Chapter 213

Jiang Hai deliberately slowed down his pace, went to Yang Xuan's side, came close to his ear and whispered, "I don't know the details, but it seems that some big people have spoken to end the war between our two countries."

There was some joy on his face, which was naturally excellent for Jiang Guo. Otherwise, once Yang Xuan was defeated, Jiang Guo would suffer heavy losses.

Yang Xuan thought more, frowning and worried.

After walking about half a cup of tea, the group stopped in front of a hall.

"Brother Yang."

Jiang Hai scratched his head and looked at the hall.

"All right, I'll go in alone!"

Yang Xuan nodded and walked in immediately.

All the bodyguards and servants in the hall were driven out. For a friar in Kaiguang, the bodyguard was just a decoration, and it was useless to stay here.

Jiang Huang sat at the head, while Zhao Hu drank tea quietly, waiting for his arrival.

"Lord Jiang, Zhao Daoyou."

"Yang Daoyou, you're here at last."

Before Jiang Huang could speak, Zhao Hu stood up and walked towards Yang Xuan, with a faint smile on his mouth.

"It's a pity that Zhao didn't get the spirit grass you gave to Zhao last time, but it doesn't delay what he said before. Yang Daoyou, if you like, you can go to our Qi Fengguo at any time, and you and I can also share the experience of practice together."

"Yang..."

Jiang Huang was about to speak, but Yang Xuan raised his hand and stopped him.

He looked at Zhao Hu, pondered for a moment, and said, "I appreciate Zhao Daoyou's kindness. I'm just an idle man. I can't stay. I'll leave here soon."

"I see. It's a pity."

Zhao Hu looked at Yang Xuan thoughtfully, turned back to his seat and said, "since Yang Daoyou didn't want to enter the country of Qi Feng, I have something to say."

"A few days ago, Qi Fengguo received a letter from wanlingzong asking our two countries to stop the war."

He picked up the tea cup and tasted it carefully. The action was very elegant, but it didn't match his burly figure, giving people a strange feeling.

He didn't feel much about it. After taking a sip, he continued: "the specific reason is not clear, but since the wanlingzong spoke, our two countries should obey their orders. By the way, Lord Jiang, you should also receive the letter!"

"This..."

Jiang Huang frowned and shook his head.

Zhao Hu smiled and took out a letter from his waist. With a little fingertip, the letter was immediately wrapped by a layer of spiritual power and flew to Jiang Huang.

Jiang Huang was surprised. The spiritual power on the letter was incomparable. Although Zhao Hu was just a little casual, it was not what his cultivation could catch now.

At this time, in the direction of Yang Xuan, a spiritual light quickly flew out, just hit the letter, wiped out the spiritual power originally contained on it, the envelope lost its spiritual power package, slowly fell, and just fell on Jiang Huang's hand.

"Yang Dao is a friendly means!"

Zhao Hu gave a cold exclamation.

"Isn't Zhao Daoyou the same?" Yang Xuan did not lose the wind: "since I came to the peace talks, I'm afraid it's inappropriate to do so!"

Zhao Hu glanced at him and didn't speak, while Jiang Huang opened the envelope and read it carefully.

At the same time, a huge spirit pressure spread out within the self-confidence seal. Although it was not aimed at the people, the power contained therein surprised Yang Xuan.

This sense of oppression is even stronger than the Qingyi sacrifice of the national palace he has seen.

"Is this... All souls sect?"

Yang Xuan's face was dignified. Only a letter could bring him such a great sense of oppression. It can be seen that wanlingzong was powerful, and that was the place he was going to.

The hall was quiet for a long time, and Jiang Huang's face gradually eased down, with a trace of joy in the depths of his eyes.

"Now that the wanlingzong has spoken, our country Jiang will naturally obey. I don't know what Zhao Xianshi thinks of the peace talks?"

"Lord Jiang praised me. I can't be the next national teacher. Now I just bring our Lord's words."

Zhao Hu waved his hand and smiled.

"Our Lord means that peace talks are OK, but state Jiang wants to give up five cities, otherwise, the dead soldiers of Qi Feng country can't close their eyes."

"Can the dead sergeant of our country Jiang close his eyes?"

Jiang Huang frowned and suddenly stood up.

Zhao Hu stretched out his right index finger and waved: "Lord Jiang, this is the lowest bottom line. If the wanlingzong had not ordered to end the war, we would not tolerate it. After all, the two elders of your country have fallen now."

"You..." Jiang Huang was angry, but he couldn't refute for a moment.

Jiang Guo is really at a disadvantage now. All his hopes are pressed on Yang Xuan, who is a lower level.

He wanted to use the opportunity left by his ancestors to help him, but in the end he didn't get anything. It was a small thing that the opportunity turned into a bubble. Now, they have lost their qualification to confront Zhao Hu.

Yang Xuan stood in place expressionless and did not participate in their communication, but he kept calling the little panther in his heart.

"What? You want me to deal with him?"

"No, I know you can't show up. Just help me secretly."

"No, no, No."

The little Panther rebuffed and was very firm: "my spiritual power is very precious. It will take a long time to make up for any consumption."

Yang Xuan secretly bit his teeth: "I'll use spirit grass to make it up for you!"

"No, lingcao can only help me recover from my injury, but can't recover my accomplishments. I want to help you unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Hey, hey, I want demon Dan."

"Demon Dan?"

Yang Xuan was stunned, and the relevant memory immediately came to mind.

The so-called demon pill is the origin of demons and beasts. The place where they absorb the aura of heaven and earth is similar to the Dantian of human beings, which is the foundation of cultivation.

Every monster has a demon pill. Life and death follow. Once you lose the demon pill, you'll take their lives.

"Demon pill can help me recover my cultivation. Fighting with those guys before made me almost collapse. Now I have to be supplemented."

"OK! I promise you."

"Hehe, don't be too full. What I want is at least three or more demon pills, three, no, five!"

"Sanpin demon pill, that's the same level as me."

Yang Xuan gritted his teeth and looked hesitant.

Zhao Hu had been paying attention to him. Seeing that his expression was wrong, he immediately felt happy and asked with a smile, "Yang Daoyou, are you not feeling well?"

Naturally, he didn't really care about this. After all, as long as the cultivation reached the second level, he had completely got rid of the trouble of general diseases.