Chapter 615: Each with Their Own Agenda

Two figures like grains of rice loomed in the void.

The wind in the sky was very strong, whistling by, blowing the two people's robes, silently.

On the distant skyline, the border fortress named Zhenxi Mansion looms on the cliff.

Bai Di's torch-like eyes were full of solemn scrutiny, while the eyes of the rickety old man were full of nostalgia and sigh.

in silence,

The rickety old man suddenly sighed quietly:

"When the Tartar-Chao Rebellion ended, I made a special trip here. At that time, the Qianxia Pass was devastated, and even the fortress and city were razed to the ground in the war. A few decades later, here was actually It became so prosperous again.”

Hearing this, Bai Di slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the wrinkled face of the old man beside him:

"The war is approaching, do you still have time to cherish the past and harm the present?"

"As you get older, you naturally talk more."

A hint of loneliness flashed through the lonely eyes of the rickety old man, and then he laughed twice and said:

"I'm a little confused by mentioning my age in front of a thousand-year-old monster like you."

Saying,

A flash of thoughtfulness flashed in the eyes of the rickety old man, staring at Zhenxi Fucheng in the distance, and asked with a smile:

"But Bai Emperor, when a thousand-year-old monster like you revisits your old place, won't you sigh at the changes in the world?"

"It used to be."

Bai Di was silent for a while, but did not avoid the question. His voice was calm: "But after seeing it too much, you will naturally become numb, or you can force yourself into numbness."

The rickety old man evoked a smile:

"It seems that the painting books I loved to read when I was young are true. Don't lie to me. Demons also have feelings."

"Stop talking nonsense."

Bai Di snorted coldly:

"If you want to express your feelings, you can wait until Zhenxi Fucheng is destroyed."

Saying,

Bai Di's dragon eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent instantly spread out from his body.

"But before you do it, I hope you can tell me why you were able to reach a deal with that weird family of three."

The rickety old man touched the white beard on his chin, as if he had known that the other party had asked this question, and his voice was ambiguous:

"It's a long story."

Bai Di gently raised his palm, and a horrifying light spot of distorted air appeared in his palm:

"It doesn't matter, I have time to listen to you slowly before taking action.

"Why was Qing'er led to the Evil Ghost Abyss, and why was the descendant of the Insect Saint seriously injuring her.

"I hope you can give me a logical reason."

Seeing this scene, the rickety old man's eyes also flashed with light, and he said with a dry smile:

"Actually, there's nothing we can't talk about. That saint-level ghost has made several transactions with us. This transaction is actually my shameless asking about what they want."

Bai Di asked:

"What about Qing'er?"

The rickety old man smiled and said:

"About the princess, I can swear that we don't know the relationship between the ghost and Mu Xingyi, let alone that it gave birth to an unknown baby with him. Otherwise, we wouldn't have to spend so much time catching it. The Insect Catcher is here to find out the whereabouts of Li Junwu and the Desert Goddess.”

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Bai Di's palm covered with dragon scales suddenly twitched, and the terrifying light spot in his palm dissipated instantly. He accepted the answer and asked:

"What do they want?"

"The man next to the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion."

"That integration?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"In order for their child to be born, they must devour that person. However, the couple did not tell me what is special about that person."

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After a brief moment of silence, Bai Di asked calmly:

"It means that while we are destroying the city, we will also have to face the saint from Jiantian Pavilion?"

"That's the theory."

The rickety old man noticed the other person's expression, and there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes: "That woman makes you very afraid?"

Bai Di pondered for a moment and said softly:

"Her Qi Ji is no weaker than Di An Yiye's Sword Master."

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After hearing this comment, the rickety old man's expression gradually became weird.

The Saint of Jiantian Pavilion.

They had already reached an agreement with Supervisory Sky Pavilion regarding their stance on the desert matter.

The Jiantian Pavilion provided information with thousands of years of information, and then they, the hidden immortal sect, implemented it in detail. In the end, the Jiantian Pavilion swallowed up the Tarchao Royal Court, while the Qin family attacked the Zhenxihou Mansion.

Now that things have come to a point, what does this holy lady mean by making such a fuss?

Thoughts were flying rapidly in his mind, but the rickety old man was still unable to figure out what the Lord of the Supervisory Sky Pavilion wanted to pursue. However, the inertia of thinking that he had been in a high position for many years still made him discover something was wrong.

Jiantian Pavilion has absolutely no reason to jump back.

To conceal the true strength of the saint, there must be some plot, but there is nothing in the West Desert that Jiantian Pavilion can plot.

The King of Tartar Chao can rely on the special status of the Goddess and Linlang, but Zhenxi Mansion can only rely on the Mu Chamber of Commerce.

The heart of the late king, which can control the goddess and the wolf, has been handed over to the woman who is the master of the Supervisory Heaven Pavilion to take care of it personally, and the control of the Mu Chamber of Commerce will not change because of the powerful strength of this saint.

Judging from this, the behavior of this saint should not be based on the interests of Jiantian Pavilion?

But why did the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion act contrary to the master of Jiantian Pavilion?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, but the hunchbacked old man did not get an answer, nor did he reveal any clues in front of Baidi.

In this transaction, both Guyuan and Jiantian Pavilion were after the unicorn wolf, but the ancient beast, the unicorn wolf, could never be given to a foreign race.

According to his original plan with Jiantian Pavilion, when everything was settled, it would be the day when they would completely turn against Baidi.

He and the master of Jiantian Pavilion would prepare for a rainy day, and together they would launch a siege against Baidi, trying to behead the master of Guyuan, in order to cause turmoil within Guyuan. To prevent a civil war from breaking out in Da Yan in the future, and being taken advantage of by the surrounding Gu Yuan

In this silence, Bai Di looked at the old man's strange expression and asked softly:

"Actually, you don't have to worry too much. You should have seen it when they entered the city just now. The saint didn't notice our existence. There should be some limitations to exerting that kind of strength."

Hearing this, the hunchbacked old man's rough voice like the bark of an old tree sounded faintly:

"I know about this. What I'm worried about is actually another thing."

Bai Di's eyes condensed slightly:

"Xiangguo Mansion?"

"Of course."

The hunchbacked old man sighed slightly:

"Xiangguo Mansion holds the Jiekong Stone. If the sword saint is teleported here, the city defense formation will protect With the blessing of the Saint, something unexpected might happen. "

The White Emperor glanced at the Zhenxi Prefecture City that was looming in the blue sky, and asked calmly:

"Hasn't your Qin family already infiltrated the Zhenxi Prefecture like a sieve?"

"That is a trump card that will only be used when forced."

The hunchbacked old man's voice was equally serious: "If we break the formation from the city, once the news is spread by the communication crystal, our position will be instantly precarious."

"You can only gain if you give up."

The light flashed in the White Emperor's dragon eyes, and his voice was low and a little bewitching:

"If the Sword Saint dares to teleport here alone, you...don't want to cut off Xu Yinhe's arm here?"

After the words fell, the two looked at each other in silence.

After a while,

"If possible, I really don't want to be so anxious. The Desert Goddess and Li Junwu have been confirmed to be hiding in the Zhenxi Prefecture. Even if the two girls know that the Zhenxi Army is no longer reliable, they can always be found by searching slowly."

The hunchbacked old man sighed softly and looked sideways in the southwest direction:

"It's a pity that the war between the Zhenxi Marquis and the Tartar Chao royal court is about to be decided. In less than a month, three large-scale corps battles have been fought, and the Tartar Chao people have been defeated in succession. If they continue to fight, they will probably be seriously injured.

"What a bunch of chickens and dogs, I wonder what a heroic lord like Nalan Ting would think when he sees his children and grandchildren in this state in heaven? "

Then the hunchbacked old man sighed.

I hope that the Pavilion Master of Jiantian can come here soon.

Thinking in his heart, a sharp and resolute light appeared in the hunchbacked old man's withered eyes:

"Bai Di, if that sword saint really dares to teleport here, I will arrange people to break the formation from inside the city!"