Chapter 847 The Confusion of the Garrisoned Martial Saint

After rebirth, I became the master of fighting for my father. Chapter 847 of the text volume: The Confused Martial Saint of the Garrison. Brother Monkey had a helpless expression on his face.

You see, having such a coquettish little sister at home is unbearable. What can he do? Just coax.

Brother Monkey took out a few more exquisite dishes, two plates of super cute flower-shaped snacks, and a piece of Linghua porridge in a particularly beautiful crystal bowl, and put it on the table: "This is specially prepared for you."

Lingyu was happy now: "It's so beautiful. It must be more delicious."

The styling of these dishes shows the care put into them. She believed that this was really specially prepared for her by her second brother.

Except for her and Meiniang, no one in the family cared about whether the food they ate was beautiful or not. They only cared about the smell and taste.

Qi Xun clicked his tongue on the side and muttered: "Poverty is important."

Lingyu smiled proudly: "I'm happy to do it. If you have the ability, go back and tell your mother."

Well, I dare not.

as long as you are happy.

Qixun looked at Brother Monkey with resentment. They were both sisters. When they made food for Lingyu, they made it pretty, and what they gave her was just a public sex act.

Brother Hou has a big head, and the one given to Lingyu is more beautiful, but hers is small. How many have been prepared for you, but you don’t have any points?

However, you can't reason with your sisters, because they will only tell you, I don't listen, I don't listen, I don't listen.

Brother Monkey ran away wisely: "I'm going to call the eldest brother and the third sister."

Then he disappeared in front of the two sisters.

The little sisters glared at each other, then chuckled.

Fusu came out of the wooden house and didn't see Brother Monkey. He was still wondering: "Why did I hear Hao'er's voice? Didn't he call me and Su'er? Why didn't he see anyone?"

Qixun smiled and said: "I was taken away by Xiao Wuqi."

Lingyu had a look on her face that said, "Don't accuse me wrongly."

As he spoke, Lingsu also left the cabin. Brother Monkey then appeared again, placed Fusu and Lingsu's breakfast, and ran away again without waiting for anyone to say anything.

Lingsu glared at the two younger ones: "Just go ahead and buy it."

Fusu looked at the two portions of breakfast for himself and Lingsu, and then at Lingyu's portion. Seeing that Brother Hou didn't prepare anything for Qixun, he knew that she must have already eaten, and he understood, Qixun's affirmation was the same as his and Lingsu's. Well, he knew why his second brother ran away.

They are all brothers, he understands!

Fusu glanced at Lingsu with relief. Fortunately, he had a sister at home who didn't need to worry.

No, the third sister not only never gives a headache, but is also very considerate and considerate. There is no better sister in the world.

How could Qixun and Lingyu not know what Fusu meant when he looked at Lingsu? Everyone snorted coldly.

Lingsu had no choice but to say to Qixun: "Go to the second brother and ask when we will set off. Don't hesitate here."

Then he turned to Lingyu and said, "It's a good time to eat."

Two small moments of honesty.

Fusu smiled.

After sending Qixun away, the three brothers and sisters quickly finished their breakfast and packed up the wooden house. Everyone else also packed up.

When everyone gathered, Brother Monkey took out the flying boat and said, "Let's take the flying boat back to the defense line."

He controls the flying boat, so there is no need to worry about the special terrain of the ancient battlefield. After all, his golden eyes are very useful for traveling through the ancient battlefield.

Brother Monkey used the best spiritual stone to drive the flying boat to the extreme speed. In just one day, it returned to hundreds of miles outside the defense line.

At this time, there were several soul beasts outside the defense line, driving many eighth-level resentful spirits and resentful spirit armies to attack the defense line.

A group of Martial Saints and Martial Lords got off the flying boat and directly began to kill the last soul beasts and resentful spirits.

The defenders within the defense line were a little confused at first. First, they found that the attacking Wraith Army was suddenly in chaos. Then most of the Wraith Army began to retreat. However, the retreat was extremely chaotic. It was obvious that there was turmoil in the rear.

The stationed Martial Saints were worried. After discussion, the four Martial Saints simply sent one out of the defense line to follow and check.

The garrison Martial Saint was not far away when he heard the screams of the Wraith Army as they were killing each other.

The garrison Martial Saint felt nervous at that moment.

Which outgoing team made this noise? No, such a large formation must not be a small team, or several teams joining forces?

But this is too reckless.

After all, there is no defense line outside, and there are more than one or two soul beasts in these resentful spirit armies.

The garrison Martial Saint had a headache at this time. He could not ignore the team of trialists who were fighting against the spirit beasts and the Wraith Spirit Army. However, if he wanted to do so, he had to pass through the Wraith Spirit Army to meet up with the team of trialists.

But if he wants to pass through the army of resentful spirits, even if he is a martial saint, it is basically impossible.

After all, almost all of these resentful spirit armies have retreated, including six soul beasts and at least dozens of eighth-level resentful spirits. If it were just resentful spirits, even if half of the eighth-level resentful spirits came to besiege him, he could at least hold them off for a while.

But if a soul beast were to deal with him and rush into his sea of ​​consciousness, then he would have no choice but to let the eighth-level resentful spirit kill him, and he would no longer be able to fight back against the eighth-level resentful spirit.

This is also the reason why, in the ancient battlefield, even those in the Martial Saint realm cannot easily be left alone. Whenever you encounter a spirit beast and fight, you need someone to protect you. Protect the body.

Although the garrison Martial Saint was in a dilemma, he still made a decision in an instant.

It was basically impossible to pass through the army of resentful spirits and meet up with the trial team, but at least he could kill the army of resentful spirits from behind, attract the attention of the high-level resentful spirits or soul beasts in front, and turn around to deal with him.

In this way, we can share some of the pressure on the team in front.

As for if a soul beast comes back to deal with him and no one protects him, the Martial Saint at this time can no longer care about it.

The purpose of attacking the Wraith Spirit Army from behind was to cooperate with the defense line for a pincer attack, but now almost all of the Wraith Spirit Army has retreated, which is probably what the team of trialists did not expect. But now that we have reached this point, we cannot ignore this side of the defense line.

It's not that he can't send a message to the other three martial saints stationed in the defense line, asking for support, but the holy realm in the defense line cannot easily leave until the defense line collapses.

Even if one more Martial Saint is left, there will only be two Martial Saints stationed in the defense line. At this time, if other soul beasts lead the resentful spirit army to attack the defense line from other directions, the entire defense line will be in danger.

The military commander made a prompt decision and gave up the idea of ​​summoning reinforcements, and began to attack the resentful spirits from the rear.

After all, he is a Martial Saint, and in one move, a large area of ​​mid- to low-level wraiths will be killed.

However, the more the warrior fought, the more confused he became. After so many dead ghosts, there were still no high-level, especially eighth-level, ghosts coming?

As for the soul beast, if the eighth-level resentful spirit does not appear, where will the soul beast come from?

The Martial Saint was so cruel that he rushed towards the Wraith Army while fighting. He planned to go to the front to see what was going on in person.

However, this act of passing through the Wraith Spirit Army was so easy that the Martial Saint was confused.

There are really no high-level resentful spirits?

It was easy for him to kill low-level resentful spirits, but these resentful spirits were summoned and rushed forward desperately without blocking his consciousness. Isn't it easy?

By the time he rushed to half the position of the Wraith Army, his spiritual consciousness could already see what was going on in front of him, and he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.