Villain: Writing a diary becomes stronger, but the hostess design collapses

Chapter 437 There is a layer of mist on him

"Hooho-"

"Hooho-"

"Please Gu Jian stop! Please Gu Jian stop!!"

At the foot of the mountain, [-] frontier troops stood ready, shouting loudly!

Their armors shone brightly in the snow, and the blood-red tassels on their heads looked like fire and stars in the white snow.

If they were ordinary people, they would be frightened out of their wits by these ten thousand elites, and would become timid before fighting.

But Xiao Yan is different. There are two thousand forbidden troops in Daqian capital, [-] Northern Dynasty border troops at the foot of Langshan Mountain, and [-] Daqian border troops on Baiyun Mountain. There are many and few. Which one has he not seen?

Now there are only [-] border troops who are condescending, so what does he have to fear?

The red and indigo flames slowly rose from behind him, and the Jiuli that surrounded the sky filled with fire kept humming.

"I also have a sword, so please retreat!"

Suddenly, roars and screams filled the sky, resounding throughout the entire mountain range.

.....................

The top of Qishan.

Princess Changle, dressed in red, sat high in the tent.

Standing in front of him was a plainly dressed middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man is unremarkable, his back is not even straight, and he looks a little bumpy.

Looking around, there is not even a single thing about him that people can remember and take notice of.

But he is just such an ordinary middle-aged man.

At this moment, she was standing alone in Princess Changle's tent.

And at this time, the shouts of killing at the foot of the mountain also reached the camp.

"Uncle Qi."

Princess Changle, who was half-kneeling her eyes, suddenly opened her eyes when she heard the sound.

When the middle-aged man saw Princess Changle calling him, his ordinary or even turbid pupils instantly emitted a ray of light.

Then, with the wave of the middle-aged man's hand, a water mirror appeared in the tent.

And above the water mirror, it was Xiao Yan who was fighting at the foot of the mountain.

"Uncle Qi, this is Gu Jian."

"How many levels of ambush do you think he can survive?"

In fact, what Princess Changle said about bringing all the Daqian royal family to the top of Qishan Mountain in the northwest, waiting for Xiao Yan's revenge, was all false.

She was the only one of the royal family who came.

Moreover, it was false to wait for him to take revenge, but it was true to take the opportunity to completely destroy Gu Jian.

Want to go up the mountain?There are no doors!

Ten thousand border troops at the foot of the mountain.

Halfway up the mountain, there are three thousand monks at the fifth level of the earth realm and three hundred monks at the early stage of the heaven realm.

And two heavenly realm sixth-grade monks on the top of the mountain.

Even the eighth-grade monk Qi Shu in the camp was mediocre.

There are layers of ambush, even if Uncle Qi comes by himself, he will still lose a layer of skin if he doesn't die.

What's more, it's just Gu Jian, a person who has just entered the fourth level of Heaven Realm?

In Princess Changle's view, Gu Jian could at best break through the blockade halfway up the mountain and reach the top of the mountain.

But that's it.

For a hero whose health has been wiped out by half, facing two guys who are two levels higher than him and in peak condition, what else can he do but die?

However, the middle-aged man's words made Princess Changle freeze in place.

"I thought he could get in front of me."

Princess Changle was speechless, but when she looked at Uncle Qi, she found that Uncle Qi's face was extremely determined.

Even saying that there is a trace of excitement that is hard to hide?

"Why?!"

Princess Changle was dissatisfied. This was hers. How could she say that Gu Jian could get in front of her?

But the middle-aged man chuckled, "No reason."

"It only took him more than ten years to cultivate from the mortal realm to the heavenly realm."

As he said that, the weird excitement on the middle-aged man's face became more obvious.

But suddenly, he lowered his head again, hiding the light in his eyes, with a serious face, "And I feel like there is still a layer of mist surrounding him."

"The mist concealed his edge and suppressed his strength."

"But the fog doesn't seem to be insurmountable."

"And if it can blow away all the fog on its body before reaching the top of the mountain, then it will really have the ability to come to your and my camp."

When the middle-aged man said this, the seriousness on his face was instantly wiped away, and he returned to his usual ordinary self.

"But don't worry, princess, even if he can break through the mist and reach you and me."

"Then he can't be my opponent."

"Now, in front of me, he can be wiped out with a snap of his fingers."

But even though the middle-aged man explained it so clearly, Princess Changle still frowned.

"How can we prevent the fog from dispersing on him?"

The middle-aged man pondered, "Tear off all the ambushes at the foot of the mountain."

Princess Changle: "......"

"This is impossible."

And while the two were talking, Xiao Yan's figure had already arrived halfway up the mountain.

This time, he did not choose to burn the [-]-strong army with heavenly fire on the spot.

But let it scatter.

Without him, there is no need and it is not worth his waste of spiritual energy.

So this time, Xiao Yan could be said to have arrived on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

However, before he could get closer, noisy and disgusting curses were heard in Xiao Yan's ears.

"Gu Jian, you are so brave!! I didn't expect you would really dare to come!!"

"Gu Jian, Gu Jian's family is full of heroes, why is there a traitor like you?"

"Gu Jian, you must die a happy death!!"

"enough--"

Xiao Yan's indifferent pupils flashed with strange red light.

This bunch of bastards, instead of staying at home and practicing their swordsmanship, they wanted to stand on the mountainside to disgust him.

Is this the secret guard of Da Gan?

I'm really lucky I didn't come looking for him in the first place.

Otherwise, this shabby Daqian royal family should have been slaughtered by him long ago.

"Why, don't you dare to tell us if you dare to do it?"

A handsome man in light blue brocade suddenly stood out from the center of the crowd of 3000 people.

Then what I do is use my spiritual power to spread my voice loudly.

It seemed that standing up and humiliating Gu Jian in public was giving himself a huge chance to become famous.

But the next second, before the handsome man could enjoy the admiration of the people behind him, a brilliant red light flashed in front of his eyes.

Then his neck felt hot, and his blood instantly splashed all over his face and chest.

"you...."

Immediately afterwards, he completely lost consciousness in panic.

"Noisy."

Xiao Yan raised his sword and frowned as he looked at his corpse.

And then, he set his sights on these three thousand earth realm monks.

Is the terrain very strong?

It is really strong.

But in front of Xiao Yan, a fourth-level person in the heaven realm, these earth realm experts are nothing more than a few extra thorns on the fish when they eat fish.

Although it is a little troublesome, the fish is still fish after all, and it is the guy on the chopping board.

"Everyone, get on me—"

"kill him--"

"kill him--"

But at this moment, seeing that the handsome man was killed, the remaining two thousand realms began to boil in an instant, using magic and spiritual power indiscriminately, shouting kills constantly!