Sensing the collision in his arms, the purple thunder and lightning joyfully gathered and disappeared into Zuoyang's palm like strands fleeing.
"I'm afraid you won't like it."
"Nonsense, I like your look." Everyone was surprised to find that the blood in her eyes had receded and was replaced by a pool of spring water.
"Wouyou, you are so beautiful."
She gave a playful look: "Isn't it too early to have erotic dreams at this time, husband." Ahem... what kind of nonsense is this damn girl talking about.
"let's go."
As he turned around, Zuo Yang's peripheral vision glanced at Zhisi Buyu who was standing aside. The two nodded and stood there waiting for the army to continue moving forward for about a few minutes before showing a fierce look and leading the other group leaders. Go down to the group of people who just made the rude remarks.
Before they even got close, they saw a group of men in black coming from behind. They were uniformly dressed in black combat uniforms, holding sharp daggers in their hands, and all of them covered their faces with a black scarf.
They targeted every talkative person and struck decisively and ruthlessly. Almost everyone's methods were the same, and their death methods were mostly the same. After cutting out their tongues and having their hearts removed from the body, there were some who resisted, but their deaths would be even worse. The struggling limbs will be unceremoniously folded in reverse.
The hunters' necks felt chilly at the sight... and it also shocked other people who were still watching the excitement, such as the "butcher" brought by Gu Bei and Mondo's "entourage".
A silent one-sided massacre was over before it started. Buyu wanted to go forward and argue. After all, these people had stolen their mission. Unexpectedly, they retreated after killing them without giving any chance. Their whereabouts were mysterious and difficult to figure out.
"I'm going to kill them, let's kill them!" No. 9 Lan Jiu, codenamed 9999, is a handsome man with a charming appearance. Don't be fooled by his appearance, or he will die miserably.
When he is not hunting, this guy occasionally goes to catwalks, which is consistent with his appearance. He is a rare culinary master in the butcher world.
Another team leader said: "Do you think their costumes look a bit like Hu Die's second sentence?"
"If you don't say it, you still don't think it is true." Everyone was chirping.
When Zhi Si told Zuo Yang what had happened, he only received a "got it", which was uneventful.
The Longyin Guards were dispatched... It was time to set off as soon as possible. Where everything would push him and Wuyou, he didn't know. He only knew that they were not fighting alone.
Five-dimensional space, Yingchuan Continent, Yunying City in Beiwu Kingdom.
On the mountainside of Qiming Mountain, every piece of land is covered with exotic flowers and grasses. Flowers and plants of various colors are also interspersed and swaying in the cracks of the rocks. The rich fragrance of herbs floats leisurely, making you feel relaxed and happy.
In an empty cave, there is a wooden table made of wood and a stone bench made of fallen rocks. It is a unique cave. The winding corridor in the cave is like a giant dragon hovering on Qiming Mountain.
This cave previously provided a lot of convenience for those who wanted to practice, because it was once a blessed place with the strongest spiritual energy in Yunying City. Later, due to the collapse of the entire Beiwu Kingdom's spiritual energy, no one cared about it anymore.
"Wolf team, who is this?" Looking at the poor man dragged in by the captain, the man in the same color camouflage asked in surprise.
Throwing the person to the ground, he walked to a row of clothes drying racks supported by branches, "He said his name was Huo Wanshan."
"Your surname is Huo? Why are you here?"
"Said he wanted to avenge that little coward."
"Pfft hahahahahaha... I'm sure I'm not here to kill someone."
After taking off his armed restraints and taking a look at the corridor, the man with glasses asked, "Pojun hasn't come back yet?"
"It takes half a day for the third captain to go down the mountain every time. You don't know that he likes to drink a few sips." The short-haired camouflage young Shota held a green herb in one hand and a small stone pillar in the other and kept tinkering.
His name is Suzusei, and he likes to make firearms. However, all materials here are scarce, so he has to turn to making pills, commonly known as "pills" that do not go into the medicine furnace. However, most of them are home remedies that he has figured out by himself. No one in the camp dares to try them. He didn't dare to do it himself, he had already saved a bag of pills.
He actually went to drink again, "The master hasn't been found yet, and if he lets his guard down like this, something will happen sooner or later."
"What can happen to me? I have been in this ghost place for five years and there is still no one. Did that boy Xing Yao lie to us?" At this time, a sturdy man stumbled in from outside the cave.
He grumbled when he heard him come in, and Sirius, who was sitting on the stone bench, became even more angry: "You still have the nerve to say that, if you hadn't been greedy for bad things and misremembered the time and space code, the brothers would have spent five years here and still wouldn't be able to get out. Is that so?" The more he spoke, the angrier he became, and the weapon he had just removed was re-equipped.
"Labour and management will make your memory long today. If you want to drink, just wait for me."
"Just wait...just wait." He said in a daze, then fell to the ground and fell asleep.
"Liu Huo, follow me down the mountain."
"Here we come." A fair-skinned young man wearing a white robe jumped up from the flowers on the side with a grass branch in his mouth.
The Fengming Army was divided into three teams for this mission. The captains of each team were Tianlang, Qisha, and Pojun. There were seven people in each team. Although they were not many, they were elites selected from thousands of miles away to take on important responsibilities.
Qiming Mountain is very large, and for the convenience of management, the garrison was divided into two camps.
Qisha dominates the top of the mountain, where there are many rare and exotic beasts. More importantly, it is to prevent Qisha and Pojun from fighting. In the past five years, Qisha has beaten Pojun no less than twenty times because of the time and space encoding.
At the foot of the mountain, Huo Yifei waited and saw his father rolling down. He couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "These barbarians won't kill my father."
"Ah! I'm going to find some help." As he spoke, he didn't even listen to his young master shouting at him to stop him, and ran away very far away.
"Uncle Luo has a good body!"
"I heard that Uncle Luo used to be famous as "Luo Qianli", and he could run faster than a horse."
"Hey, following my father is a waste of time."
Uh--Xiaodouzi ran out of words. What did his young master learn from those people on the mountain these years? There was not a single good word in his mouth.
"Master, someone is coming down the mountain."
Seeing the "bandit leader" from a distance, Huo Yifei wanted to run away, but he was stopped: "Little coward, go up the mountain and carry me back quickly."
"You...you killed him?"
"Yes, go and collect the corpse quickly, don't pollute the master's mansion." Liuhuo said casually as he strode behind Tianlang, completely ignoring the master and servant who fell down and fainted after hearing the bad news.
In the cave, Huo Wanshan rubbed his ragged buttocks and stood up, "This is...Qiming Mountain? I actually came up." See if his little brat dares to laugh at him for being a pustule.
He raised his eyes and saw a muscular man lying near the entrance of the cave. He stood on tiptoes and tried to walk past him.
"You're awake."
