Another day when the sun was setting in the west, the convoy advanced more than 60 miles to the south, and those monsters followed the convoy two or three miles away, and the number had soared to more than 300 heads, and it looked bare from a distance, which was magnificent.

Those with good eyes can see the sweat on their bodies, oily and reflected in the sun, like sauce poured on barbecue. When the convoy stopped, they also stopped, sat down on the ground with their sturdy buttocks, curled up on their hind limbs, and propped up their forelimbs, quietly watching the large group of people and horses eat, like a domestic dog.

In the evening, when the temperature drops, they will also snuggle up to each other and keep warm. But these gentleness is superficial, and only those who have dealt with them in close proximity know how violent and cruel they are, and how inhuman they are.

At noon, Huang Yunqing and more than 300 other squad leaders were called out and gathered in front of the command vehicle. She asked the others to eat first without waiting for her. Within a quarter of an hour, the assembly was disbanded, and the squad leaders returned to their respective chariots.

"Boss Huang, what are the instructions from above?" Xu Fat'er was chewing on the bun, and when he opened his mouth, two sticky grains fell to his chest, and he pulled them out of the placket of his clothes without care, and sucked them into his mouth.

"Two things are announced. cough cough," Huang Yunqing took a sip of the teacup, pinched his throat with his hand, and then said, "From now on, the nominal and actual head of the sect will be Longji Zhenren." ”

"Poof, ahem. Xu Fangle choked and squirted out a mouthful of food. He had never heard of a large sect in charge of a mere true realm cultivator, and this situation would only appear in a third-rate small sect. However, it is no wonder that the Infinite Sword Sect now exists in name only, but he feels that his grandfather can hardly represent the light and elegant image of the Sword Sect.

"Second thing. The Fuyao Sect Master had been poisoned a long time ago, but he had been suppressing it, and after he was completely demonized, he would become the demon lord of this dead land. Therefore, as long as the sect master is still sanity, we may not have to worry about being attacked by monsters. Huang Yunqing glanced at Zhang Jiabao when she spoke, and she always felt that the surrender of the monster should have something to do with him.

There was a low cry in the carriage.

"Then why do we go to great lengths to build chariots, we would have gone out a long time ago with this effort. "The person who spoke was called Wang Xiuwen, and he had a brother named Wang Xingwu who looked very similar to him, who seemed to be the heir of Fenghong Zhenren. What happened well with the two brothers was a young man named 'Rotten Fruit' with a somewhat ruffian personality, and these three were the masters who had poked Zhang Jiabao's back with his scabbard.

In addition, there is also a tall man named You Jin. Together with Xue Chao, these five were infected by Yu Man's spirit of seeing death as home when they were in Shaoxian, and they went to support another team in the farmland together.

"That's not necessarily, and the Fuyao Sect Master doesn't dare to guarantee whether he will stay awake all the time, or if the monster will always obey him. He also made it clear that no one should abandon the car. Huang Yunqing said.

"And how can we get this money without making these chariots? Zhang Jiabao expressed his opinion.

Wang Xiuwen nodded, "That makes sense." ”

"Hahahaha!"

This abrupt laughter came from Lao Wu, "If this is true, then the real person who has no real person will die a little unjustly." It turns out that the monster is a friend but not an enemy, tsk. But that thaumaturgy was an eye-opener. ”

Yu Man's pupils shrank, and he stepped over the crossbar with one foot, grabbing him by the collar, "What do you want to express?

"I said, it's not worth dying without a real person. If it weren't for the fact that he controlled the fires from the sky and lacked skills, the white thief freak wouldn't have been able to put him to death. Wu Yingcai tilted his head back, still smiling, "If I don't have old eyes and dizziness, I'm not mistaken." ”

Yu Man couldn't control it anymore, and slammed a punch into Wu Yingcai's face. Wu Yingcai staggered back a few steps and slipped against the wall of the car like mud.

"I know that you have a hatred for my master, and you have a hatred for Uncle Yan Yong and Uncle Chijiu, but now that several real people have sacrificed their lives for the sect, what else do you have in your heart that you can't get by? Yu Man gasped.

"You, or ...... Too young. I don't know what made Wu Yingcai smile all the time, he coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood, "In this world, what kindness, what love, what righteousness, are all fake." Only by living well and becoming a superior person can it be true. Otherwise, you will be like me, and you will be bullied when you are old. ”

"If you become a human being, you can send inferior people like us into the eighteenth layer of hell with the touch of a finger. Wu Yingcai's thumb nail pinched his little finger and stretched it out in front of Yu Man, his eyes were a little crazy.

"Alright. Uncle Wulai's dedication is obvious to all, if it weren't for him, the monster might have crawled in through the gap in the city wall and slaughtered the city. Huang Yun said lightly, "Aman don't pay attention to him, let's set off to keep up with the team." ”

Wu Yingcai got up and patted the ash behind him, and stepped over to the front of the car, "I'll go to the front, so as not to obstruct the eyes of this descendant." He turned his head and glanced at Yu Man, and smiled at Huang Yunqing again, "Boss Huang, the sect master will definitely be able to take us out alive, right?" The smile was a little grim.

Everyone didn't know why this old Uncle Wu's temperament became like this, just because he was stripped of the fat difference of the poultry garden by the high-level of the sect and demoted to the caretaker of the weaving workshop?

Not only did Fuyaozi reveal his 'secret', but he also offered to tie his hands and feet with ropes in order to make everyone feel at ease. At this point, people can't blame anything, on the contrary, they are moved. The sect master is about to lose his wisdom, and he is still thinking about whether these people can get out of the abyss, which can be described as sacrificing his life to become righteous.

For a while, people's hearts calmed down, and people looked forward to the day of the abyss.

That night, the bunk where the 296th squad slept was basically the same as last night, except that Wu Yingcai moved from the middle to the far left. And Xu Fat'er and his brother will cry when they can't see anyone at night, so they still hug it down and take it. Huang Yunqing was afraid that his brother would pee, and Xu Fat'er was afraid that his weight would turn over and crush his younger brother.

So tonight's baby bearer is Zhang Jiabao, and his sleeping position has been changed to the far right, because it is not so safe for a little baby to sleep in a crowd.

"I guess it's still sleepless tonight. Xu Fat'er stretched his waist, yawned with dark circles under his eyes and said, "Brother Zhang, you don't have to practice listening tonight, touching is more interesting than listening." ”

I don't know if Huang Yunqing understood the meaning of 'touch gong', at this time she turned her back to Zhang Jiabao, facing Jingli, her long eyelashes were motionless, and she seemed to be asleep. Zhang Jiabao was lying flat, holding the baby with one hand, and not knowing where to put the other hand. There are so many people, the space is so large, even if the hand is naturally put down, it will touch the place that should not be touched, if you sleep on your side and her butt-to-butt, it seems a little indecent......

"After a day of walking, there was no place to wash my feet, and the car stinked to death. Wu Yingcai muttered and got up and lit something similar to sandalwood.

As the night deepens, the aroma spreads. The body temperature and dark fragrance of the girl next to him made it difficult for Zhang Jiabao to sleep, and his feelings were also mixed, and his thoughts were also chaotic. After stepping into the Mochizuki realm, his hearing was excellent, and he heard whispers from the roof of the car.

"Dead ghost, what are you doing, you didn't make enough trouble last night?"

"There's no way, I can't stand it when others pee on me, I have to find a way to vent. You have to keep one of the three legs that can't be broken, right? Hey, hey, hey. ”

"Go ahead, my mother still has a stomachache now. ”

"Then you get it out for me with your mouth. ”

"You're embarrassed to say, how dirty that is. ”

"Then Lao Tzu has ever disliked your taste?"

"Maybe it's the same, you smell of and urine. Forget it, be a good lady and do good deeds. First of all, there can only be one tonight, and the price is discounted from last night, eight silver dollars. But I have to give me another two pieces of food and drink for you all the way to eat and drink Lazar, so it is still ten dollars of silver. ”

"Haha, you is good at business, and you know that the prettiest chicks aren't worth the price. But I like your cleverness, unlike some people who don't want to do it when they give him sweetness, and they have to eat and drink to do it. Haha, let go of the whole thing, you have the ability to serve Lao Tzu to death in your belly, and the money will be yours ......"

The woman washed the man's lower body with clean water, put on a half-undressed skirt, and sat down. After a while, there was a soft 'cat meow' sound wafting from the roof of the car.

In a daze, Zhang Jiabao felt Huang Yunqing turn over, his left arm and left leg on him, and this feeling made him very happy. The thicker and thicker sandalwood seemed to have a sleeping effect, and he finally fell into a deep sleep.

In Zhang Jiabao's dream, Huang Yunqing's left hand inadvertently touched his little Ding Ding, perhaps because she felt novel, she unconsciously played with it.

Zhang Jiabao's heart was pounding, and he pretended not to know, excitedly expecting her to go further. Little Tintin couldn't stand such a provocation, and became bigger and bigger, wanting to fight back against the enemy. With its head held high, it almost broke the tent in which it was sheltering.

Huang Yunqing tightened her grip, trying to control it, but she couldn't control it, and she was awakened by the feeling that was becoming more and more swollen and full. She exclaimed, and opened the tent where it was hiding. The first time I saw such a thing, I looked at it carefully and teased it carefully. Then she leaned down and took a curious bite......

"Uh......" Zhang Jiabao was woken up by a burst of warmth in his crotch, and when he looked sideways, Huang Yunqing's beautiful face was very peaceful, but his arms and legs were not put on him at all, it was just a dream just now.

Reaching out and touching the crotch, the little Ding Ding was very strong, and there was a layer of viscous and slippery liquid dripping from under it, like the blood of a dead soldier on the battlefield. Put your hand under your nose and smell it, there is a disgusting fishy smell.

"Dad, mother, I've become a man. Zhang Jiabao muttered to himself, looking at Huang Yunqing's sleeping face with a complicated expression, "But it's not Yamei who makes me a man." ”

"Tick!"

Something dripping down between the gap between the wall and the compartment board, Zhang Jiabao stretched out his hand and sniffed it.

It's fishy, but it's not the 'man's sign' fishy, it's the bloody.