Dressed as the apex pet of a cold master

Jiang Shuwan, who was separated by many barriers, subconsciously went around behind the tree and hid himself.

He couldn't hear what Yun Shuhua and Jing Fan said, but he could see that the two were very close.

The young man in Tsing Yi grabbed Jing Fan's sleeve, as if he was explaining to him, or acting like a baby with him. Jiang Shuwan couldn't see Yun Shuhua's expression, but it was not hard to imagine the young man talking softly look.

From this angle, Jing Fan didn't appreciate it very much, with a slightly sullen face, he took the boy's hand without saying a word.

When Jiang Shuwan saw this, he felt uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart. He felt that Jing Fan was not worthy of Shuhua.

Besides, he just had a few conversations with Shuhua, why is Jingfan so displeased?

With such a person, how can Shuhua be happy?

Jiang Shuwan took a deep breath, watched Jing Fan and Yun Shuhua leave the vestibule together, then turned and walked down the mountain.

No matter what, we must bring Shuhua back to Yuxiao Palace as soon as possible, and with people like Jing Fan, one more day is one more variable.

a few days later.

At dusk, Jiang Shuwan unhurriedly rushed to the small town at the junction of the Eastern Region and the Central Region.

This place is just an inconspicuous small town, except for a few teahouses and inns where there are some merchants, the rest are all hurrying passers-by. There are very few local villagers, and most of the people who stay are doing business and so on. .

Jiang Shuwan made an appointment with the people from Yuxiao Palace to meet here, intending to discuss it before deciding how to proceed.He hurriedly stepped into the teahouse, found an empty corner to sit down, and then slowly poured himself a cup of cold tea, waiting for the arrival of the connector.

After about a while, a group of passers-by with burdens poured in from outside the teahouse. Among them, there were men and women, and some even brought children. As soon as they came in, they sat in the lobby to take a rest, like a group of desperadoes only.

A middle-aged man stood out from the crowd and greeted, "Shopkeeper, please bring more tea, we have to continue on our way after drinking."

"Guest officers, wait a moment, I'm going to prepare some good hot tea right now."

The store owner called all the waiters in the waiting room over, and greeted warmly: "I wonder where you guys are going? Look at this posture, don't you plan to move?"

All kinds of people in the lobby set their eyes on them, waiting for the answer from this group of people.

The leading man sighed heavily, poured the tea in his hand down his throat, and said in a loud voice: "What are we moving, we are forced to flee! I will go all the way south and plan to move the whole village to the southern region to find a safe place. settled in a place."

As soon as the word "escape" came out, Jiang Shuwan's interest was immediately aroused.

He listened intently, and recognized that the accents of this group of people should be from the Northern Territory. The journey southward, spanning half of the Eastern Territory, should not be easy.

"Listen to the accent of the guest officer, it's not from the Eastern Region..." the shopkeeper said hesitantly.

"That's right. We are from Fu City in the Northern Territory. There was a war there. In order to save our lives, we had no choice but to come to this unfamiliar place."

As soon as the word Zhan Luan came out, everyone present looked at this place.

"What? You said Zhan Luan? When did this happen?"

"Nowadays, the world is peaceful and prosperous, so how can there be wars?"

"We're not lying," the northern man said urgently with his neck flushed, "Two days ago, a large number of demon cultivators from the Qingxu Sect who had disappeared for many years from the northern region attacked the eastern region. When the small remote village didn't know what to do, the Lord of the City went to ask the Lord of the Northern Territory to send troops to save him... Who knew there was no way to ask for help, so he had to hang himself on the city gate in the end!"

"Hundreds of people from the whole village fled here and dispersed long ago. If they were not desperate, who would travel thousands of miles south?"

The rest of the guests showed surprised expressions and looked at each other, unable to believe what this person said.

"According to what you mean, the Lord of the Northern Territory did not suppress those demon cultivators. How is this possible? Lord Lord of the Northern Territory is the God of Blessing of a land, how could he refuse to save him?!"

"If I have half a lie, tell me to be struck by lightning," the man swore with three fingers up, and said in a hateful voice, "Master, this cruel and cunning person, allowed Moxiu to make trouble in the Northern Territory. Sooner or later, he will pay for it." cost!"

After chattering and cursing for a while, everyone gradually accepted the fact that the two worlds of immortals and demons were at war.

"Brother, why not tell me, what is the situation now, has the Five Realms Immortal Alliance ever sent troops to destroy Moxiu?"

The man was silent, as if he was thinking about it: "Qingxumen attacked the three cities in the Northern Territory, and then went south to raid the Eastern Territory. I heard that this battle is getting bigger and bigger. The Eastern Territory has sent some elite soldiers to fight it. , Master Xianzong is also sending troops to the battlefield."

Those present gasped.

"It seems that this battle is not so easy to resolve. In the past, the battles between the Immortal League of the Five Realms and the Moxiu Covenant were fought in the extreme north. How did ordinary people like us get involved? In such a situation, since Lord Xianzun regained the lost land of the Five Realms It never happened again after that.”

"Yes, speaking of this, did Master Xianzun ever say that he would lead an army to kill the enemy? He is the co-lord of the world chosen by the Tianyin Stone. If he is there, we will be able to stabilize the morale of the army and beat those demon cultivators to death in one fell swoop. beat!"

"At this time, the situation of the battle is uncertain, and the situation can be big or small. The immortal has not yet come out of the mountain," the man frowned, "but along the way, I heard that Shen Tang and Shen Xianzong are rushing to the northern region to fight against the enemy."

"Master Xianzong has gone, it seems that the two worlds of immortals and demons will not be kind..."

"Yeah, we also returned to our hometown quickly and took our family to the south to escape. It would be the best if we can escape this disaster."

When Jiang Shuwan heard this in the corner, he dropped the cup in his hand on the table and turned it around several times before it stabilized.

According to what Fu Yu said, the immortal and the devil would not choose to start a war at this time. Why was Wei Zun so irresistible and insisted on provoking the Eastern Territory?Isn't this clearly asking for death?

But even the master has rushed to the front line in person, and the situation in the northern region is not optimistic. If Jing Fan wants to stabilize the morale of the army, it will be a matter of time before he comes out of the mountain.

During this period of time, Qingwu Mountain is definitely a weak point that can be easily attacked. This is a golden opportunity.

Jiang Shuwan changed his mind and immediately decided not to return to Zhongyu.

He threw a few pieces of broken silver on the table, turned right when he went out, got on his horse, turned around and set off for the north.

The war is like wildfire, and as soon as the wind blows, it will sweep across the north like a prairie fire. After half a month, five cities in the northern region are already in the hands of the Qingxu Sect.

Several domain masters knew in their hearts that the so-called fall of one city gate after another was nothing but Wei Zun's stately appearance.Right now, the Northern Territory is under his control, whether to lose or not to lose, is not just based on his one-sided words.

The reason why Wei Zong chose to do this was nothing more than to dismantle the prestige and popular support of the Five Realms Immortal League step by step, so as to stimulate Jing Fan to come forward.

For this reason, Shen Tangli specially wrote a letter and sent it to Qingwu Mountain, patiently admonishing Jing Fan not to go into battle easily, and to guard the Yuxu Palace with peace of mind, and leave all affairs to him.

When Jing He sent the letter to the apse, Jing Fan was standing at the desk in the study in the side room, drawing.

"Master Xianzun, please read the letter from Shen Xianzong."

Jing Fan held the book in one hand and the pen in the other. Hearing this, he glanced at him lightly and said, "Put it up."

"Yes."

Jing He cautiously moved forward, placed the letter on the corner of the table, glanced at the drawing paper inadvertently, and felt strange in his heart.

Master Xianzun seems to be painting a piece of jade pendant, the fine brushwork is very delicate, it looks like a sample paper to be handed over to a craftsman to carve.

Why did you draw something like this all of a sudden?

Jing He couldn't figure it out, but no matter how curious he was, he didn't dare to ask, so he shrugged and planned to back down.

Jing Fan suddenly stopped writing, and asked unhurriedly, "Apart from the letter from Xianzong, is there anything else you want to report?"

The two worlds of immortals and demons are fighting recently, and the latest battle situation will come from the front line from time to time. This is probably what Jing Fan wants to ask.

Jinghe breathed a sigh of relief: "Qingxumen sent troops to fight for half a month. The Eastern Territory defended its borders and did not lose a single city. Thinking about it, there should be no waves in the near future. Let my subordinates wait until Wei Zhan's energy is exhausted. The battle is over."

Jing Fan didn't answer, but asked again after a long while, "What's happening in Yuxiao Palace recently?"

"I heard from the spies that Yuxiao Palace has no plans to send troops. The last time Fu Yu appeared alone was in the Eastern Region, which happened to be two days ago," Jinghe said thoughtfully, "I don't know what kind of plan Fu Yu is planning. , but shouldn't pose much of a threat."

Jing Fan lowered his eyes, and began to draw carefully on the paper again.

"When Shen Xianzong visited Qingwu last year, he brought a piece of amethyst warm jade. Has this jade ever been given away?"

Jinghe was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said: "No, my subordinates and Fenghe stored it in the warehouse, but never sent it out." "Go and get it for me," Jing Fan said, staring at the paper seriously. One stroke at a time, "Tomorrow I will take Xiaohua down the mountain, you and Fenghe guard the barrier, and don't let anyone in these few days."

"...Yes," Jinghe blinked, but still couldn't hold back and said, "Master Xianzun, Shen Xianzong will visit in two days to discuss the war. Is it a little tight to take Shuhua down the mountain at this time? Will it be Too late..."

"No," Jing Fan mused, "Xiaohua's matter is equally important, and this trip won't take too long."

For this sudden battle, the surprise prepared for the little apprentice has been postponed again and again. If it continues to be postponed, I am afraid that there will be no time to accompany him anymore.

Jing He knew that Jing Fan couldn't be persuaded, so he obediently withdrew and went to the warehouse to get warm jade.

He is not blind, even Feng He could feel that Master Xianzun had secretly prepared a lot of things for Shuhua, but Shuhua was the only one who was so stupid that he devoted himself to practicing every day, but he didn't find any clues.

But at this juncture, the Immortal Venerable still values ​​Shuhua so much, presumably he must have been sincerely moved by this master-student relationship.

Jing He was happy for Jing Fan, after all, it is a good thing to have someone to care about.

Not long after he left, Jing Fan put away the drawn drawings, and took out a roster that had already been written from a certain page.

The slender fingers spread out the folded paper, and there were many strange and unheard of foods written on it, all of which were heard from Yun Shuhua since he knew him.

Jing Fan's gaze scanned the words on it, and he remained silent for a long time.