Infinite Throne

   Chapter 929 Waiting

   In the eighteenth year of the Jisheng calendar, on the fifteenth day of the eighth month.

  The full moon.

   outside the wilderness.

   Yi Rin and Bai Chuchu, one person and one cat, are having a picnic.

   Bai Chuchu's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and Yi Rin can't be satisfied anymore.

   "Have you noticed that there are fewer and fewer demons recently?"

  Irin skillfully turned the barbecue fork, and the wild boar on the fork was sizzling with oil.

  Besides, Bai Chuchu was in the shape of a cat, with pink and soft meat **** on both claws, stupidly holding his cheeks, motionless.

It wasn't until Yi Rin asked several times that Bai Chuchu struggled to look away from the food, "Gu Dong" swallowed his saliva: "Back to the young master, the cultivation of the demon race is more against the sky than the cultivation of the human race qi cultivator. Ordinary beasts need to unlock their intelligence, and if they are not enlightened by experts, there is no such thing as one in ten thousand. In addition, qi refiners will kill every demon, and if they want to cultivate to the shape, there are thousands of obstacles."

   said, Bai Chuchu sighed and concluded, "We are too difficult!"

"indeed."

  Irin thought for a while, and the secret thought made sense. I recently traveled to Dongsheng Shenzhou, and the wars spread everywhere, and the monsters seemed to be hiding. I used to be able to smell the monster in the wilderness from time to time, but now I can't smell it.

   After a thousand calls, Yilin's barbecue was finished. Because he didn't bring a pot and bowl, he put the roasted wild boar on a fork and placed it on the green banana leaf that was washed before Bai Chuchu.

   As soon as Yi Rin put it down, Bai Chuchu sucked and opened his mouth as if he was "drinking meat", and he ate it all in a blink of an eye.

   After eating, Bai Chuchu put on a pitiful look and looked at his young master.

  Irin couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, this is just an appetizer... Well, it's almost time to count, let's go, don't roast the hair."

   Bai Chuchu jumped quickly and took three steps away.

  Irin shook his palm, the wind blew, and the bonfire went out.

   He patted the ground again, and the ground cracked. It turned out that something was buried under the bonfire.

   A black earth bag almost the size of a person, heated and hardened, and when Irin slapped the ground with a palm, it bounced from the cracked earth hole in the ground.

  Yi Rin pulled out the Immortal Execution Spear, borrowed the effect of Immortal Execution Spear's "invincible" effect, and stabbed the hard soil bag in the air.

  “Boom~”

   The black earth was wrapped under this gun, and it cracked directly. At the moment of cracking, a colorful light shot up into the sky, and the soul food was automatically generated.

   "I didn't expect to use the cooking method of beggar chicken to cook whole pigs. It's really possible. Come and have a taste."

The fragrant beggar wild boar floated in the air, Yi Rin shook his palm, dozens of flying swords appeared, under the control of Yi Rin, the flying sword was like a nimble chef, cutting down all the wild boars in the air. Piece by piece, in this small space, the aroma is overflowing, and the gravy splashes.

   Bai Chuchu was once again conquered by food.

   While eating the fragrant beggar wild boar, she swore in her heart that in this life, she will be the young master's cat in life, and she will be the young master's dead cat in death.

   One person and one cat are full.

  Bai Chuchu completely forgot that she was a beautiful and attractive woman after her transformation. She was a kitten with peace of mind, with her feet up and her chubby belly patted, she was completely defenseless against the young master.

  Irin lay on the ground with her hands crossed behind her head, looking at the full moon in the sky.

   "Eighteen years."

  Irin couldn't help thinking of various things in the real world.

   Since the national recruitment, the time flow rate of the inner world and the outer world has been adjusted, the time flow of the real world after coming out of the trial is no longer a standard one minute.

   Now he has been here for eighteen years.

   Even if he believed that Xiaoxi would not cheat on him, eighteen years, how long has it been in the real world?

   One month?

  Two months?

   A year?

   Bai Chuchu felt that there was something wrong with the young master's mood.

   In the words of the young master, it seems to be a feeling of "loneliness, emptiness and coldness".

   "Master, are you cold?"

   As he asked, Bai Chuchu was very honest, turned over while full of hiccups, lay on Yi Rin's belly, and used her body temperature to keep Yi Rin warm.

"Ha ha."

  Irin squinted and smiled, without explaining, still staring at the full moon in the sky.

   It was a rare occasion for him to not rush into the center to work after a meal, but to admire the moon.

   "Master, what are you thinking about during this time?"

   Bai Chuchu asked.

   Since he left Loulan, the young master has been very idle, wandering around, making Bai Chuchu unsure of what the young master is doing.

  Irin didn't hide: "I'm waiting."

"Wait?"

   "Yeah, just like fine wine, you have to wait enough time to ferment the mellow flavor. For some things, there is not enough time to ferment, and the desired effect cannot be achieved. The other is... Waiting for someone who can't sit still."

  …

  …

   The next day.

  Three poles on the sun.

   Yi Rin and Bai Chuchu are packing.

   The things he was waiting for hadn't fully begun, but he was waiting for the contact from his junior sister.

  Jian Nanchun would report to Yi Rin about the Lumen Pass from time to time, so when the "phone" belonging to the junior sister began to vibrate, Yi Rin roughly guessed why the junior sister was looking for him.

  Xia Xiaoman: "Brother, what are you doing?"

  Irin: "I just finished eating, what's wrong?"

  Xia Xiaoman: "I feel that you are asking the question knowingly, brother."

  Irin: "No way! I'm not that kind of person!"

  Xia Xiaoman: "When will you come back, Senior Brother?"

  Irin: "Are you referring to Qingdu or Lumenguan?"

  Xia Xiaoman: "Sure enough! Senior Brother, you are asking the question knowingly!"

  Xia Xiaoman seems to be angry.

   She was even more rude, and told her senior brother about the situation in which the Lumen was closed one by one.

  Irin had a headache when she heard this, and she habitually scratched the dead skin on her head when she was thinking:

   "You know, I'm not good at marching and fighting."

  Xia Xiaoman: "I didn't let Senior Brother you march to fight! I just want Senior Brother to help Xiaoman destroy the opponent."

  Irin: "I have a way."

  Xia Xiaoman: "Senior brother is awesome!"

  Irin: "Don't brag, according to the 'current progress', the Lumen Pass is bound to be broken."

  Xia Xiaoman: "What?"

  Irin: "The way I say is... give up Lumenguan."

  Xia Xiaoman: "…"

  …

  …

   The eighteenth year of the Keshen calendar.

   August 20th.

  Deer Gate Pass.

  A general with a scarred face nearly two meters tall, looked down at the dense scroll in his hand.

   "Hey, the old man, General Shenwu, actually led the army to support Lumen Pass? With only 20,000 elite soldiers, is the Eastern King's Army really a vegetarian! Our Eastern King's Army is extremely wealthy!"

  Scarface General finished reading the information on the secret scroll, crumpled the secret scroll, and threw it into the campfire next to him.

   "Blocking the news that the Shenwu Army is coming to help, and wanting to take us by surprise? These are already outdated strategies! I want to see, what tricks you can play!"

   Under the command of the East King, there are ten generals, named after numbers.

   The generals who led the army to attack Lumen Pass this time were one of them: the Eight Generals, known as the Old Eight in the army. The Eighth General is about thirty years old, in his prime years, and he has mastered the "Eight Wounds Boxing" training, and his fists are invulnerable to swords and guns. It is said that he never used weapons on the battlefield. With just a pair of iron fists, he could block the weapons, but his fists were unscathed.

   Some people have even witnessed that he used his fists to kill a dozen Ye Xiu who were at the peak of Qi training and only one step away from stepping into the Golden Core Avenue.

   His fist can even smash a ten-meter rock with one punch, which is extremely easy.

   Now, the professional craftsman who stayed in Lumen Pass raised an old dog and escaped from the sewer with a dense scroll. In this clever way, he finally sent the information in Lumen Pass to the Eighth General.

   "A mere 500 people, hahaha! A mere 500 people, even if I add 20,000 Shenwu troops? Do you really think that with 25,000 people, I can stop my 50,000 Dongwang army?"

  The Eighth General laughed, his breath agitated, completely unaware that he had just made a wrong calculation.

  …

   "The Eight Generals counted wrong again."

   The eighth generals laughed too loudly and passed into the battalion.

   a new soldier muttered.

"Shh!" The old soldier on the side immediately covered the new recruit's mouth: "Don't you want to die? The Eighth Generals always say one thing or another, but he says it's twenty-five thousand, that's twenty-five, even if he says yes. Two hundred and five, that's right!"

   The soldier was stunned.

The old soldier told the new recruits in deep and profound words: "If you want to live longer on the battlefield, you have to fight not for bravery, but for wit! Eight generals are never accurate. Have you seen anyone mention it in front of the eight generals? "

   "It seems, no."

   "Hey, that's for sure. The last person who pointed out that the Eighth Generals counted the wrong number in front of the Eighth General was assigned to the front row with his bare hands, stood in front of the shield soldiers as bait, and was chopped to death by the enemy."

  “…”

  …

That night.

  The two sides were in their respective camps, craned their necks, and watched the changes on the opposite side.

   The two sides confronted each other, both were waiting, and both were holding back.

   Whoever can't bear it first will initiate the next battle.

   But during this time, most of the Dongwang Army was the active side, and Lumenguan was almost always on passive defense.

   until late at night.

  The closed Lumenguan city gate opened again, and a group of iron armored soldiers, waving the flag of Shenwu, riding war horses, formed a horse formation, and they rushed out from Lumenguan.

   (end of this chapter)