The shelling, which had lasted for two days, finally stopped, and the jungle was quiet again. However, the previous peacefulness of birds and flowers can never go back, countless birds and beasts suffered from pond fish in the shelling, some were directly killed by artillery fire, and some became victims of surrendering their heads. The primeval forest, which is twenty kilometers straight from Tachili to Mon Hai, has become a dead land.

At the same time, Sucha's faith died.

At this time, Sucha, although he was still continuing to transport the purchased ammunition to the long-range artillery positions, was more strengthening his own defense.

In the col where the camp was located, the surrounding trees had already been destroyed into a clearing by the previous raids by the Heavenly Gate masters, but now, patches of jungle suddenly appeared.

This is a forest where the barrels are formed.

A large amount of anti-aircraft firepower was arranged around it, and around the big tent, it was also full of anti-aircraft artillery and positional defensive weapons of various calibers.

So the current camp of Sucha has become a forest of cannon barrels!

In the meantime, countless snakes and insects surrounded the big tent, and if you look at it from above, it is completely a small tent floating in the waves of poison.

Since Sucha is weak in attack, he can only choose to defend.

However, that night, on the night of the 19th, when Lord Sucha returned to his tent after inspecting all the fortifications, he unexpectedly saw something that did not belong to him.

This is a jade, pressed on a piece of printer paper. Above are a few lines of red printed font that look particularly eye-catching.

Su Cha couldn't help but be surprised, picked up the paper, and looked at it slowly.

It's all in Chinese on paper, but it's hard for Sucha – in Southeast Asia, the influence of Chinese culture is everywhere. As the strongest black-clothed Su Cha, he is no stranger to the Chinese language and Chinese characters.

"Tomorrow at noon, this door will gather Meng Hai. If the master has leisure, he can attend it with peace of mind, but if he has any questions, he can get them answered. There is no need to worry about the safety of the master, if you are willing to go to the meeting, it is convenient to open the jade plate at noon tomorrow, and you can naturally enter. Otherwise, from now on, each has its own destiny. ”

In the end, there were four dog-like characters of "Tianmen Gate", which was obviously written by the door master himself.

I don't know when this notebook was sent to the big account, let alone who sent it. But in Su Cha's heart, there was a chill.

People can send a piece of paper unconsciously, and of course they can cut their heads silently! The reason why it is so polite...... Could it be that the Heavenly Gate Master not only understood the way of immortality, but also had a merciful heart?

Su Cha sat in the tent in a daze, looking at the jade disc intently, but there was no longer any luster in his eyes.

was also in a daze with Su Cha, as well as the people in the Heavenly Gate who were in Menghai.

Xiao Tianxiao and Brother Chun Yuliang sat cross-legged on the side, looking at their noses and noses, and obviously gave up the last struggle.

Everyone is responsible, and no one is willing to shirk this responsibility. Of course, the biggest responsibility will still fall on Li Wujian. It's just that now, everyone is a grasshopper on a thread, and no one can think of a way to win immediately, so they can only sit and wait for the punishment of tomorrow's master.

What's more, the owner of the door once had a strict order that he only needed to defend and not attack. Therefore, up and down the gate of heaven, they could only sit in the Menghai camp, and would never dare to launch an attack without authorization.

"The responsibility of Zhongnan is all on me, and you should have nothing to worry about." Li Wujian knelt on the ground and said in a deep voice:

"Tomorrow...... All the disciples in the sect gathered here, but how to arrange the venue of this conference, please teach me. ”

Unable to win, defeated and undefeated, how can the embarrassment of the people along the way in Zhongnan be eased a little by a mere venue? Chun Yuliang raised his head when he heard this, and smiled bitterly:

"The owner of the door is generous, and he will not care about the venue. What I am worried about is how the disciples will be able to raise their heads in the future after suffering from this setback. ”

Yu Qingzi whispered comforting on the side:

"It is precisely because the owner of the door is benevolent that there will be no punishment. But as a subordinate, how can I take pleasure in this? According to the poor road, at this time, it is better to be honest with yourself and wait for the master to fall. ”

"It's not that I'm afraid to take responsibility." Li Wujian got up, slowly paced two steps, and said gloomily:

"I'm just afraid that I will miss the major affairs of the sect master and the future of these disciples in Zhongnan. As for Li himself, what is it? ”

Xiao Tianxiao raised a smiling face, but he was full of depression:

"Lord Li Dong, everyone. Don't be anxious! This intention to conceal the war situation is my own doing, even if there is accountability in the door, it is also my responsibility, and it has nothing to do with you! The most important thing at the moment is to arrange defenses and welcome colleagues in the door, so as to fulfill the friendship of the landlord. As for the other ......"

Xiao Tian smiled bitterly and said indifferently:

"The master of the door has always been kind, so there is no need to be angry about it."

That being said, everyone knows one thing in their hearts:

Zhongnan was frustrated and did not report what he knew. If it weren't for the help of that mysterious force, a hundred lives along the way would have been confessed to Meng Hai, so deceiving the master of the door and not being punished heavily, that would be a strange thing!

Originally, the people in the Heavenly Gate owed too much to the door master, although the door master was elegant, but how could the disciples dare to forget? But now the sect master has to clean up the mess himself, how big should this be a blow to ordinary disciples?

In fact, with the recovery of Li Wujian and the others, it is also a good chance to re-attack Su Cha at this time. But since the master of the door has already issued an order, who would not dare to obey it? Therefore, there is no choice but to sit and wait for the door owner to dispose of it.

"The master is considered a guest, so naturally he is not within the rules of Tianmen." Li Wujian squeezed out a smile with difficulty, and looked at Valarilo opposite:

"No matter how angry the door master is, he will never blame the master."

Valarilo sat cross-legged on the sidelines, still thinking about the principle of how the Heavenly Gate Master could easily unravel the blood curse and lower his head, and at this time, he was a little embarrassed to see Li Wujian say this.

"The ability of your master, I have also seen it." Lao Wa waved his sleeves, very suspicious of pretending, but he spoke sincerely, but no one cared:

Valarilo asked himself, he hadn't reached the realm of the Door Master. Therefore, tomorrow, if the master of the door inquires, he should know everything and say everything. ”

Seeing Vallarillo, who was unintentionally impressed by the owner of the door. Li Wujian finally had some confidence, then nodded, walked out of the tent, looked at the sand dunes that had been blown up by artillery fire in the distance, and smiled miserably.

…………

"My passion, O! It's like a fire! Ha ......"

The sound of the ghost crying wolf began to sound in the Han family, followed by the roar of a wild beast.

This is a protest by pets such as snow mastiffs, snow leopards, wolf cubs and foxes against the singing of Han Feng, and it is also a clarion call for the Han family to get up.

In the past two days, every day has been like this, which is simply the rhythm of people's lives.

Of course, the male owner doesn't care about the existence of other people's feelings, and it is impossible to understand what social morality is - even if it is noise pollution, Lao Tzu is in his own home, isn't it okay?

Soon the heart-rending singing voice became a more rhythmic "I love to bathe my skin well", the subdued frustration and the soul-inducing killing are simply a big killer comparable to a nuclear bomb!

As soon as the pets are fine, they only need to lower their ears to block out this heart-wrenching howl.

Li Qiuhan and Ulan Balsi also only need a little exercise, at most they can block their hearing, and they can also maintain a good mood in the morning.

But up to her mother Wang Shufen and down to her wife Zhao Feifei, who is still in bed, she doesn't have such a good temper.

"Stinky boy! Howl again, old lady beat you to death! ”

"Dead husband! I want to murder my wife now! ”

The roars and scoldings sounded again and again, and the miserable bath song suddenly stopped, and the peace between heaven and earth finally returned, and even the cool breeze of the morning finally became fresh.

It's just that except for Han Feng's five sons, no one knows why this guy has become so extroverted since he came back from Hong Kong and Macau.

Compared with someone who is sassy all day long, the former Korean style, that is a real good baby who only bullies children!

All of this, all of this painful change, came from the bed.

Not only because the land can be cultivated now to sow seeds, but also because the land is good for planting, but the reason why someone is extremely happy is when it is time to sow seeds.

In other words, once the sadistic Yuan Yang in the body is straightened out, and the neutralization of Tana's Xuanyin and He Yi's pure Yin, coupled with the breakthrough of the realm, the current Han Dayan Jun can sow seeds whenever he wants, and he can give life essence to whomever he wants!

From another point of view, this guy doesn't shoot an unprecedented, non-stop AV without taking drugs or editing, and Lang really wastes talent......

And the crazy brother himself has also found the joy of life again in this endless double cultivation life.

Since then, there has been no disease.

Ahem, this just means that we are in good health, can withstand the toss, and we are still the tired iron bull, and we are still the flame of life that can't be poured out......

"What's my husband's recent arrangement?" The first person to ask questions is always Zhao Feifei, and it can only be Zhao Feifei.

Han Feng took the chopsticks, divided the fried eggs in front of him into small portions, and then presented them to his mother and several daughters-in-law one by one:

"Hehe, starting at noon today, the first intra-family meeting will be held...... Hey, Mom. You're not involved! I'll just report back to you then. ”

Wang Shufen smiled and ate the fried egg offered by her son, and glanced at him and He Yi lightly, without hiding the joy in her heart:

"You're all young people, just talk casually. I have made an appointment with several in-laws to play mahjong in the afternoon, who has time to take care of you! ”

In the current Tianfeng community, the Han family, the Zhao family, the Tang family, and the He family and the Ulan Balsi brothers and sisters all live here, and it is very easy to get together a table of mahjong. But for some reason, they all refused to serve Han Feng.

"This is an unspoken rule, this is deliberate discrimination!" The crazy brother was naturally dissatisfied, and then he couldn't help but be a little depressed:

"Do you know that I will also make a thousand?"

Packing up his mood and returning to his own little world, the crazy brother lazily spread out on the bed, and said with a lazy smile:

"If you want to go to Myanmar on a business trip right now, is there anything you don't want to go?"