Villain: Who said I came here to break off the engagement?

"marriage?"

There was an exclamation from behind, and when he looked back, it was Gu Xichao.

She covered her red lips with her hands, looking surprised, but her eyes were full of surprise, and her face was a little red.

Li Guanhai's expression didn't change, but he secretly blamed himself for being so absorbed in thinking about the problem that he didn't even know someone was approaching behind him.

He smiled: "Too many messy things have happened in the upper world in recent years, and there is no good news at all. Although the world is in turmoil now, I really don't want to delay it any longer. It's time to give you a title."

Gu Xichao lowered his head and said nothing, and after a while he said softly: "But if this happens, there will definitely be some scoundrels who will seize on this matter and make a big fuss, saying that now that the world is in such chaos, you still have ideas. When you get married, you only think about your children’s love every day. As the young master of Yunwei Division, shouldn’t you put saving the world first?”

Li Guanhai sneered: "Those who are famous all over the world are often ruined all over the world. If I have to be restrained by these gossips even after I get married, what kind of Qilin son will I be?"

Gu Xichao said worriedly: "But once bad news about you comes out in the upper world, many believers will definitely be lost, and the power of wish and luck blessed by you will also be weakened."

Li Guanhai stood up and said, "It doesn't matter. I have already broken through to the Mysterious Immortal Realm. I am still far away from the Hedao Realm. I don't have much need for willing power, and these things can be restored in a subtle way."

"you mean?"

Gu Xichao vaguely guessed what he wanted to do, but she was still not sure.

Li Guanhai looked at her sideways and said in a calm tone: "Yun Weisi has eyes all over the world. When the time comes, we will just issue an order to get rid of those gossips."

"Isn't it too obvious?"

"Don't worry, they all died due to vendetta or accidents, and there won't be any clues left."

"Then when are you planning to get married?" Gu Xichao's face was filled with anticipation and her daughter's shyness.

Li Guanhai said: "Of course you have to choose an auspicious day, such as a continuation of nine stars or something. The choice of the wedding day cannot be hasty."

While the two were talking, a beam of golden light shone in the distance.

Looking sideways, the sun slowly rises from the end of the horizon.

Arrived at the East China Sea.

The situation here is worse than imagined. Along the way, Li Guanhai saw many empty cities that were once prosperous but now empty.

When the monks and people in the city heard that the war on the front line was not going well, they all packed up their things and moved their families to the central continent. Naturally, this place became a dead city.

The scenery seen on this road is all desolate and dilapidated. Road Gods can often see corpses of unknown causes. Most of them died of starvation, or they encountered bandits who blocked the road and committed murder.

Everyone is lucky in the corpse wilderness. Some corpses are even eaten by wild beasts in the mountains and forests, while others are dragged into the cold and damp alleys by stray dogs in the streets and devoured. The dense white bones fall here and there, one by one, which is shocking.

This is escape, and it is inevitable that some people will die on the way.

Li Guanhai looked at the villages and cities that were rapidly regressing one after another, and said with emotion: "In just a few years, the once prosperous East China Sea has become so depressed."

Li Ningshuang on the side said: "The erosion of the East China Sea has spread the most seriously. The master should have noticed that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here has become much thinner than a few years ago."

Li Guanhai nodded: "Thanks to the three of you for working hard these years."

A quarter of an hour later, a large area of ​​​​military tents appeared in front of them. This is where the human army is currently stationed on the front line of the East China Sea. It has retreated far, far away.

It was early in the morning, and the military camp was relatively quiet. There were not many monks walking around. Most of them were practicing or resting in their respective military tents.

The sound of the flying divine boat landing did not alarm them because they had long been accustomed to it, but it attracted the attention of the monks who were walking around.

"The silver dragon flag with a black background is the ship of Yunwei Si. Could it be that Young Master Guanhai has arrived?"

"Eighty percent no. It's not the first time that Yunweisi's ship has arrived. It's rumored that Young Master Guanhai is in seclusion. I don't know when he will be able to come out of seclusion. How can he get here?"

"Oh, it would be great if Young Master Guanhai came."

The Flying Shenzhou hovered over the military camp. Li Guanhai asked the others to wait on the ship while he turned into a divine rainbow and swept towards the Chinese army's tent.

The guard on duty stopped him. Just as he was about to go in to report, Xia Houzhuo's voice came from the tent: "Let him in."

The military tent was dark, and then a small cluster of fire lit up. The red wax on the table was ignited.

The main tent of the Chinese Army is not only the place where major military affairs are discussed, but also the place where Xia Houzhuo handles military affairs and rests. He usually stays here and will not go anywhere else.

In the dim light of the fire, Li Guanhai saw that Xia Houzhuo was wearing a white singlet underneath and a robe on the outside. His hair was not as meticulously taken care of as before, but was slightly messy. He was clearly resting just now and was aware of his own breath. wake up.

It stands to reason that with Xia Houzhuo's unpredictable cultivation level, even if he is mentally exhausted, he can recover with a little breath control. There is no need to rest at all.

But there are no absolutes. Some monks with high cultivation level just like to use sleep to replenish their energy and restore their physical strength.

Then there is the second reason. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth here is thin, and even normal breathing is much more difficult than a few years ago. Perhaps it will be easier to change the breath adjustment to sleep.

Xia Houzhuo lit another oil lamp, and then the military tent lit up.

Li Guanhai was a little curious and confused, and asked: "Why don't seniors use glowstone?"

Fluorite is a special crystal produced from underground veins. It emits different lights at night, some blue, some yellow, and some even green.

Because this kind of fluorite is in large quantities, it is not expensive, but the price of fluorite of different colors will also vary.

For example, the yellow fluorite is the most gentle and non-glaring, close to candlelight and sunlight, so the price will be slightly higher.

The green light is different. This light is very dazzling and looks scary at night. It is not very popular, so the price is low.

Xiahou Zhuo is the old ancestor of the Xiahou Xian Dynasty. Of course, he can afford it. The reason why he likes to light candles is probably a hobby.

Sure enough, Xiahou Zhuo smiled as he sat down on the cushion and replied, "I'm not used to it. It's too dazzling."

He looked up and down at the young man he hadn't seen for several years, and said in surprise, "Have you broken through the Xuanxian realm?"

Li Guanhai didn't deliberately hide his breath, nodded and smiled, "Yes, I broke through more than half a month ago."

Xiahou Zhuo shook his head and sighed, "You are the first to do it since the beginning of the world."

Hearing this, Li Guanhai couldn't help but think of the petite figure in red clothes. Li Yanying was also a stunning beauty. Back then, she took advantage of the war in Jiuzhou to break the void and left. Just by leaving a shadow, she could become a darling girl with countless legends recorded in ancient books.