New White Snake Asking Immortals

The Allies left the Great Wall and headed south.

There is no sense of celebration when the battle is won, and hundreds of thousands of troops from the three-party allies walk together.

The setting sun was desolate, the autumn grass was growing, the cold wind was bleak, and the long procession continued for dozens of miles. Bai Yujun rode a tall black horse and walked on the side of the procession. She wore a cotton scarf around her thin neck, and her petite figure was covered by a thick cloak with long white fluff. .

The snow gets smaller and smaller as you go south, and when you are about to reach the capital of Yan Kingdom, you can no longer see white snow, and the grass is withered and yellow.

Zhe Changgong invited Bai Yujun and the high priest of Jiuli to the capital as guests. A certain Bai expressed that he was in a hurry to return to the southern desert, but the high priest had a bad impression of the Central Plains people and directly refused.

Zheshangshu just mentioned it out of politeness, and gave up when he saw that there was nothing he could do.

Continuously on the go...

Riding on horseback, she could already see the tall city walls of Yan Kingdom's capital. Bai Yujun could only see the sunset and the western mountains. The gorgeous surface of the ancient capital looked like a red coffin, with a heavy rot, like a dying person who was about to die.

Looking back at the army that followed Zhe Changgong, it was completely opposite to the atmosphere of the capital, but... I am afraid that it will not be able to withstand the erosion of the corrupt atmosphere of the capital.

The Zhechanggong carriage was not far away, and Bai Yujun drove the black horses closer and side by side.

The black horse was bored, and felt that pulling the cart was very interesting, so he was eager to squeeze out a few horses to pull the cart himself.

Seeing the Demon Emperor coming, the old man was very curious.

"Is there something wrong, Your Excellency the Demon Emperor?"

"There's something I want to say. By the way, how much do you... know about me?" Bai Yujun asked curiously.

Zhe Shangshu was taken aback when he heard the words, and thought to himself what the demon emperor meant by saying this, after thinking about it, he felt that the monster was simple-minded and didn't like deviousness, probably because he wanted to know its reputation in the world.

The carriage was bumpy and bumpy, and the old man held onto the carriage to think carefully.

"Your Excellency is a real dragon, commanding the wind and rain to rule the world's water veins, powerful in battle, the three disciples of Shenhua Mountain's Chunyang Palace, Yu Zhenren, who are good at geomantic omen, and the most powerful one, who can see and change the luck of the breath, is miraculous. "

The words are very general, probably because of the understanding of Baijiao by the aristocratic families in the world. It is said that seeing Baijiao calling it a snake or Jiao is a bit taboo. Otherwise, it would be really miserable if one's own luck was cut off.

"Do you really believe that I can change luck?"

"Uh... believe it."

Hearing this, Bai Yujun nodded, since that's the case, you can talk about it, but if you don't believe it, you don't need to say it.

"I would also like to ask Your Excellency the Demon Emperor to explain in detail."

A certain Bai raised his finger and pointed to the 100,000 frontier troops who followed Zhe Changgong back to Beijing. Only 100,000 followed. The other frontier troops have returned to station along the Great Wall to solve the hidden dangers of the barbarians.

There is no end to the black mass of soldiers, all elites who have experienced the most horrific battles in the world.

"The Yan Kingdom is facing a crisis, and they are the only chance to stabilize the chaotic world. If you have done your best, you should try your best to keep them. These soldiers have lived and died with our people. I don't want to see them perish for no reason. Please cherish them."

Zheshangshu's cloudy eyes startled suddenly, his heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, cold sweat broke out from his back, and his whole body went limp...

It is rumored in the folk that the real dragon's eyes are different. One eye is looking at the past and the other is looking at the future. No matter what has happened or what is about to happen, it can be seen. There are many explanations for the word Yan Kingdom is facing crisis. Probably the worst explanation...

"What should I do... Shenlong... I beg you to protect the country for thousands of years...!"

Bai Yujun frowned and looked indifferent.

"What are you yelling about? You want the whole world to know? You just need to try your best to keep hundreds of thousands of frontier troops from being embezzled by the rich and powerful as private troops."

"Actually, I wanted to take advantage of the chaos to get rid of you, because you are really powerful. Compared with you, Chaozhong Gao Taishi and others are just a bunch of pigs, but I prefer a strong snake demon army to defeat you dignifiedly, and the race has become more energetic." The gods are really strong, not scheming, and the court is sinister, so take care of yourself!"

With a flick of the rein, the black horse raised its hooves.

"Drive~!"

The black horse ran away, leaving only Zhe Changgong with a roaring head and numb eyes.

I've said everything I need to say. Originally, it's about the change of imperial power in the world. You can't talk about it casually, but it's okay to break the merits, because the old man chopped off the heads of many powerful children in the fortress. He will only be squeezed out by the emperor and officials when he returns to the court. Everything will be treated as a lie to confuse the public, and the situation is bleak.

The master of high meritorious service, holding the military power in his hand, any one of them is enough to make the little emperor Xiaoer kill him dozens of times.

The closer you are to the capital, the more flustered Zhe Changgong becomes...

The long team arrived at Shili Pavilion on the official road outside the North Gate.

After Bai Yujun saw the layout of the Ten Mile Pavilion, she rolled her eyes and showed contempt, and waved her hand. The Snake Demon Army turned around the Ten Mile Pavilion and headed eastward, planning to bypass the capital and go south to the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, and return to Nanhuang by boat along the river.

The Shili Pavilion is decorated like a New Year's Lantern Festival, with bright red and festive colors.

Beat the gong, beat the drum and blow the suona, babble~

After so many people die, they can still celebrate with excitement. It is estimated that only these guys who think they are superior will not care about how many people die. As long as they are safe and the crisis is over, they will immediately hold a feast with joy. That's it, the next time you fight, just bring the noose.

Especially the officials and eunuchs who were in front of everyone in Shiliting and greeted them.

The officialdom is full of posture, and everything else can be absent, except for the ostentation. There are many rules that can make people scold the street.

As for the tens of thousands of demon soldiers crossing the streets of the capital to go to the pier, forget it, don't scare those poor guys to death.

The army headed to the east in mighty strength, followed by the elite of Jiuli. Many officers and soldiers of the imperial army waved their hands to each other to cherish each other. After all, they fought side by side and fought bloody battles.

Both the officials and the eunuchs put on bad faces to salute Zhe Changgong.

The old man's official robes were blood-stained, tattered and unrefined, the two guys wished they could stay away to avoid bad luck.

"The barbarians in the Southern Wilderness are really not polite, and they don't say hello when they meet me. This is the capital of the empire. Hehe, I really don't care about His Majesty the Emperor~"

The corners of the brocade robe official's mouth were disdainful and sarcastic, while the richly dressed eunuch covered his mouth and remained silent.

Zhe Changgong sneered.

"The one riding the horse is Shenlong, a long white dragon who crushed the city gate by tens of feet. Do you really want her to come over and say hello?"

The two were choked.

"Well...forget it, we still have to meet His Majesty..."

The army parted ways, and Zhe Changgong returned with honor. The grand welcome scene dazzled and felt strange to the 100,000 soldiers who had been to the battlefield of hell.

The poor and shabby native turtles who have been stationed along the Great Wall all year round were stunned, only to realize that many people in the world can wear good clothes, there are even towers taller than trees, and the streets are full of wine, like a fairyland.

At the Grand Canal Wharf, business was suspended, and court officials were busy directing ships to dock.

Teams of pretty and handsome snake demon soldiers boarded the boat, and the people of Yan Kingdom gathered to watch from a distance, amazed at the figure and appearance of the snake demon soldiers. Amidst the chaos, the big ships left the dock one by one, set sail, and headed south...

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