Chapter 1350: Prisoner

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read2();　　 At night in the Northern Sea, the land of Tai Xuan, because of the collapse of the heavens, once the scorching sun sinks below the sea level, it will become extremely cold and noisy like ghosts. The wind swept down from the northernmost point, raging across a large ocean in a blink of an eye.
　　 Beihai County is a land of abandoned roads, although it has improved due to the birth of the Two Immortals Mountain and the fragmentation of the northern enchantment, it is still a taboo place for ordinary people to survive.
　　Especially the entire expanse of the North Sea is almost a desert of vitality, and without the vitality of heaven and earth, a large number of monks in the Taixuan Land who continue to go north, unanimously choose to camp at night.
　　 At this time, for the cultivators who had lost their first-hand advantage in the second wave of going north from Shen Xiancheng, it was the most important thing to keep the vitality reserves as much as possible.
In fact, these monks in the Supreme Profound Land above the North Sea, who are full of ambitions to go north to search for the fairy mountain opportunity, even if they are fully prepared in the early stage, they have to a certain extent underestimated the Beihai under their feet, because they subconsciously ignored the extremely important point. , That is, the ubiquitous heaven and earth vitality will become thinner and thinner after going north.
The importance of the vitality of heaven and earth does not need to be repeated. Therefore, a large number of sect monks who have not considered the vitality and desert situation of the North Sea, their complexion changes suddenly as soon as they step on the land of Shenxiancheng, and there are not enough heaven and earth treasures to supplement their vitality. As a result, in the early days of Shen Xiancheng, the price of these natural treasures was once fired up to dozens of times that of the southern main continent.
"The vitality of the heavens and the earth in the depths of the North Sea is extremely thin. It is not even as good as meditation in Tangdu for an hour. The name of the land of Taoism is indeed worthy of the name. It is no wonder that the human race on this fairy island does not block the original. The prince's air pocket.
"The horrific defeat of the monks in the Great Profound Land, including the old nine, is because they underestimated this devoid of vitality in the center of the North Sea, so that after the release of the magical powers, the vitality is difficult to replenish, and the realm is wasted. But the blame lies on the immortal island human race, how so many assault soldiers ensure that the body is full of vitality, with such a heaven-defying means, and they will not lose!"
In the center of the North Sea, in the Daxia human tribe’s position, inside a camp on Jiuyao Island, a young murmur sounded, and then a young man in a bright yellow python robe opened his eyes while meditating, and the pure golden dragon eyes In, with a strong sorrowful color.
　　He was the eighth prince who went to the North Sea to fight for the supremacy of the central state, but at this time he was only a prisoner of the Daxia human race!
　　 After a few breaths of trance, the eighth prince gradually recovered his senses, slowly got up, turned his head and looked at the camp tent lit by a large number of candles, and continued to mutter:
　　 "The camping tent made of special materials is exquisite in workmanship, not only light but also strong. The strength of this immortal island tribe's craftsmanship cannot be underestimated."
After 　　 finished speaking, the handsome eighth prince stepped to a candlelight next to him, looked down at the candlelight wick swaying with orange flames, gently inhaled the smell, and the voice came out again:
"This candlelight is different from the lamp that burns when the Supreme Profound Land absorbs the vitality of the heavens and the earth. It can burn for a long time only by itself, and it also has a special smell. It should be the sebum of a strange animal. It is very retro. But the mysterious land of Beihai is very useful."
　　 The eight princes are worthy of being the emperors of Shangguo. As for the surrounding environment, you only need to think a little, and you can use the surrounding environment to roughly analyze some conditions in Daxia.
It is worth mentioning that at this time, although the eight princes had become prisoners of the lower order, they were not ordered by Zhao Yu to take torture methods, but allowed the former to move freely in the camp, and even the eight princes were still in the camp. On the internal table, I saw some clean water and food.
　　 "This fairy island tribe, so generous!"
　　 After the voice of a little admiration came from the Eighth Prince, outside the camp, an equally young response sounded:
　　 "I have a great summer, I should be generous, and your Majesty, Emperor Huanghuang, who is kind, can't appreciate such inferior methods."
　　 After the words fell, the curtain of the camp was opened directly, revealing Sima Annan's smiling figure, and then Sima Annan's black eyes looked at the eighth prince who was staring ahead, and Yinglang's voice continued:
　　 "Although your majesty smiles and benevolent, but he is not a gentleman, the eighth prince, would you like to try my method?"
After finishing speaking, Sima Annan grinned. Although his voice was still joking, but after hearing it, the old ba in the camp suddenly felt a deep chill in his heart, and then the latter responded with a bitter meaning. Road:
　　 "As a prisoner under the order, I have no evil intentions at this time, but I hope this fellow Taoist will show mercy."
After the eighth prince's voice fell, Sima Annan, who played a note of Ma Wei, gently waved his hand, and then sat down at the desk in the camp, and took out a folding fan from his arms. He made a round speech in a sensual way:
　　 "I like to make jokes on weekdays. Your Majesty always talks about me, no wonder the Eighth Prince."
After 　　 finished speaking, a faint voice continued from the young man in white clothes:
　　 "It seems that the eight princes are not used to living in my big summer camp. You see, the tea and food have not moved at all."
　　 After finishing speaking, Sima Annan took the teacup on the counter table with his left hand and poured a cup of tea for the eight princes in front of him.
　　 "Under Sima Annan, the officer worshipped the Chief of the Daxia Military Aircraft Department. I don't know the eighth prince's name?"
　　 "My life is Yin Xun, the eighth in the central government."
After 　　 responded, Yin Xun raised his hand to hold the tea cup pushed by Sima Annan, drank it in one gulp, and continued to speak:
　　 "Thanks to your majesty for not killing your prince, and those who have defeated the army, have any habit of face-saving, just linger. I know the purpose of Lord Sima's visit. You can ask, and I will answer."
At this time, the eighth prince Yin Xun in the camp was unexpectedly very cooperative. Not only did he lack the pride and hard-heartedness of being an emperor of the kingdom, he even gave people a sense of surrender. Then the former seemed to think of something and continued to ask. :
　　 "But before that, the prince wants to know the monks under my command. Is it okay at this time?"
　　 "Half ruined the sea of ​​anger, but life is safe!"
　　 Sima Annan did not sell anything, but directly answered the truth. This made the eighth prince Yin Xunxian's complexion first slightly changed, and then he showed a relieved expression, murmured:
　　 "As long as you are alive, it is easy to discuss."
　　 After finishing speaking, Yin Xun put down the tea cup in his hand, raised his hand and lied, and the voice continued:
　　 "Master Sima, please!"