After nearly two hours of procrastination, Lao Zhang had sent the plague god away, but he had no time to take a breath. The head of his family fell into the main hall leisurely and waited patiently for Lao Zhang to come in panting.

"What's the point of doing here? Then I'll invite General Xu."

The people of Canghai Pavilion will not interfere in the affairs of the court, but as long as they appear in the military camp, they will definitely have great things.

"No, it's not a big deal for me to come here."

Lao Zhang was confused.

"It won't be long before the year-end festival. The marshal will not be able to participate this year. We don't have to get involved in the Black Armor Camp. It just so happens that the royal Jinhuo Cavalry is here. Then they will ask for the guard order, and they will give it to them."

Who can refuse to give as long as the emperor's order is delivered?

Lao Zhang even didn't understand what the purpose of the head master came to preview "nonsense" in advance.

"At the end of the year, everything in Beijing is complicated. Fortunately, the marshal does not have that energy work this year. I can say that he is the meaning of his old man. If you can do nothing this year, you will not take on things. Be more leisurely and talk about everything next year."

The tone of the head master seemed to be casually chatting, but this inexplicable strange visit made Lao Zhang wonder if he was drunk.

"I dared to ask, I wonder how the marshal is doing recently?"

When Baili Yun heard this, he showed a slightly suspected melancholy expression, sighed and did not answer.

Old Zhang was confused and secretly guessed.

"Anyway, you can have a leisurely New Year." After that, Baili Yun patted Lao Zhang on the shoulder, then left, and came to the door, and stopped again, "I don't have to make a statement about my coming here, let alone stir up the military camp."

"Yes." Old Zhang bowed and raised his eyes again. There was no one by the door.

——

On this day, Jun Han was in the study as usual to sort out clues about his "missing" situation.

"Peace Lord." A respectful call came from outside the door.

"Come in."

With permission, the Canghai Pavilion people pushed the door and walked straight to the desk, put down two letters, bowed their heads and left.

They are letters sent by Baili Yun and Shu Ling respectively.

Baili Yun's letter said that the escort of the capital had been transferred from the Heijia Camp to the Jinhuoqi, and in seven days it would go to Jiuding Mountain outside the northern city gate to perform a sacrifice ceremony.

According to convention, after the ceremony in Jiuding Mountain is over, the civil and military officials must follow His Majesty to Houtu Temple for seven days to pray for the people.

This is enough time for those with ulterior motives to do something.

In addition, Baili Yun also mentioned the fact that Situ Cheng secretly met him. According to the coroner inspection of the Ministry of Justice, the bones of the "little thief" must belong to the ancients.

After reading this, Jun Han frowned slightly.

Looking at Shu Ling's letter again, it was indeed bad news - the three people who disappeared with Yi Chenzhui have been searched for retrieval. Li Ying was seriously injured, and Li Yue was the next one. Zi Mei was not in trouble, but Yi Chenzhui was still missing. At present, Li Ying, who was seriously injured, had been sent to Canghai Pavilion first, and Zi Mei left a support, and Li Yue was not willing to leave the Western Region for the time being.

As soon as I finished reading the first half, I heard someone knock on the door again.

"Come in."

This time, Lianyin entered the study.

"Is someone here to deliver the letter?"

Jun Han glanced at her and faintly brushed away a hint of smile, "You are very keen to notice such things."

"Are there any mention of the Western Frontier?"

She was so worried that she was naturally worried about the three children.

Jun Han saw her worries, so he didn't go around the corner and answered directly: "Liying and Liyue are fine, only Chen chased for unknown reasons."

"How could this be?"

Jun Han curled the corners of his lips slightly and said something off topic: "You can just ask what you want to know in the future. I won't be careful of you, and you don't have to meet me."

Lianyin glanced at him lightly, "The Marshal is busy with all kinds of things and has complicated affairs. How can I, as an outsider, know these business matters?"

After hearing this, Jun Han said without hesitation: "After becoming my wife, I can naturally choose to let you know what these things. These things in the court may not be shameful."

Lianyin was teased by him suddenly. Knowing that this wolf was full of tricks, he did not take his words and absolutely avoided jumping into the pit.

"What's going on in the Western Frontier now?"

"Chen Zhui is likely to fall into the spiritual vortex hidden in the desert. The thing will move, and the cause is unknown, which is very troublesome." When Jun Han talked to Lianyin, his eyes happened to see the part about the "Fifteen Ghost Soldiers".

According to the information provided by Zi Mei, there were fifteen "ghost soldiers" who were possessed one after another in the spiritual vortex. The most terrifying thing is that there are fifteen ghost soldiers who escaped from the strange wind around Shu Ling at that time.

"What's wrong?"

“There are a little more people.”

His brief and excessive answer made Lianyin really confused.

It was also mentioned that the moon-by-moon messenger who went to the Western Region with Yi Chen Zhui was the first possessed person found in the Western Region, and after his death, he quickly turned into rotten bones and blood.

In this way, the "Moon-Chasing Man" in Lizhou is connected to the Western Frontier. The problem now is only what can do this.

Of course, it is very likely that it is that one.

Jun Han put down his letter and thought for a moment, "I will set off for the Western Region immediately. I must return to the capital within seven days. I have no time to go back to Canghai Pavilion. Please pay more attention to your health."

"I'll go with you."

Jun Han was stunned, "You are in poor health, so stay here with peace of mind. If you really want to know the situation, I will tell you later."

However, Lianyin had no intention of being out of the matter and said, "I can help you with this matter."

Jun Han looked at her.

Lianyin did not avoid his gaze, "Believe me."

Jun Han was silent for a moment, "I will go alone in the Western Region. I will have someone protect you to the capital, but the situation is not very clear now. For more, don't interfere, I will deal with it."

——

The strong wind in the sand sea blew for several days, and its momentum was extremely likely to affect marginal towns. The area was settled, so Shu Ling repatriated the temporary unit to send them back to protect themselves and avoid casualties.

The attributes displayed by Luo Xingyi gradually turned to the Fire genus. Some spiritual powers are very aggressive, and even the winds raised inevitably have a burning feeling.

The spiritual power under the sea of ​​sand seemed to have undergone a drastic change, and the situation became increasingly serious.

However, people in the sand sea still cannot find a breakthrough, and there is basically no progress in whether they are catching people or finding entrances.

Under ordinary circumstances, as long as there are a few people from Canghai Pavilion, it is enough to do a lot of things. Since Jun Han took over the military power of Dali, Shu Ling has rarely encountered such a helpless situation.

From this, he was even more certain that what was buried in this sand field must be something that someone could not touch.

Luo Xingyi has fallen into Shu Ling's hands in the past few days, and the fifteen ghost soldiers who were unpredictable were sent out by Shu Ling under various guises. At the same time, Zi Mei was sent to monitor him at the same time, but so far, no strangeness has been found.

In this way, the situation becomes even more difficult to make sense - in short, there is always a ghost on one side of the sand layer that is a fake.

But Shu Ling would rather face fakes himself.

——

In fact, Yi Chen chased him and didn't know what he was facing.

Chaos surrounded a sea of ​​fire, and the slightly gilded figure was always surrounded by flames. It seemed vulnerable, but its willpower was amazingly strong.

The "ghost warrior" seemed to have completely lost his consciousness and truly became a walking corpse.

Yi Chen chased the fire that was uncontrollable, unknowingly spread throughout this unpredictable area, and the dark light balls gradually returned to Yi Chen Zhui's sight.

It seemed to be attracted by the fire.

Those light balls were like mourning elves. As soon as they approached, Yi Chen's heart that was almost wrapped in fire would inexplicably feel a little sad.

This grief came a little far away, it was strange, but it was also zigzag and zigzag, making it impossible for him to stand on the stance of the "bystander".

This sea of ​​fire seemed familiar and overlapped with his dream not long ago, and he seemed to be back in the "glass lamp".

Reality seems to continue the dream.

He was still struggling desperately, desperately trying to break through the seemingly transparent and fragile "glass" lampshade, the man in black holding the lamp was still flowing...

A ball of light floated past his eyes, and a soft glory that looked like moonlight in his eyes.

The bright moon shines thousands of miles, and the past is the same as the present. A ray of brilliance is like a silk thread that involves the pearls of the ages, which runs through and connects, and occasionally has the ability to deposit people into endless grief.

Through the light ball, Yi Chen suddenly caught a smile on his face with a gentle smile. He couldn't see his appearance clearly. He only knew that although he was wearing black clothes, he was covered with bright sunshine behind him, and he was holding a kitten in his hand...

The hallucination was suddenly cut by a sharp light. Yi Chenzhui failed to react in time and was stabbed in the chest again.

The boy suddenly screamed, and the sound that torn his throat was swallowed by the sea of ​​fire. He took many steps and even his heart stopped for a moment.

The fire is even more intense.

"The Red Lotus of Burning Heaven, why should you pity your coldness! This life will eventually crash into your hands..." The other party waved his long sword and approached madly, with a strange and deep tone, as if he was crying like a mournful ghost.

Yi Chen's spiritual sense suddenly became blurred, and his hand holding the sword suddenly lost its strength, and he was immediately stabbed.

The "ghost" was like a crazy butcher, and her skin was burned by the fire, but her eyes were bright and bright, and the cold sword that drooped blood showed a chill.

For some reason, Yi Chenzhuan felt familiar in such a scene...

It seems that I have had such bloody and unbearable memories in my open-minded career.

The person in front of me seemed to have a similar figure in my memory...

"Go to die! Go to die for me!" The "ghost soldier" roared and slashed randomly. Yi Chen chased and made several strikes, but he was still hit several times in a row, slashing his flesh and blood.

The memories in my mind suddenly fell into a pool of blood, and my eyes were full of scarlet...

Blood and fire merge into one, making it difficult to distinguish one another.

Yi Chenzhao suddenly fell and knelt on the ground.
Chapter completed!