After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

In the third year after the Yijiu War, Wei Siying integrated multiple ethnic groups and countries other than the Yaozu Yanyi, and formally established Shangguo.

In another two years, the mines where Longsuo was produced in Liucheng Town were destroyed, and the Dragon Clan firmly controlled the number of Longsuos in the town. The east and southeast of Tianyan Kingdom all fell into Haochang's sphere of influence.

Since then, Haochang Kingdom has become the eighth Great Kingdom after the Seven Great Kingdoms, and the Dragon Clan has officially revived.

One day, there was a vision of stars and stars in the night sky, Mo Xuanfang quietly left the customs, and left Ziyunzong alone.

After tracking in the northeast direction for nearly a month, Mo Xuanfang became more and more sure that Wei Siying planned to take the risk of crossing the Lingcang Mountains, which attracted people's cultivation, and then headed for the Northern Wilderness through the underground passage of the Yinmang Daze.

The Northern Wilderness is a forbidden area of ​​the mainland, and the Tianxing Fortress that stretches for thousands of miles separates the Northern Wilderness from the inland.

Legend has it that there is the Cangying Valley in the northern wilderness. In the valley, there is a kind of divine bird family named Dieyu. The Dieyu bird is flaming red. Its wings are stretched out but psychedelic and colorful like the wings of a butterfly. Crystal dust is refined from the Dieyu bird's feathers. It can restore the spiritual power of Chi Lingyu.

Mo Xuanfang knew that the current Haochang Kingdom was in full swing.However, the Battle of Yixiu five years ago exhausted Wei Siying's hundreds of millions of Chi Lingyu, causing the Chi Lingyu to lose its spiritual power and become a dead thing. Without the containment of Chi Lingyu, Zhenlongsuo has always been The confidant of the Dragon Clan is in serious trouble.

With Wei Siying's thoroughness in doing things, he must go to the Northern Wilderness to look for the butterfly language bird.

Back then, the Battle of Yiyao completely shocked the entire comprehension world. Headed by the three immortal sects of Ziyun Sect, Beidou Sect, and Wuwang Sect, more than a thousand sects have formed an alliance to fight against the demons together.

In the past five years, countless sect disciples have been guarding day and night on the only road in the northern wilderness, and they have set up countless magic circles. Whenever there is any movement of Wei Siying, they can join forces to encircle and suppress them.

In just five years, Mo Xuanfang Luo couldn't completely restore his body as a heavenly immortal even with the fight between the two most powerful men in the world.

What's more, Wei Siying, who was brutally murdered by Zhen Longsuo twice, will be haunted by new and old injuries for the rest of his life.

The Emperor of the Dragon Clan would not choose the route going north.

Mo Xuanfang glanced at the thick and gloomy clouds above his head. It was going to rain, so he flew forward at full speed.

Because he was traveling alone in the identity of Yuan Li, Mo Xuanfang did not drive the cloud, but only used an ordinary Qinghong sword to fly. The disciple's clothes were quickly soaked by the rain, and a large area of ​​the indigo Taoist robe was wet.

Fortunately, there is a small town not far ahead. Like other villages and towns passing by, this place has also been invaded by demons.

But the magic energy only occupies one-third of the area, and has drawn a boundary in the northwest region, so that it does not interfere with normal people.

This is Wei Siying's strategy, the coexistence of spirits and demons can ensure long-term peace and stability.

Mo Xuanfang estimates that in less than half a year, there will be small countries in the northeast area that will bow their heads to Haochang Shangguo, and after Ziyunzong, part of the jurisdiction of Beidouzong and Wuwangzong will also change hands with the demons.

The three major immortal sects couldn't keep their own jurisdictions, and some small sects simply gave up resistance and only guarded their own one-acre three-point land from being intruded by the devil energy. How could the rest of the world have so much control over common affairs.

When Mo Xuanfang left the customs this time, he saw dragon people in many towns. They did not conceal their identities, and went to and from business in an open and honest manner.

Gone are the days when people of the dragon clan kept their names incognito and panicked like bereaved dogs.

At this time, a carriage drove slowly across the long street.

The carriage is no different from other carriages, except that a flag is hung behind the swaying carriage, the black and gold flag of Haochang Kingdom, which is the symbol of dragon merchants.

The Haochang carriage was driving side by side with other sedan chairs, it was rainy and foggy, and there was no abnormal movement in the places they passed.

However, Mo Xuanfang smelled the faintly familiar dragon's breath in the rain, he restrained his consciousness, mixed into the crowd of umbrellas and followed.

Sure enough, the carriage stopped in front of a Dragon Inn.

The coachman jumped out of the carriage first. He was a young man dressed in red with a silver gun on his back.Then the carriage door opened, and a man in blue shirt helped their young master get out of the carriage.

Even if he changed his face, Mo Xuanfang could tell at a glance that the young master was Wei Siying. His face was a little tired, and after getting out of the car, he still stood beside the car and stretched out a hand.

Immediately afterwards, a hand reached out from the car to hold Wei Siying's, making Mo Xuanfang's breathing slightly stagnant.

The owner of that hand belonged to a man wearing a bronze mask. He was tall and somewhat similar to himself. Mo Xuanfang looked away and turned to the long street in the misty rain and fog.

He still couldn't guess the origin of this man, but judging from the scene of intimacy, he was probably the palace pet of Long Jun Wei Siying.

Long Jun likes men, but it has the tradition of Emperor Hongying.

Wei Siying glanced in the direction of Mo Xuanfang seemingly unintentionally.No matter when, where, or how many people there are, Ziyun Sect disciples' uniforms are so conspicuous.

But he didn't want to stay longer in the rain, the wound on the back of his neck was more uncomfortable when it was cloudy and rainy, he half leaned on Xiao Xuanzi who was wearing a mask, and walked slowly into the inn.

"Brother, brother, I'm hungry, give me a few pennies to buy a steamed bun." A seven or eight-year-old girl in a ragged padded jacket followed them to the door.

Wei Siying didn't turn his head, and lazily said, "Reward."

Anrui's hearty and youthful voice sounded immediately: "Mr. Gu, you don't have to worry about such trivial matters, I'll go."

Gu Xifei helplessly called out: "An Rui..."

This little Anrui, when will he change his habit of rushing to do things for him.

At this time, An Rui had already pulled out a black crystal stone with both hands and feet, and handed it to the little girl with a smile, but the moment the two fingers touched, a few puffs of black smoke burst out from the little girl's palm. Straight towards An Rui, Gu Xifei and Wei Siying, making a muffled "bang bang".

An Rui and Gu Xifei shot at the same time, and found that the other party's cultivation base was very low.

An Rui easily scattered the black smoke with magic power, but Gu Xifei hit the little girl from the air, causing her body to fly out and land in the rain, leaving only her breath.

Gu Xifei immediately stepped forward, grabbed the girl by the collar, and shouted, "Who sent you here?"

At this time, Wei Siying also walked back to the door, watching what happened silently, surrounded by a circle of people watching from afar.

The girl's complexion turned black, and black blood flowed from her mouth. She must have died long ago, but someone treated them as ordinary dragon merchants and manipulated the girl's body to attack them.

At this time, a man's voice came out of the girl's mouth and said: "Damn the demons! You don't deserve to live here, you all deserve to die! Everyone who gets it will be punished."

Gu Xifei said: "My Dragon Clan is willing to live in peace with you, why do we have to push each other so hard?"

"Bah!" the man said, "This world is full of aura, and the resources are sufficient. We can all cultivate immortals. But you want to use demonic energy to cultivate, and the demonic energy is everywhere, occupying our territory, and there is no longevity. Everyone is going to die, how can you have the face to say that you are forced by hardship?"

Gu Xifei's face turned cold: "Hmph. You don't have to drink a toast, but I want you to see what it means to have a face."

He suddenly exerted force with his fingers, and grasped forcefully in the void, and suddenly a scream broke through the rain curtain, and the soul of the manipulative girl was grabbed out of his body by him from a long distance, and immediately disappeared.

Seeing this, the crowd of onlookers fled in all directions, and the long street was empty.

Standing at the door of a shop, Mo Xuanfang saw Wei Siying frowned slightly, but turned and walked into the inn without saying a word.

Along the way, such things happened five or six times, and the coexistence of spirits and demons is not easy.

However, although there are many people who hate the demon clan, the dragon clan has been suppressed for 600 years. Now they are in power, and the dragon clan people who go to various places to do business cherish it very much.

The Dragon Hotel is no exception, because the accommodation experience is good, not only the Dragon people come here, but ordinary merchants also love to come.

Wei Siying and his party lived in two upper rooms, but the surrounding rooms were full of ordinary merchants or practitioners. Mo Xuanfang also lived in one of them, and Wei Siying was in the opposite building.

For more than a month, no matter during the day or in business, Mo Xuanfang would not use his spiritual sense to detect Wei Siying, not because he was worried about being discovered, but because he didn't want to scare the snake.

But tonight is an exception.

After a long journey, Wei Siying lay down early. He took off his disguise and returned to his original appearance, but with a pale and sick appearance.

His body recovered more slowly than he expected, and he felt better after taking a pill refined by Gu Xifei as usual.

At the same time, a special fragrance permeated the room.

"Why is there a bone-condensing fragrance in the military master's elixir?"

Wei Siying had a deep memory of Hualong back then, but now that the dragon's body is mature, it has long been immune to its harm.

Gu Xifei laughed and said, "I told you so, how could you forget? This bone-bonding fragrance was something I exchanged with the high priest of the Yao clan when I was traveling in Yanyi country. It wasn't much at all. The Holy Majesty makes medicine, and it will be gone soon."

Wei Siying was thoughtful: "I heard that the condensed bone incense is made from the blood of the demon king. It can attract the souls of the reborn and the bones of the living dead. Presumably you and the high priest are brothers in the previous life. I will give it to you."

Gu Xifei sighed: "My lord, you don't have to be weird. I really exchanged him with good things. But I promised him that I can't say anything. I hope that my lord will be sympathetic to the people, and I won't ask any more questions."

As Gu Xifei said, he bent down and saluted several times.

Looking up, Wei Siying had already closed his eyes, his pale face sank in the halo of the shark oil lamp, like a beautiful statue.

Gu Xifei raised his hand and beckoned Xiao Xuanzi to come over, motioned him to stand by the bed and watch over, while he turned off the lamp on the nearby table to see that everything was fine, and then walked out of the room.

The moment the door closed, Wei Siying opened his eyes.

After a while, he looked up at Xiao Xuanzi, watched him quietly for a while, and finally reached out and took off his mask.

A face that thought day and night silently appeared in front of him immediately.

Wei Siying watched obsessively, and suddenly his eyes darkened, and he rolled up a little madly, covered his mouth, and coughed violently.

He threw the bronze mask in his hand under the bed, raised his hand, but slapped Xiao Xuanzi hard on the face, immediately there were crimson fingerprints on that fair face.

Wei Siying said hoarsely: "Put it on and get out."

Xiao Xuanzi lowered his head, his face always resigned, he picked up the mask on the ground, covered his face, opened the door and walked out.

At this time, Wei Siying suddenly shouted behind him: "Who!"

Before the words were finished, a hole was broken in the roof of the room, and Wei Siying flew out of the roof like an arrow from the string.