Chapter 499 (1/2)

When the dark and sky blocking array completely covers the small town of Bingzhou in summer, the old empress dowager, who was originally in the room on the second floor of yaxia Town Inn, opened her eyes gently and then said to the rouge beside her:

”rouge, help me get up and go downstairs.”

”Yes, grandma.”

Rouge nodded gently, and then, together with the middle-aged maids, gently lifted up the old empress dowager and squatted down to put on shoes and socks for the latter.

Rouge doesn't ask too much, because she knows that for the old empress dowager and Zhao Yu, the leader of the summer, she thinks more than others, farther and more comprehensive than others. Therefore, she only needs to do her own work well.

After a period of rest and purification, the old empress dowager slowly walked down the stairs, her face recovered a little ruddy, instead of the original extremely weird gray black, and then sat quietly in the lobby, looking at the door.

Then the shrieks of ghosts, the whistling of the wind, the explosion of blood sun, and all kinds of frenzied fighting noises were clearly introduced into the inn from all directions. The upright old lady was sitting with no change in her face and no words. It seemed that the target of the dark ship was not itself, which was pounding against many defense lines.

In the lobby of the inn, Feilian, deputy commander of the Shenwei army in heavy silver armor, with heavy shield in hand, stood in front of the old lady and suppressed the whole void. She was the last line of defense, representing the strongest silver fortress of the great Xia Dynasty.

The sound of battle coming from the outside of the inn became more and more violent, indicating that the war situation outside had entered a white hot stage. The whole land trembled with the fierce confrontation of supernatural powers. Then, the ghost winged beast claws and the blood sun directly exploded the netherworld ship huangquan River, turning into a yellow spring rain covering the sky and the sun.

Jiang Tu, deputy commander of the Japanese army, threw Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar, into the inn. The old empress dowager said the first sentence since the war. Therefore, the Shenwei army, which surrounded the inn, devoted most of its energy to defending Huang Quanyu. The silver sky curtain blocked the sky between heaven and earth.

After rolling on the ground for several times, Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar, held his hands on the ground to stabilize his figure. Then he looked out of the door with a dignified face.

However, the next breath, behind a very violent wind suddenly hit, and faster than the wind is a heavy silver shield, covering the young Confucian scholars, almost the entire void.

”Shenwei army, magic power. Landslide!”

In a flash, the deputy commander of the Shenwei army stepped forward, lifted the heavy shield, turned it into a huge silver mountain, and smashed it directly at the young Confucians. At this moment, all the thoughts of Xin Haojue's whole brain had stopped, because facing the level of the commander of the Fourth Army, he could not avoid such a violent attack.

But the next second, a more intense shock filled his whole pupil, because inside the cuff of his Confucian shirt, countless ghost spirits burst out in a very strange way. Accompanied by the piercing ghost's roar, he directly formed a rickety figure in a black robe. Then the figure lifted his right hand, firmly held the top and lowered the silver shield, which was lit up under the arrogant robe Eyes, as if two pale ghost fire burning.

”You, when did you get into my sleeve?”

Xin Hao, a young Confucian scholar, bit his lips to prevent the blood from gushing out of his throat. However, there were still wisps of blood spilling from the corners of his mouth. Then he knelt on one knee and fell forward.