My Master is Lin Zhengying

Without Nan Chen's appearance, the two should have developed a good impression of each other more quickly.

It's just that Nan Chen appeared suddenly, and he was too good, and he was more handsome than Jia Le.

As a result, the relationship between the two was disrupted.

Fortunately, everything is back on track.

After saying goodbye.

The first team that Nan Chen was in quickly left Baisha Gate and headed down the mountain along the mountain road.

It was so grandiose, and there was no cover up.

Of course, with so many people, even if they cover it up, they can't cover it up.

Their purpose is to attract the eyes of the Jiuju faction.

Let those onmyojis, notice them.

Then, the covering second team left from the back hill.

In the end, it reached the surprise attack on the Dragon King City.

And the effect of attacking from both sides.

Sure enough, there were more than [-] people in the first team that Nan Chen was in.

As soon as he got off the mountain, he was discovered by the Fusang Onmyoji hiding outside the Baisha Gate.

Such a large number of people dispatched naturally cannot be underestimated.

At this time, in a dense bush.

Several black shadows were whispering.

"Okamoto, look at the Baishamen with a large group of people coming down the mountain!"

"What are they doing?"

"Isn't it an escape?"

"Yoxi, it would be nice to run away."

"No, you still have to be careful.

I immediately went back to report to the chief.

You guys are staring at..."

"Hi!"

Naturally, Nan Chen's team didn't notice them, and continued to drive towards the Dragon King City.

At the same time, the second team led by Master Shuihe had already descended from the back mountain.

The trees on the back mountain were not affected by the fire, so they could hide their figure better.

In addition, everyone is walking on a secret path.

Therefore, Fusang Onmyouji, who was watching the sentry on the back mountain, did not notice this group of people...

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Dragon King City is located fifty miles away from Baishamen in a straight line.

Compared to the foot strength of a cultivator, that distance can be said to be quite short.

It took about two hours to go all out.

Of course, this is relative to ordinary practitioners.

If strong men like Nine Fingers God Nun and Nine Uncles were fully enlightened, they would be able to walk like flying.

Traveling fifty miles in an hour, it's all right.

But the cultivation of the whole team is uneven, and the task of the first team is to feint to attract the attention of Dragon King City.

There is no need to go all out, but to slow down a little.

Of course, vigilance is a must.

In case of being attacked by surprise, the gain outweighs the loss.

In the crowd, many monks were hurrying and chatting.

"If we can win the Dragon King City today, it will be a real relief."

"That's right, so many of our senior brothers died at the hands of these monsters. This time I took the initiative to attack, I must kill a few more to take revenge."

"Don't be careless, there are many monsters in Dragon King City, and there are corpses and ghost slaves."

"Afraid of a bird! Did you forget that we still have reinforcements?"

"That's right, we still have reinforcements, we can do it as soon as we meet..."

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