Fantastic Fantasy: The Daughter of Cloud Raising Luck at the Opening

After the words fell, a golden ripple appeared on the originally shaking city wall.

Under the city wall, it was more like the trees had taken root and firmly stuck in the ground.

"Mr. Qi?"

Wei Huating looked at the old man in front of him, a little lost.

This man has been trapped in Gongdelin for hundreds of years, but now an ordinary plague, how can he let him take action?
"Long time no see, Wei boy."

Mr. Qi, with white eyebrows and hair, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to support a piece of the sky, and the black dragon's attack hit it without any waves.

"why you?"

Seeing this, the black dragon in mid-air stopped attacking, and its snake-like eyes turned slightly.

"You're already out, why not me?"

Mr. Qi stretched out his hand to stroke his long beard, and said with a big laugh: "After being in the cage for a long time, I can return to nature, hahaha."

"Mr. Qi..."

Wei Huating looked at the feathered arrows shooting from behind the city, hesitant to speak.

"gentlemen."

Suddenly, a soft voice rang in his ears.

A young man appeared in mid-air with disheveled hair, full of murderous intent that didn't match his voice.

hum~
The long sword in the man's hand was thrown in the air. The long sword split into two, and then into four, turning into a sword array of countless lights and shadows, blocking the stream of arrows that came from the blast.

"Yan Song, you're here."

Mr. Qi smiled slightly, looking very happy.

"General."

Yan Song first nodded at Mr. Qi, and then clasped his fists at Wei Huating.

"Ah."

Compared to Mr. Qi, Wei Huating didn't have a good face at this time.

People from Zongmen came so slowly, if Fengyue City falls, they will bear great responsibility!

Wei Zi'an on the side looked at the big bosses in front of him, and silently took a few steps back, especially the old man who looked like a scholar who kept looking at him from time to time.

"Who is this boy?"

"It's Gouzi, Wei Zian."

Wei Huating replied with a smile, but he didn't intend to let Wei Zi'an come forward to say hello.

Under the city wall, a huge skeleton froze in mid-air, and the pressed palm had turned into fly ash.

The light in his eyes dimmed a little.

"It seems that I can't beat it."

The child frowned and sighed.

That being the case, it can only be like this.

He pressed his hands to the ground, and a blood-red silk thread spread from his hands to the huge skeleton in the distance.

The son's aura suddenly became dim, he turned his head and looked at the large snow wolf cavalry in the distance, they should be blinded and couldn't see the situation here clearly.

However, the goal has been achieved, and it is time to retreat.

The eyes of the skeletons in the distance flickered with light, jumped into the air and turned into small skeletons, and rushed towards the golden city wall.

Just as Zizi was about to withdraw his hand, he suddenly felt that the meridians in his body were out of control, and his blood surged straight to the Lingtai.

"puff!"

His throat was filled with a fishy and sweet taste, Zi Zi's breath was extremely depressed, and his face was even more pale as snow.

boom!
Zi's ​​body exploded on the spot, turning into countless black gray shadows, fleeing frantically.

"Ok?"

On the city wall, Yan Song frowned, and was about to jump off the city wall to chase after him.

"No."

Mr. Qi sighed, "Don't chase the poor."

"But..." Yan Song hesitated, he didn't want to give up this great opportunity.

"You go."

Mr. Qi raised his head and laughed loudly: "I won't keep you for dinner."

"...we'll see you again."

After a moment of silence, the black dragon's figure slowly dissipated, and at the same time, dense black raindrops fell from the sky.

"This day, it won't be long..."

As if it was a call from ancient times, the voice of the black dragon reveals a lot of vicissitudes.

"Okay."

Mr. Qi smiled heartily, "Let me see if you have improved."

The phantom was completely obvious, and skeletons of different sizes smashed on the city wall, exploding continuously.

White and black are intertwined, playing a strange movement.

"Go and chase."

"Yes."

Yan Song stretched out his hand, and the sword array in mid-air merged into one, and his figure turned into a rainbow to chase after him.

"General Wei, get ready, Yue Ren's cavalry is coming, I don't want to intervene..."

"Thank you sir."

Wei Huating cupped his hands and ordered: "Help me take care of Mr. Qi."

"Oh."

With his head down, Wei Zi'an responded.

Originally, I wanted to rush out to have a good time, but this Mr. Qi looks very literate, he should know some hidden secrets...

"Open the city gate!"

Wei Huating turned over and jumped down the city wall, and as the city gate opened wide, a black horse rushed out like lightning, just in time to catch Wei Huating on his back.

"The whole army obeys the order and charges!"

"charge!"

Shocking shouts mixed with the sound of horseshoes roared out, the earth shook, and flags flew.

After a while, the snow was dyed red.

On the far mountain.

"General, why do you feel that something is wrong?"

"Why?"

The general wearing a horn hat said puzzledly: "Isn't it normal for them to send troops to resist? That's Wei Rentu."

"wrong."

The scribes beside him pinched their fingers and calculated for a long time, and finally came a feeling in their hearts.

Red light shot out of his eyes, and he saw the city wall in the distance.

On the city wall, the white-haired old man smiled at him.

The middle-aged scholar's pupil seemed to be pierced with a needle, and he felt severe pain. He pressed his hands on his face, and blood continued to ooze between them.

"Mr. Mu, what's wrong with you?"

The general of the Yue State worriedly supported him, and the scribe named Mr. Mu grabbed his shirt.

"Quick retreat, quick retreat..."

Hearing this, General Yue hesitated for a moment.

Never has one day been so close to the frontiers of the Southern Kingdom.

"Report!"

There was a panicked voice behind him, and with a plop, the soldiers of Yue State got off their horses, their voice trembling, "General, Wujun, Wujun..."

"Say it!"

"Wujun has missed."

As if struck by lightning, General Yue's pupils collapsed, his face was pale, and he took a few steps back trembling.

"Sir... how about this?"

"At this point, we can only go back to Pingcheng."

The grassland is vast, but the climate is bad, and there are occasional winds and sands. As a result, although the Yue Kingdom is a country, it only has three fixed cities.

One is Wujun, which is located at the junction of the southern countries, the other is Liangzhou, the capital of the country, and the third is Pingcheng.

Most of the others are tribal subdivisions, even though there are many houses, they are far less than the scale of the city.

The country of Yue is like scattered sand, and these three cities are the hubs where the sand gathers to form a tower.

The loss of Wujun was almost a devastating blow to Hadamo.

"Me, my [-] guards in Wu County?!"

"No, I don't know."

"Hey."

Mr. Mu sighed, his eyes improved a little.

"Pass down the order to withdraw troops from Pingcheng."

Turning his head, Mr. Mu looked at the stars in the sky, and for a long while, a trace of helplessness flashed across his face.

"It's not human power, it's God's will."