Chapter 1944: Planning and Strategizing

Seeing that the situation in Beichen has reached the final moment, Luoxi must eliminate all uncertain factors before launching a full-scale decisive battle to ensure that Beichen can be taken without any mistakes!

A person stood with his hands behind his back in front of the hall for a long time, and Luoxi finally stopped thinking.

"It's time to let Canglang play!"

Looking back suddenly, he left with his hands behind his back. A man who had planned for 30,000 years finally showed his ambition to everyone in Beichen!

This day will not be too long.

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"The leaves are soft, the apricot flowers are bright, and the painted boat is light.

A pair of mandarin ducks bathing in the green shore, singing.

The spring water is windless and waveless, and spring is half rainy and half sunny.

Red powder accompanies Nanpu in the evening, with a little affection."

There is a single boat on the green water, Zhuge Feng in a blue dress, holding a folding fan, talking and laughing, looking at the long and beautiful scenery of the world, can't help but recite a poem to entertain himself.

Looking elegant, unrestrained, handsome, and extraordinary.

But Xiao Huan hid behind Zhuge Feng with fear in his eyes, because in front of him, there was a very strong man in green robe, and the faint breath was enough to make Xiao Huan feel what real fear was.

"Zhuge Feng, how did you do what I asked you to do?" The green-robed man crossed his arms over his chest, and his face was covered with a faint green light.

Hearing this, Zhuge Feng closed his folding fan, clasped his fists respectfully and said: "Master Yinglong, don't worry, things are going smoothly, just as I predicted."

Hearing Zhuge Feng's words, the man called Master Yinglong nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad."

"Thank you for the compliment, Master."

Zhuge Feng straightened up respectfully, and then smiled faintly: "In the current situation, Wanchao Pavilion Luoxi has frequently taken action, and the peaceful coexistence of the three ancient sects is about to be broken. The forces hidden behind the Burning Heaven Sect will probably surface sooner or later. At that time, I am afraid that Xingchen Pavilion and Xinglan Altar will not be able to sit still."

"Well, it was right to bring you to Beichen back then."

Yinglong turned around and said sideways: "Remember, pay attention to Luoxi's every move. When necessary, we will take action at the Falling Dragon Altar."

"Yes!"

Watching Yinglong stepping on the waves, Zhuge Feng's mouth slowly raised a strange arc.

Seeing that man gone, Xiao Huan jumped out from behind him in dismay.

It raised its little paw, wiped the cold sweat from its forehead, and looked at Zhuge Feng with fear: "It is said that there is only one person in the Fallen Dragon Altar. Who would have thought that you are also from the Fallen Dragon Altar~"

"Alas, you are saying that again."

Zhuge Feng raised his eyes to the bright sky, and his handsome face always had a faint smile that was difficult to guess: "Lord Yinglong is good in every way, but he is a little impatient. Before the Star Pavilion takes action, we, the Fallen Dragon Altar, cannot take action first."

"Yes, the Star Pavilion is really calm."

...

"Mr. Guigu, why do you think the Star Pavilion has not taken action yet?" In the Zhanyue Inn, two white-haired old men wearing the robes of the Star Mist Temple looked at the calm man sitting at the table with complicated expressions, and couldn't help asking for advice.

Mr. Guigu turned a blind eye and poured himself a cup of tea. He looked at the tea in the cup and saw a shallow ripple in the water. His eyes were calm and moved. "The reason why Old Xuanwu is called the strongest person in Xinglan Continent is because his character is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Now the forces of all parties are surging. The situation seems turbulent, but in fact, it is inseparable from an inherent law. I can see it clearly, and Old Xuanwu is no exception."

Fixed law?

"What, what do you mean..." The two old men didn't understand at all.

But the masters are masters after all, and it is impossible for them to explain everything clearly.

Facing the blank eyes of the two, Mr. Guigu waved his sleeves, and the figures of the two suddenly appeared outside the Zhanyue Inn.

The door slammed shut.

The two looked at each other, confused.

"What does Mr. Guigu mean by this?"

"I don't know. Anyway, go back and report according to what he said."

The two shook their heads and smiled bitterly, and flew out of the sky.

Now not only the three ancient sects, but even the two altars are ready to move. Under the current turbulent situation, the Huandi is also inexplicably irritated.

She came to the Xuanwu Star Palace again.

The stars in the sky are like pearls hanging high in the sky. Standing on the palace of the Xuanwu Star Palace, it seems to be within reach.

The Xuanwu Emperor lazily lay on the temple, glanced at the solemn Huandi casually, and said lightly: "You girl, why are you here again."

"Ancestor, Beichen is in chaos now, and people all over the world are accusing my Xingchen Pavilion of doing nothing. Are we going to continue to let them mess around like this!"

As the master of Beichen, Huandi is angry at the moment, which is beyond words.

Seeing the angry red on Emperor Huan's face, Emperor Xuanwu sighed helplessly: "Alas, your talent may have the hope of catching up with your father in the future, but in terms of character, you are far behind him."

"I...!"

I didn't expect that Emperor Xuanwu would be so clear about the gap between her and Emperor Chen. When Emperor Huan heard it, even though he was unwilling, he didn't know how to argue.

"When your father was in charge of Xingchen Pavilion, he could handle anything and any situation alone, and there was no need to ask me for advice."

Hearing what Emperor Xuanwu said, Emperor Huan was not convinced: "It was because he made his own decisions that the seven sources of darkness besieged the God of Destruction, and he became one of the seven fallen abysses!"

"Alas, the past is too painful to look back on, so why bother to mention it again..."

"I didn't want to mention it, I just think that as the head of the Xingchen Pavilion, if it is a small matter, I can handle it myself, but if something big happens, I must discuss it with you!"

"Okay, okay." Emperor Xuanwu also knew that Emperor Huan respected him very much, but this respect would limit Emperor Huan's development, and she herself didn't know it.

Emperor Huan's pretty face was as cold as an iceberg, and his white eyes were slightly raised: "Now Wanchao Pavilion has become more and more presumptuous, even the three ancient sects, they dare to get involved, you have to understand that the three ancient sects are different from the academy and the evil demons. The three forces are the leaders of the rivers and lakes of my Beichen Empire!"

"So what?" Emperor Xuanwu asked with a smile.

"I... I just want to say that now that Wanchao Pavilion has made so much noise, they will definitely deal with us in the end!"

The Xuanwu Emperor casually shrunk his head into his tortoise shell, and his old voice came slowly: "In this case, you should remember the most important point, keep an eye on Luoxi, and ignore others."

Keep an eye on Luoxi...

The Huan Emperor still had a lot to say, but the Xuanwu Emperor had gradually fallen asleep.

As the snoring sounded in every corner of the Xuanwu Star Palace, the Huan Emperor's helpless little face sank, and he suddenly turned and left.