You are already cultivating immortality, who would fight with you alone?

Late at night, under the bright moonlight, a blazing fire burned in an exquisite bamboo house. The fire was so fierce that it illuminated the surrounding night sky.

Liu Yuntian stood quietly outside the bamboo house, his figure looking particularly grim in the light of the fire.

He silently watched the bamboo house gradually burn down in the sea of ​​fire, listening to the crackling sound of the bamboo house burning in the flames.

In a corner not far away, the door of the independent small bamboo house was slowly pushed open, and Huangfu Wuji walked out with a book in his hand. His other hand kept waving, trying to disperse the thick smoke in front of him.

"Ahem! Mr. Ye, what's wrong with you?" Huangfu Wuji asked in confusion while coughing.

The two stood side by side in front of the blazing fire. Liu Yuntian did not turn his head to look at Huangfu Wuji beside him, his eyes were still focused on the fire in front of him.

"It's nothing. I'm just worried that the lack of light for you to read at night might hurt your eyes, so I lit a big lantern for you." Liu Yuntian said calmly with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Uh..." Huangfu Wuji was suddenly speechless and didn't know how to respond.

"This... doesn't have to be like this. It's a pity that such a nice house is burned down like this." Huangfu Wuji sighed softly.

Liu Yuntian tilted his head slightly, looked at Huangfu Wuji with a sneer on his face. "You want it?"

Huangfu Wuji shook his head quickly, "A gentleman should not accept food given out of pity. This bamboo house has been bought by Master Ye, so it is up to Master Ye to decide how to deal with it."

The other party's answer was sincere and demonstrated his principles.

Seeing the house about to burn down, Liu Yuntian sighed and shook his head, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "I'm leaving, and I'll give you the small bamboo house you live in."

"Where are you going, Mr. Ye?"

However, Liu Yuntian did not answer Huangfu Wuji's question, but chuckled, a mysterious smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "I have a feeling that we will meet again."

After saying that, he patted Huangfu Wuji's shoulder gently, then took a step forward, and his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

All that was left was Huangfu Wuji's stunned expression and a faint scent lingering in the air.

……

Northern Frontier, Daliang Palace.

Ye Xinglan sat on the dragon throne in the main hall, with his hands on the armrests, his eyes closed, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something important.

"Your Majesty! The Elite Battalion and the Brave Battalion alone cannot defend the border. In my opinion, all the remaining soldiers of the Tianyuan Battalion should be sent to the border, and the threat of leaving the country will be resolved!"

A gray-haired old man knelt in the center of the hall, holding a jade tablet in his hand, and spoke excitedly. His face was full of wrinkles, and his eyes were flashing with anxiety and worry.

After saying this, the old man quickly stretched out his finger, dipped his tongue in saliva, and then quickly wiped off a line of small words on the tablet.

This line of small words was obviously prepared by him in advance to remind himself what he was going to say.

"Send them all, send all the national defense troops to the border to resist the Li bandits." Ye Xinglan sat on the dragon chair, closed his eyes, and said expressionlessly.

The old man on the side knelt down and kowtowed: "Your Majesty, no! Tianyuan Camp can go, Tianqi Camp and Tianke Camp can stay in the capital to protect Your Majesty."

"Bullshit!" Ye Xinglan suddenly stood up, eyes wide open, and cursed loudly, "That woman has already fought to the gate of my palace and no one can stop her. What's the point of me asking them to protect me? Send them all to the border to resist the bandits!!"

The old man was so frightened that he trembled all over and kowtowed repeatedly, not daring to say another word.

"What's the current battle situation?" Ye Xinglan calmed down a little, sat back on the dragon throne and asked.

"Your Majesty, today Chengyang County... was also breached. At this rate... I'm afraid they'll reach the capital within a month..." the old man replied fearfully.

Ye Xinglan took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth while suppressing his anger, "Without General Qi and Liu Yuntian, is there no general in my great Liang who can win the battle?!"

His voice was filled with anger and helplessness, and the entire hall fell into dead silence.

"Your Majesty, this is really because the morale of the National Defense Army is in turmoil, and all the soldiers have no intention of fighting the enemy..." The old man's voice became smaller and smaller until even Ye Xinglan could no longer hear it.

"Go tell the soldiers on the front lines that if they are defeated, I will send their families to the battlefield! Fight to the death and never retreat!"

"No, Your Majesty!" The old man hurriedly knelt down and crawled two steps, then came to the Dragon Platform and kowtowed continuously, "The soldiers are defending Daliang at the border. If we attack their families, they will rebel!"

"Do you think that if the Li Kingdom conquers Daliang, their families will have a good ending?" Ye Xinglan stood up slowly, glared at the old ministers below the stage, then turned and left the hall.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

The ministers dispersed, and many civil and military officials gathered outside the palace, wanting to say something. One of them quickly raised his index finger to his lips, "Shh!"

Then he pointed to Ye Xinglan's bedroom. The meaning was self-evident. Ye Xinglan, who had the cultivation level of a Nascent Soul, would definitely be able to hear what he was saying here.

After everyone left the palace and walked on the streets of the capital, no minister got on his own carriage. Instead, they gathered together to discuss something.

"Have you received the secret letter from Liguo?"

"Oh! Who here hasn't received this? They are all letters asking us to surrender. As long as we surrender sincerely, we will not lose our title of nobility when we arrive in Li Country!"

"Do you think Liu Yuntian is really dead?"

"Who knows? What does it matter whether he lives or dies? Daliang is about to be completely defeated by that person. Even if he comes back, can he turn the tide?"

"Who can say for sure? Ten years ago, who could have thought that an eight-and-a-half-year-old child could compose a hundred poems, enter the imperial court, pacify the aristocratic family in four years, and become an immortal dynasty in five years?"

"Yes, if we really surrendered, and Liu Yuntian happened to come back... do you remember how this guy treated traitors?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone couldn't help but shiver, and expressions of fear appeared on their faces, as if Liu Yuntian was right behind them.