Chapter 1094 The Direction of the Netherworld Ship!

Ye Chen really didn't expect it.

Yun Yi actually saw the ghost ship, and the people on the ghost ship were surprisingly Su Yuhan and her parents.

As if aware of the change in his mood, Yun Yi's expression changed slightly, and then he said in shock: "Mr. Ye, is your wife on the boat?"

Meeting her gaze, Ye Chen admitted openly: "Yes, my wife disappeared because of the ghost ship."

"Dad, can we see mommy?" The little guy finally understood what the two of them said, and looked at Ye Chen expectantly with his head held high.

Ye Chen smiled softly: "Almost!"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Yi's face turned pale, and she suddenly felt an unreasonable pain in her heart.

It's like something is missing.

She took a deep breath, forced a smile and said: "But Mr. Ye, you must be careful. The people who fought on the ghost ship at that time were very strong. I suspect that they were the legendary martial saints..."

Martial Saint...

This word is a legend in the Northern Territory and even in the ancient world, and the power it represents is beyond human imagination.

The so-called Martial Saint is a person who is the most holy person in martial arts. Civilization and martial arts are prosperous in the ancient world, and only the Civilized Saint can compete with the Martial Saint.

Literary saints are scholars who become saints. Literati do not cultivate their true energy or body. They cultivate their literary fortune with the help of articles, so as to sense the principles of heaven and earth.

A literary master's physical fitness is not much better than that of ordinary people. He can still catch colds and coughs, but a golden word from the other party can change the celestial phenomena, and a piece of calligraphy can trigger thunder to come to the world.

Whether it was a Martial Saint or a Literary Saint, Yun Yi had never seen one before in her life, even though she was the Queen Mother of the Dazong Dynasty, one of the two overlords in the North.

After hearing her words, Ye Chen looked calm.

Although the cultivation systems of the Ancient World and Earth are similar, they are different in that they are more ancient and rigorous.

Judging from the people he killed today, the realm of the supreme giant on earth is equivalent to the martial arts sect in the ancient world.

And King Wu is the quasi-sage of the earth!

Then the martial saint must be equivalent to the saint of the earth!

There were not just one or two saints who died in Ye Chen's hands, so Ye Chen just smiled and said nothing to Yun Yi's kindness.

Even though the system in the ancient world is relatively large and the quality of warriors is better than that on Earth, Ye Chen is not afraid either.

After all, apart from him, Ying, Ancestor Huangquan, and Ye Wushuang are all martial saint-level beings.

He shook his head secretly, and then asked: "Where did this ghost ship appear from, and where did it disappear from?"

"I don't know this either."

Yun Yi's eyes darkened: "I only know that I once saw it on the vast sea, and then fell into the water and fell into a coma. Since then, it has disappeared in the north..."

She wanted to find the ghost ship more than Ye Chen.

Because she remembered that before she fell into coma, she was chased by strong men on the ghost ship. In order to save him, her father stayed behind and disappeared with the ghost ship.

No one can be seen in life, no corpse in death.

Ye Chen couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

The ghost ship's whereabouts are uncertain, but no matter what, it will eventually appear where there is water.

But there is no trace of it in the north, which means that the ghost ship passed through the vast sea, and the north is not the ghost ship's final destination.

Thinking of this, he said: "Did you just say that Hanhai is a tributary of Tianfeng Sea Area?"

"good."

Yun Yi nodded slightly, and then seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said: "But the Tianfeng Sea Area is special. It borders our Northern Territory, Southern Territory, Eastern Wasteland, Western Desert, and Zhongzhou at the same time..."

Ye Chen couldn't help but frowned.

He originally planned to go to Tianfeng Sea Area to check for traces of ghost ships, but now he became more and more confused after hearing Yun Yi's words.

The Tianfeng Sea Territory and the other four realms are at the same time. Doesn't that mean that he has to search them one by one?

But at this moment, he had a thought in his mind and raised his eyes to look outside the hall.

Someone was coming towards the barrier he had set up, but they were just a few civil servants and a few military generals.

With a wave of his sleeves, he removed the barrier. After a while, several people walked in quickly.

After seeing Ye Chen and Yun Yi dressed neatly, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Queen Mother, Mr. Ye..."

Yun Yi and Ye Chen, the leading generals, said respectfully: "Countless rebels have fled. Do we give the order to pursue them?"

When he said this, everyone, including him, had excitement on their brows.

They won this battle, defeating hundreds of thousands of troops with less than 30,000 defenders!

And all of this is thanks to one person!

Thinking of this, everyone looked at Ye Chen with infinite admiration in their eyes!

At this moment, Ye Chen is no different from a god in their hearts, and is even considered by many to be the patron saint of the sect.

Facing his request, Yun Yi shook his head and said: "General Mo, don't chase the poor aggressors. You should gather your troops now, count the casualties, repair the city walls, and prevent them from coming back..."

Their strength was only 30,000. Even if the rebels fled, they could not pursue them. After all, any small wave of rebels who fought back would cause huge casualties.

"Here..."

General Mo bowed heavily, and then stopped talking: "Queen Mother, although the king is dead, there are still seven kings. Moreover, the national army is still fighting against the enemy on the border..."

Yun Yi sighed softly: "The Ai family knows!"

…

Above Longjing City, Yun Yi and Ye Chen stood side by side. The two silently looked at the mess after the war, as well as the countless people holding the corpses and crying bitterly.

Yun Yi turned around and asked about the whereabouts of the little emperor, but was told that the little emperor had returned to the palace and had withdrawn a thousand soldiers to protect himself.

"The eldest clan is sorry for you, I am sorry for you, and your majesty is even more sorry for you..."

She bowed deeply to everyone, and a line of tears slowly fell from her cheeks.

On the street, a young man knelt in front of the old man, his face full of gratitude for surviving the disaster.

The young man was Ding Peng, who took the initiative to climb the tower and guard the front line as an archer.

"Xiao Peng has grown up and can protect us. He really fought for us!"

"Yes, I just saw Xiao Peng shoot and kill many rebels..."

"..."

There were many people surrounding him, praising him in various ways, and countless people.

Ding Peng immediately looked embarrassed.

At this time, a middle-aged woman dressed festively stepped forward, with her hands on her waist and a bucket.

"Xiaopeng, I'm the matchmaker in the east of the city. Just now, Mr. Feng from the east of the city told me that he agrees to your marriage with Minmin, and is willing to give you a hundred acres of good land and two cows as a dowry..."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd burst into an uproar, and many people looked at Ding Peng with envy.

"Xiaopeng is lucky, Mr. Feng from the east of the city is very rich, especially his daughter, who is not ordinary beautiful."

"Xiaopeng is a man who defends his country. If I had a daughter, I would also be willing to marry him..."

"Chen Quezi, come on, you are fifty years old and still an old bachelor. Even if you have a daughter, she must be ugly and Xiaopeng doesn't like her at all..."