Although the third-level offensive skills of Thunder Dao are everywhere in Fengxi Sect, you can get them as long as you work hard for three or four years.
But in an area like Pengcheng, it is extremely rare, precious and rare!
A third-level Thunder Dao offensive technique can become the foundation of a small clan, allowing them to profit repeatedly in battles.
Compared with getting Hong Yuan's promise, it is like comparing porcelain with jade.
At this moment, because of Hong Yuan's order, there was another bloody storm in Pengcheng.
Lianyun Mountains and Suiyun Mountains in Pengcheng.
A big man in black was holding a long knife and staring coldly at a pair of teenagers on the cliff ahead.
"Ma Guyuan, our Wang family treats you well. When you were living on the streets and had no food to eat, it was my grandfather who gave you a chore to give you a place to stay."
Wang Lei begged, "Now that you have obtained the "Lei Ge Tribulation", please let us live."
His younger brother Wang Zhiya also looked begging, extremely pitiful.
"Haha." Ma Dong laughed loudly, "Little master, aren't I just letting you live? As long as you give me the original copy of "Lei Ge Jie", I will retreat immediately."
Ma Dong did not believe that these two young men with a reputation for early wisdom would give him the "Lei Ge Tribulation" so easily. The real "Lei Ge Tribulation" must be in their hands.
What he has in his hands is most likely fake!
If he hadn't been afraid that these two little guys were standing on the top of the mountain and could jump into the Cangjiang River with one leap, Ma Dong would have pounced on them.
"Damn it, anyone who bites the Lord will be killed by everyone. Ma Dong, don't be too proud."
Seeing the rebellious spirit of the slave in front of him, Wang Lei immediately cursed angrily, then turned around and jumped into the Cangjiang River with his young brother in his arms.
Boom!
There was a loud noise and water splashing high. Ma Dong hurried to the top of the mountain and looked down.
"Damn little thing, you would rather die than fulfill me." Ma Dong's eyes were filled with anger and anger.
But soon, Ma Dong laughed sadly.
"You are really strong-willed, but even if you escape the devouring of Cangjiang River and escape from the palm of my hand, can you escape the pursuit of the hungry wolves from the Giant Whale Gang and the Chang Lake Chamber of Commerce?"
…
…
Today the weather is clear, sunny and cloudless. It is a suitable day for an outing.
At the invitation of Xiao Yue'er's niece, Hong Yuan went to the General's Mansion to prepare for an outing with Xiao Yue'er, which made him feel even happier.
"Gu insects, talismans, formations, medicinal powder..."
"Bows and arrows, black robes, night clothes, war horses..."
Hong Yuan was taking inventory of his equipment in the training room of Dongyu Fangfangzheng. After everything was inventoried and prepared, Hong Yuan went out.
With these tools and the "Flying Bird" killing move, he was sure to escape with Xiao Yue'er even if a fourth-level warrior attacked.
Don't worry about winning, think about running first.
Hong Yuan has some experience with running away.
"Da da~"
Hong Yuan sat on the carriage of the General's Palace and watched from a distance as the coachman scolded Fang Qiu, using the prestige of the General's Palace to act arrogantly.
When the people saw the carriage traveling, they gave way one after another.
Those warriors with their own status wanted to teach the ignorant horseman a lesson, but when they saw the black wolf flag, they suddenly lost their voices and looked at the carriage in awe.
And this made the groom even more arrogant and raised his head, almost like looking at people through his nostrils.
"To each other, at this moment."
Hong Yuan realized something and looked at the groom, thinking of taking advantage of the situation.
If he didn't have the skin of General Mansion, this groom would have been killed by other warriors long ago if he dared to be so arrogant.
Inexplicably, Hong Yuan thought of his monster clone. Without the protection of the Xuan Jiao Demon Saint, Huan Yuelu, Yuan Juedi and other great demons would have cut him into pieces long ago.
However, without the protection of the Xuanjiao Demon Saint, he would not act so arrogantly.
"It seems that personal efforts are important, but a suitable platform is even more important at certain times~" Hong Yuan thought to himself.
…
While Hong Yuan was thinking, General Pengcheng's Mansion arrived.
The carriage stopped steadily at the designated location in the mansion, and at this time the groom also lowered his head and turned into a low-brow look.
The groom didn't look as arrogant as he did in the inner city just now. There was a huge difference between the two appearances.
Hong Yuan no longer cared about this little groom.
"Little uncle!"
Xiao Yue'er smiled, spread her hands, stepped quickly with her short legs, and rushed toward Hong Yuan's arms.
After two months of getting along, the relationship between Hong Yuan and his niece, Xiao Yue'er, can be said to be very harmonious.
The main reason is that Hong Yuan knows how to make children happy and has enough time to understand Xiao Yue'er's likes and dislikes.
"Haha, Xiao Yue'er has become much cuter again."
Hong Yuan picked up Xiao Yue'er and tapped her nose lovingly.
At this moment, Xiao Yue'er is wearing a white fox hat and light white plain clothes, with a light blue butterfly spreading its wings embroidered on the skirt.
Her silky ink-colored hair hangs freely around her waist. She has a slender figure and a slim waist, and is as cute as a fairy.
She is like a little princess, no, in the Pengcheng area, her status is more precious than that of a princess!
"Hey, uncle is coaxing me again."
Although Xiao Yue'er's tone was dissatisfied, her smiling eyes had already shown her feelings.
"How could I be coaxing you? I am stating the facts. If you don't believe me, you can ask everyone." Hong Yuan replied.
Even though Xiao Yue'er was just a precocious three-year-old child, Hong Yuan did not deal with it casually, but treated Xiao Yue'er as a little adult.
Perhaps, this is why he was able to gain Xiao Yue'er's trust~
"It's the best, it's the best~"
"It's exactly what Hongfang said, little master, you are naturally cute."
"Indeed, even the bright moon in the sky looks a bit bleak compared to you, my little master."
"..."
The maids and old ladies nodded in response, making Xiao Yue'er happy.
After Hong Yuan waved to his senior brother, he took Xiao Yue'er and set off for the Lianyun Mountains.
A large group of people followed Hong Yuan and Xiao Yue'er. As for the warriors alone, there were three third-level warriors, nine second-level warriors, and several first-level warriors.
This power is enough to overthrow most sects and families in Pengcheng.
The top of the tower of the General's Mansion.
Mo Jiuyou looked at the departing people and thought for a moment.
"Moshan."
Following Mo Jiuyou's call, a figure suddenly appeared at the top of the tower. He was half-kneeling on the ground, listening to Mo Jiuyou's instructions.
"You should also go along, your mission is to protect Xiao Yue'er's safety." Mo Jiuyou ordered.
Mo Shan was a dead warrior he had worked hard to cultivate. Although his strength had just reached the level of a fourth-level warrior, he was still a fourth-level warrior with a weak foundation, but he was more than enough to protect Xiao Yue'er in secret.
"Yes, sir."
Mo Shan's figure gradually disappeared, and there was no sound anymore. At this moment, Mo Jiuyou calmed down and continued to deal with chores.
As a true disciple of the Fengxi Sect, he was in charge of not only the military, but also a series of matters including personnel appointments, financial operations, etc. He could be called a transit envoy.
(End of chapter)
