In the seven strongholds on the western grassland line of the advance army of the Kingdom of Mountains and Seas, rumors about the grassland butcher are spreading.

Fortunately, Tieyun Dao kept the secret relatively well and did not reveal too much information about Zhou Ming.

Regarding all this, Zhou Ming, who was in the stronghold, naturally felt a lot of emotion. He knows very well the truth of shooting the first bird, and he is even more sure that there is no impermeable wall in the world, and it will not be long before his identity will be revealed.

Therefore, the wise decision was to disappear from the public eye as soon as possible before everyone understood that he was the butcher of the steppe.

After a day's rest, bringing enough supplies and collecting all kinds of intelligence, Zhou Ming quietly returned to the vast grassland early the next morning.

A new hunt has begun!

Zhou Ming's action is not expressed for the time being, and it is said that Ma Lin, who is ambitious, led the team to the front line, in a vain attempt to break through the prestige in this vast grassland and make meritorious achievements.

Since Marin met Hai Ling'er that night, he has almost been a bare-bones commander. Embarrassed, he returned to his camp, couldn't sleep at night, and vomited three liters of blood. No one hates the steppe butcher more than he does.

He swore that he would take revenge and make the butcher of the steppe pay for his blood.

However, today's fiasco has made him completely lose ground in the Demon Snake Legion, or the situation is even worse. Without making an inch, but first losing three hard-won wild shamans, he has actually become a sinner of the Demon Serpent Legion and lost the capital to gain a foothold in the legion. If this was reported to the Legion, he would be punished severely, and even his father would not be able to help him.

He didn't dare to return to the legion now, he was like a lost dog.

Marin knew that he had to make a name for himself in order to defuse the crisis. He needs people, he needs a strong team. There is only one person who can help him. That person was his father, Ma Qianqiu, the vanguard general of the iron-blooded Roaring Army.

At this moment, he was at the end of the grassland, in a military camp adjacent to the first line of the Roaring Kingdom.

In the huge tent, there were only father and son. The flames burned in the fire, and the flames whistled. However, the atmosphere was extremely solemn and cold.

Syllable!

Ma Qianqiu has been silent for a long time, but in the end, he responded to Ma Lin with a merciless slap. The slap was extremely heavy, and the wide, thick palm left a deep guide on Marin's face. Marin's body trembled, his neck twisted to the side, and blood poured out of his mouth.

"You rebel, trash!"

Ma Qianqiu couldn't help but scold, his black face was like iron, and he glared at Ma Lin angrily: "Do you know how much Lao Tzu paid before and after in order to let you join the Demon Snake Legion? Do you know that each of them has grown up to be able to take charge of their own affairs, and what a great contribution they will have to you in the great war to come? It is better for you to go out casually and actually destroy them. You rebel, Lao Tzu's years of hard work have been completely defeated by you! If this matter is traced, you can only apologize with death! The entire Demon Snake Legion, which has been established for so many years, has spent countless resources, and even the huge efforts of the Beast Soul Master, only a few 300 have been cultivated. It's great to lose three at once!"

With a pop, Marin knelt on the ground, crawled to his father's feet in embarrassment, firmly hugged the thigh of the man in front of him, and pleaded with snot and tears: "Father save me, father, save the child!"

Ma Qian's iron-faced iron face was purple, and he raised his hand and wanted to kill this unscrupulous son with one palm, but when he looked down, his palm did not fall. That's his own son after all. In the past, he had always performed well, and his talent was excellent, and he almost never disappointed. It's just that it's okay not to stab Lou Zi, once something happens, it's like stabbing the sky.

"Father, it's all the prairie butchers. That is definitely a trap set by the Kingdom of Mountains and Seas. The child was careless and fell for the enemy's tricks. The steppe butcher was not an ordinary beast master at all. He has phoenix blood, and he can survive in Nirvana......"

Marin knew that his father's words were not wrong. Once his defeat is reported back to the Demon Serpent Legion, he will have to die nine times out of ten to apologize. Fortunately, the people around him died completely enough, and now the news has not been leaked. He knew he had the only chance he had left.

"Father, as long as I can capture the steppe butcher and sacrifice him to the legion with his bloodline, I can not only make up for his merits, but even go further!

Ma Lin raised his head and stared at Ma Qianqiu. This man is already the only lifesaver at present.

"Phoenix bloodline?"

Ma Qianqiu frowned, and a look of hope appeared in his gloomy eyes. This son, he didn't want to lose like this. Marin's words did make him realize that there was an opportunity hidden in the midst of disaster.

Those who possess the bloodline of divine beasts, especially the legendary phoenix bloodline, are by no means comparable to the wild shamans. The temptation is so great that any beast soul master will be restless by it.

The thoughts in his heart kept flashing, and after repeatedly asking about the specific situation, he immediately snorted coldly and said, "Stand up! Because my father has military affairs on his side, I can't help you for the time being." The things on your body should not leak out. Right now, I can only draw three of my right-hand men to help you. If you fail again, then go back to the Demon Snake Legion as soon as possible to apologize!"

"Thank you, father!"

When Ma Lin heard this, he was finally refreshed and secretly relieved.

Ma Qianqiu waved his hand and said, "You just stay here and wait for my news, don't show your face everywhere!"

Ma Lin thanked him for his kindness, and when he saw his father's back leave, he took some pills and took them, firstly to relieve his injuries, and secondly, to relieve the fatigue of running around for days.

About two hours later, the sky had darkened.

There was a faint gust of wind blowing, and Ma Lin's heart moved, and when he raised his eyes, there were already two men and one woman in front of him.

The three of them are quite old, almost the same generation as Ma Qianqiu, tall and deep, all covered in black, with a calm posture, and a faint iron-blooded killing.

"Uncle Guo, Uncle Liao, Aunt Zhao?"

Marin's eyes lit up, and he was surprised and delighted. These three people, where could he not be familiar with, and he never dreamed that his father would send them to help him. These three can be said to be the elders who watched Ma Lin grow up, and they have taught him a lot of skills, and they can be said to be the absolute henchmen under Ma Qianqiu. Needless to say, the strength of the three of them is self-explanatory, they are all sixth-grade beast masters, and even in the iron-blooded roaring army, they can be regarded as first-class masters.

Seeing these three people, Marin knew that his father had invested blood in him.

"Prairie butcher, if I still can't help you this time, then why don't I die?"

Marin secretly clenched his fists, and between the firelight, his eyes were full of Sen Sen's killing intent flickering. He knows that this is a battle against the water, and he can only succeed, not lose.