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She hurriedly blocked her hands.

Although she had just exhausted her magic power to prolong her life, she suddenly discovered that the man who was just dying was hit by a punch, and her power was not inferior to that of a cultivator of the Purple Palace.

This hot force hit his body protection mana, shaking it with a loud bang, shocking him back for about ten steps. The last bit of body protection mana was almost completely consumed, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out of his mouth.

She was about to leave the tent and call someone, but she felt a hot feeling behind her back. A fiery long sword was already on her neck. The man was still talking nonstop:

"I thought I was dead. I didn't expect that here, on your token, I actually saw the kind of red little maru who almost died without a burial place after I glanced at it. I knew that I could not only leave here alive, but also become a monk!"

At this critical moment, the man did not kill herself with one sword, which calmed down Du Li. While continuing to adjust her luck, she calmly reminded:

"You are already a monk now and your illness is cured. Why should you be shocked and attack me?"

"Do you think I am a fool? Will King Yun let me go if he gets infected with this nameless plague? You can't lock me here and wait for the beasts of the Dust Clan to kill you and you will run away. I'm still dead!"

Zhang Qian carefully took Du Li out of the tent. This large tent was used to gather all the sick soldiers. There was a powerful pure sun ban on the outer door to prevent anyone from entering and leaving. Only Du Li, who is responsible for taking care of these patients, had a key in her hand.

Du Li took out the array key and shook it gently, and the Chunyang restriction of the outer door opened. Zhang Qian held Du Li hostage and walked outside, shouting unscrupulously:

"Du Li is in my hands! Let King Yun come to see me! Let him prepare 500,000 Pure Yang Dans and a Hengtian Fire Ship. I want to go home!"

A quarter of an hour later, the Yun King wrapped in a fox fur was surrounded by guards and appeared in front of the weird man who was burning all over and holding Du Li hostage. Zhenren Shuoyang and his disciple Zhao Chong, wearing a fiery red Taoist robe, were full of anger and stood in front of King Yun.

"Can you control the warship alone?"

"Hmph, I have driven the Hengtian Fire Ship for you for half a year!"

"So it's a crew member." King Yun frowned slightly.

It is unlikely to use the spiritual sense of a mortal to control the Hengtian Fire Ship, and at least five people need to cooperate. But he already has a fire-melting gold body, so that is not necessarily the case.

If Zhang Qian was still a mortal, the power of Shuoyang Zhenren's spiritual sense would be enough to shock him to faint.

After the fire molten gold body was unfolded, he had a good resistance to the fire pressure of Shuoyang Zhenren. In addition, he had a hostage in his hand, so it would be difficult for Shuoyang to take him down instantly.

"Du Li can be restrained by you because she exhausted her mana for you to extend your life?" King Yun glanced at Zhang Qian and reminded him as if nothing had happened.

"Her Aoki Aoki's Aoki Age is recovering very quickly. I don't know when it will be quietly recovered and then give you a counterattack. I am a mortal, so why don't you let me take the place for Du Li? My identity makes people here afraid to take action."

"You're very reasonable." Zhang Qian nodded, "Your Highness, please come here alone."

As expected, King Yun walked around Shuoyang Zhenren and walked towards Zhang Qian.

"Your Highness, no!"

The face of Shuoyang Zhenren also changed. If the person in the hands of this lunatic was King Yun, I'm afraid they would be even more afraid of the mouse.

King Yun looked at his subordinates with expressionless expression: "I am passing on the order of my king, no one is allowed to move. I will solve this matter personally!"

Everyone could not stand still. Once he said "sent orders", this matter could not be changed. Although he was just a mortal, as the chief general of the army, sending orders was like a mountain. Disobeying military orders was an unforgivable mistake.

He continued to walk forward.

"Don't come here, you will be infected with the plague!" Du Li couldn't stand it anymore at this time.

"I can't die. Fengdu will soon send the medicine. Besides, you can still extend my life, right?"

King Yun was not stopped by Du Li's surprise, and maintained a fixed speed, and safely walked into the range within ten steps of Zhang Qian.

"Very good." Zhang Qian grinned a little crazy, and at the same time, he pushed Du Li forward suddenly, flashed by, and put the sharp blade on King Yun's neck.

Du Li is just a time bomb to him, and she doesn't know when it will cause huge trouble. However, he cannot kill him easily.

He would feel much more relieved if he had changed to King Yun. King Yun was just a mortal after all. Even if this prince had any magic weapon to use, his strength would definitely have time to stop him.

"Okay, where are the 500,000 pure Yang Dans? Take it and open it for me."

The Hengtian Fire Ship he wanted was parked fifty steps away in front of him. But without enough pure Yang Dan, the Hengtian Fire Ship was equivalent to scrap iron.

He was the only one on the boat without any extra consumption. He had enough pure Yang Dan and could find three or four supply camps on the road, stop to repair the wind wheel frozen by ice and snow, and he did have a chance to escape from the ice field.

Under the order of King Yun, several soldiers carried the boxes filled with Pure Yang Dan to show him, and then transported them to the plywood of the Hengtian Fire Ship in front of him.

A quarter of an hour later, the camp ban was released, and the Hengtian Fire Ship made a whistling sound of a strong wind rising from the ground, riding the wind away, turning into a little star in the dark night sky. Then, the star disappeared.

"Notify the camp on the way to intercept the attack?" Zhao Chong asked King Yun.

"No need." King Yun never took back his eyes looking at the dark sky, "This man is very smart. He actually didn't go to the wind. He went to the camp of the Chen people."

"Submit the enemy?"

King Yun nodded and said, "He wants the Hengtian Fire Ship because the Chen clan is very interested in the Hengtian Fire Ship, and he can control the ship. This is his bargaining chip for the Chen clan. He went south and just flicked a shot in circles, making us think we could intercept it in the south."

Zhao Chong broke out in a cold sweat: "If he had just taken His Highness to surrender to the enemy..."

King Yun sneered: "He is very smart. If I went in the past, I would become a hostage to the Chen clan, and he would become a bargaining chip for negotiations and would be detained by the Chen clan, and maybe I would send it back to exchange interests."

Shuoyang Zhenren bowed with both hands and said to King Yun: "I am now driving the wind and hiding in the thick clouds. If he turns back to the ruins of the snow capital, I am looking for an opportunity to take action and make him die in the ice field!"

To deal with the Hengtian Fire Ship, even the Golden Pill masters must find the right opportunity. If it is a head-on attack, the Hengtian Fire Ship's artillery fire is powerful and the Golden Pill monks will find it difficult to get close to it.

"No, look over there."

King Yun pointed at the direction he had been looking out.

It was extremely dark and there was only a strong wind in the night, a red lightning flashed suddenly, just as half of the night sky was suddenly dyed red by blood.

After five or six breaths, there was a rumbling sound, like a muffled thunder. After a while, the world returned to darkness and silence, as if nothing had happened. King Yun felt relieved.

The person who dares to touch Du Li will finally feel relieved when he sees the person disappearing.

"I ordered people to take away the spiritual pressure valve on the FireSearch ship. It will not be a problem at first when it is activated. But as long as it takes a while, the pressure in the pure yang furnace will not be controlled and will continue to rise and will explode soon."

After saying that, King Yun put his hands in his sleeves, turned around, and said as he walked: "The others retreat. Real person, General Zhao and Doctor Du, please follow me to the central tent."

Everyone retreated, and the four of them left to the central tent together. Du Li looked ugly, her eyes were red, she glared at him fiercely, and said angrily:

"You are crazy! What kind of hero are you acting like? Even if that guy didn't kill you accidentally, you may get the vomiting and diarrhea disease and die in three days!"

When many subordinates were present, she could not scold King Yun sternly, otherwise it would damage King Yun's majesty. But only Master Shuoyang and Zhao Chong were present, she could not hold back.

"Hong Rushi Zaizai has already investigated it. It was Xijia's Huo Wen." King Yun said calmly, "I just haven't been infected yet."

"Hmph, something that doesn't cry until you see the coffin!" Du Li turned her head and ignored him again. King Yun was indeed not infected with Huo Wen at this time, she could see that.

"Xijia has a special army, and all soldiers are infected with plague, but they do not get sick. It is similar to the effect of fire-melting gold body. They also have magic weapons specially used to spread plague, which are called plague soldiers."

Central China and Xijia are separated by a huge and long Hengyun Mountains, and they only do business and rarely conflict. But the "plague soldiers" are still creepy when you hear it.

Except for King Yun, all three of them are monks. Although monks generally do not die when they get sick, it is possible that their combat power will be greatly reduced for a period of time. It is also extremely difficult to encounter such "plague soldiers".
Chapter completed!