Chapter 155: Delivering Food and Grass to Yingan Mountain in Danger [Seeking Monthly Tickets] Xi Ye glanced at him and ignored him. He just whispered to me: "Why don't you leave quickly?" I nodded, trotted over and took his arm. His palms had a unique warmth. Perhaps it was because he had been holding weapons for many years, his palms were a little rough, which made people feel at ease for some reason. Feeling the girl's cuteness, Xiye's heart softened. He gently squeezed the little hand in his palm and said, "Let's go quickly. The old man will follow you." I hummed, and secretly glanced up at him. Against the red light of the sky, his beautiful face no longer had the murderous intent and violence I remembered, and his eyebrows and eyes were filled with tenderness... Sure enough, there was the sound of footsteps coming from behind. "Hey, girl, girl." "Hey, disciple, disciple, wait for me."
The old man, wearing his worn-out shoes, hurriedly followed. ……………… "Nine Sect Masters? Who beat us?" Ma Zuo, a general under his command, looked at Ming Yan in confusion. At this moment, the Nine Gates Master no longer had his former handsomeness. His face was dark blue from being stained by smoke and his clothes were a little tattered as he had fallen and tripped. He looked in a very disheveled state. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked forward. The fire in the pass ahead had completely spread. Thick smoke and dust were rising up, even covering the sky above the canyon. Through the gaps in the smoke and dust, the anger in his heart was rising. "Ma Zuo, bring me the map?" he growled. "Yes." Ma Zuo hurriedly handed over a scroll of silk diagram from his waist. Ming Yan frowned and looked forward, then looked around for a moment, then looked at the geographical map in his hand, thinking to himself, "Yes, right in front of me is indeed the location of the fairyland military camp. Could it be that I made a mistake somewhere?" "According to this map, is there anything wrong with the route we are marching on?" Ming Yan looked at Ma Zuo. "I am willing to guarantee with my head that this route is absolutely correct. I just don't know why the soldiers in the front are pointing their spears at us?" Ma Zuo looked at the soldiers anxiously. "Are all the food and grass still there?" Ming Yan asked "Master, the food and grass are not damaged at all." Ma Zuo said hurriedly. The fire was seen rising into the sky, but it suddenly turned around and attacked the army directly. In a blink of an eye, many soldiers were on fire and they cried out in pain. Even Mingyan's clothes were set on fire. Ma Zuo panicked and wanted to put out the fire. Fortunately, Mingyan rolled on the ground and the fire was put out. Then he gave an order: "Guard the food and fodder, and don't let any mistakes happen." Everyone seemed to be in a panic, but they tried their best to protect the food and supplies.
Ming Yan knew in his heart that the reason he came all the way to the military camp was just to grab the mission of delivering food and fodder. If the mission fails and the military camp runs out of food, the Nine Gates will definitely be held responsible, and their goal will be further and further away... It’s strange to say, the fire in the valley was raging just now, but it became calm in the blink of an eye. The raging north wind suddenly turned into a gentle breeze, and the fire slowly died down, as if everything that had just happened was just a dream. After Ma Zuo reorganized the troops, he found that there were many soldiers who were burned, but no one died... Looking at the dark formation of the soldiers, Ming Yan's handsome face was full of depression... "Report, General, the soldier in front suddenly disappeared." The scout suddenly came trotting over. Ma Zuo exclaimed, "Ah!" and looked at Ming Yan: "Master, there is such a powerful general in the demon world?" Ming Yan snorted coldly, "In such a small Demon Realm, there aren't many people who can stir up waves. No matter how I look at it, I feel that this matter is strange." "Master, do you mean someone deliberately set this up? Then should we continue forward?" Ma Zuo's dark face was a little uneasy. "It's hard to say. I don't think this matter is that simple. Inform them and make sure to rush to the military camp tonight. The soldiers are still waiting for us." Ming Yan raised the whip towards the horse on his back. For a moment, the valley was filled with the sound of galloping horses. Not long after, two horses suddenly appeared at the intersection ahead. Ming Yan let out a "whoosh" and stopped his horse. Upon closer inspection, I realized that the figure on horseback in front of me looked very much like the slender figure of a girl, but she was wearing a veil, so it was not very clear. "Master Jiumen, please stay." Before I could think about it carefully, I heard a familiar voice. "Lord?" Ming Yan frowned. Hai Xing'er lifted her veil and got off the horse: "Master Jiumen, can you please get off the horse and talk to me?" Ming Yan was already in a state of disarray at this moment, and when he saw Hai Xing'er, he immediately became impatient... "The Sect Leader must be in danger, right? Have you ever thought that your danger is a little strange?" Hai Xing'er sneered. Thinking about the situation and having many doubts, Ming Yan still dismounted reluctantly. "What does your Majesty want to say?" Hai Xing'er glanced behind her and said, "Master, look who that is?" "Who is he and what does it have to do with me? If you have something to say, please speak. If not, I have something important to attend to, so I will not keep you company." After he finished speaking, he was about to mount his horse. Hai Xing'er sneered and said, "Master Jiu wants to be the king of the fairy world, this monarch has a way!" Ming Yan's heart beat wildly, but he suppressed the throbbing and said coldly: "Your Majesty, do you really think you understand me?" A strange smile appeared on Hai Xing'er's lips: "Master Jiumen, you are not going to tell me that you came all the way here to deliver food and grass because you feel sorry for your third brother, the God of War?" Before he could reply, Hai Xing'er suddenly turned around and called softly, "Princess, are you still unwilling to go on?" Ming Yan frowned slightly, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.
"Master Nine, I didn't expect that we would meet again in Yingan Mountain." Yingjia walked over and bowed slightly. With the veil removed, Yingjia's face was pale, with dark circles around her eyes. She looked like bean sprouts that had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, without any nutritious luster. "Princess Inga? Why are you here?" Ming Yan's doubts grew even stronger. Yingjia said calmly: "Thanks to the care of the God of War, this princess is now what she is now." Ming Yan was speechless, unable to figure out the other party's intentions for a moment. "You want the position of crown prince, you want Yang Baitian, I can help you achieve all of these." Haixinger glanced at Yingjia and said confidently. "I have plenty of ways to achieve what I want. I don't need to cooperate with anyone, let alone people like you." Ming Yan sneered and was about to leave. "Master Jiumen, don't forget that we are still a family in name only. It was Immortal Zhengxi who pointed me to you that day. I will never harm you." Starfish was anxious. "We are a family... Your Majesty had better think it over before making any decision." Ming Yan's tone was cold and he didn't buy it at all. "Yang Baitian is in the military camp, don't you want to know some information?" "Don't you want to know who attacked you?" Yingjia said suddenly, his face so calm that no emotion could be seen. Seeing Mingyan’s face darken, Yingjia knew that he had made the right bet. (End of this chapter)