Chapter 209

He gently raised his hand and elegantly poured himself a full cup of sweet and delicious milk tea.

At this time, the Pope was silent as if he was cast a spell of immobilization. He just slowly raised the cup and gently sipped the milk tea in his hand.

The Pope has never been very interested in all kinds of things from the barbarians, but only this cup of milk tea with a charming aroma successfully aroused his interest.

The rich milk fragrance and mellow tea flavor intertwined together, as if dancing a beautiful dance on the tip of the tongue.

After a while, Alexander slowly opened his eyes, staring at the Pope below with a torch-like gaze, and said in a firm tone:

"So, do you have the ability to help me? Completely wipe out the threat that has been hanging over my head like the sword of Damocles!"

"The sword of Damocles..."

I saw him slowly and gently put the exquisite cup in his hand on the antique sandalwood table, making a crisp sound.

Then, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.

Then, he turned his head slightly, his eyes shot straight at Alexander standing beside him like two cold rays, and said slowly and steadily: "That couldn't be better..."

At the same time, Alexander keenly caught the subtle changes in the Pope's expression.

For some reason, when he saw the Pope's expression, the big stone that had been hanging in his heart suddenly fell.

Because he clearly realized that the sword of Damocles that had made him feel pressured and followed him like a shadow seemed to have disappeared quietly without a trace.

However, in the next second, a thought flashed through Alexander's mind like lightning. The Pope's cultivation was indeed only slightly higher than his own, but he knew that this seemingly ordinary Pope actually had the special ability to get in touch with the upper world!

If there is a powerful force from God that can descend to the mortal world with the help of this connection, then it would be a piece of cake for them to break through this indestructible barrier without any scruples!

When he thought of this, Alexander's heartbeat began to accelerate involuntarily, and an uncontrollable excitement and excitement surged in his heart.

As if he had already seen through what Alexander was thinking, a barely perceptible smile suddenly flashed across the wrinkled face of the Pope.

He slowly picked up the steaming cup of milk tea on the table, took a sip, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, he casually raised his hand and gently wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and the action looked extremely elegant.

Then, the Pope slowly stood up, and his figure moved quickly like a ghost, and in the blink of an eye he had left the slightly simple tent.

Looking at the Pope's back gradually going away until he completely disappeared, Alexander narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head thoughtfully, and looked directly at the towering Jianmen Pass in the distance.

At this moment, the corners of his originally tight mouth suddenly rose slightly, outlining a sneer full of sarcasm.

Time passed quickly like a white horse passing by, and in a blink of an eye, six days of time had slipped through people's fingertips.

On this day, the entire sky was shrouded in a thick layer of gray haze, as if a huge black curtain was heavily pressing down on the earth.

This gloomy and depressing scene made people feel terrified, as if the end of the world was about to come to the world.

The strong wind roared between heaven and earth, rolling up the flying dust, forming a series of yellow sand walls covering the sky and the sun.

Song Wujie, who was on Jianmen Pass, looked down with a solemn face at the terrifying army below that was constantly approaching here.

After such a long wait, the army from the west had obviously made full preparations, and a thrilling battle was about to start.

On the majestic and magnificent city wall, Song Wujie stood like a god of war.

Before everyone came to their senses, a spear appeared quietly in his hand!

The spear was pitch black, and the tip of the spear flashed a chilling cold light, as if it could easily pierce through all obstacles in the world.

Along with Song Wujie's vigorous and sharp movements, a magical scene happened - each soldier behind him also had their own weapons.

Some held long spears, with the spears slender and straight, like a dragon out of the sea;

Some held long swords tightly, with the swords shining coldly, like a meteor across the night sky;

Some held up long spears, with the spear tips extremely sharp, like a tiger descending from the mountain to pounce on its prey;

Some even waved long knives, with the knife lights flashing, like a violent storm sweeping over...

These various weapons shone with dazzling cold light under the sunlight, making people dare not look directly at them.

And every soldier and warrior holding a weapon had a resolute expression on their faces, ready to die.

That was a kind of determination and courage to not fear the enemy and to die rather than surrender, as if even if there was a deep abyss, a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire ahead, they would not hesitate to move forward bravely and defend their homes and loved ones with their lives.

"Roar..."

Accompanied by a roar that shook the earth, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and several huge, majestic dragons appeared in everyone's sight.

They opened their bloody mouths and spewed out blazing flames. The flames rushed straight into the sky, dyeing the whole sky red.

At the same time, there were thunderous roars from the ground.

In the distance, dust was raised all over the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and sweeping towards Jianmen Pass like a sandstorm.

That was a well-equipped and aggressive cavalry team rushing at a fast speed.

The dense sound of horse hooves resounded through the world, and each one was like a heavy hammer hitting people's hearts, making people tremble with fear.

At this time, the figures of Lin Fan and others also quickly climbed onto the city wall.

They all looked serious, staring at the approaching enemy.

Everyone held their own weapons tightly in their hands. Some held long swords with cold light flashing; some held long spears, majestic; and some carried bows and arrows, ready to go.

Among this group of people, Qian Yi and Lin Fan, two guys who were usually a bit sneaky, were also mixed in with many casual martial artists, looking around, as if looking for some opportunity.

"Princess, the battle is about to begin, please leave the city wall quickly! It is too dangerous here. If there is a mistake, the subordinates will be blamed for their death!"

Song Wujie frowned, and even fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead. He turned to Si Jinxuan beside him with an anxious face and said anxiously:

"Duke Wei, don't worry, my current cultivation is not bad..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a light "hum", and a strong breath that made people palpitate suddenly gushed out from Si Jinxuan's body.

The breath was like a surging torrent, sweeping around in an instant, and even the air seemed to be distorted wherever it passed.

Song Wujie was shocked and immediately used all his strength to resist this terrifying aura.

However, when he really felt this power, his face turned pale in an instant, and he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

He widened his eyes and looked at Si Jinxuan in front of him in disbelief, with a storm in his heart.

He never thought that this seemingly delicate princess would have such a terrifying cultivation! Such strength was beyond his imagination.

"Is this... the cultivation speed of a genius?"

Song Wujie muttered to himself, with a trace of deep jealousy in his eyes.

He has been practicing hard since he was a child, and he has finally achieved today's achievements after countless hardships.

But compared with Si Jinxuan in front of him, his efforts over the years seem so insignificant.

"It's just a little adventure..."

Si Jinxuan said with a smile.

For Si Jinxuan, Lin Qingzhi should also be said to be an adventure!

It is an adventure that belongs exclusively to 'her'.

However, now is not the time to think about these things, the army below has already begun to attack the city.

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