Come on, come on, come on!
Ye Cang's forehead is permeated with sweat, and he runs towards the direction of Shayin Village as hard as he can. He raises his eyes from time to time, and looks at the ice mirror that is still extending in the air with slight panic.
No, let that guy kill again.
It must be reconciled immediately.
Bright night straight tree, don't continue!
Otherwise, they will die clean.
However, Huiye Naoshu is destined not to hear her inner voice.
When the ice mirror turned, it suddenly turned in one direction.
The light refracted by the ice mirror shines into Ye Cang's eyes, making her close her eyes and feel powerless.
She knew that another group of Shayin was going to be destroyed.
"Lord Ye Cang."
Behind her are the Shayin Ninjas who she gathered by means of communication fireworks.
At the moment, they looked at the ice mirror, full of panic, more frightened, someone trembling to speak.
"Do we still want to fight against monsters like that?"
"Not anymore."
Ye Cang exhales and smiles.
"I will go back to the village immediately and ask Lord Sidaimu to make peace with the Fog Hidden Village!"
"Four generations."
Shayin ninjas should be slightly excited about Ye Cang's words of peace.
And then he muttered in disbelief.
When Ye Cang's eyes turn around, he lowers his head.
These guys are really, alas.
Ye Cang sighed and felt a bit sad.
The disappearance of the strongest wind shadow for three generations ended the omen of prosperity in Shayin Village.
Then, the war of tolerance broke out, with no leader. Most of the military forces were consumed and slaughtered before they could achieve results.
When it was not easy to stabilize the situation, signed a peace agreement with Muye, and selected four generations of people, Luo Sha still had no record, which made the village unstable.
It was not easy to settle the dispute and launch an attack. I thought I could still take advantage of it. After I achieved some results, I withdrew my troops and made a truce.
Unexpectedly, the creation of such monsters as Huiye Zhishu not only made this war impossible, but also made a large number of ninjas in the village face the chance of life and death.
Ye Cang felt even more heavy when he thought of this.
For four generations, the first war ended like this. I'm afraid the status of the village will be unstable again.
Even if we have to pay a high price to reconciliate, we still need to make great efforts to calm down the opposition voices in the village.
Turbulence and dispute will appear again in the village.
Ye Cang silently rubbed the forehead protector on his head, and a trace of firmness appeared in his eyes.
We must help Sidaimu to calm down the chaos in the village.
When tolerance world is peaceful, everything will be fine.
"I finally came back!"
Hearing the jubilation behind him, Ye Cang gathered his thoughts and smiled. He looked up at the towering rock wall of Shayin Village and sighed with relief.
Although it was intercepted by the monster Huiye Zhishu, it lost a lot.
But fortunately, the response was timely. Somehow, so many people were saved and the last trace of vitality was maintained.
Stepping into the oasis near Shayin Village, Ye Cang no longer accommodates most of the ninjas who follow her, but runs to the Wind Shadow Building quickly.
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"The above is the reason why I think we must reconcile with Fog Hidden as soon as possible."
Ye Cang said that and waited beside him nervously, waiting for the response of Feng Ying quietly with his heart beating.
After a long time, there came a sigh, which made Ye Cang's heart more worried.
"Ye Cang, you know.
Just after the war began, they sought reconciliation. Not only did Muye not agree, but also the opposition in the village would be quite serious. "
Luo Shaduan, the fourth generation eye shadow, sat on the high position, his face was a little gloomy, his eyes were also full of blood, and there was no calmness in the high position.
"But, Lord Feng Ying."
"The bright night straight tree hidden in the fog is too powerful. I'm afraid we have no way to fight against it."
Ye Cang raises his head and earnestly exhorts.
When I see the wind and shadow, I feel bitter, as if I still don't want peace.
Ye Cang is about to speak again. Luo Sha raises her hand and shows a stiff smile, making Ye Cang swallow the words.
"In that case, I believe you will make a formal peace tomorrow."
"However, I would also like to trouble you to formally meet the Fog Hidden Commander and submit the scroll."
Ye Cang was delighted and immediately spoke again.
"Sir Feng Ying, we should discuss peace sooner rather than later.
It's still early today. Why not go today? "
Luo Sha sighed and vomited his pain.
"I have to spend some time persuading others."
Ye Cang suddenly nods, with a trace of understanding and sympathy in his eyes.
Four generations, too much pressure.
"Also, Ye Cang, please don't disclose any information before this action."
"In case of any obstruction by gangsters."
Ye Cang accepts the order with awe. Seeing that Feng Ying has no words, he immediately steps down.
Shortly after Ye Cang retreated, Feng Ying Luo Sha immediately took out the scroll that had been prepared and whispered to the darkness outside.
"Assemble the team and send this scroll to the Fog Hidden Camp as soon as possible.
If the bright night straight tree blocks you, you can give this scroll to him. "
This is just an order. Back down.
At this time, the window in the office was pushed half open by the wind, and the slightest coolness seeped into the room, making Luo Sha, who was anxious, slightly relax.
Leaf barn.
Don't blame me.
Who makes you the only competitor for the Fengying position?
Without killing you, the village cannot be really stable.
What's more, if this war ends like this.
I was asked to bear the responsibility for the failure of the war. And you burn Dun Ye Cang to become a hero who leads Sha Yin to return.
If you let it go, the position of Fengying is yours.
Only if you die in the battle against Fog Hidden, can you give me enough reasons to reconcile and suppress more people's redundant thoughts.
It seems that he has convinced himself that Luo Sha's eyes become firm.
The village can no longer withstand the turbulence.
So, for the sake of the village, please die as soon as possible!
Wind Shadow Luo Sha raises his head and looks ferocious.
At the same time, the team stepped out of the gate of Shayin Village with the dark part of the scroll that Feng Ying Luo Sha specifically asked to give to the village.
The setting sun was about to set. While Huiye Zhishu intercepted the team, he also found the scroll.
Peach Land doesn't cut down any more, gropes for the body and takes out the scroll.
When I saw it, my eyes twinkled and blue veins burst out immediately.
"Feng Ying, what a complete bastard!
How can an asshole who can do such things become a shadow! "
The dry persimmon ghost shark's eyes were slanted and curious.
But before Huiye Naoshu gave orders, he just shook his body and didn't take the initiative to look.
"All right."
Huiye Naoshu gets up, takes over the scroll on his hand and whispers to the two men who have not yet taken action.
"Go back by yourself."
"Shayin Village will be solved tomorrow."
With that said, Huiye Zhishu called out an ice mirror and did not give them time to speak again, so they flew away.
Can it be solved tomorrow?
The dried persimmon ghost shark's eyes showed a little surprise and looked up. Looking at the pale blue figure in the ice mirror, his eyes could not help but be fascinated, as if the blue and white water shadow robe had been flying on the man.
In three days, Shayin, one of the five tolerance villages, can be solved, Commander.
You are really good at creating miracles.
I wonder if you, the best ninja in the Fog Hidden Village, will make a slight change in this village that only knows falsehood and betrayal?
"Ya, you strange guy!"
The dried persimmon ghost shark turned his head and looked at the impatient peach ground.
"It's time to go. Hide well in my peach land and don't kill adults. If not, no one will save you when you die!"
The dried persimmon ghost shark paused, then nodded thoughtfully, looking at the peach ground and not cutting his neck.
Is this, mate?
While ghost shark was whispering to himself, the bright night straight tree opened the scroll of wind shadow in the sky.
Feng Ying, how can we go to kill Ye Cang by ourselves.
Only Sha Yin could help herself into despair.