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After receiving Chen Xing's communication, A Qiaomu rushed to Daxiting overnight and arrived before dawn the next morning, half a day ahead of the deadline requested by Chen Xing.

She was really afraid of Chen Xing, and she was scared to the bones.

The appointment was also advanced from afternoon tea to breakfast at 10:30 in the morning.

However, Bai Ye Fenghua used to wake up early and had already eaten breakfast. Only Chen Xing got up after ten o'clock. In the back garden, drinking black tea and eating rice cakes with the characteristics of the White Night Palace.

This is made from brewed rice troughs, with a small amount of goji berries, sprinkled with shredded coconut, and the taste is very delicious.

A Qiaomu stood behind Chen Xing, and Bai Ye Fenghua sat opposite. The atmosphere at the scene was very quiet, with only the sound of Chen Xing drinking tea and eating. The eyes of the two women swept across each other from time to time, and the hostility was very obvious.

About twenty minutes later, Chen Xing finished breakfast, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and put it on the table.

Bai Ye Fenghua got up from the wicker chair and looked at A Qiaomu, "Let's have a fight."

A Qiaomu looked at Chen Xing. She has completely lost herself, and without Chen Xing's nod, she would not even dare to speak.

Chen Xing said casually, "Since the eldest princess wants to fight, you should accompany her."

A Qiaomu turned his head to look at Bai Ye Fenghua, the two looked at each other for a few seconds, and at the same time walked towards the back garden.

There was no one around, no guards. It seemed that Bai Ye Fenghua had planned for a long time, and transferred everyone away before coming.

The two walked to the open space in the middle of the garden, about thirty or forty meters away from Chen Xing. This distance is very suitable for watching the game, can see clearly, and will not be affected.

Bai Ye Fenghua stood still and raised it with one hand.

The sky went dark suddenly, and a space-time crack appeared out of thin air, spanning half of the back garden.

In the next second, dozens of heavy objects fell from the cracks in the space. The whole body was pitch black and heavy. The bricks and stones cracked on the ground, and the soil rolled over.

Seeing fixedly, there are actually large sarcophagi.

"Boom..."

A heavy friction sounded, the stone slab was pushed aside by the mottled iron hands, and the decayed and gorgeous figures stood up.

The cloak riddled with holes, the shining armor, the sword body with flowing silver light. With a tragic color, as if after endless years of slumber, but never forgotten the oath of blood and glory, he returned to the battlefield again and performed his duty of loyalty.

There was a deep and profound sacred music in the void, and the majestic breath rose like a tide, slow and unstoppable.

That is the aura of heroic spirits, quiet and peaceful, quiet and introverted, but determined and fearless.

I only heard the white night Fenghua shouting, clear and loud, like a dragon in the sky, and the world of phoenix.

Immediately afterwards, a sacred sky shone down, tall and tall figures bathed in white light, and silver snakes emerged from the ground, circled up along the feet, rolled over the thighs, wrapped around the slender waist, and then the chest and neck. ,face……

The silver snake melts like a candle, covers the surface of the body, and then hardens into shape. A gorgeous golden pattern appears on the nail surface.

A silver sword is condensed in the hand. She raised her bare hand and pointed forward. The sword's edge reflected dazzling light, like thousands of jewel fragments, brilliantly dazzling.

"Knight, attack!"

"Yes, myprincess..."

The necromantic knights slowly turned around, drew out their big swords with both hands, and surrounded the woman in the middle.

A Qiaomu glanced left and right, suddenly he let out a deep cry, red light burst in his eyes, and the red light quickly spread all over his body with his eyes as the center.

"Uh!"

She clenched her fists, screamed like a beast in her throat, her muscles were tight and swollen, and her blue veins were prominent, like blocks of shiny iron bumps.

On his forehead, dark red blood vessels spread everywhere, the capillaries on both sides burst one after another, and a pair of black horns came out. Shaped like an evil ghost, extremely hideous.

Different from the large recurve angle of the female balm, the horns of A Qiaomu are relatively thick and short, and the whole body is dark.

If there is a scholar who specializes in mutated creatures here, he will immediately recognize the horns of the Abyssal Demon Cow.

"Papa, papa..."

The extremely swollen muscles supported A Qiaomu's inquisitor uniform to crack every inch, revealing his lumpy flesh.

Chen Xing originally thought that Xiang Caidie's muscles were already very strong among women, but he didn't expect it to be insignificant compared to A Qiaomu. The tendons of this body are completely comparable to male bodybuilders, and even worse.

But this should not be the norm for A Qiaomu. It can be said that he understands A Qiaomu's body more than she herself. For three weeks, almost every inch of the opponent's flesh and blood had been carefully ground by him.

This should be similar to Aaliyah's true body of the flame demon, Suna's human form, a "different form" under the influence of the fusion of life imprints. A Qiaomu can be called "the real body of the demon cow".

The two sides made every effort to urge the force, and the fierce collision of the two psychic energies produced a strong air current, which caused the grass and trees in the garden to sway, and the leaf petals flew around.

And all of this only happened in a flash.

The necromantic knights held swords in both hands, and their heavy iron boots stepped on the ground, killing them fiercely.

More than a dozen epees formed a circle and cut them all down. Seeing the sword is as strong as a mountain

With the peak pressure, the woman in the besieging center spun up like a spinning top, drew a knife and cut it out.

"Huh!"

A three-hundred-sixty-degree blade light flew past, and the besieging necromancer fell like petals, splashing blood, and his head in a strange place.

At this time, a stream of light deceived the body, brushing out three swords, piercing the throat, chest, and lower abdomen respectively.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Three crisp sounds, splashing three clusters of sparks.

"Huh!"

With the last sword, the scimitar was shaken by the silver sword, and his chest was open. With a twist of Bai Ye Fenghua's wrist, he pierced A Qiaomu's chest.

As soon as he was about to pass through his heart, the moment the sword edge touched the skin, a strong red light burst out, like a firework exploding in front of him, dazzling.

The Jianfeng couldn't make an inch, and his power was completely relieved. At this moment, A Qiaomu raised his arm and cut it with a scimitar. The blade was fierce and slashed fiercely on Bai Ye Fenghua's shoulder.

"clang!"

The bright silver shoulder armor also burst out with brilliant light, and the blade was instantly bounced away.

Neither side can break through the defense of the other side. One is a strengthened version of psychic armor-mana armor, and the other is a sanctuary armed with extremely strong defense.

After a brief fight, the two sides bounced back, and the necromantic knights with different heads stood up again. Although their heads were still on the ground, the headless body stood firm, protecting the object of the oath to protect.

The evolvers fight against each other. If one party cannot completely crush the other party and cannot break the defense with one blow, the battle will enter a protracted battle. Especially the two sides who are good at close combat, usually won't tell the winner in a short time. Only when one party runs out of energy and can no longer condense the armor, can the kill be carried out.

Obviously A Qiao Mu and Bai Ye Fenghua belong to this situation.

In the next few fights, they couldn't help each other.

Both are strong in the sanctuary, and each have their own advantages in combat skills. A Qiaomu has rich combat experience, simple machete movements, fast and efficient, and Baiye Fenghua uses ancestral sword skills with profound background and equal performance.

However, Chen Xing could see that A Qiaomu was even better in terms of pure fighting skills. After all, Baiye Fenghua grew up in the palace, although he does not worry about the guidance of a famous teacher, but the battle always depends on actual combat experience.

For so many years, A Qiaomu has basically been in the blood, and the desperate life and death he faced was not imaginable by Bai Ye Fenghua. At the critical moment, it will be revealed.

But on the other hand, Baiye Fenghua has the help of Yuling, which not only bridges the gap in combat skills, but also has a faint tendency to gain the upper hand.

After all, the real power of the magic warrior is not the frontal combat, but the unexpected assassination or forcible assault. If you fight against a sanctuary powerhouse of the same level, especially those with stronger defensive capabilities, there are usually only disadvantages and no advantages.

For those with poor physical fitness, such as "Pure Yuling Summoner" or "Ranged Archer", as long as you can get close, you can easily kill them.

For example, like Chen Xing, the magic warrior is his natural enemy, but Chen Xing is not an ordinary long-range archer, possesses danger perception and teleportation, it is very difficult for the magic warrior to get close to him.

Unless it was like last time, he was upset and drank a lot of alcohol, his reaction became dull, and his perception of danger was lost, so A Qiao could take advantage of it.

If placed in normal times, A Qiaomu would not have the opportunity to get close at all. No matter how strong she was, she couldn't touch the corners of his clothes, she could only sigh and end in hatred.

"Drink!" "Hey!"

"Look at the sword!" "Kill!"

The two of you came and went for half an hour. The garden was in a mess, the trees were cut into several sections, the vines were messy, the leaves were scattered all over, the flowers and plants were no longer beautiful and verdant, and they were crushed on the ground into mud.

It is estimated that it will take several weeks for the gardener to restore the garden.

The two men were panting, the psychic armor on their bodies flashed and dimmed, already reaching their limit.

"Wow!"

The two were about to summon their strength to make the final decision when the sky suddenly heard the sound of the sliding iron chain, and then a great axe fell from the sky and hit the two of them.

"Seeing you guys playing so hard, I can't help but want to move."

A leisurely male voice came, and the two turned their faces at the same time, and they saw nineteen Chen Xing standing in a row, holding six Vulcan cannons in their hands, and nineteen with playful expressions on their faces.

"Try the power of a real man, hahaha!"

Nineteen Chen Xing said in unison, laughing, the six-tube Vulcan cannon in his hand turned at a high speed, and the tongue of fire spurted wildly.

"Da da da da da da da da!" "Da da da da da da da da!" "Da da da da da da da da!" "Da da da da da da da!"

Gunshots resounded throughout the world. At the same time, numerous space cracks opened behind him. Goblin fighters, batriders, goblin cannons, spearmen, precision shooters, and self-explosive soldiers rushed out with full firepower.

The two women changed in color at the same time, but A Qiaomu didn't dare to hide, or even dared to defend, so he stood upright, letting the fire pour on him, and was beaten back steadily.

Bai Ye Fenghua wanted to hide, but couldn't hide it at all. The goblin fighters in the sky swooped down, and hundreds of machine guns fired at the same time. The bullets were like fluttering whips, blocking all the way out. The Batrider smashed the kerosene bottle frantically, and the ground burned into flames.

In addition to Chen Xing’s 19 Vulcan cannons, there are also goblin shooters’ shots.

The spear, the stones of the precision shooter, overwhelming the sky and the earth, the firepower of a large-scale war is all concentrated in a small garden, which can no longer be described by heavy rain, it is simply a sandstorm formed by bullets.

The necromantic knight who wanted to protect the host was beaten up and down, and Baiye Fenghua couldn't hide, and was unstoppable, and was beaten screaming again and again.

About a quarter of an hour later, the entire garden turned into a piece of scorched earth, with green smoke on the ground. If it weren't for a few unburnt tree stumps on the ground, there would be nowhere to tell that it was once a beautiful garden.

In the middle of the scorched earth, the only intactness is a table and two rattan chairs in the middle.

Chen Xing drank lipstick tea and sighed, "Exercise really is the source of life. After the activity, even drinking tea will be particularly fragrant."

I saw him holding a teacup, and nodded to the rags and dusty Princess Bai Ye opposite, "What do you think, Your Royal Highness..."

After Bai Ye Fenghua brushed her messy hair to her ears, she drank a sip of tea before slowly repliing, "It's okay."

"You have a personality!" Chen Xing pointed to her and announced, "I like you very much!"

"Thank you for the compliment of the commander." Bai Ye Fenghua nodded slightly to show his gratitude.

"Then, can you follow me back to Ice Blue City?" Chen Xing asked.

Bai Ye Fenghua put down his tea cup and sat upright. Just about to give a formal answer, Chen Xing tilted his neck and glanced at A Qiaomu, "Come here."

"Please," he ordered. Just now I saw the two women fighting, and they were a little angry.

A Qiaomu did not hesitate for half a second, turned to Chen Xing, knelt directly on the ground, and bent down...

"Well, very good..." Chen Xing sighed comfortably, turned his head to look at Bai Ye Fenghua, and made a please gesture, "What did you just say, continue."

Bai Ye Fenghua's face was reddened. Although she had a strong and masculine personality since she was a child, she was a woman after all, and it was too amazing on such occasions. There is no trace of etiquette and shame, ignoring ethics and morals, just like an uncivilized barbarian, refreshing her knowledge of the world.

She even had the illusion that this was not the back garden of the White Night Palace, but a primitive tribe with hairs and blood.

"You, how can you be here..."

Because of too much shock, Bai Ye Fenghua stuttered.

"What's the matter?" Chen Xing looked around strangely. "There is no outsider to see here. What are you afraid of?"

"Okay, okay..."

Bai Ye Fenghua turned his face slightly and turned away from sight, lest he see the picture of that spicy eye.

"What did you just say?" Chen Xing asked again.

"I agree to follow you." Bai Ye Fenghua said seriously, "but..." She paused and emphasized, "I have a request..."

"Say."

"The day that the queen came to the Longxian River, give her to me." Bai Ye Fenghua pointedly looked at Aqiao on the ground.

"Deal." Chen Xing replied without thinking. It is impossible to unify the Ambergris River, and this promise can be given whatever you want. But taking a step back, one day A Qiao Mu can unify the Ambergris River, and it will be fine if A Qiaomu is handed over to the other party to deal with it.

It's just a slave animal.

But then again, this slave animal is pretty cool to play...

Forget it, I'll talk about things later, don't think too far.

"Okay!" Bai Ye Fenghua stood up solemnly, "From now on I will be a soldier under the commander."

After speaking, she knelt down on one knee and paid the knight's allegiance.

"From today, until the end of my life, I will dedicate all my loyalty and bravery, and vowed to serve the queen and the commander for life."

"From now on, the place where the queen and the commander Jianfeng are headed is where I fought in blood!"

"Okay!" Chen Xing stretched out his hand and pressed Bai Ye Fenghua's shoulder, expressing his approval.

In fact, this allegiance ceremony is basically a formality. No noble is really serious about it. When it is time to betray, it will still betray, and it only depends on the number of chips.

"Within ten days, I will lead the Baiye First and Second Group Army from Daxiting to the Heque Border Theater."

"The river bird needs to communicate with the leader in order for us to enter the country."

"This is no problem." Chen Xing replied.

"Next, we still have some details to talk about..." Bai Ye Fenghua pointedly looked at the chief judge on the ground, who was serious and completely selfless, and said, "It may involve some data. Calculations require an adult’s judgment."

Her subtext is that this matter needs to be focused, not two-minded.

"So..."

Chen Xing pushed Aqiao away, and the latter stood up in a daze.

And just when Bai Ye Fenghua thought that he could discuss the matter next, Chen Xing suddenly separated two clones, pushing A Qiao Mu to the wall one left and the other right.

"Okay, now you can concentrate on talking about things."

Bai Ye Fenghua rubbed her brows in pain, took out the paper and pen, and listed the details one by one...

She didn't expect the commander to hear how much, but at least when she lowered her head to write, she could avoid being disturbed by the messy voices.