Northern Wei Palace.

"Have you all been cleaned up?" Prince Wei Ma sat upright in the hall and thought casually.

"It has been cleaned up, and there is no living inside and outside the hall." The soldiers under Wei Ma replied.

Looking at the blood-stained hall in front of him, Wei Ma showed an undetectable smile, and occasionally thought of something and called the guards again.

"You must search all the places in the palace and find out all the things about the Liyuan Immortal Palace." Wei Ma could not see the joy and anger at this moment, and said in a deep voice.

The war of the Northern Expedition burned out the entire Northern Wei Dynasty, and the people were displaced, but the Emperor of Wei did not make any statement and just allowed it to develop.

Gradually, the clan divisions and the people complained, and the Northern Wei Dynasty once again became a mess.

Northern Wei border city.

"You let go of me, I want to see Mr. Wei Zifu. I came to report the letter at the order of the Emperor of the Northern Wei."

Hearing the shouting, Wei Zifu walked out of the low thatched hut and signaled the guard to let go of the shouting person.

"Are you really from the palace?" Wei Zifu asked cautiously.

Now everyone knows that the Northern Wei Dynasty destroyed the country, and the Northern Wei royal family slaughtered the Wei horses. At this time, some people call themselves people from the palace, which makes people suspicious.

After all, in the entire Northern Wei Dynasty, only the group of people brought back from Qianren City by Wei Zifu, were still united.

"Are you Mr. Wei?" the man asked, unable to recognize Wei Zifu in front of him.

“That’s right.”

Although Wei Zifu worked hard for days and seemed haggard, he still showed his character from his every move.

The person who reported the news finally relaxed and said:

"Only Mr. Wei can tell this matter."

Wei Zifu leaned over and listened to the news brought by the reporter.

...

"Autumn is coming." Jiang Lin said in his tight clothes.

"Time flies so fast." Chu Tian also sighed with rare emotion: "I have been in Jiange for more than a dozen years."

The two stood side by side and looked down at the foot of the mountain. The disciples of Jiange had already put on thick autumn clothes and practiced diligently.

"Do you need us to go with you?" Chu Tian asked again.

Jiang Lin knew what Chu Tian was referring to, so he did not refuse immediately, but just said nothing.

"Hmph." Chu Tian shook his head helplessly.

He knew what Jiang Lin meant that the elders of Jiange were all in the realm of the Heavenly Sword, which was naturally unattainable for the human world, but for the demons, it was just a plate of appetizers and could be controlled at any time.

If they insist on going, it will cause trouble.

Lei Bao and Shi Tie also came up, and they also expressed concern for Jiang Lin's plan to go to the Northern Wei Dynasty.

After a conversation, there was no result and the stalemate was still in progress. Shi Tie said: "The elder Zhengjian has not accepted disciples for a long time. It is unreasonable to reason. Do you think if you want to settle this matter before you set off, and your disciples will be more distracting in their practice."

Jiang Lin didn't care about this, and he didn't have time to teach himself, so he said:

"Then let Wang Qin and Huang Youming." Jiang Lin said without hesitation. Anyway, the only ones who named the entire Jiange disciples.

He felt inexplicably bored, and after saying this, Jiang Lin left Jiange.

The letter I thought I would send out had arrived, but there was no response from all sects. It seemed that everyone was disturbed by the demons and could not get rid of them.

When he went back to the house to pack his luggage, Jiang Lin still carried a basket and a hat on his head, and left Jiange with Apiao.

As he walked north, Jiang Lin followed the memories and was familiar with the journey.

The northern border town has no trace of people in my memory, and it is broken and ruined, but it is also extremely depressing.

This was beyond Jiang Lin's expectations. In my memory, this city should have been set up by the demon clan's Nine-Turn Demon Array.

It seems that the death of the heart-loving demon, the rescue of the Sword Pavilion ceremony, and the severely injured Demon outside the Kyoto City have all had an impact on what will happen in the future.

"Who are you and where did you come from?"

The guards in the border town asked when they saw Jiang Lin dressed in strange clothes.

Jiang Lin did not make any embarrassment, and took out the letters left by Wei Zifu before, and believed that the guards would not stop them after reading the letters.

"Hey, can you understand what is written on it?" The guard spread out his letter, looked up and down, but asked the people beside him.

The people next to him looked at each other and said with a look of dismay: "I have been poor since I was a child. I only know my own name and can't write it."

"Wait, I'll report." Seeing Jiang Lin's majestic spirit, the guard did not dare to neglect, so he turned around and ran to report.

Jiang Lin was not idle either, so he asked the guards beside him for some useful information.

"Little brother, are you from the north?" Jiang Lin tentatively tentatively. After all, the Northern Wei Dynasty had just died, so it was not good to ask too directly.

"Where, we all escaped and walked back." The guards said without any precautions:

"Thanks to Mr. Wei, we can escape the disaster. I heard that the Southern Wei directly wiped out the cities on the border."

After hearing this, Jiang Lin also understood where these people came from. They should have been refugees outside Qianren City at the time. Later, under the leadership of Wei Zifu, he returned to the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"You are from Qianren City, right?" Jiang Lin confirmed.

The guard's face was full of disbelief, and he was about to speak out when the guard who had just arrived to report came with a man.

When Jiang Lin saw the visitor holding the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand and there were two swords around his waist, he still knew who the visitor was.

"Wu Ming." Jiang Lin spoke first and greeted Wu Ming.

Wu Ming did not expect anyone to recognize him. He challenged many sword cultivators in the Northern Wei Dynasty, but he had never set foot in the south, and had never even been to Qianren City.

Judging from Jiang Lin's dress, he is obviously a person from Jiangnan.

"Do you know me?" Wu Ming asked skeptically.

Jiang Lin then remembered that Wu Ming did not go to Jiange because of the raid of demon soldiers, so he naturally had never seen him.

"I know you naturally, and I also know that Wu Ming uses two swords to pass through a hurricane." Jiang Lin was about to tease Wu Ming, and he gave Jiang Lin a good impression of Wu Ming.

Wu Ming was also stunned, but soon he smiled stinkyly again, but he didn't expect that his reputation had spread to the south.

"Since you know Mr. Wei, then follow me." Wu Ming held back his smile and said seriously.

Wei Zifu's letter did not mention Jiang Lin's name, so Wu Ming naturally did not know Jiang Lin's identity at present.

After passing the city's central square, Wu Ming still didn't stop. Jiang Lin didn't know where he was going to take him, and there was no decent house in front of him.

"How far is we?" Jiang Lin couldn't help asking.

"It's not far away, you'll arrive after passing the checkpoint in front." Wu Ming pointed to the front and said.

Jiang Lin also saw the stone wall in front of him being piled up by huge rocks and pressed against thick wooden sticks, and directly divided the city into two halves.

It seems that there are things that I don’t know about. The places I passed before were almost uninhabited, and the intact portal was also closed.

Jiang Lin felt strange, why don’t everyone live in a big house, but in a low thatched house.

It was not until he met Wei Zifu that he understood the reason.

In the city, the original residents had turned into walking corpses and would come out in the middle of the night. They walked back and forth without causing any injury.

So during the day, when residents were unable to move, Wei Zifu was locked up in a yard with high walls and did not inform too many people to avoid panic.

Wei Zifu just claimed to the outside world that there was a plague in the city, which kept people away. With the lessons of the past, people naturally would not get close to the plague houses.

Wei Zifu is still looking for early solutions to see if he can save these residents, so he temporarily stationed in this simple thatched house and observed it closely.

Seeing Mr. Wei's expression was haggard and so old, Jiang Lin admired him very much since Qianren City.

He also knew that these residents were powerless, so he advised: "Mr. Wei, these people are dead, but are driven by demonic energy, like living dead people. It is better to let them be buried earlier."

"But they were still moving at night, like a living person, how do I deal with it?" Wei Zifu beat his chest sadly.

"I'll do it." What Jiang Lin didn't expect was that Wu Mingxian spoke firmly.

Wei Zifu did not express his opinion, only Jiang Lin patted Wu Ming on the shoulder and left the thatched hut.
Chapter completed!