Yuntan followed Cangxi in the military camp, watching his brother give advice for the monarch, and was quite worried. Before leaving, his sister told him that if he found that his brother had interfered too much in this battle, he should stop it in time. However, his elder brother said that he did not use the immortal technique, and at most he would give some tips, which was nothing. Yuntan could not tell for a moment, so he could only guard his elder brother. I hope that his elder brother could grasp the right measure, and I hope that God would punish him lightly for the sake of saving people.

Li Miao returned to Kunlun Mountain and could only speed up his practice. The original playful competition became more serious. He changed his lazy style and ran to Kunlun Mountain Bookstore to look for books. He was so shocked that Pu Yu only said that his sister had changed his temperament. Li Miao could only tell Brother Pu Yu that some things were involved in the mortal world. He practiced diligently just to share some of his burdens for him when God punished his brother, so as not to be able to be more willing but not enough. Pu Yu felt that his brother was doing right, but he was negligent that he was a god.

After receiving the news that Qingluan was poisoned, King Zhennan rushed to the military camp without stopping. Seeing that his daughter had nothing to do, he thanked Cang Xiyuntan for help.

"I thought Mr. Xiao could win the first prize at the lantern festival, but he was very literary. I didn't expect that he had his own unique insights in military affairs." Qingluan couldn't help but praise.

"Princess, don't underestimate my brother. I think my brother was saved back then..."

"A Tan!" Cang Xi interrupted, why didn't this child say anything?

"What did you save?" King Zhennan couldn't help asking, "Is Mr. Xiao a man who has been on the battlefield?"

"It's nothing, A Tan said nonsense. He just saved a girl's house who was bullied by a slut, and had never been to any battlefield."

"Report~" a man rolled in and crawled into the account, "Prince, the saint of southern Xinjiang commanded the poisonous people to the camp."

"What, it's coming so soon, it seems that the saint is bound to get it."

From a distance, a woman outside the military camp was wearing southern Xinjiang costumes, riding a maroon-red horse with a silver mask on her face, covering her upper face, holding a flute in her hand, and urging the poisonous man to move forward with music. The soldiers in the military camp saw that the poisonous man was tall, seven or eight people surrounded him in the middle and started to move their hands together. The poisonous man was really powerful, and with a wave, he threw four or five people away, and suddenly frightened the other soldiers so much that they did not dare to act rashly. The poisonous man seemed to have a target, walking straight towards Qingluan and his group of people. The soldiers intercepted him and he casually reached out and stroked his fingernails and fell to the ground in pain. The generals were so shocked that they were at a loss.

"What should I do?" said King Nan of Zhen, "Is this poisonous man unable to treat him?"

Cang Xi looked around, picked up the torch and rushed forward. The poisonous man seemed to be shocked by his actions, and stopped for a moment and continued walking. Cang Xi then extended the torch to the poisonous man's chest. The poisonous man looked curious and reached out to grab the end of the fire and swung it. Cang Xi staggered. The poisonous man reached out to look at the burning skin in his palm, a little indifferent. At this time, the saint seemed to see Cang Xi's actions, and the music stopped, and the poisonous man stopped and looked around in a daze.

Yun Tan shouted: "What kind of saint is capable of fighting on the battlefield, what's the point of using a fool?"

"Hmph!" The ethereal voice of the saint girl came, and everyone couldn't help but shivered, "I don't know when I won't even let you go on this battlefield. Is there no one in your Zhennan Prince's Mansion? Haha."

"A sinister villain." Deputy General Wang said hatefully.

"Hmph, the princess is very lucky and is not dead. It seems that there are many talented people in the military camp." Suddenly, he looked at Cang Xi and played the flute. The poisonous man seemed to have received some instructions. He made a ruthless move, knocking down the soldiers and going towards Qingluan. Cang Xi ran over and stopped him with a torch, "Don't touch him, use something to separate."

The military camp suddenly became panic. Several generals protected Qingluan and hid the enemy. More and more soldiers were poisoned. Cang Xi looked back at the saint in southern Xinjiang not far away, rushed into the tent and took out a bow and arrow, and shot at the saint.

A muffled thunder struck the ground not far from Cangxi.

"Brother!" Yun Tan shouted in vain.

The saint scratched his arm by the arrow shot by Cang Xi, and the sound of the flute was interrupted.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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