Wang Mo was the leader who entered the commander's tent earlier, and there were only three others before him. There is a tall, fat group leader, a seemingly ordinary middle-aged man, and a heroic female group leader. They are Huang Tianhong, the first leader of the Star Mercenary Group, Shi Long, the second leader of the Gravity City Hunter Brigade, and Nan Yun, the leader of Chuanglong Pavilion.
Song Rangongzi is sitting in the play, with five chairs on the left and right sides. There is an individual name on each chair, which should be in order according to the team ranking. Wang Mo is naturally the last one on the right, but his style has an aura of giving up to others. The first three captains all looked at it curiously. They had also heard about the battle between Wang Mo and the Flying Swordsman.
"Brother Wang, what a great weapon, it even has a formation circuit." General Xin, who was next to Mr. Song Ran, also saw Wang Mo's black sword. He even said hello and asked curiously, "I didn't see it last time."
"The gifts you get when you buy something are not worth mentioning!" Wang Mo responded, not embarrassed to explain what happened yesterday.
Coincidentally, the eagle-faced man walked in the door and heard the conversation between Wang Mo and Wang Mo. He was so angry that he sat down in the sixth position, and then started to glare at Wang Mo and cursed, "You tricked me into buying a broken sword for two million, but you took away three formation weapons as gifts, you despicable little guy People!”
"Haha..." Nan Yun, who was in third place, laughed wildly after hearing this, which was completely inconsistent with her gentle and gentle look. Then she teased Wang Mo with her eyes, "Sister, I appreciate you very much. Do you want to talk to me about it?" Are you in love?"
"Sister, can you look at me?" Huang Tianhong immediately asked, pointing to his nose and recommending himself.
"You're not serious, who's looking at you? I'm asking about that handsome guy!" Nan Yun was still staring at Wang Mo, asking for an answer to the question just now.
"Let's not fall in love. Senior Nanyun, please take care of me along the way!" Wang Mo forced out an extremely awkward smile and faced Sister Nanyun who was staring at him.
"Hmph!" The flying knifeman dragged his one arm into the hall and sat on the ninth chair angrily. He turned his head and looked to the other side, not making eye contact with Wang Mo at all.
After all ten team leaders arrived, the simple meeting began. It's about assigning specific tasks, and the chief manager is General Xin. Everything was allocated one by one in every detail, roughly as stated yesterday. The 123rd Regiment is responsible for hunting around and clearing out peripheral threats, the 456th Regiment is responsible for personal protection of the young master and the accompanying team, the 789th Regiment is responsible for protecting supplies and the safety of the rear of the team, and the 10th Regiment is still roaming to fill in positions.
After a simple meeting, Mr. Song Ran asked Wang Mo to stay, and then said in an apologetic tone, "Sorry, Brother Wang, because the contracts were signed in advance, it is difficult to make major changes. Today, we will let the Hunter Guild Let’s do wandering.”
"It's all at your command. We are sensible. We just don't like that title. Don't worry about it!" After Wang Mo explained clearly, he came out of the hall. Unexpectedly, he met Nan Yun outside the door. This guy was still pestering him, he was simply a female hooligan.
Wang Mo got rid of Nanyun and returned to Camp No. 10, immediately armed and ready for action. The Hunter Guild was the first team to arrive in the square, standing in tenth place. Compared with them, only the top five teams are okay, and the bottom five teams look far inferior.
Before entering the mountain, they still marched according to the regular team, with five teams on each side and the Song family team in the center. Only when Wang Mo saw it did he understand why ten teams were required to protect them. The Song family's team had many people and vehicles, and there were hundreds of people in Lili Lala. He doesn't even know what these people do. Are they going to open a market in the cemetery to do business?
"Let's go!" Following General Xin's order, the team of nearly a thousand people really set off, advancing towards the tombs of Wuzhong Mountain.
The palace is actually located ten kilometers away from the foot of the tomb mountain. You should gradually be able to see the original appearance of the mountain. But my eyes were always misty, as if I had encountered a ghost from my childhood hitting a wall. But when tall and dense woods suddenly appeared in front of them, they had already entered the cemetery. I never saw the appearance of the graveyard from beginning to end, let alone which way I walked in.
"Change the formation and follow this morning's mission!" General Xin immediately stopped the team and changed into a combat formation.
Since the guild has no specific location, it directly enters the protected circle. In front of them were the entourage, none of whom seemed to be very scared, but rather a little excited. It's these guys who have a lot of things to do. They always yell at the guild members and make some service requests. This is the origin of the clown troupe.
"Ahao is very resistant and scared. He doesn't want to come to this place at all." Old Mo comforted the big pig Ahao and expressed his feelings to Wang Mo.
"The three outermost teams are three kilometers away, but now we can't even see their shadows. It's really very dangerous under these conditions." Wang Mo also felt that danger was nearby and reminded everyone to be careful.
"Rumble..."
While Wang Mo and Lao Mo were talking, explosions and fighting sounds suddenly sounded from the outside. And it's not just one or two places, the sound comes from almost all directions. The team immediately went into alert and all teams entered combat mode.
"A large number of soul beasts suddenly launched an attack, and the three surrounding groups passively fought!" Wang Mo clearly captured the scattered soul power coming over. After about ten minutes, he felt the battle was over, "The first three groups The group's combat effectiveness was very strong. Not only did they drive away the spirit beasts, they also suffered no losses."
"Swish..." Suddenly a gust of evil wind blew by, and as the fog changed, the surrounding scenery seemed to change as well.
"The way back!" Wang Mo suddenly realized a problem. If you go deep into the cemetery in this weather, it is easy to get lost inside. That would be the most terrifying thing. He wanted him to go to the core team to find Song Ran, but was stopped by the protection team. It is not the Hunter Guild's responsibility to enter the core, so it is not allowed at all.
Wang Mo shook his head and thought about it, "With so many outstanding team leaders here, someone will definitely notice this problem."
The entire team advanced very slowly, and waves of soul beasts attacked in turn. The three outermost regiments are really powerful, and they are actually well defended. The body of a branch soul beast was pulled back, professional personnel identified, cut and then loaded it into a truck.
"This is just like a walking harvester. No wonder the Song family is so rich!" Wang Mo saw this busy look and finally understood how the rich people got there.
"Discover the blue crystal flower, move to the left!" General Xin suddenly issued an order, and the entire thousand-man team turned, like a large ship, slow and huge.
A sea of blue crystal flowers came into Wang Mo's field of vision. Each flower was made of crystal and looked like a high-end handicraft. In fact, this is a medicinal material that can be made into a variety of expensive pills. The price of each flower is gold coins, and this area can earn at least three million.
"Regiment No. 10 went to harvest the blue crystal flowers. They must cut them off at the root." General Xin issued an order, and Wang Mo took 20 hunters to harvest. Huahai has been eliminated from danger, otherwise it would not have entered the defensive circle, but Wang Mo did not take it lightly. This is his consistent character.
"Look at how timid this guy is. The masters from the first three groups have checked him out. He's still careful about something. It's simply ridiculous!" The eagle-faced man loudly accused Wang Mo, although he didn't mention the clown group again. The name, but the content sounds the same thing.
"It's very small, there must be something!" Wang Mo approached slowly step by step, as if facing a formidable enemy. Behind him were Lao Mo and twenty hunters, all of whom looked like Wang Mo. No one dared to move forward carelessly.
"What's in the sea of flowers?" Seeing Wang Mo's appearance, Song Ran asked the frowning General Xin beside him. The latter replied a little unhappy, "Nothing, just a little careful transition."
"Really?" Song Ran asked.
Wang Mo arrived at the sea of flowers and gently pinched a crystal flower with his hands. As soon as my fingers touched the flower branch, I heard a small buzzing sound. A yellow thing the size of gravel flew out of the flower stamens quickly. This seems to be just the beginning, as colorful gravels fly out from the same flower stamens, and finally form a palm-sized yellow cloud.
"That's..." General Xin was stunned when he saw the yellow army. Qichu didn't pay attention to it for a second, but then a word rushed into his mind. When he wanted to remind Wang Mo to be more careful, it was already too late. The yellow cloud was at the extreme General Xin jumped at Wang Mo from a close distance, and General Xin stood there frozen in fear.
"Shoot!" Wang Mo didn't expect that tiny amount of soul power to be this. It was too late to draw the sword at such a close distance, and he could only test his tacit understanding with Lao Mo. After the word "shoot" came out, his body simply lay flat on the ground. The moment he lay on his back on the ground, two pale golden arrows shot out from the tip of his nose.
"Boom!" A pale golden explosion wiped out the unknown yellow cloud. At the same time, two big hands grabbed Wang Mo and quickly pulled him back to the team. The moment Wang Mo stood up, he drew out his black sword and entered a defensive position.
"Thank you, Lao Mo!" Wang Mo thanked Lao Mo behind him, and he rushed into the sea of flowers again. Because of the vibration of the explosion, all the blue crystal flowers emitted yellow clouds, which were gathering and floating towards Wang Mo.
"Beautiful!" General Xin blurted out, and the words echoed throughout the team.
"What is this? Isn't it just a pile of pollen?" Song Ran's words represent the vast majority of people. They don't know how powerful this thing is.
"That yellow cloud is called a soul-eating sand cloud insect. The body of the insect is less than one millimeter, but these insects feed on souls. A small ball as big as a palm can eat a hunter with half a million souls. It’s quite a terrifying existence.”
"Just follow me, sister, so that I can help you!" Nan Yun came down from the front line at some point, happened to see this scene, and happily prepared to save Wang Mo.
Some people want to save him, while others want Wang Mo to die. The flying knifeman who lost an arm, and the eagle-faced man who spent a lot of money. If possible, they really wanted to stab Wang Mo and the Hunter Guild to death on the spot.
"I don't need your help anymore, I'm just a little bug!" Wang Mo must have declined Nanyun's request. He shook the black sword in his hand, and black flames ignited on the blade. This is a part of the formation circuit. Just a small function. He dived into the sea of flowers alone, preparing a long sword to fight against the terrifying soul-eating sand cloud insect.
