Fu Qingyang and five teammates ran out of the barracks and looked around. They saw a black swarm of insects hovering over the military camp, making a buzzing sound as they flapped their wings.

Fu Qingyang looked closely at the insects flying in the sky. They looked like flying mosquitoes, but were several times larger than mosquitoes. They were blood-red all over, and their mouthparts had a metallic luster and were like sharp needles.

The soldiers held their heads and rushed left and right in the swarm of insects, screaming and falling down one after another, scratching their cheeks and chests madly, with their skin torn and blood gushing out.

Some soldiers hid in houses and closed the doors and windows. The insects then swarmed over the doors and windows like flies and tried to get in through the gaps.

The masters in the army showed their skills. The fire master controlled the fire dragon, the genius flew into the air to burn the insect swarm, and the water ghost caused the well to cause water to flow back and condense into giant hands to catch the insect swarm, but the speed of the poisonous insects was very fast and the effect was not ideal.

The wood demon lit insect repellent spices, hoping to drive away the poisonous insects through the smell.

The Return of Fire to the World summoned up blazing flames from the "Hu Zone" on his body, and strode over to a corpse. A closer look revealed that the corpse was shriveled, and most of the blood had been sucked dry.

The ruptured wounds were clinging to dense red insect eggs, which were crystal clear and contained living organisms that were rapidly developing and growing.

Tianxia Guihuo was so angry that he shot out a tongue of fire that burned the eggs and the corpse to ashes. He said, "These eggs and insects not only suck human blood, but they also attach themselves to corpses. They reproduce rapidly and must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise the entire Linxia city will be finished."

Their words made the military masters feel depressed.

No wonder the Northern Dynasty's army has been sitting still these days. It turns out they are breeding poisonous insects, hoping to use this despicable method to deplete our forces without bloodshed.

Lingjun snorted, opened his inventory, grabbed a green bamboo flute, and played it. The sound of the flute rose higher and higher, floating into the sky and into the mountains and forests.

Soon, half of the birds in Linxia City swarmed towards the barracks. Also, from the continuous mountains and forests outside the city, a large black flock of birds rushed out and flew towards them.

A flock of birds flew over the barracks, sometimes diving and sometimes flying high, chasing the mosquitoes that were flying around.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the insects that attacked the barracks were eaten up completely. Fortunately, it was not winter yet, otherwise the poisonous insects would be difficult to deal with.

Fu Qingyang's solemn expression relaxed slightly and he quickly gave the order: "The whole world is on fire. Zhao Chenghuang, you two lead the people to bury the bodies. Demon Eye, you go to the city wall and stabilize the morale of the army."

"Lingjun, Xiahou Aotian is dealing with the poisoning of the sergeants in the army." As he spoke, he soared into the sky on his sword.

He left a cold sentence: "I'm going to meet the masters of the Northern Dynasty."

Ling Jun and others knew that Fu Qingyang wanted to single-handedly contain the Northern Dynasty army and create chaos so that the other side could not attack the city at this moment, so they did not dare to waste time and acted quickly.

Half an hour later, the five people who had finished dealing with the affairs returned to the military camp and saw Fu Qingyang sitting at the table with his upper body naked and wrapped in a bandage, looking seriously injured.

"Are you injured?" Lingjun immediately ran forward to check the injury.

"Minor injury." Fu Qingyang waved his hand and refused to let Lingjun hurt him. He took the pill from Xiahou Aotian and said, "I fought with the masters of the Northern Dynasty and found a very heavy fact. The masters in the Northern Dynasty army are several times more than ours. In addition, the right commander of the Juque army is an eighth-level mist master, whose strength is slightly inferior to mine."

"Even though I tried my best, I still couldn't see the legendary Tuoba Guang, the best master in the North. It can be seen that Tuoba Guang is most likely at the peak of level eight."

What does the peak of level eight mean? It means that even though Fu Qingyang is at level eight and has a swordsman's cloak and skills that are close to those of the Tao, he still doesn't dare to say that he can win in a single fight.

When it comes to the dominating stage, even the gap between the early and late stages is incomparable.

The Demon Eye King frowned and said, "It seems that once the war starts, there will be a lot of fighting."

Zhao Chenghuang Lingjun and Tianxia Guihuo suddenly felt fortunate that they had two great masters, Fu Qingyang and Moyan, in charge. They felt very safe. Well, Xiahou Aotian counted as half of them.

Although this guy has a weird personality, his business ability is outstanding.

Fu Qingyang said: "Report your situation!"

Xiahou Aotian immediately said: "We have been poisoned by spies here. The poison is very strong, but I have thrown a water purification bead into the wells where the poisoned soldiers have returned to the barracks. I hope the organization can reimburse them after we leave the dungeon."

"I also planted a large number of water vines that can absorb toxins in the well. By observing whether the vines have changed slightly, I can determine whether the well water is poisonous." Lingjun added.

Zhao Chenghuang said: "We lost a total of 600 soldiers, but fortunately they were all low-level soldiers so the loss was not too severe."

Fu Qingyang said in a deep voice, "All my men are brothers, and we will avenge this vengeance!"

He looked at the Demon Eye King again and said, "With the strength of the Northern Dynasty, if we retreat to the capital, we will definitely be defeated. Don't worry about Yuanshi's situation for now, just trust him."

"The beauty's singing is like heavenly music!" Zhang Yuanqing clapped his hands and shouted "good" three times, then added in his mind that this beautiful lady with a strong smell of tea knows how to compete for favor. She "accidentally" met the emperor in the imperial garden and seduced him with her singing. Today, she planted young leaves and sprinkled salt water at the door of her house to stop a deer from coming.

Hearing Zhang Yuanqing's voice, Lady Wan on the second floor stood up and turned around and said in surprise, "Oh, it's your Majesty!"

She immediately stood up, holding up the hem of her skirt, and ran downstairs, looking like a lover who had just met her ideal husband, and was about to throw herself into Zhang Yuanqing's arms.

Suddenly remembering that this was not in accordance with etiquette, she hurriedly stopped and said shyly: "Your Majesty, I miss you so much."

Zhang Yuanqing examined her carefully and could not help but sigh that the aesthetic taste of the tyrant should not be underestimated. This girl, about sixteen years old, was as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, and she was indeed a delicate little flower.

"My Lady Wan, it feels like a long time since I last saw you. I miss you so much." Zhang Yuanqing held Lady Wan's hand tightly and smiled lewdly.

As soon as he grasped the pair of white and tender hands, he felt an irresistible force pulling the hands back. The elegant and refined Wan Meiren said shyly, "Your Majesty, how can you be so arrogant in broad daylight? Please rest in the palace. After sunset, I would like to serve you in bed."

Who is this guy? Zhang Yuanqing looked at this beautiful face and responded with a smile on the surface, but he was analyzing her identity in his mind.

Did he find another Spirit Realm Walker? Well, it seems that with the example of Jiang Jingwei, Zhang Yuanqing found a way to quickly find teammates, that is, to have physical contact with the concubines in the harem. Those who resist must be Spirit Realm Walkers.

After all, in their opinion, there is no need to be taken advantage of by a tyrant. There will be no dungeons in the spiritual realm where one must sacrifice oneself, and it is not a dungeon exclusive to the lust profession.

As for whether it is possible for a spy to resist physical contact, Zhang Yuanqing thinks it is impossible, because the job of a spy is to seduce the tyrant, and the more favors the emperor has, the happier the spy should be.

There are not many people in my gang who are so scheming, um. But the one who loves acting so much is either Xie Lingxi or my aunt.

Zhang Yuanqing said, "My beauty, I have something else to do so I won't go in yet. I will sleep with you tonight."

After saying this, he looked up and down at Lady Wan's delicate body with a lustful look, and then left with the guards and eunuchs.

The Spirit Realm did not allow him to make any hints that he was a Spirit Realm practitioner, so he could only conceal his identity and summon the team to the emperor's bedroom in the name of serving the emperor, and let them guard him closely 24 hours a day.

Lady Wan rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "Yes, Your Majesty!"

After leaving the attic where Lady Wan lived, Zhang Yuanqing immediately went to the palace of Concubine De. On the way, he called the eunuch and asked in a relaxed tone: "How do I usually treat Concubine De?"

The eunuch smiled and responded, "You are very kind."

Which woman is not favored by the tyrant? Zhang Yuanqing asked, "Compared with other beautiful concubines?"

The eunuch smiled and replied: "Your Majesty is most gracious to Concubine De."