And most of the hundreds of people around are so-called spiritual monks, who can absorb spiritual energy, countless times more powerful than ordinary people, as for how powerful? These subordinates can't say that they are ugly.

The old man of the pot treated Li Meng quite well, and even let Li Meng skillfully use the language spoken by these people, it should be that Ah Guo once knew how to let Li Meng learn most of it.

It wasn't until the middle of the night that Li Meng was busy and fell asleep, tired enough, and the old man in this pot asked him to come and eat only one meal of potatoes.

In the middle of the night, there was a terrible scream, weapons clashing, The shouting suddenly woke Li Meng up, Li Meng was frightened as soon as he opened his eyes, and there were scenes of fighting everywhere, a samurai with a swarthy spear in his hand was three or four meters away, and the one opposite was a masked man, holding a long sword, and the weapons of the two immediately sent out a huge circle of light as soon as they collided, and the aperture was half a meter in diameter, which should be the so-called aura collision, the samurai and the masked man each took a few steps back and fought equally, and then, the two rushed up again.

Not too far away, Captain Qixia held a small shield in his left hand and a crescent knife in his right hand, slashing a masked man to the ground in three or two strokes.

Farther away, the disheveled Three Princes of Muyuan were running out of their tents under the escort of hundreds of warriors, and within two or three kilometers of the camp, thousands of masked people were rushing towards the place where the Three Princes of Muyuan were.

"Boy, the opportunity has come, it's up to you how much you will gain this time, have you seen those dead spirits? and the weapons, precious materials, and armor on their bodies are all needed by this god. ”

"Old pot, there are a lot of these things, how can you collect them?

"Who said that the corpses were collected, they have aura on them that has not yet dissipated, as long as the pot mask of the god of this pot can take away those aura in an instant, those sword weapons are even better things, the god of this pot is going to be sent this time, these masked people are too timely. ”

Li Meng was already frightened by this sword and sword, that cart loaded with ingredients was a good place to hide, how to hide so many good things?

"Old pot, not now, it's too dangerous outside, wait for them to kill for a while, these ingredients are all good things, now I don't accept it and wait for the fight to finish, but there is no chance." ”

"Whatever you want, but these things are far worse than those swords, the god of this pot can bring you back a little, you can't eat it now, once you eat it, it will only benefit this body, and it will be noticed by those spirits immediately, no one cares about it now, and someone will take care of it after the fight." ”

Li Meng's belly was slandered, these corpses had to absorb the aura, and the sword did not have his share at all when he returned, and now in society, swords are controlled items, and there is no chance to show off, the most useful thing is those ingredients, and it is his own to eat it in his mouth.

Li Meng, who played Ah Guo, packed the best things in the food cart into the pot, since the old man of the pot has such a great ability, there should be no problem in collecting some things, the old man of the pot does not object, it means that he can do it, as for rubbing the oil, it is for sure, the old man of the pot can leave half of Li Meng content.

"Boy, it's almost over, the spirit warrior is fighting very fast, and if you don't take it anymore, the surrounding escort troops will rush over. ”

"Right away. ”

Li Meng's harvest is most of the spiritual ingredients, this pot old man really has some ability, and he has collected as many things as a few pots.

When Li Meng jumped out of the car, the area around the campsite had been much cleaner, and the third prince of Muyuan no longer knew where to go, and it was very likely that he had fled far away under the protection of the guards.

Except for three or two servants who were probing their brains, only those guards and masked people who were seriously injured couldn't walk, and the surroundings were much quieter.

Li Meng pretended to rescue those warriors, and by the way, he checked how the masked people were doing, but Li Meng looked fake, only looking at those who were motionless, and those who were howling didn't care.

Li Meng is just a back-erre, neither a doctor nor a guard, and Li Meng is not worried about being questioned afterwards.

There was really not much time left for Li Meng, but in ten minutes, a large group of warriors in bright armor galloped from a distance, these people were dressed almost the same as those of the escort warriors, only a little difference in some details, Li Meng collected it in the past ten minutes, there were dozens of unlucky eggs who hung up, hundreds of all kinds of strange and brilliant swords, weapons, armor, materials, etc.

Li Meng saw that those escort troops were coming and quickly stopped, after this group of people inspected the surroundings and found no important people and active masked assassins, only a small team of people was left to patrol here, and the others immediately followed the traces of the fight to the distance, the samurai left behind by the team immediately began to clean up the battlefield, began to treat those injured samurai, the injured masked people were all imprisoned, and there was no chance to start, and then until dawn, Li Meng had been honestly staying with those subordinates, occasionally burying the corpses according to the arrangement, extinguishing the tents that had not been burned, and the surrounding tentsThe materials carried were badly damaged, and many of them had been burned.

Something big happened, Li Meng and dozens of ordinary servants and maids were gathered together, it seems that today is not to think about free activities, the situation of the third prince is not clear, and there may be things like catching the mole and tracking down the masked man next, such a thing is naturally not Li Meng's business.

"Old Guo, should we go back? I'm afraid it will take a few days for the matter here to end, how is our harvest?"

The old man of the pot said impatiently: "It's still early, where is this going? This pot god has his own arrangement, it is not easy to come once, and he must reap the benefits." ”

"Old pot, will there be problems with my skin after a long time?"

"Don't worry, the god of this pot has already been arranged, the time here and there are not the same, you will know when you go back, a few days will be here, and it may only be a few minutes before we go back." ”

Really? Li Meng was skeptical, it would be nice if this was the case, but this pot old man could only believe half of it.

It was another afternoon, a team of samurai came to receive them, ordinary people, Li Meng and the others received a notice to return to the capital, and the person who led the team was the captain of Qixia, the female captain of Qixia was full of energy and heroic, and she didn't see the appearance of being injured in the battle at all.

This female captain should have made meritorious contributions, but no one knew what happened to the third prince of Muyuan, and those guards never mentioned the matter of the third prince.

Li Meng actually found Director Barry in the team, this old boy's thigh was broken, not a sword wound, it was broken, the guards found him in a pit, and he was dying when he found him, everyone guessed that he should have escaped and fell into the pit, but he himself defended that he accidentally fell into it when he protected the retreat of the three princes, and the people privately discussed that the place where the pit was located was far from the place where the three princes retreated.

But now the situation of the third prince is not clear, so no one really delves into this matter, and although Director Barry is only a small person, he is a big man for these subordinates.