Chapter Two Thousand and Twenty-Eight: I'd rather die than give in in three steps!
"Xiao Fan, Tang Chuqiu appeared! I just returned to Huaxia, and now in the capital of Tianfu, I have Cai Miao's sister by my side, Cai Yumeng. ”
At the moment when Tang Chuqiu walked out of the airport of Tianfu Capital, the pervasive intelligence network of the PD Alliance had already grasped the news.
Wei Liang passed the news to Xiao Fan as soon as possible, waiting for Xiao Fan's next decision.
"Did it show up?"
Xiao Fan was not surprised or pleased, but frowned slightly: "I know that I will not allow him to enter the Dao, why does he still appear in such a high-profile manner?"
"Maybe you think we shouldn't be able to find him for a while?" Wei Liang guessed.
Xiao Fan shook his head, did not speak, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"The most handsome master in the world! Xiao Fan is handsome! I can't stand it!"
The screams of the desert sounded outside the door, Wei Liang looked out of the window, and saw the desert squatting in the courtyard, each carrying a stone of dozens of catties in both hands, and at this moment, the slightly thin body has been trembling, and the whole body is soaked with sweat.
When the desert saw that Wei Liang was looking at him, he immediately squeezed his eyebrows and motioned for Wei Liang to save him, but Wei Liang shrugged his shoulders, saying that he could not do anything.
Although the desert belongs to the rear strategic members and does not need to fight the front line, there will always be surprises.
Now the war has not yet completely begun, and the desert has not yet shown his extraordinary level of strategy.
But Xiao Fan can foresee that in the future, the desert will become a terrifying mythical figure on the battlefield, and he can make thousands of people, or even hundreds of thousands of people, disappear without making a move!
This is the horror of the battlefield commander.
Once that happens, the enemy will inevitably want to be decapitated!
Martial Arts City is the base camp and the rear area, but who can guarantee that no one will force their way in? Who guarantees that no one will sneak in?
Xiao Fan has seen too many murderous characters who sacrifice everything and do not compromise in order to achieve their goals.
In order to avoid being assassinated by the desert in the future and being directly beheaded, Xiao Fan is now determined to forge the desert.
The ghost disciples have laid a solid foundation for the desert, and what Xiao Fan has to do now is to let the desert quickly accumulate all kinds of actual combat experience.
"Order the bloody hand to return, and from tomorrow onwards, carry out all kinds of assassination operations against the desert, do you know what I mean?" Xiao Fan patted Wei Liang's shoulder.
Weiliang opened his mouth and couldn't help but gasp.
The Bloody Hand Organization, every member is at least above the acquired realm, and is proficient in various assassination techniques, and may not have much advantage in frontal combat, but when it comes to sneak attack and assassination, they can fight beyond the level and kill targets stronger than them.
Now, the Bloody Hand Organization is on the battlefield in the western Tibetan Plateau, preparing to meet the onslaught of cultivators from the third and third countries of India, and the number of cultivators gathered outside the Heavenly Trench Canyon has reached 200,000, and a big war is about to break out.
At this time, the recall of the Bloody Hand Organization is equivalent to losing a sharp dark blade for the battlefield of the Western Tibetan Plateau.
Xiao Fan did this just to train the desert!
Obviously, in Xiao Fan's mind, the gains and losses of the western Tibetan Plateau are not as good as the personal safety of the desert!
However, Wei Liang felt that this was too cruel to the desert.
The desert is only the fifth layer of martial arts, and among the martial artists, it belongs to the kind of rookie who is as fierce as a tiger and operates like a dog.
All the bloody hands carry out various types of assassinations against the desert, and I don't know if the desert will be hit to the point that there is nothing to love.
"Okay, then, Tang Chuqiu's ......" Wei Liang swallowed his saliva and looked at the desert with pity in his eyes.
"Tang Chuqiu doesn't have to worry about him for now, just keep an eye on him at all times, but if you can't monitor him, just monitor Cai Yumeng. Xiao Fan said.
"Good idea. Wei Liang nodded.
Tang Chuqiu's true character is male, suspicious by nature, almost demonic, and he is also cautious in his actions, I am afraid it will be difficult to follow.
But if you follow Cai Yumeng, it will be relatively easy, anyway, where Cai Yumeng is, Tang Chuqiu will definitely be there.
Weiliang strode away and went to make arrangements.
But after only going out for a minute, he hurriedly ran back again, his expression was solemn, with a touch of nervousness, and his breathing was a little short: "Mobei Battlefield, the cultivators are attacking again!"
"So fast!" Even Xiao Fan couldn't help but be surprised.
On the battlefield of Mobei, the yellow sand is all over the sky, it is already dusk at this moment, the remnant sun is like blood, the desert is lonely, and the overall atmosphere is full of iron and blood.
On the side of the martial arts camp, just now after dinner in batches, the Western cultivators had already lined up and strode over.
The black horn still stood thousands of meters ahead, becoming the dividing point between the army of warriors and cultivators.
"How can these miscellaneous creatures dare to launch a second wave of attacks so quickly, aren't they afraid that the morning breeze will sing another song?" Xu Guang frowned, staring at the black crowd at the end of his gaze.
Mei Sanbu next to her wiped her face, and her face was a little heavy: "The people who came are not good, I'm afraid they have already found a way to deal with Morrowind." ”
"Then what should I do?" Xu Guang asked: "More than 200,000 cultivators are swarming up, even if we rely on the formation and other hole cards, it is estimated that there will be heavy casualties, and it is rumored that there are tens of thousands of cultivator reinforcements coming from the European side. ”
"So we're sure we'll fail? Why don't we run away first, take care of ourselves, and then there will be a period. Mei pouted in three steps, hugged her fist at Xu Guang, and then turned around and left.
"!" Xu Guang was stunned, and couldn't help but burst out foul language, and a middle finger was directly given to Mei Sanbu.
After taking a few steps, Mei Sanbu stepped back, with a serious face: "When the ancient martial arts world is in danger, it is the responsibility of the husband, how can a person like me, who is handsome and chivalrous, stand by and watch? Xu Guang, I think I can save the world." ”
Xu Guang's gaze looked through Mei Sanbu and saw a woman in white walking towards him.
"Ji Qingcheng!" Xu Guang was surprised.
This woman is Ji Qingcheng, dressed in white, and independent in the world.
Mei Sanbu raised her head and chest, her face was solemn, two cyan daggers were clenched in her hands, her wrists were flipped, and the daggers rotated rapidly, and her posture was very handsome.
"Who am I? I am Mei Sanbu! I am twenty-seven years old this year, my appearance and strength coexist, and I am currently single! Although I have not yet felt the taste of love, it doesn't matter! For the sake of the ancient martial arts world, for the inheritance of martial artists, and for the sake of saving thousands of colleagues in dire straits! I Mei Sanbu would rather die than give in!"
The words were impassioned, full of indomitable enthusiasm, reflecting a rare quality of perseverance, which made people hear and burst into tears.
Xu Guang's face twitched, how did he not know that Mei Sanbu, a slut, saw Ji Qingcheng's arrival and deliberately behaved in front of the beauty?
"Master Xu. ”
Ji Qingcheng's voice was as cold as jade, with a smile on his face, and he bowed slightly to Xu Guang.
"Miss Allure, why are you here?" Xu Guang hugged his fists and said, "Could it be that the Ji family wants to participate in the Mobei battlefield?"
"Master Xu has misunderstood, the Ji family will go to the Western Tibetan Plateau, and this time I came to the city, just to ask about the whereabouts of my cousin Ji Lingyan. Ji Tingcheng said.
"Ji Lingyan?" Xu Guang replied: "When I decided to hide from the world before, Ji Lingyan had already left, didn't she return to Ji's house?"
Ji Chengcheng bowed his head a little, and shook his head again: "Thank you Lord Xu for informing me, it seems that my cousin has another place to go, and the war on the western Tibetan plateau is about to start, and it is inconvenient for Chengcheng to stay for a long time, so I will leave first." ”
After speaking, Ji Qingcheng turned around and left, without looking at Mei Sanbu from beginning to end.
When Ji Qingcheng walked away, Xu Guang said to Mei Sanbu: "Brother Mei, let's go, let's discuss countermeasures." ”
"What countermeasures?" Mei Sanbu rolled her eyes: "You are the commander of the Mobei battlefield, I am just a salted fish, if I can win, I will shout 666, if I can't win, I will leave." ”
"Malegobi!" Xu Guang was furious: "You said before that you can save the world, and you would rather die than give in!"
"What's that?" Mei turned around and ran in three steps: "It's just talking, don't take it seriously." ”
(End of chapter)