Chapter 3201: When I was exiled (45)

After asking for a long time, I could not find out from these people where their money was hidden.

Jin Qing's expression became more and more gloomy. He was really a bunch of misers who risked their lives rather than their wealth.

Or, they don't believe that they will actually kill someone.

707: "..." There is a corpse sitting under you, and a candied haws of human head kneeling in front of you. Why do you think they won't believe that you can kill someone?

Qian Duoduo obviously had the same idea, but in order to prevent Jin Qing from noticing her, she turned around decisively, determined to cover up her remaining conscience.

There is no way, her family is too rich, she must not let this woman think of it.

Jin Qing tilted his head and looked at the candied haws in front of him, trying his best to soften his eyes: "Where did you come from?"

If that doesn't work, just look for the base camp of these people.

People's brains have lost the ability to think, how can they return to Jin Qing's words.

Seeing that these people were motionless, Jin Qing narrowed his eyes fiercely and used some spiritual power on the stick.

707: "..." Perhaps this is how the world's first zombie was born.

If it were in the past, the messengers under the city wall would naturally be in a panic.

Just when the messenger was in a state of excitement, imagining that he was waving a drumstick to kill seven people, a Ban man pulled up his bow and shot an arrow straight at the door of the messenger.

The looting soldiers were also unorganized. No one was responsible for leading the attack and no one was responsible for supporting them. Now that their big comrades have returned, the soldiers who were responsible for supporting them will naturally come to beg for help.

Realizing that he was rushing towards the archer, the ordering soldier closed his eyes forcefully. Whatever, just die. If he could really kill one of them, he would be considered a great honor to his ancestors.

Several people were suddenly like meat thrown on an iron plate, beating wildly, and screaming horribly from their mouths.

At this time, the messenger knew whether to laugh or cry. I was actually flying, but the problem was that I actually flew from under the city wall into the Banren camp.

Just when the messenger was surprised that he didn't have such magical power, a hot snort suddenly came from his ears: "I'll give them face, right?"

In order to intimidate, of course the noisiest one should be killed first.

The messenger tried to open his eyes, but to his surprise, his eyes were stimulated to tears.

I grabbed the drumstick in my hand and looked at the direction where the arrow came from with a relaxed expression.

Yes you can, yes you can

At that moment, the body of the messenger suddenly flew into the air. Then my sight ended, and the sound of howling wind came to my ears.

But before seeing Jin Qing's feat today, the messenger suddenly felt a sense of clarity in his heart.

If you don't tell me, I'll kill you.

With a muffled thud, the messenger realized that there was nothing under him, but the people who followed him were knocked out.

Jin Qing stopped transmitting spiritual energy and looked at Tanghulu seriously again: "Where is your home? Are you sure you don't want to point it out to me?"

Tanghulu seemed to understand Jin Qing's threat. This time they raised their hands and pointed in the direction they came from.

The messenger also thought that when he was most excited, no one would want to take his life.

But just as he was thinking about it, a sudden burst of spinning force came over him. Just as the messenger was about to scream, he hit the person in question heavily.

What should I do with this minister?

Looking at Fanren's hands pointing in all directions, Jin Qing said: "..." Are they playing tricks on me?

It may even be included in the family tree.

Absolutely not, I even want to rush out of the city with my drumstick and fight to the death with those people who have bullied us for a long time.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of war drums coming from under the city wall again. It turned out that the Fan soldiers responsible for responding to the Fan soldiers were coming.