body and fell on the snow. It's actually a little Panther who hasn't appeared since Yang Xuan came to the Xuanmen pass.

The little Panther's two front paws fell on the snow and lifted them suspiciously, leaving several beautiful plum blossom prints on the snow.

"What is this?"

He asked curiously.

"This thing is called snow. It floats down from the sky, steamed stuffed bun."

Yang Xuan looked at it contemptuously, but he was very comfortable in his heart. The nickname "earth buns" has been hung on his head by the little black leopard for too long. Now he can finally call it "earth buns" by the little black leopard.

"You are a steamed stuffed bun. Your whole family is a steamed stuffed bun."

The little Panther shook its two tails, which were burning with a flame, and said to Yang Xuan unhappily.

"I've been in the Li wasteland since I was born. Isn't it strange that I haven't seen snow?"

"Fool, what animal is this?"

Yu Qingcheng looked curiously at the sudden emergence of the little panther and asked curiously. Although the shape of the little Panther can be seen at a glance, its two strange tails make people uncertain.

Yang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "it's my friend. Just call him little panther."

With that, he turned to look at the little panther and found that he had no polite meaning, and unexpectedly began to roll on the snow.

Yang Xuan couldn't help rolling his eyes, tied his horse to a tree on one side, and sat down side by side with Yu Qingcheng.