Because of the collapse in many places in the cave, it was inconvenient for the team to march, and it took more than two hours to toss back and forth, and Mu Qi'er and Wang Liang returned to the place where they set out with this low-willed first camp. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

It was already late at night in the northern realm. The pitch-black sky is like the giant mouth of a monster, mercilessly devouring everyone's lives, to Mu Qi'er's surprise, the foot of the densely populated mountain during the day is now empty, if it weren't for some clues left by the broken camp, everything that happened seems to be unreal.

"Uncle Liang, is your body really okay?" Mu Ji'er is still not very at ease with Wang Liang, the power of the Heaven Beast is too terrifying, Erhezi almost became a waste man after just blocking a blow, and Wang Liang blocked it for half an hour!

"It's all a small problem, just take care of it, you organize the soldiers to go down the mountain first, and I'll take a step forward to see the situation." After a few words of relative relaxation, the halberd swiped lightly on the ground, and Wang Liang's figure had already gone straight to the original station of the Zhou family.

Mu Qi'er hummed lightly, and began to instruct Cen Xuan, Fei Yi and others to organize the soldiers to go down the mountain. The forced sortie this time actually did not lose a lot of personnel, but because of the peculiarity of its position in the first camp, the blow to the entire team was almost devastating, and this conclusion can be clearly drawn by looking at the weak appearance of these fighters now.

Mu Qi'er didn't blame these soldiers too much, just silently brandished his heavy sword and commanded the soldiers to go down the mountain one by one, under the dark night, he couldn't see everyone's faces clearly, but Mu Qi'er knew that the burden on his shoulders was even heavier.

Probably everyone is eager to return to a stable life in their hearts, this time the speed of going down the mountain is very fast, it only took about half an hour, and the rest of the soldiers who went to the camp first were assembled in the location that originally belonged to Zhou Dashao's camp.

"It should be someone from the Wang family, there are traces of the battle of the Beiwei army here." Wang Liang, who had already stood calmly on the side, opened his mouth and said to Mu Qi'er.

Following Wang Liang's guidance, Mu Qi'er really found many traces left by the battle between the two armies around the camp tent, and from the irregular collapse of the camp tent around, it seemed that he could also imagine the rout of the Zhou family's army when the Beiwei army was surging......

"Uncle Liang, we don't have much time left in the Northern Plains on this day, and the rest of the training tasks of the first camp will be handed over to you, and you will take on the position of commander in the future." I've got something to do first. ”

Although Mu Qi'er's voice was quite steady, it startled Wang Liang a lot.

As a person cultivated by the Wang family with strict hierarchies and rules, Wang Liang knows very well that the most vigilant thing for every master is the control of military power by his subordinates, and the power given to him by Mu Qi'er is already very large, and now he has put on a posture of almost completely letting go, if he doesn't react again, he won't think about any way to live in the Wang family.

The heavy halberd slipped from his hand, and the sound of falling to the ground was crisp and clear, just a moment of effort, and Wang Liang, who was full of thoughts, had already pushed the golden mountain and bowed down the jade pillar, and his tone became less panicked.

"Young Master Yuan! The subordinates were only in the first camp to take the position of the head of the sect, and they have been temporarily responsible for the overall management because the young master is busy with affairs, and the position of control is absolutely unacceptable to the subordinates! ”

Mu Qi'er helped Wang Liang up with some silence, looked at the puzzled eyes of the soldiers who had ascended the camp around him, hesitated for a moment, and slowly said:

"Uncle Liang is too worried, the world is a matter of the world, and those who can live in it! Now that the reconstruction work of the first camp has not been completed, it is the time when it is necessary to contribute, and the position of commander is none other than Uncle Liang! ”

As soon as the words changed, Mu Qi'er was ready to try it according to the method he had thought about many times before.

"But! The first camp is still the first camp of the seventeen veins, and I will also arrange personnel to participate in the overseers in the future, Uncle Liang, if you don't do well, don't blame Yuan Er for not being emotional! ”

seemed to understand that Mu Qi'er really wanted to hand over the camp to himself, Wang Liang's expression was a lot more relaxed, and his words were mostly polite.

To be honest, whether it is in the desolate and vast Gu Land or in this vast Shenzhou, Mu Qi'er actually has no friends, and the only friend Gu Fei was also unfortunately killed, Wang Liang is already a person with whom Mu Qi'er has a deep relationship.

On the one hand, it was a consideration of his own lack of ability, and on the other hand, it was also a consideration to improve his own strength as soon as possible, so Mu Qi'er had to completely hand over this newly established Xiandeng Battalion to Wang Liang's hands.

The handover ceremony was carried out very simply, and now the first camp did not engage in any solemn and ceremonial atmosphere, but hurriedly ordered two sentences in front of everyone, Wang Liang expressed his loyalty to the seventeen veins of the Wang family and Wang Yuan, and the transition of the entire power was nominally completed.

The Xiandeng camp under the leadership of Wang Liang naturally had to march forward and seize the rare opportunity in the Tianbei Realm to hone himself, while Mu Qi'er left the army alone and marched to the rear alone after handing over the marching bag to Wang Liang.

The wind and snow in the northern realm of heaven began to gradually bleak again, and the lonely wasteland was covered by a heavy white, and it seemed to be long and endless. There was a creaking sound on the snow that came from afar, and a pitch-black knife first came into view, and the knife body looked a lot more enchanting because it was stained with fine snowflakes, Mu Ji'er gently patted the accumulated snow on his body a few times, and sat in the center of the snow with a calm expression, as if he was waiting for something.

Time is moving around minute by minute, and there is gradually a small raised dirt slope on the flat snowfield, since the Wang family has reshaped the body in a strange way, Mu Qi'er's height has been growing rapidly, and his appearance has become much more mediocre, in short, now the height of more than five feet has made it difficult to tell that Mu Qi'er is just a teenager from the outside.

The wind and snow were still intensifying, and a snow-white hill soon rose on top of the otherwise flat wasteland. It's like the Demoiselle on the side of the cold river, fishing alone in the wind and snow of this winter......

Other creatures of human accidents are uniformly named beasts, beasts, fierce beasts, demon beasts, king beasts by pretentious human beings, plus the demon race composed of so-called mountain spirits and wild monsters that have always claimed to be a civilized race, the heavens have reservations when giving them wisdom, they seem stingy and cautious, but on the contrary, the heavens have done their best to give them a long life, a strong physique and a terrible fighting instinct!

Mu Qi'er had already felt the loosening of the third-layer pass of his Rock Realm, and if he wanted to break through this layer of obstacles as quickly as possible, killing intent was the best way! This may have some bad effects because of his own insufficient perception of the realm, such as until now, Mu Qi'er has not had any signs of magic comprehension in the Rock Realm, but in order to increase his strength as soon as possible to deal with the next situation, Mu Qi'er also has to give up some things.

The sound of rustling gradually came from all directions, and there was excitement and inexplicable anxiety in that voice.

The white hill bag on the snowfield moved slowly, and a puff of snowflakes condensed into lumps, falling from his body with a puff, but the heavy knife was still a delicate and bright person.

Old friends are coming, and Mu Wai'er is ready to face the next tough battle!