Zeng Tianyou, who was splashed with blood all over his body, was still prostrate on the ground, his legs, feet and waist were piled up with minced meat, stumps and stump limbs, as well as smelly internal organs, Mu Ran's dim eyes flashed a slight flash of memory, and he regained his facial paralysis expression. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Propping up his body, Zeng Tianyou got up but did not clean up the minced meat on his body, he glanced at Wen Yiming, who opened his eyes again, and then turned his head and took a step forward, and said to the shopkeeper with a bloody face: "Fill!"

As he spoke, he placed the blood-stained storage bag on the counter and pulled out a beast core from his bosom.

After a while, the shopkeeper came back to his senses, grabbed the storage bag and turned around to put the many wine jars behind him into the bag in one go, and then handed the storage bag to Zeng Tianyou, but he did not accept the beast core.

When Zeng Tianyou left the tavern, he didn't know, he looked at Wen Yiming who was contemplating in fear from beginning to end.

In the entire tavern, it was not until Wen Yiming put away his gun and followed Zeng Tianyou out that a long sound of relief sounded.

"Oh Nyima, who's this, which team?"

"I'll do it, Lao Tzu's heart was about to beat just now, I'm really afraid that this killing god will say something again, and then burst out again. ”

"Special, I feel the same way, alas! Jiang Bo, this shrimp skin is handsome, look at it, the minced meat around here is really a colorful mourning hall. ”

"Tai Nima is shocked, killing people and wearing sugar gourds, grass! Xiao Er, don't clean up the place yet, why are you stunned, Lao Tzu will kill you with one shot. ”

"Your uncle, don't you use a knife?"

"you, can't you?"

“......”

Cui Lang looked at the wine and food in front of him that had not moved, felt that he had lost his appetite, and shook out of the tavern.

He cursed to himself, "Damn, what kind of sugar gourd? I bet these people won't want to eat sugar gourds anymore. ”

Wen Yiming followed behind Zeng Tianyou when he went out, turning on the aura of concentration, while pondering what he had just obtained, and at the same time following slowly in his perception.

Zeng Tianyou's pace was much faster when he left the tavern, and after leaving the town, he took out a jar of wine from the storage bag, patted open the mud seal and drank it, completely ignoring Wen Yiming behind him. I don't know if I don't care, or if I'm used to being tracked.

At least Wen Yiming knew clearly in his heart that it was impossible for Zeng Tianyou not to notice himself, not to mention that he did not deliberately hide his tracking, even if a master of the Martial King Period was decadent, his cultivation still existed, and he knew from the fact that he was beaten for half an hour without being injured.

It's just that Wen Yiming doesn't understand a little bit, Zeng Tianyou's cultivation was quite unstable in the early stage of the third layer of the Martial King. It was as if he had just been promoted to cultivation not long ago, but Wen Yiming felt that it was not like that.

Why is it difficult for a martial king to be promoted to cultivation, and Zeng Tianyou is said to have been down for at least ten years, so he must have not cultivated. Even if he automatically advanced to the fourth layer of the Martial King, his body should be quite strong because of the improvement of his cultivation, and Wen Yiming felt the strength of qi and blood in his body, but his vitality was not vigorous, and he was even a little decayed.

Then, there is only one reason, and that is because of the long-term neglect of cultivation and recuperation, and the cultivation in the midst of decadence and despair, which will lead to such signs.

Wen Yiming shook his head secretly, how difficult is it to let a Martial King be so loveless, eat and wait for death?

After entering a muddy and sandy barren mountain, Zeng Tianyou has been maintaining a constant speed, seemingly swaying at random with drunken steps, but Wen Yiming unconsciously raised his speed to the limit, and he almost lost it several times.

He was completely convinced that Zeng Tianyou was not deliberately trying to get rid of him, but spontaneously and casually speeding up his pace because of drinking, and he could even feel a sense of impatience with complex emotions from Zeng Tianyou, who was two hundred meters away.

"Gun King senior, please stay. Wen Yiming Zhenyuan was so lucky that he didn't dare to take half a step, so he had no choice but to shout out loud.

He didn't know where Zeng Tianyou was going or when he would stop. Although his true yuan was still enough to support him, he was afraid that he would lose it in the blink of an eye, so he would have to wait for a while.

The average level of water quality in Northern Xinjiang is much lower than that in Western Regions, but it is relatively evenly distributed. According to his understanding in Cui Lang's conversation, outside the city of Northern Xinjiang, most of them are the cultivation of great martial artists to military generals, but not in the city, samurai to martial arts will appear, martial kings are rarely seen, and there are not many martial saints in the entire northern Xinjiang, basically they belong to some big forces, and it is difficult to see.

The reason why Northern Xinjiang is more dangerous than the Western Regions is that the average level of martial arts outside the city is relatively high, and people will generally not leave the town until they are a great martial artist, and the other is because Northern Xinjiang is a place where fierce beasts and alien people are rampant.

In the wild, in addition to the mercenary team is the legion force, these two kinds of people are butchers who kill people without blinking, robbing houses and houses, and taking wives and concubines are commonplace, and it is even more common to kill people because of a little resource, which belongs to the normal category.

The reason why Wen Yiming didn't want to stay outside the city was because he considered the combat effectiveness of the team, and it was not suitable for survival in this bloody and primitive wilderness at all. It can be said that except for Kasaiaren and Amon, the rest are all flowers and plants in the greenhouse, and they have not experienced the dangers of the world, let alone the northern frontier where humans and beasts are indistinguishable.

He needs to come step by step, settle in the city first, and gradually lead people to take on some suitable bounty tasks to slowly improve the strength of the team.

For example, the strength of their current seven-person team is not enough, and his own martial artists account for four. If there is a conflict with other teams, it is estimated that every time it will be a fierce battle to the end, not counting the black iron team of twenty-five people.

Although Mi Xiaoxiao is a military general, he also knows that Mi Xiaoxiao will not join the team, Yiqing is a long-range secret weapon in the team, he wants to take her as a family in it, and generally try not to let her get into danger.

Now that he has killed five people in a row in Broken Courage Town, except for the people of the Crocodile Group, Jiang Bo doesn't know which team member he is, and it is impossible to be good.

So he can't follow Zeng Tianyou, this is very important.

Zeng Tianyou seemed to hear the shouts behind him, but he slowed down for a moment, and then resumed his speed again and continued to move forward.

After shouting several times in a row, but he didn't stop, Wen Yiming felt that he had entered the depths of the barren mountain, so he simply shouted: "Southern Mingyang City, Wen Ziyu has something to hand over to you." ”

This time, Zeng Tianyou finally stopped, but he didn't turn around, Wen Yiming just approached, Zeng Tianyou stepped forward again, much faster.

"Damn!" Wen Yiming was depressed, and smashed the back of Zeng Tianyou's head with a 'whoosh' sound of the copper piece, and said angrily: "Wen Ziyu said that only Zeng Tianyou, the king of the gun king in Northern Xinjiang, can save him, and he can only trust you." Whatever you want. ”

After speaking, he didn't catch up anymore, and looked at Zeng Tianyou, who stopped again, and saw that his body trembled slightly a few times, so he stood still.

The two of them stood a hundred meters apart for two hours, and both of them stood in place like sculptures.

With a sigh, Zeng Tianyou slowly turned around, picked up the copper piece on the ground expressionlessly, and came to the front in front of him in a stunned daze.