Chapter 155: The Storm Rises and It's on the Shelf...

The cat demon Miao'er talked to the recruit Chai Sang for a while, and then took a bag of fairy stones and elixirs from Chai Sang, and then left the station and returned to the Blood Heaven Camp. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

After handing over to the cat demon Miao'er, Chai Sang was busy sending news to Lu Erniang and Huang Tianba through the communication jade talisman respectively. Half a day later, Lu Erniang and Huang Tianba rushed back to the camp one after another, and soon after, they left the station and headed for Xiyin Mountain.

It didn't take long for another piece of news to spread in the Blood Sky Camp.

Recently, Niu Mo, the most popular recruit in the battalion, entered the Xiyin Mountain Range in the secret realm of Yin Mountain, I don't know what to do, but someone has already gone to Xiyin Mountain, trying to take this opportunity to rob Niu Mo and seize the acquired spirit treasure level treasure knife in his hand.

The news quickly spread among the non-character battalions, and many recruits were moved by the news and set off for the Yin Mountain and the Underworld.

The acquired spirit treasure, and from the point of view of the power shown, it is not the lowest acquired spirit treasure, at least it is also the acquired spirit treasure of the third rate or above, this grade of treasure is all over the entire Blood Heaven Camp, and there are not many people who have it, who is not red-eyed?

Ever since Niu Mo showed his white in the life-and-death duel with the coyote Tu Wu, I don't know how many people have blushed and worried about the Yue Treasure Knife in his hand.

Before that, the vast majority of people were still just thinking about it in their hearts, although their eyes were red, they basically stayed at the stage of thinking about it, and there were not many people who were really ready to put it into practice and try to win it. Just like ** silk lusts the goddess in her heart, although she fantasizes about one day taking the goddess to bed and loving her at will, but in fact, she knows in her heart that it is just a shadowless thing.

As soon as there is a ban in the camp, if you dare to ignore the ban and kill people and seize treasures, it is purely because you think your life is long. Second, Niu Mo's strength is also quite good, not a soft persimmon that anyone can knead, if you want to take the treasure from his hands, you have to weigh your own weight first, after all, the coyote Tuwu is not far away.

But since the news spread, things have changed.

Since Niu Mo left the camp and went to the Yin Mountain Underworld, the ban in the camp couldn't protect him, at least before Niu Mo returned to the camp, but so many people went to look for him, could he still go back to the camp?

As for saying that Niu Mo is not easy to mess with, it is even less of a problem.

Niu Mo's strength is indeed not weak, and even the coyote Tu Wu, whose strength is close to that of an elite recruit, can be killed. But in the Blood Heaven Camp, I don't know how many people are stronger than Coyote Tuwu, and one life of Coyote Tuwu can't scare so many people.

Moreover, in the eyes of many people, there are so many people who go to the Yin Mountain Netherworld to plot the sword in Niu Mo's hand, not to mention that Niu Mo is just an ordinary recruit with a mid-level cultivation of Bao Dan, even if it is an elite recruit, it is difficult to escape death.

In the eyes of many people, Niu Mo is actually a dead man, but there is only one Lingbao, which is naturally fast and slow, so many recruits with poor strength go to the Yin Mountain and the underworld with a fluke mentality, wanting to fish in troubled waters.

Although no one has specifically counted the number of people, it is only a rough calculation, and there are no less than 1,000 people, and almost one-tenth of the recruits of the Renzi battalion have been dispatched, and although the vast majority of them are ordinary recruits, there are also a considerable number of elite recruits who have joined them.

Such a big movement that even some of the camp's higher-ups were alarmed.

On a high hill outside the camp, two figures stood on the top of the mountain, looking down on the camp below.

"Ironclad, have you heard about that recent incident in the camp?" One of them, a thin, withered, gray-haired old man, suddenly asked.

"What's the matter?"

The one who replied was a burly man in blood armor.

If Niu Mo was here, he would find out that this person was the cold-faced bloody Tianwei who was in charge of guarding the martial arts arena when he went to the stage of life and death to fight with the coyote Tu Wu before.

"What else do you say? Of course, it was the little guys in the camp who were running into the dark mountains and underworlds. ”

The white-haired old man said angrily.

"You know, what's wrong?"

"What do you think of that kid?"

"It's not bad, it's a good seedling."

The white-haired old man rubbed his beard and bowed his head: "To get such an evaluation from you, it seems that that kid is really good." ”

"That's what you asked me to do?"

The cold-faced man looked at the white-haired old man a little strangely, although he didn't say much, but his demeanor clearly revealed his meaning, obviously thinking that the white-haired old man's move was very boring.

The white-haired old man was suddenly a little annoyed, blowing his beard and glaring and said: "What do you know about a stupid goose, you know all day long that you are nesting in the martial arts arena to watch the field practice, and you don't care about anything else, do you know that the situation of our Renzi Battalion has been very bad over the years, and it has been at the bottom of the camp competition for several consecutive sessions, if there are good seedlings, the old man will naturally pay more attention, so as not to die early because of some unexpected factors." ”

"The real strong will not die young, and the one who dies will not be the strong."

The cold-faced man's voice was still calm, and it didn't seem to be affected by the white-haired old man's words at all, but the meaning of the words made people think deeply.

"Then how much hope does that kid have to survive this incident?"

"I don't know."

"I'll leave you guessing."

"I never make such idle guesses."

The white-haired old man was so angry that he really wanted to kill the suffocating guy in front of him with a stick.

At this moment, the old man seemed to suddenly remember something, and said with a sly smile: "I forgot to tell you, that kid was introduced into the camp by the white tiger, and it is estimated that he is a reserve member prepared for their team, so you are willing to watch such a genius seedling, and just a few days after entering the camp, he was surrounded and killed by the little rabbit cubs who had been blinded by greed?" ”

The cold-faced man's face changed slightly, and he was silent for a moment before he said indifferently: "The Blood Heaven Camp has the rules of the Blood Heaven Camp, no matter who it is, they must adapt to survive under this rule, since he chooses to leave the camp at this time, he should be prepared to take the corresponding risks, if he dies, he can only blame himself for being arrogant and inferior to others, and he deserves to die." ”

The white-haired old man was silent for a moment, then shook his head, and said with a sigh: "You are right, the weak eat the strong, the survival of the fittest, this is the competition rules of the Blood Heaven Camp, I hope that little guy can come back from the Yin Mountain and the underworld alive, such a talent, if he dies, it will be a pity." ”

After speaking, the white-haired old man suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked it in front of him, and a table suddenly appeared on the ground, and then his big sleeves waved, and everything flew out of thin air, and in a blink of an eye, the table was full, all of which were fine wines and delicacies, and fairy treasures and jade liquid.

Immediately, the white-haired old man stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation to the cold-faced man: "I haven't been with you for a long time, since I came out today, let's have a few drinks together." ”

The cold-faced man nodded, sat on the ground, picked up the wine jug on the table and poured himself a glass of wine, signaled to the white-haired old man, and then drank it himself.