Jia Zhenzhu said disdainfully. It had been half an hour and he hadn't seen Ye Congwen make a move. He was most likely playing word games again. After all, ancestor Jia Yun had already touched him several times.
At this time, not only the giants, but also Bian Qianqian looked at Ye Congwen worriedly, bragging about such a big Haikou, how can he cash it in? A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Ye Congwen from time to time, and the previous resentment seemed to disappear again.
"Has it been half an hour? Why did time fly by so fast? I saw Miss Bian perform the Heavenly Maid Scattering Hand seven or eight times in a row, with fairy energy floating in the air and black hair flying, just like the flying fairy.
I haven’t finished watching this yet. Why is it only half an hour long? "
Ye Congwen reluctantly looked at the radiant Bian Wanqing, secretly sighing that this woman was indeed the most beautiful woman in Lizhou, and she looked so good in a fight. Both men and women couldn't help but look at the battlefield. to her.
Even the giant male with a strange aesthetic said that this female doll is beautiful and looks good in fighting. It seems that based on appearance alone, this woman is suitable for both men and women.
"Brother Congwen, you are just looking at the most beautiful woman. How can you care about whether time passes quickly or not? Miss Jia has let out pigs, cattle, sheep and dogs several times. Have you never paid attention to her?"
Lin Xiaoyu asked with a smile, knowing that Ye Congwen was stalling for time, so he just rambled on to gain some credit.
"Miss Jia? Isn't she the apple of the eye of the Jia family? When did she become a herder of cows and sheep?
By the way, whose family did she herd cattle for? "
Ye Congwen asked casually, but his eyes were fixed on Bian Wanqing's graceful figure without even blinking.
Bian Wanqing burst into laughter upon hearing this, causing everyone to laugh too. Only Jia Zhenzhu yelled:
"Ye Congwen, you are a murderer who makes fun of me every day and pisses me off. Do you believe that I will find a few people to take it out on Lin Xiaoyu every day?"
"You see what I said is right. Some people are not good at hunting monsters. They have many ways to deal with small team members like you."
Ye Congwen looked as I expected and taught Lin Xiaoyu earnestly:
"But don't be afraid. If anyone dares to bully you, just complain to the captain of the personal escort team. He is most disgusted with the children of the Three Prefectures bullying others, and he will definitely seek justice for you."
"Sister Pearl just said a few angry words, Miss Lin, you don't have to mind."
Bian Wanqing tried to persuade her. She only wanted to see what special skills Ye Congwen had that could defeat the enemy with one blow. She immediately invited Jia Zhenzhu again without giving Jia Zhenzhu a chance to refute:
"Ye Congwen, you have been looking at me for half an hour with ulterior motives. Is it my turn to appreciate your strengths?
Are you so unsure of your Ye Clan's secret knowledge that you are afraid that I will steal it away at a glance? "
"What kind of secret skill can you call it if you know it at a glance? I still can't figure out the secret to that person who is as light as a swallow. You underestimate my future master too much."
Zhen Yingjun's eyes shone brightly, and when he mentioned that he was as light as a swallow, he wanted to worship Ye Congwen as his teacher.
"You three don't believe that I can kill a Dacheng realm monster with one move?"
Ye Congwen looked at the increasingly suspicious attitude of Bian Zhenjia and the others towards him, and felt that it was necessary to show his hands to them in order to set the record straight.
"I have said that seeing is believing. Isn't it annoying for you to keep asking me?"
Jia Zhenzhu's patience with Ye Congwen has reached its limit. She thought this man was quite handsome before, but he was so verbose. She was completely disappointed.
"Killing a Dacheng realm monster with one palm is nothing, Jia Zhenzhu, if I kill a peak realm monster with one palm, what are we betting on?"
"Is this true?"
Jia Zhenzhu immediately answered:
"If you kill a peak-level monster with one palm, I will give you whatever you want!"
"Where are you two? Do you dare to bet with me?"
"What bet?"
Bian Wanqing pretended to be calm and collected on the surface, but in fact, she was laughing all the time in her heart.
Are you kidding me? Several deputy commanders of the Soul Refining Mage Realm dare not say that they can kill a peak-level monster with one palm. No matter how evil Ye Congwen is, he is just a warlock who has expanded his muscles and expanded his veins. Where did he get the confidence?
Could it be that there is another unknown conspiracy?
"I bet on a Hong-level magic core. I win. No matter which of you wins the Hong-level magic core, it belongs to me."
"What if you lost?"
"How could I possibly be defeated by three of you, a defeated general? Isn't that just an idiot's dream?"
Ye Congwen looked at Zhen Yingjun who asked the question in disbelief, as if to say that I, Ye Congwen, would never accept an idiot like you as my apprentice.
"There are no absolutes in anything. Drinking cold water can fill the gap between your teeth. What if you don't kill the peak-level monster with one palm?"
Zhen Yingjun broke the casserole and asked, "It's not that I don't trust you as a master, it's mainly that I just want to learn your unique skills."
"At worst, the Hong-level magic core belongs to you. If I can't even kill a peak-level monster with one palm, how can I have the dignity to take the Hong-level magic core?"
Zhen Yingjun was impressed by Ye Congwen's confidence. Just as he was about to compliment him, he felt that something was wrong.
"You mean that if you lose, you, Ye Congwen, will voluntarily give up the qualification to compete for the Hong-level magic core?"
Jia Zhenzhen thought that without Ye Congwen, a powerful enemy, her chances of winning the Hong-level magic core would be 10% greater. If it's divided among four people, I'm only 20% sure. If it's divided among three people, I'm at least 30% sure. I vaguely feel it is a good deal.
"Your brigade next to you only has two squads. Even if you win a big victory, you will only have two battle merits. You, Ye Congwen, don't have the Hong-level magic core. Why should I bet on this with you?"
Bian Wanqing exposed it mercilessly from the side. This guy was showing off again, but Zhen Yingjun and Jia Zhenzhu almost fell into his trap.
Zhen Yingjun and Jia Zhenzhu suddenly woke up and immediately scolded Ye Congwen for his whims. This kind of trick also wanted to deceive us, the direct descendants of the Three Prefectures, and treat us as idiots.
Without saying a word, they dispersed, vowing never to harp on Ye Congwen, a little liar, as they would be tricked by him if they were not careful. And they are fooling us with such low-grade tricks. It’s so disrespectful!
"Come back, come back, at worst, how about I add a bottle of Qianqian's fairy water? After eating that thing, you will be rejuvenated. The more women eat, the prettier they become, and the more men eat, the more handsome they become. Don't you want to become as handsome as me?"
"I bother!"
Jia Zhenzhu spat, turned around and left. Zhen Yingjun cursed and wanted to warn Ye Congwen not to use the word handsome. But I am afraid that he will bully others by swallowing the magic core and not care about it like a child.
"Don't regret it. My secret skill is even coveted by the commander's soldiers. Without a treasure like the Hong-level Demonic Core as a bet, how can the royal family's secret skill be easily revealed to others?
What if the court finds out and sends some powerful officials to hunt me down? "
Ye Congwen just had to openly say that he knew the Xuanyuan Royal Family's unique skill Liuhe Bahuang Jue, and he was not bragging or lying, because once he used the ninth form Liuhe Bahuang Jue, he would really beat the peak level monster alive. dead.
I swear, it's cruel.
It's a pity that Zhen and Jia were focused on hunting the Dacheng Realm monsters and didn't want to talk to Ye Congwen. Ye Congwen had no choice but to give up and turned around to find Bian Wanqing on the left looking at him with an appreciative smile. As for what he was laughing at, let him Ye Congwen guessed by himself.
"Miss Bian, if you don't give me an opportunity to show off my unique skills, you can't count me as breaking my promise."
When Bian Qianqian saw that Ye Congwen had solved the problem like this, she couldn't help but smile and commanded the Four Directions Bagua formation more quickly. Even Ye Rulang and his wife who were sitting next to the formation and taking a rest were surprised.
For three days in a row, Ye Congwen stared at Ye Congwen from behind the giant formation, commanding the formation like a wolf and a tiger. He only knew how to mechanically stick to the rules, whether to attack or not, and to defend or not. He missed the perfect opportunity to lure the enemy deeper and then lay siege. Good opportunity.
He made several mistakes and relied on the giant's physical advantage to forcefully resolve the crisis. He blindly relied on brute force to resolve the crisis. In the future, if his physical strength was exhausted, he was afraid that there would be casualties.
The giant's force value is full, but unfortunately his brain value is not satisfactory. He is only suitable for charging into battle, and there is no hope of using his brain at all.
In the team with the surname Pang, Bian Qianqian is a disciple of the Third House and doesn't like to delve into formations. Lin Xiaoyu can't even hope for it. He has been waiting for Yu Yueyue to come out of seclusion. Unfortunately, his relationship with the giant is on the same level.
I really don’t know what these people will do once I go to the Lost Trail Forest to find my inheritance?
Ye Congwen helplessly looked at Bian Wanqing, Jia Zhenzhu, and Zhen's handsome team. After three days, the Dacheng realm monsters have been attacked one after another. Only the peak realm monsters are struggling. According to the current situation, the peak realm monsters can only survive for three days at most. Warcraft's trump card energy must be forced out.
This means that the three of them have to make their first military exploits one after another. These three teams are very powerful. Once they hunt down the peak-level monsters, they will definitely work together to assist other teams in hunting the monsters.
In this way, one pass to ten, ten to a hundred, will roll up to the entire battlefield like a snowball. The warlocks of the Three Prefectures will beat up the lost dogs, and I am afraid they will not be as cautious and ineffective as usual. Once you taste the sweetness and become red-blooded, it is absolutely possible for ten teams to achieve a military exploit.
"The children of the three houses have each made ten military exploits. In addition to the forty-four ambushes of my own, even if the kill rate is only half, twenty military exploits can not only ensure that the Hong-level magic core does not fall into the hands of others, but also provide The leader hunted down forty or fifty peak-level monsters.
It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone. With such a great contribution, it is not too much to exchange it for the Eighteen Forms, Six Integration and Eight Desolate Jue of the Erjiuji Realm, right? "
Ye Congwen secretly planned and thought about it many times. When he was sure that everything was in order, he was ready to swallow the magic core and use the treasure body tempering technique to kick off the counterattack.
Suddenly, the surroundings suddenly filled with smoke, and the mountains and woods in the distance were invisible. Only the roars of monsters and the sounds of fighting could be heard.
There was a confusion all around. Everyone could only hear his voice but not see his person. This sudden change frightened everyone. Especially those warlocks who were in the realm of making cauldrons, all of them had no intention of fighting, and were running around in a hurry. Many people bumped into each other, and their heads were bruised and bloody.
Ye Congwen immediately used his body as light as a swallow to get into the giant's four-way Bagua formation. He came to Bian Qianqian and ordered on her behalf:
"All giants obey:
Immediately close the formation, counterattack to defend, and form a black turtle shield formation. "
When Bian Qianqian saw Ye Congwen coming back, she stopped taking charge of the formation. She wanted to retreat quietly, but suddenly the smoke filled the air. Although she was close at hand, she couldn't see Ye Congwen's face. He was so frightened that he asked:
"Little Ye Zi, what's wrong with you? Why can't I see you?"
Ye Congwen reached out and grabbed Bian Qianqian's hand. He was also surprised and puzzled. The person was clearly in front of him, but he couldn't see the person while holding hands. The smoke was so weird!
"This fog is weird. Let's hold hands and hold it tight."
Ye Congwen warned cautiously, and was about to ask the giants to report their numbers to confirm safety, when he suddenly heard the direct descendants of the three prefectures shouting excitedly:
"The Lost Forest has appeared! The Lost Forest has appeared! Everyone, stay where you are and don't move. There will be a lighthouse to guide everyone in soon."
There were excited shouts all around, and even the magical beasts in the distance were lying on the ground and no longer fighting with the warlocks.
"Deputy Commander Ye, where are you? Mizonglin shows up, let's work together, okay?"
Suddenly, a charming Tiancheng's voice came from the fog in front of him, and Ye Congwen knew that it was Bian Wanqing approaching him.
Suddenly feeling Bian Qianqian's hand tightening, Ye Congwen asked gently:
"Qianqian, I will take you into the Lost Forest to search for the inheritance of the Demon King. Will you go?"
Bian Qianqian's eyes were filled with tears, and she wanted to nod in agreement, but Bian Wanqing was watching eagerly from the side. If she dared not obey the arrangement of her ancestors, the entire Lixi branch would suffer. He could only shake his head and refuse:
"Little Ye Zi, you go with sister Wan Qing. My strength is too low. If I follow you, I will only become a burden to you.
If you pick up a first-class treasure, just show it to me when the time comes. "
"Did your ancestors threaten you?"
"It's nothing, don't make random guesses. I can't even refine precious medicines, so how can I have the mind and energy to find other inheritances?
Besides, there are so many warlocks from the family named Pang who are in the Cauldron-Building Nayuan Realm. If they don’t have one or two people with the strength of the Strength and Pulse Extension Realm to help them hold down the formation, once the Four Directions Bagua Formation is broken, someone will be killed! "
Seeing that Bian Qianqian had made up her mind, Ye Congwen stopped trying to persuade her. He suddenly thought that there were eighty-eight giants lurking in the Beast Mountain Range, waiting to give the monster a fatal blow.
If all the masters of the Expansion of Strength and Pulse Realm in the Desolate Level Battlefield enter the Lost Forest, won't they be in a very bad situation? The assassinating hunter suddenly turned into the prey, and these giants had no knowledge of the outside world. What chance did two cauldron-making Nayuan-level warlocks have in winning against a peak-level monster?
Without delay, Ye Congwen quickly pulled Bian Qianqian to him. Although he couldn't see the figure, he could probably estimate the position of the ears and whispered:
"When the tide of the Lost Forest recedes, you take these one hundred giants wearing four-color treasure clothes and go inside to pick up the eighty-eight giants. Get the four-color elixir and come back quickly. You must not fight against the monsters!"
Bian Qianqian also knew the seriousness of the matter. These monsters were not exhausted at all, and Ye Congwen was not here. How could these tripod-casting Nayuan realm warlocks hunt down the peak realm monsters?
If he misses, the giant will probably be buried in the Beast Mountain Range.
"Please, show me your majesty as a master. As long as you bring them out safely, I will give you a Hong-level magic core."
Bian Qianqian opened her eyes wide and looked at Ye Congwen, but unfortunately she couldn't see anything. She secretly guessed that Ye Congwen was in a hurry and sought medical treatment, putting all his hope on herself.
It can be seen that the giant is really in big trouble this time. In order to increase credibility, Bian Qianqian calmly agreed:
"Don't worry, I will bring them out safely."
The fog was thick and the whole world was confused. Suddenly, an oil lamp appeared in the distance, like a lighthouse on the navigation road, red and bright, guiding everyone on the road.
Ye Congwen turned around and took Lin Xiaoyu's hand, giving her four bottles of Nether Cold Spring for safekeeping. Lin Xiaoyu understood and secretly wrote the word "Reassured" on Ye Congwen's palm.
"Vice Commander Ye, are you ready? Let's set off together?"
Bian Wanqing stood not far away and reminded them. She was very satisfied with Bian Qianqian's respectful attitude, so she didn't bother them to say goodbye.
"Call me by my name. We are all teammates who depend on each other for life. It's too harsh to call me that anymore."
Ye Congwen walked forward following the voice and asked curiously:
"Will the Bian Mansion send you alone? Where are your two big followers? Aren't they with you?"
Two snorts immediately came from the side, obviously dissatisfied with Ye Congwen's discrimination against their age.
"Don't you know that the stronger you are and the younger you are, the deeper you can go into the Lost Forest? My two sisters are several years older than your sister Qianqian and are not qualified to enter the Lost Forest."
Bian Wanqing threw a soft nail at Ye Congwen, let's see if you can still use your words.
"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance. I thought they were only 23 or 24 years old like you. They are really good at taking care of themselves."
"Stop talking, the Lost Forest is about to regain its momentum. Let's stand together hand in hand, otherwise we will be thrown away separately."
Bian Wanqing was generous, reaching out and holding Ye Congwen's hand tightly. Although he couldn't see it, Ye Congwen could feel the softness of his fingers clasping together, as cold as a cold-blooded animal.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a strong attraction in the distance. Ye Congwen felt like he was falling into the clouds, and his whole body slowly receded with the mist.
Everyone seemed to have entered a fairyland, only hearing their voices but not seeing their people. They were all cautious at first, for fear of encountering something unexpected. Even if they hit a towering tree, they would be hurt to death.
Even Ye Congwen and Bian Wanqing were leaning sideways and testing the front with their hands from time to time. After all, they couldn't see clearly now, and there were giant trees everywhere on this desolate battlefield. At such a fast speed, once they collided with each other, , ranging from a crooked nose to a disfigured face, they are all handsome men and beauties, how can we be careless about this?
Unexpectedly, after waving for several hours, not to mention the giant tree, not even a blade of grass was touched. Without the danger of touching their noses, everyone started laughing again.
As the fog beneath their feet closed faster and faster, everyone seemed to be flying close to the ground. The freedom of soaring like a bird made people scream loudly.
Ye Congwen's mood seemed to become cheerful as the laughter burst out around the listeners, and he asked Bian Wanqing:
"When we become Soul Refining Masters, will we be able to fly freely like this?"
"Flying in the air is the basic skill of the Soul Refining Mage, and it consumes a lot of energy. The energy in our cauldron of Expanding Muscles and Expanding Veins will be squandered in just an hour."
Bian Wanqing was on guard and taciturn all the way, and the laughter and laughter of the people around her seemed unable to affect her. Only when Ye Congwen mentioned the Soul Refining Master, did Ye Congwen feel a trace of emotion from the palm of his slender and greasy palms. fluctuation.
This is also a cultivator, and only when she talks about things that interest her will she feel mental fluctuations. Ye Congwen then asked:
"So wouldn't this flying skill be useless? If we travel thousands of miles to hunt monsters, only to find out when we arrive at the scene that the energy in the cauldron has been squandered, isn't that asking for death?"
