It was getting late, and Yun Zhongting, He Xingtian and Mo Long returned to the inn together. Liu Juntong and the little girl naturally returned to their newly repaired home.

On the way, Yunzhong heard He Xingtian: "You said, why did Liu Juntong intercept us halfway and not let us go to their house?"

"Because humans and ghosts have different paths, they cannot go the same way, nor can they go together. Otherwise, they will suffer a great loss over time." He Xingtian said.

Mo Long looked at them, "You are right, but I don't understand one thing. I want to ask you."

He Xingtian looked at Yunzhong and said, "We are all a family. If you have something to say, just say it!"

"What did you see in the forest? Who can tell me?" Mo Long looked at them with a longing look.

Because Mo Long also participated in the war three thousand years ago, he now really wants to know what the so-called "Pan Ze" is.

He Xingtian told him everything he saw in the forest that day.

Mo Long said: "By the way, it's him, why has he not been reincarnated for three thousand years?"

He Xingtian and Yun were puzzled when they heard Mo Long talking like this.

"Do you know Pan Ze?" Yun Zhongting asked.

He Xingtian also looked at Mo Long suspiciously.

"Is the man you saw tall, fat, with a beard all over his face, his eyes are in a pit, his lips are like two pieces of flesh, turning outward, looking fierce and evil?" Mo Long asked He Xingtian.

"Yes! That's what you said. What do you do? Do you know him?" He Xingtian asked.

"I not only know him, but also have a deep connection with him. To be clear, he was killed by me, and I will never forget him, and likewise, he will never forget me." Mo Long said.

The three of them returned to the inn, and the shopkeeper quickly came up to ask about their well-being, immediately served the wine and food, and the three of them started to drink and drink again.

"Just now, Mo Long, you said that you killed Pan Ze. Did he, like Liu Juntong, not reincarnation?" Yun Zhongting asked, "So, he is, this person is neither human nor ghost. What's going on?"

He Xingtian also looked at Mo Long with the same confusion. Mo Long smiled, "What do you think of me? I don't know what's going on here!"

"Three thousand years ago, I led a team of people to meet Pan Ze's team and started a fierce battle. Pan Ze was also very powerful. I didn't get any advantage at first, but later, Lord Chihun taught me a way, and then defeated him. I was angry and chopped off his head." Mo Long looked at them.

"Time flies too fast. Three thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye. Unexpectedly, this damn Pan Ze actually made me meet here!" Mo Long said angrily, "This person is neither human nor ghost!"

Yun Zhong laughed and said to He Xingtian: "Do you also want to know what happened between Mo Long and Pan Ze three thousand years ago? Now, with this opportunity, let Mo Long tell us about it!" As he said that, he looked at Mo Long.

"Yes! Yes! Mo Long, just tell us! We are very willing to listen!" He Xingtian also said.

Mo Long picked up the wine glass and killed it. "Okay! I'll tell you!"

Mo Long pondered for a while, then opened his mouth.

It was a windless afternoon. The two armies were in a row and could not stand up. It had been more than half a month. The morale of the demon world coalition forces had fallen. All the generals had no confidence, and Chihun was no longer in the army. In order to seek the power of the gods, he went to the distant seaside alone. He said he was looking for something "Divine Pearl".

The rest are several generals who can be in charge, led by Mo Long.

They were really afraid of anything they were. Mo Long and the others were always careful to pay attention to the other party's movements. The sun was still hanging high in the sky. They thought that the enemy would not come to attack during the day, but Pan Ze led the team to really come, calling out outside the village, asking Mo Long to fight.

After discussing with other generals, Mo Long decided to send a young general under his command to fight.

Mo Long led everyone to the front of the two armies, and Pan was riding a tall horse, snow-white all over, holding a big iron stick in his hand, which was very majestic.

Pan was a bloodthirsty demon. There were countless creatures who died under his iron stick. He also always looked at all the creatures in the world like grass, without any mercy. Therefore, Mo Long and the others tried every means to kill him, but they never succeeded.

"Pan Ze, you are a general in the God Realm. You are not valued in everything. You are not discriminating. You only know how to kill. You are already full of evil. Today we will get rid of you, the demon, for the world!" As he said that, the young general under Mo Long stepped forward, waved a big knife in his hand and ran straight for Pan Ze.

A man also ran out of the other party's camp, and the man held a spear and came over.

The two of them fought together like this. They fought so hard that the dust was flying, jingling, and it was so lively! The soldiers on both sides shook their flags and shouted, and the war drums were pounding!

Mo Long looked at the fight in front of him, and felt that his side might be unable to withstand it immediately, so he hurriedly asked someone to help, but it was too late and the young general had already lost his opponent.

Mo Long had no choice but to lead his army back to the village, temporarily closing the gate, and letting the enemy scold him, he would not go out to fight.

Then Pan Ze had no choice but to attack Dazhai easily, and he just continued to stalemate.

In the evening, Mo Long sat with several other generals to discuss how to retreat to the enemy.

The candlelight flashed and the chill was so cold that several people in the tent sighed. There was really no way, and the enemy was so arrogant. The main task at present is to solve the problem of low morale.

Mo Long said, "At present, the army has sufficient food and supplies, and it can be said that it is strong and powerful. It is because it is defeated repeatedly. The reason is that there is no one who can defeat the enemy. Can we think of a way to increase our morale?" Then, he looked at the other generals. Those people also nodded and said yes.

But what method should be used? This is really difficult for them.

"How about this! We lied that General Chihun is back, and I am dressed up in General Chihun. You can set me off. After you go back, you will make a big banner overnight with a big deficit embroidered on it. Tomorrow, before dawn, put the banner outside General Chihun's tent. I will rest in General Chihun's tent tonight. From tomorrow, you will treat me with the etiquette of General Chihun." Mo Long looked at them and sought their opinions.

Everyone had no other way, so they did it according to Mo Long's idea. No one could guarantee the result.
Chapter completed!