Meng Jingye and the others, walking along the gaps in the forest, there is no road to speak of here, and it is not easy to walk, after the fog dissipates, the road is slippery, and the horses have several hooves, almost letting the people on horseback fall down, so the group can't go too fast!

But fortunately, everyone has bypassed the bridge and is heading in the direction of Pingnan City! It's a long way, but after walking through these two hurdles, you've already stepped out of Xiancheng's sphere of influence! It's time to get to the Asagi area! Everyone didn't know what they would encounter when they arrived at Chaocheng. (viii) (1) Chinese Ω "Δ Net".81. But it will never be better than it is now, and the longer it drags on, the more closely the army will be dispositioned!

There was silence all around, there was no living thing at all, and it stands to reason that there should be a bit of a beast infested, the wilderness of the Wu Dynasty. Beasts are dense. But now there is not a single beast, probably because of the drunken gold fan. Walked for a long time. This seems to be an endless list of birch forests. It's finally over.

A winding path lay horizontally in front of everyone, and in both directions, it stretched out to an unknown place. There is no end in sight, only endless weeds and shrubs, growing on both sides of the road! The road seems to have not been taken for a long time! Weeds also began to spread down the path.

"Mother's Hippie! Finally found the way! Ha ha! Hai San laughed out loud. Quickly clamped the horse's belly and walked quickly to the path, the horse seemed to be a little active, after all, no one wanted to walk on the muddy road. Even the brutes are disgusted! On this dry hard dirt road, the horses are happy!

Feng Yuyu took out a palm-sized compass, looked down at the direction, and then took the lead to ride his horse towards the road on the right! This is in the direction of Pingnan City. Everyone immediately rode their horses and followed!

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When Meng Jingye and the others left, there was a group of masked people who entered the birch forest after the fog cleared.

"The drunken gold fan has matured! It's all about reaping! A masked man in Tsing Yi ordered.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

A line of masked men in light cyan clothes replied one after another. Each hand is a special pitch-black scythe. Carrying an iron bucket on his back. Then both hands were wearing a pair of heavy cowhide gloves, and a thick layer of cotton cloth kept the mouth and nose tight. A layer of precious Minghui gauze wraps the entire head, this Minghui gauze is light and transparent, although dense. It can even block the invasion of dust, but the air can enter and exit at will. This can block the powder of drunken gold fans from entering!

A group of masked men in light cyan clothes entered the flower garden. As soon as the breeze blew, the delicate drunken gold fan, moving slightly with the wind, a little golden light point, flying out from the drunken gold fan, flickering a few times, and after a while of contact with the air, it dissipated in the air, and the golden light was gone!

But a masked man in cyan clothes directly grabbed the branch of the drunken gold fan, and the thorns of the drunken gold fan immediately pierced into the cowhide gloves, and these thorns immediately spit out the crystal glittering black ink, and flowed down along the lines of the cowhide gloves that had been pierced, and there were pitch-black marks that appeared on the cowhide gloves, but the gloves originally had black marks with deep ravines, and they were just on top of it, and they just added some more!

As soon as the masked man went down with a sickle, he was cut off by a drunken gold fan! The inky black juice flowed down the cut place. Dripping on top of the dirt. Although the ground was damp, there was still a wisp of green smoke, as if the ground had been burned by sap!

But the masked man casually threw the drunken gold fan into the iron bucket behind him, a bunch of drunken gold fans. And so it was all harvested by the masked man!

The masked man in Tsing Yi stood quietly in place, looking at these light cyan masked men, constantly harvesting the drunken gold fans, the corners of his eyes rose slightly, although he couldn't see his face, but he could also feel his smile!

With so many drunken fans, how much can you make to forget your worries and concentrate on incense! It's all white money! This time the number is so huge! When the time comes, the third prince will definitely give himself a reward! Ha ha! The masked man in Tsing Yi thought excitedly!

After the group cleaned up, only a bare flower bed was left. Originally, this place was full of drunken gold fans. But now, there are only a bunch of rhizomes left! It's just that it's the next year! These rhizomes will grow again into drunken gold! And there will be even more! It will also be more dense!

If the rhizome is uprooted. Then there will be no coming year for these drunken gold fans! But there are fewer animals in winter. Coupled with a slaughter by the drunken gold fan, the remaining animals are basically extinct! Even if they still survive. I won't eat the rhizomes of drunken gold fans. After all, that thing is poisonous, too!

Not to mention the people, how many people will come here? In this early winter, when the cold wind blows, the only dead leaves on the branches are swept down with the cold wind, and a layer is gradually spread on the ground, and the originally bare rhizomes are also in this short time. It was covered with dead leaves. It not only provides fertilizer for the rhizomes of the drunken gold fans to grow in the coming year, but also blocks the sight of hunters who occasionally enter the birch forest!

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Far away in Pingnan City, at this time there was another beggar, in rags. It's not surprising that he's covered in dirt, beggars are dressed like this, but what catches the eye is that he only has one leg! And it's still lame! The other leg. Knee broken! Holding a bamboo pole, limping, looking in the direction of Pingnan City!

He stood dumbfounded under the city gates! Quietly staring at the three big characters of [Pingnan City]! in his eyes. But with a touch of hatred that will never go away!

He didn't choose to go into town! It's just that a person silently walked to the edge of the city wall, took out a polished stone from his arms, and then continued to grind through the city wall, this stone was already very sharp, but I don't know why he is still grinding.

His name is Hu San, he was originally a helpless prankster in Pingnan City, and when Meng Jingye was going to deal with Mingxiu of Lianyun Fang, he went through the hands of the steward and found a subordinate, and this matter had been dealt with! A few of them, Wang San, Hu Dahu, Hu Er, Hu San and others, have all been killed by the steward! (To be continued.) )