December 25, 9984, the divine calendar.

After a month of preparation time, Zulongshan finally collected all the supplies promised to Xu Yi.

At this time, Haidongqing had already cleared a mountain in the Toutu Realm.

Three hundred Mutian Army stationed on the top of the mountain, and 100,000 elite troops were deployed to the foot of the mountain. Within a radius of thirty miles, no one was allowed to approach.

The top of the nameless mountain peak has been renovated into a flat open space of 500 meters square.

Xu Yi held the black scales in his hand and activated it with the dragon's words. The unpredictable and strange voice resounded like a dragon's roar.

A huge formation is built naturally.

As the light flashed, figures and countless supplies appeared out of thin air.

This is a legion, with the armor on which he wore was printed with a dragon's pattern, and the weapons in his hand were of higher level than the Qinmen iron armor.

"The Dragon God Army and the Dragon Land God Soldier List ranked fourth, with one thousand people at the lowest level, with more than half reaching the fifth level of extraordinary realm..." Hai Dongqing knew it, but couldn't help but be shocked.

Such a terrifying legion ranks fourth.

What should the number one Tian Shengjun?

Strangely, I have never heard of the legion of the Tiansheng Army in which country it is.

Countless materials were piled up.

Hai Dongqing was so excited that his whole body was shaking.

He had never obtained so many and so top-notch supplies before, and now he wanted to lie on it and roll a few times.

After receiving five thousand trustworthy soldiers, he counted the supplies one by one. After summarizing them up, Hai Dongqing gave Xu Yi a data.

"Thank you for your hard work in the Dragon God Army, I'm going back to report to Longjun, Xu Mu's thank you." Xu Yi said lightly.

"Your Highness, you have something to tell me." said the commander of the Dragon God Army.

"explain."

"Longjun said that he hopes that the King of Southern Xinjiang will break through the Shenzang Realm as soon as possible. If necessary, Longjun will do his best."

Xu Yi nodded: "I understand."

"That subordinate takes his leave."

The Dragon God Army stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared.

Xu Yi then looked at Hai Dongqing and smiled faintly: "In a few days, during the Spring Festival, all the supplies will be sent back to Tianlong, so that Di Jiu will be happy."

"My king, do you want to give it to the king?" Hai Dongqing showed extreme confusion on his face.

Xu Yi snorted: "Don't sting, it will be used on my soldiers in the south of the border in the end."

"My king is right." Hai Dongqing didn't feel so distressed.

For five days, Haidong Qing stayed here in an endless manner.

December 30, 9984, the divine calendar.

Lunar New Year's eve.

Yushen Pass welcomed a special guest.

White clothes.

Because Xu Yi could not rush back, Baiyi simply ran over secretly.

Although the festival is at the time of countless believers worship the saint and make wishes.

But what about hundreds of millions of believers? It’s not as good as Xu Yi’s hug.

When he saw Baiyi, Xu Yi ignored everything and hugged Baiyi directly.

The white clothes smiled happily, very satisfied.

"I have met the military advisor in white." Everyone saluted and smiled at the white advisor.

"Long time no see, your strength has improved quite quickly."

The white-clothed smile makes people feel like spring breeze even in this cold winter.

“It’s not enough.”

Xu Yi pulled Baiyi and said all the guesses about the Dragon Emperor.

Baiyi was stunned when she heard this and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

Her breath was unstable, her heart was ups and downs, and she asked, "What are you going to do?"

Xu Yi asked: "Do you have the world in mind?"

Baiyi shook her head: "I only have you in my heart."

Xu Yi laughed: "I'm too lazy to care about the people of the world. I just want to protect you, protect the dragon, protect the southern border, and protect the people I want to protect."

"But the Dragon Emperor..."

"Everything is my guess, and whether it is true or not remains to be verified. Besides, even if everything is true, let the Ancestral Dragon Emperor see that all my efforts are to make wedding dresses for him, or he will raise a tiger to cause trouble."

"The strength is still not enough..." Baiyi's eyes flashed with determination.

She wants to completely shape the body of a god as soon as possible!

Only in this way can we have the possibility of entering the realm of Shenzang and truly help Xu Yi.

"Not mentioning these, today's New Year's Eve, let's have a reunion dinner together. Let's help Hongye Qiansu cook, Nulan, help cut vegetables! Stop mentioning your Modao, saying it's cutting vegetables, not cutting people."

Everyone laughed.

The familiar feeling is back.

My king or my king.

Perhaps only the white-clothed military advisor is the one who keeps my king forever and keeps his original aspirations forever.

...

A place where captives were kept in ancient dynasties.

The huge territory is shrouded in darkness.

Tianlong, the capital.

The lights are brightly lit and the singing and dancing are bursting.

The people of Tianlong celebrate the Spring Festival together.

Over the past year, the Tianlong has been in danger of destruction several times.

Every year's Spring Festival is hard-won, and countless soldiers throw blood into it.

The people of Tianlong were originally gathered by the people of various countries, but now they have been completely integrated.

On the occasion of the Spring Festival, everyone will have fun together.

Xu Ling, Wang Buren, Xue Yizhen and others from southern Xinjiang were invited to the palace to attend the state banquet.

"Your Highness, Tianlong is about to reach its 205th year. From a small country that was not included in the first place and was slaughtered like a livestock, it has reached today. The second-rank lower-ranked country has strong national strength and good weather. The four-way war zones are shocking thousands of spirits, vast, without a year of war, and the people live and work in peace and contentment..."

He talked a lot in one breath, and Di Jiu, wearing an imperial robe, smiled and said, "Raise your glass and congratulate you!"

"He Tianlong!"

Have a glass of wine.

Di Jiu said again: "The second glass of wine is to commemorate the soldiers who bleed and sacrificed for the rise of the dragon! Thanks to the guardian god of the dragon, the king of north and south! "

Shen Zhuo did not come.

He still upholds the oath that the dragon will not be destroyed and will not take a step forward from the northern border.

"Remember the soldiers and thank the kings standing side by side!"

Everyone had another drink.

Xu Ling's face was full of longing.

Wang Buren shook her hand, and Xu Ling smiled brightly at Wang Buren.

"Do you miss your brother-in-law?"

"With you here, I won't think about it anymore." Xu Ling said.

Wang Buren smiled foolishly.

The prime minister of the Tianlong, Wang Buren, is the leader of civil officials, the head of military generals, one person below and tens of thousands of people above.

Dazai Yan Hong is in a state of ill health. Although Xu Ling took action and saved his life, he still lost the energy to continue to manage.

"The time is almost over. Come on, let's count down dozens of numbers together!"

"Ten! Nine! Eight! Seven! Six! Five! Four! Three! Two! One!"

Swallowing!
To be continued...