Chapter Ninety-Two: The Beginning of the First Climb

In order to save time, Mu Ji'er didn't bother to consider whether the uncle had any opinions, and according to the memory of the last time he came here, he took Wang Liang straight to the dungeon where the Gu Di boy was held!

Constantly shuttling along the way, he didn't even touch a figure, Mu Qi'er couldn't help but be deeply impressed by the laziness of the Chaotang under the leadership of that clan uncle. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info you know, the bigger the family, the more rules, I really don't know where that clan uncle came from to be so capable, and he really has no rules to make this Chaotang.

After all, he had only followed the uncle once, and Mu Qi'er's memory was not particularly clear, and after a few detours, he finally arrived at the tattered cottage smoothly.

It was also at this time that Mu Qi'er and Wang Liang finally bumped into the servants in the Chao Hall, two children who were about the same age as Mu Qi'er, who were distributing food to the Gu people in the cage.

The soup was so clear that it seemed to illuminate the whole room, and the corners of the black steamed buns seemed to be rolled up because they had been left for too long, and a foul smell permeated the room.

Suddenly found that an outsider had broken into the depths of this Lane Chao Hall, even if Mu Qi'er revealed the identity of the seventeen-vein young son, the owner of this Lane Tide Hall, the dear clan uncle, was quickly alarmed.

Mu Qi'er took Wang Liang to wander around between the cages for a moment, and the fat body and sleepy eyes of the clan uncle appeared in front of Mu Qi'er's eyes.

"My little ancestor, I owe you money in my last life? What are you doing here in the morning? Come home......" Uncle Clan seemed to have really just been shouted, and his voice was a little elongated and sleepy.

The first camp is the foundation where Mu Qi'er can stand on the Wang family, and after such a long time, the reconstruction of the first camp has not yet been on the right track, and the anxious Mu Qi'er naturally doesn't bother to ink with this clan uncle.

"I'll come and fetch men, and I'll go to the camp and rebuild first, twenty. Uncle Clan, you send someone to pack up for them, and send them to the abandoned training ground in the area of the East Gate within an hour. ”

"What? Need? Still twenty? Will it be sent to you in an hour? You drank too much and had nothing to do, did you run wild in my Chaotang! Uncle Clan's eyes instantly widened, and he stared at Mu Qi'er angrily and said.

Wang Liang seemed to be afraid of a misunderstanding, and took a step forward to explain to the clan uncle, but was choked back by Mu Qi'er's next sentence!

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't have time to ink with you, just an hour!"

"Wang Liang? Let's go, go to the training ground. ”

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qi'er took the first step and walked outside, and Wang Liang, who was very puzzled, had no choice but to follow helplessly.

"An hour is too short, how about an afternoon?" Behind him, the voice of the clan uncle became gentler.

Mu Qi'er didn't even mean to pay attention.

is just a passerby, as long as he achieves his goal, what the other party thinks in his heart is not something that Mu Waier has to think about.

Not to mention that the clan uncle lost his temper at those waiters and yelled at the ancestors, the villain has a will! Mu Qi'er and Wang Liang did let go of their speed on the road, and it only took a while to come from the dungeon of Langchaotang to the familiar dilapidated training ground.

This place is still deserted, Wang Liang took Mu Qi'er to his home at the corner of the entrance of the training ground, made a cup of cheap bitter tea, and the two sat opposite each other in the hall, and started the following topic with understanding.

"There are twenty people in total, all of them are left to you, how to train, how to train, all up to you. Three months, it's up to you what you do. I am going to go to the valley slope to complete the cultivation of the rock spirit body, and during this time, you will have full authority to act as the seventeen veins. ”

Mu Qi'er's words were very simple and direct, and he didn't even leave room for Wang Liang to refuse.

And this sentence of plenipotentiary representing the seventeenth pulse undoubtedly strengthened Wang Liang's somewhat shaky heart before.

"I will not be dishonored! It's just the original young master, I wonder if I can recruit some old brothers who are willing to come to beg for food to join in to help me? Wang Liang asked tentatively.

"Betrayal? It's impossible, how could people come to our corners. Mu Qi'er frowned, a little unsure of what Wang Liang wanted to do.

"No, it's just a group of brothers I knew before, they all mixed in the army, and they are no worse than those veteran oilers."

Mu Ji'er didn't care about Wang Liang's appearance that he seemed to have something to say, so he casually agreed, and entrusted his family and Yuan'er to Wang Liang to take care of.

Since you use people, you naturally have to trust people, and Mu Qi'er believes that Wang Liang will handle all this well.

Since the matter of the first camp and reconstruction has been entrusted to Wang Liang, the next thing Mu Qi'er has to do is to frantically improve his personal strength!

It is important to go to the camp first as Mu Foundler's foundation based on the Wang family, but if his own strength stays in the quenching realm for a long time, he will be eaten clean by others sooner or later!

He also discussed some details of the Wang family and cultivation with Wang Liang, confirmed that the rebuilding of the camp first, the Wang family would provide exercises, and then chatted for a while.

Compared with the firewood and stones sent to Mu Qi'er's house last time, the twenty Gu Di teenagers sent this time were obviously a little shoddy.

Not to mention that the body is not clean enough, the clothes are tattered and I don't know where to get them, and twenty people are standing there, don't say anything about military might, they live like a bunch of flowers!

Knowing that this was the uncle who was dissatisfied with himself and wanted to deliberately disgust himself, Mu Qi'er was too lazy to care about it anymore, waved his hand away and drove away the servants of the Chaotang Hall, and took a step to come to this group of young people with confused eyes in their eyes.

"My name is Wang Yuan! It is the young master of the Wang family, and he is about to be your master, I don't care what your background was before, today I rebuilt the seventeen veins and first entered the camp, you are all one of them! ”

Stretching out his hand to take the flag that had already been prepared from the ancestor handed over by Wang Liang, Mu Qi'er's voice became more and more high-pitched.

"Go to the camp first, and be the head of the Wang Jiawei army! You should follow Wang Liang's leader, train hard, become an army as soon as possible, and be mighty in China! ”

The children below still looked a little ignorant, and it seemed that they would not be able to accept the amount of information in Mu Qi'er's few words for a while.

Mu Qi'er didn't have the slightest meaning to explain, today's words are more for Wang Liang and the Wang family who are concerned about this matter, as for the confusion of these children, they will naturally understand after a long time.

"My royal family, don't raise waste! If you still want to go back to the cage and live comfortably, two months later, you will go to the camp first! Those who do not meet the requirements will be repatriated! ”

Mu Qi'er reached out and patted Wang Liang's shoulder to signal him to preside over the next thing, and then got up and left, leaving only a little remnant of his back, which was dimly illuminated by the gradually brightening sun.

All the way back to the house non-stop, Mu Qi'er wrapped the back-bladed knife that was rarely used after the ancestor handed him over, as well as the remaining medicinal materials and a bag of flour at home, in a big bag, and carried it with the power of the blood and blood, and carried the bag straight to the valley slope!

The cultivation of the Quenching Body Realm has reached the point where we must strive to speed up!

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