The meeting was disbanded, and Emperor Jiang once again organized an army of 60,000 and began to search for the surviving children of the noble family. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The prince's team returned, but something happened to the hunting party of the sons of the noble family. Although the group of nobles already had doubts in their hearts, in the past when they were afraid of Emperor Jiang, that kind of cold-blooded and obedient methods suppressed the doubts in their hearts one by one, and anxiously waited for Emperor Jiang to finally give himself a reasonable answer.

is not as gloomy and angry as Emperor Jiang, Jiang Guo's great Sima ——— has cultivated to the realm of condensation, and is known as Li Ji, the first master of Jiang Kingdom, but he is not the kind of sad and bitter look, but very peaceful.

"My lord, Nine's body has been found." A man in black with a mask quietly appeared behind Li Ji and bowed his waist to worship.

If any one of the hunting team of Xungui's children was here, they would be surprised to find that the man in black wearing a mask was the one who was chasing them, the master of the Seven Veins of the Yi Muscle Realm!

Number Nine is the knight whose skull was torn off by Chubby's stick.

"One stick cracked the skull of No. 9, and the murderer must be a monk above the sixth level of the Quenching Blood Realm, and he is also born with divine power." Li Ji drank a cup of tea and said lightly.

"Master, the black wind is here." A man dressed as a eunuch has a somewhat sharp voice and a feminine and pale expression.

Li Ji glanced slightly, looked at the Black Wind Castle Lord who was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly, "Found that group of prey?" ”

"Master, that group of noble disciples are now hiding in Zhangjia Village, the mortal strength in the village is not too strong, there is only a man in his thirties who quenched blood, a monk who is at the peak of the Quenching Blood Realm, the guard of Xungui's disciples, and an old Taoist who has learned the essence channel, and ......" The Lord of Black Wind Castle muttered a little, and said: "And...... A three-year-old child with a heavy blood quenching realm, but with no less than five combat powers! ”

Click!

After hearing this, Li Ji's palm was slightly forced, and the teacup in his hand suddenly cracked, and the tea was sprinkled all over the palm.

Li Ji frowned tightly and said in surprise: "What, a three-year-old child has a combat power no less than the five-fold blood quenching?" ”

If the news is true, the talent of the child who is about three years old is really terrifying, even if it is a royal child who has been clothed and eaten since he was a child, and has taken various blood-tonifying elixirs, he is only cultivated to the third or fourth level at the age of seven or eight.

"That kid, I want to live!"

The masked man made a promise, flickered, and disappeared into the jungle.

A quarter of an hour later, Li Ji's 600-person search team also gathered, followed Emperor Jiang's 60,000-strong search army, and went together...... The man in the black mask!

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"Li Da Sima?"

"Well, those who can mobilize the Jinlong Army are Jiang Guo, Li Ji, and Li Da Sima."

"Moreover, the thousand soldiers of the Near Dragon Army are just soldiers and generals of the reserve, although the basic information such as names and places of origin are recorded in the military register of the military department, but, in addition to Emperor Jiang, Li Dasima, and some old marshals, can still be transferred, this reserve of the soldiers of the Near Dragon Army."

The retainer of the Jing'an Palace's palace was silent for a while, and then said: "On status, strength, and foundation, blame the royal family for this matter, and the ultimate beneficiary is none other than Li Dasima!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Qingzheng suddenly sighed: "When I let you in, I don't know if it's right or wrong. ”

"Brother's words are wrong, whether you let us in or not, that Black Wind Castle Lord will definitely attack the village! After throwing a large pile of jade pendants that proved that they were the identity of the Near Dragon Army, they walked away. ”

Xiaopang's eyes didn't blink, and he listened to it for a long time, and he didn't understand a word about what these three people said.

"Hey, Oxnose ......"

Fang Meng slapped it down and reprimanded: "You want to call Shizun!" Or just like you call the grandfather of the village, you can call me the old grandfather. ”

The little fat grinned, rubbed his forehead, and muttered in a low voice: "It's become a habit for you to call you like this, and you can't change your mouth for a while." ”

"Since you have become a disciple of this master, you must be like a disciple. Over the past few years, you have grown up in the great wilderness forest, with wild beasts and demons as companions, and the etiquette and culture of our human race are like a blank sheet of paper to you. From today on, I will teach you the etiquette and culture of our human race. ”

Fang Meng took out a thick mule-sized book from the Qiankun bag branded with the Yin and Yang Taiji Diagram, which was taller than Xiao Fat's height.

"These books, whether you are rote memorization or not, copying and reciting, in a word, within three months, Lao Dao will take the school exam, make a mistake, beat your palm, and you are not allowed to eat snacks for five days." Fang Meng said solemnly with a straight face.

Xiaopang's face suddenly fell, sat on the ground, and whispered: "I knew this was the case, why did I worship you as a teacher in the first place?" ”

Fang Meng was furious, angry on Xiao Pang's forehead, slapped a few more times, looked at Xiao Pang who was tearful in pain, scolded to his mouth, and was swallowed by Fang Meng.

After three years of bestial life, Xiaopang is far different from ordinary people, both mentally and physically.

Fang Meng touched Xiaopang's forehead and looked at Zhang Qingzheng with a wry smile.

"Don't look at me, the old man is only responsible for teaching Xiaopang's cultivation courses, and the rest will be tired of Brother Meng." Zhang Qingzheng sat on a stone pier, smoking a big cigarette pouch "Bobo", and said very shamefully.

Fang Meng was stunned, and suddenly, there was a feeling of being pitted......

At night, a man in black wearing a mask slowly rushed out of a silent grass.

He looked straight at the dark village in front of him, a stout blood dragon, running through his Du Pulse, Ren Pulse, Chong Pulse, Belt Pulse, Yang Dimension Pulse, Yin Dimension Pulse, and Yin Pulse Pulse.

Rumble!

The crystal blood dragon rolled and rushed out from the surface, and the huge Zhangjiazhai collapsed by a third in an instant, and many traps became useless ornaments, all destroyed.

On Savage Mountain, Zhang Qingzheng was on crutches, watching the village he had been operating for decades be destroyed in one fell swoop, and his heart was both sad and happy.

If he had a trace of luck in his heart and planned to resist with a master of the Seven Veins of the Yijin Realm with the help of various traps and powerful firearms, how many people would be left in Zhangjiazhai now?

The retainer of the Jing'an Palace, although he is also the existence of the Yijin realm, is only in the realm of the three veins, and the difference between him and the existence of the seven veins is not half a star.

It is a miracle that the power of Hexungui's retainers, Fang Meng, Zhang Erzhu, Xiaopang, Zhang Qingzheng and others can persist for ten rounds in the hands of such beings!

The man in black stepped on the dilapidated village, and a crystal blood ring flew out, rumbling a few times, and the ground with a radius of more than 20 zhang collapsed, reaching a depth of more than 30 zhang.

"Did you escape?" The man in black whispered, and suddenly, two rays of light glanced at the vast savage mountain in front of him, his eyes were piercing, making people chill.

"Let's go, go into the mountains!" Zhang Qingzheng snorted, although he was old, his steps were extremely fast, and his two hands were holding Xiaopang and Zhang Erzhu respectively, and in a few breaths, he disappeared.

Seven meridians ran through the whole body, flowing with a crystal blood mist, and the man in black listened with his ears, and the corners of his mouth suddenly turned slightly, like a ghost, and disappeared out of thin air.

The next day, Jiang Guo Li Dasima led a 6,000-strong search army and arrived in front of the gate of Zhangjiazhai.

After some searching, the thousand charred corpses were found by a soldier, although these corpses have been unrecognizable, and there is no jade pendant to prove their identity, even the armor on their bodies, they have disappeared without a trace.

However, Li Dasima, who had been prepared for a long time, was still "shocked" to find from some clues that these thousand charred corpses were actually the Jinlong Army directly subordinate to Emperor Jiang......

Savage Mountain, with a radius of more than 6 million miles, is one of the largest demon gathering places in the nearby fifty countries.

This is the territory of demons, a paradise for savages and rebels.

Zhangjiazhai is backed by the Savage Mountain, in the time of Zhang Qingzheng's ancestors, in order to avoid the war, or to prevent some future disasters, before and after, it took more than 100 years of efforts, starting from north to east, in a deserted place, more than 200 stone caves were dug out, and all were built on the cliff, and there is a wooden bridge, connecting the road down the cliff.

In the refuge stone cave, there are more than a dozen elders stationed here all year round, all of whom are figures of the third or fourth level of the Quenching Blood Realm.

In the desolate land of scarce resources and poor materials, there are nearly 20 monks in a small village, which is already the most powerful force in a radius of thousands of miles, except for Huaishui County.

The wooden bridge is more than 100 zhang long, and even a strong person in the Eight Veins Great Perfection of the Yijin Realm cannot climb those stone cave shelters without the help of the wooden bridge.

Birds cannot fly, and the heavens and the earth are silent. It is described as the last survival fortress of Zhangjiazhai ——— like a ghostly workmanship.

The conspiracy and political whirlpool in the outside world cannot affect this paradise.

The road ahead has been broken, and there is no way back, once the wooden bridge is overcome, waiting for Zhangjiazhai, there is only a dead end.

Whether it was windy or rainy, or hot and hot, Zhang Qingzheng would inspect the Baizhang wooden bridge almost every half an hour, and once a strong enemy attacked, cut the ropes of the wooden bridge and hoard the grain in the shelter, which was enough to last for five or six years.

Since moving here, the people of Zhangjiazhai have always been afraid of a face, and they are absent-minded about everything, but Xiaopang is more optimistic, should eat, sleep, short, no one to disturb.

"You lazy, get up!" At the entrance of the cave, Fang Meng yelled angrily, and found that there was not the slightest movement inside, so angry that his white beard was curled.

When he walked into the stone cave, he found that Xiaopang was still sleeping so sweetly, and the roar of the outside world was so loud, as if he was deaf and didn't hear it.

Fang Meng tugged at the little chubby ear, used both hands together, and pinched his fat little face with the other hand, like a red apple.

Xiaopang finally woke up in a daze, and sighed a few times, and then asked Fang Meng unhurriedly: "Old Dao Grandpa, it's only a little more heaven, why did you get up so early?" ”

Fang Meng is stumbling, how many days? It's all in the middle of the day, it's close to noon, and everyone else wakes up early, practicing martial arts, and reading books, but you are still here, sleeping on all fours, a pig, are much more diligent than you!

Xiao Fat pouted, unwilling to be dragged and dragged by Fang Meng, and finally woke up and didn't fall down again.

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