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Chapter 1691 - Guess the Masters Help You!


Ten Thousand Whispers Valley.

The Lin family army camped on the spot, experienced the battle of Qingcang Mountain, and its morale was low.

Lin Sheng was in the camp, contemplating at the map of the two countries hanging in the big tent.

His expression is not good, slightly deep, with a sense of vicissitudes.

After looking at the camp, the military advisor entered the big tent, looked at Lin Sheng standing in front of the map, the military advisor paused, hesitated for a moment, and the military advisor walked towards Lin Sheng and stood behind Lin Sheng.

Lin Sheng came to his senses, turned around, looked at the military advisor, and asked, "What's wrong?"

” The military advisor sighed helplessly: "In this battle, our side lost 30,000 people, and that fire alone burned more than 20,000 of our soldiers, and more than 10,000 soldiers were burned to varying degrees of injury, which can be regarded as a heavy loss." ” With 200,000 against the opponent's 50,000 people, he exterminated the opponent's 30,000 people, but he also lost 30,000 people, no matter how it is calculated, it is relatively heavy!

Obviously, they should have successfully destroyed each other's own, but which link in the middle went wrong and caused such a serious trouble?

Lin Sheng's eyes gradually deepened, he looked at the military advisor and asked, "Military advisor, what do you think?"

” The military advisor thought about it for a while, and said to Lin Sheng: "General, my subordinates think that the Mu family army should have a master to help this time. ” "Someone from above?"

Lin Sheng frowned.

The military advisor nodded, "Yes."

The change in direction of the fire is no accident.

This is not something that can be guided by the general direction of the wind, and today's battle seems to have a force that pulls those who burn to us, and there is no way to avoid it.

And the fire spread so fast, the subordinates saw it for the first time in their lifetimes.

Therefore, the subordinates can conclude that Mu Jiajun is afraid that he has received some kind of help from a master this time. ” "Can a master have this ability?"

Lin Sheng obviously didn't believe it.

The military advisor hurriedly said, "Yes."

If the other party is a fire spirit master, his ability to control fire is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Mu Jiajun must have received the help of the Fire Spirit Master!

” The military advisor was very sure.

Lin Sheng still didn't believe it, he said: "Looking at the five countries, how many spirit masters can the military advisors find?"

Or a fire spirit?

People who can have such skills cannot remain obscure all the time.

Besides, the spirit master has always looked at himself and is high, how can he possibly participate in the battlefield?

This man must not be a spiritual master!

” "What about what the general sees?"

The military advisor asked suspiciously.

"Demons, or demonized cultivators, or tamers."

Lin Sheng opened his mouth and said to the military advisor, "It's not that there are no demons and monsters in this world, but they rarely appear!"

Cultivators who practice in crooked ways also have this kind of demonic ability, which is often little known.

As for taming animals......

There are many cultivators who raise all kinds of contract beasts, and there are not a few contract beasts that are good at fire attack. ” "The general is also reasonable to say this."

The military advisor nodded, "General, you said, could it be that the Xiyan National Division made a move?"

” Lin Sheng thought for a while, shook his head and said, "The Xiyan National Division will not fall into the city, but he will not come to the battlefield in person.

But if he had sent helpers, it would have been very likely. ” The military advisor nodded in agreement and said, "Reasonable!"

General, my subordinates will send people to investigate the Mu family's army, and our eyeliner in Mobei City should also play a role. ” "Go ahead!"

Lin Sheng waved his hand.

The division withdrew from the camp.

Lin Sheng's gaze fell on the map in the big tent again, and looking at the Qingcang Mountain, Lin Sheng's eyes darkened a little again.