Chapter 970 (1/2)

In the early morning, on the vast Xixia plain, a strange tent shaped like a yurt stands in the early morning light.

This tent seems to be an ordinary traveler's tent, but it sends out a grim spirit, but it tells the world that this is the famous No. 9 Yancheng on the mainland.

Different from the bustle of the past, today's No.9 Yancheng looks a bit depressed. That's because the two founders of No.9 Yancheng, the ghost emperor Wuzhong and Yan Jiu, have disappeared. Although this news has not been spread, the operation of Yancheng will be more or less affected.

A plump snow hawk, fluttering its wings, fluttered into the tent.

The moment the snow Eagle passed through the tent, a magnificent city appeared in front of it.

See a ghost like figure, flash out quickly, want to catch that snow hawk.

However, the snow bird, which seemed to be a low-level spirit beast, was in a rapid shape, and was able to escape the capture of the visitors.

”Cluck, yanche, it seems that your skill is not good, even a bird can not catch.”

Silver bell like laughter, a graceful figure slipped down the wall.

It was a young girl, with a bit of heroic hair in her eyebrows. As soon as she raised her hand, her red lips wriggled and made a series of sounds like bird's chirping. The snow Eagle inquired and fell on her shoulder.

Snow eagle's feet, bound with a letter.

”Ah Guduo, things of unknown origin, including birds, are not allowed to enter the city. It's not that you don't know that some people of unknown origin have appeared in the city these days. ”

Yanche mumbled a little discontented.

Compared with the time when he had just followed ye Lingyue, Yan Che's blood of the Central Plains people seems to have been revived in recent years. His head has risen a great deal, just like a huge tower. His facial features are like carved stone statues, with sharp edges and corners, and his whole body exudes a sense of coldness.

It was this momentum that yanche successfully subdued the envoys of Yancheng after he came to No. 9 Yancheng.

Today, he has become a blue color son under the rare effective general, responsible for the defense of No. 9 Yancheng.

”Yanche, don't look like a frightened bird. This is not an ordinary snow hawk. I went through the ditch with it. It is to send messages. This is a letter from the lonely moon sea A Guduo has become more and more proficient in mastering the language of the mainland since he obtained the inheritance of the bestialism. If he is not careful, he will use idioms to damage yanche.

Yan Che a listen, stone like face, more than a trace of excitement.

Lonely moon sea, isn't that where the Master goes?

Since the last time, after the death of the Feng family master, the master was in a state of depression.

Yanche at that time saw in the bottom of his eyes, secretly sad in his heart, he wanted to be able to comfort the master, but he also knew that he was not qualified to comfort the master, he had to bury his love in the bottom of his heart.

Yanche's reaction was seen in the bottom of her eyes by a Guduo. She flashed a complicated color in her eyes. She secretly scolded the wood and ignored yanche. She took the snow eagle and went to find blue color son.

The snow eagle in the lonely moon sea is very spiritual.

Although it can understand a Guduo's words, but if it can't see the receiver himself in person, Xueying would rather commit suicide than hand in the letter.

In the city Lord's house, blue color son holds some account books.

She is checking these account books. Since Yan Jiu left, she has taken the place of Yan Jiu and is responsible for the related affairs of the city Lord's house.

Blue color son's stomach, already very big, the body also becomes more easily tired.

After watching for about an hour, she had to support herself and walk a few steps in the study.

Just stood up, saw a Guduo with a snow Eagle came in.