Chapter 371: Eight towns

A lot of Qinglongmen disciples quickly went out to explore the situation. Soon, the information was piled up in front of Mrs. Qinglong.
The situation is even more serious than expected. In just a few hours, a large number of soldiers and civilians were killed outside Qinglong City. All of them were in the nameless plague. They died of heart and lung failure in a short time. In the case of the plague demon who came out of trouble, the ordinary person who would not cultivate was dead, and a real person could not hold it. It was easy to get a terrible plague when it was a little closer.
After dawn, Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu sat behind the desk and personally read the information and presided over the overall situation to deal with this challenge.
According to the return of the spy, at least 50,000 people were killed in Qinglong County overnight. Some small towns became ghost towns overnight, and people did not breathe during sleep.
The raging demon king has brought heavy pressure and challenges to the newly-fed Qinglong lady Murong Feihu. However, at this time, Mrs. Qinglong showed a mature and superb wrist, and with this crisis, the claws and wings of the Dragon Dragon Flying Dragon were quietly removed. Many of the oldest guys were sent out to inquire about the news or to chase the plague demon, and then disappeared from the human world. Some died in the hands of the plague demon, and some fell into the ambush of the green snake real people and the living dead.
Ye Chuan sat in a corner of the study room, slowly tea, and looked at the means of the Qinglong Lady Murong flying fox. The latter turned his hand to cover the rain for the cloud, and as a weak woman, he did not move his voice to dispel the dissident and then mastered the power of the power step by step, so that he was secretly surprised. Zhu Sijia is also good at organizing and controlling the whole situation, and doing things is crisp and neat, but compared with Mrs. Qinglong, it is obviously more green, far less sleek and persevering.
If you change to any woman, you will be humiliated for ten years by the dragon dragon of Qinglongmen. I am afraid it will become smooth and bearable. Not sleek, not tolerant, can't live today, can't wait for today's splendid!
From the side of the side of the busy Qinglong Lady for a while, Ye Chuan relieved.
Inspired by Ye Chuan's gaze, Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu looked over and put down the papers in her hand and walked over. She personally gave Ye Chuan a cup of tea and said softly: "Ye Gongzi, I have worked hard."
"It's not hard, I have been drinking tea, I haven't done anything, I don't have any bitterness. It's Mrs. you, don't be too tired." Ye Chuan looked at Mrs. Qinglong, staying up all night, the latter obviously much more, see The gentle and weak, the poor and the poor, no one can think of it, such a weak woman has the ability to turn over the hand to cover the rain.
"Nothing to do?"
Qinglong lady Murong Feihu looked at Ye Chuan and looked red. She obviously wanted to misinterpret the meaning of Ye Chuan. He whispered: "Ye Gongzi, I am sorry, I promised to entertain you after I came back last night. The result..."
"No hurry, no hurry, there is time for the Japanese party. Oh, ma'am, I am talking about..." Ye Chuan suddenly found that the more he said, the more he couldn't say it.
Mrs. Qinglong smiled and said in a tone: "Ye Gongzi, slaves have good news here, and there is a bad news. Which one do you want to listen to first?"
"Good news, I like to listen to good, bad news is best." Ye Chuan answered.
"With the help of Han Lao and others, Long Fei's minions have been eradicated almost. Qinglongmen has basically fallen into my hands and the situation is stable. The progress is smoother than expected. In addition, with the death plague outside the city, I On the corpse of Li Guanghan made a small hand and foot. In addition to the green snake real and cold old, no one knows the whereabouts of the son, even if there is a fire eye, it is difficult to calculate the head of the son."
Qinglong lady Murong Feihu was thoughtful and arranged many things overnight. After a while, she said: "Qinglongmen returned to the Murong family. Then, they can develop with peace of mind, and they help each other with the son of the cloud. What are the needs of the son after the public, despite the fact that there is no such thing as Qinglongmen, but there are many caravans in Qinglong County, and it is possible to provide some daily necessities to the son, and cooperate in resources, trade and intelligence."
Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu has a clear vision. In this power struggle, she has demonstrated extraordinary means to quickly eliminate dissidents. But for Ye Chuan, it is true. Love House and Wu are willing to cooperate with Yunwu Zong in all aspects. Originally, with the influence of Qinglongmen, it was disdainful to cooperate with the third-rate Zongmen, which has already declined, such as Yunwuzong.
"Well, thank you madam, in the future, I will find my sister, Zhu Sijia. There are many specialties in the Yunwu Mountain Range. Yunwu Zong has always been good at refining all kinds of medicinal herbs. I believe that there is also a lot of help for Qinglongmen. "Ye Chuan nodded, of course, will not refuse to cooperate with Qinglongmen, said: "Mrs, what about the bad news? Is it related to the plague demon?"
"Yes, it’s related to the plague demon. The situation is very bad. It is far worse than we expected. Look at this."
Qinglong Lady Murong Feihu turned and took a map and unfolded in front of Ye Chuan. "Ye Gongzi, you see, here is Qinglong City. Here are the eight most famous towns such as Qingshan Town, Qingmu Town and Qingshui Town. Adding up to millions. Overnight, the plague devil has caused so many casualties, once he has flown to the eight major towns, the death plague is passed to these densely populated areas, then it is troublesome. The door is different, Qinglongmen crosses the secular world and cultivates the world. The secular population is the root of the Zongmen. Let the plague demon raging like this, the Qinglongmen must be hurt and bones. According to the return of the spy, unfortunately, the plague demon is moving towards the eight The town plundered. After killing these eight major towns, continue to the south, the son of your cloud mountain."
Mrs. Qinglong picked up a pen and drew a big arrow on the map. From Qinglong City, she crossed the Bada Town and pointed to the cloud mountain where the cloud sect was.
Ye Chuan looked carefully and his face tightened.
Now, the plague demon is not only the number one enemy of Qinglongmen, but also faintly threatens the cloud sects thousands of miles away. For ordinary people, eight thousand miles is far away, but it is a night away for the plague demon! Now, the three masters of Yanmo, Yinshan Laoyao and Nantiandu have been called to Qinglongcheng by themselves. Once the plague demon kills the Yunwuzong, the left-behind Zhu Sijia is absolutely unstoppable. Even if the three masters are in the Zongmen, I am afraid they can't stop it!
"Madam, what do you do?" asked Ye Chuan.

Eight towns such as Qingshan Town, Qingmu Town and Qingshui Town have been the foundation of Qinglongmen since ancient times. According to legend, the founder of Qinglongmen left an ancient ban on the Eight Dragons. This prohibition is powerful and can definitely put the plague The devil has been killed, or re-sealed. However, the cost of opening the ban is a bit large, and it is necessary to sacrifice 800,000 pieces of the best spar, 180,000 young adults and eight hundred monks above the elite disciples." Qinglong Lady Murong Flying fox said that the voice is a bit low, although the Qinglongmen family is big, but the price is still somewhat unbearable.
"In terms of spar, I can make a part." Ye Chuan said, the voice is also low. He can think of a solution for the spar, but there are no more ways for the 180,000 young and the eight hundred monks. Sacrificing eight hundred elite disciples, Yunwu Zong's inheritance is only a moment to be broken.
"Well, Ye Gongzi, I have sent people out of the city, try to stop the footsteps of the plague demon king and introduce him into the Green Dragon Eight. I will do it tonight. After tonight, I don’t know if the slaves can still live, the son, let the slaves wait. You are at once."
Mrs. Qinglong’s Murong Feihu licked a hot tea, then pressed Ye Chuan on the big chair, gently untied his clothes and kissed him from the chest.
The little study room slowly heats up like a torch burning.