Although it was late at night, in the underground giant ship where Lan Mengdied was still drunk and dreaming of death, singing and dancing.

Ever since arriving in Myitkyina, the remnants of the Blue Devils have been mixed with Myitkyina's army of knights. With nothing to do, such a group of men who don't know where the future will be can only stay in this underground giant ship.

Food, clothing, housing, transportation, recreation and entertainment, there is nothing lacking in the giant ship of Blue Dream Death, of course, some consumption requires you to have money before you can consume.

The bright lights on both sides of the cabin give the people living here a sense of floating in outer space, far away from the earth.

If there is anything lacking here, it is that the news from the outside world is very closed, and it is difficult to spread here.

Lan Mengdi, who was born as an agent of Huaxia Kingdom, knows very well how to control an army, that is, to restrain the thoughts of his subordinates while satisfying the material enjoyment of a group of people.

If you are short of money, you can withdraw it, as long as the reason is reasonable, and there is no problem with it; But if you are in this giant ship of the Lan family, inquiring about the news outside, then you are not far from death.

This battleship, which cost Lan Mengdie most of his life savings, surveillance and surveillance are everywhere. Many of the Blue Devils who fled to Myitkyina were secretly executed for this reason in the beginning.

Lan Mengdie provided his subordinates with a luxurious life, but he lived an ascetic life himself. Lan Mengdie was coarse and lightly dressed, and if someone who was not familiar with him was in the cabin, he would definitely treat Lan Mengdie as an ordinary old man.

Late every night, Lan Mengdie would practice on time, no matter how important the matter, it would not be carried out until the cultivation was over.

Outside the cabin where Lan Meng died, Duncan looked at Lan Potian with an angry face, clenched his fists, and wanted to directly collapse the hatch of Lan Meng's dead residence.

"You can kill me, but I can't let you disturb my father! My father is ill and needs to rest, so we'll talk about it another day! Lan Potian's tone was cold, and he looked at Duncan without fear.

"Fart! Fart! Duncan yelled, "I've been here for three days, and your father hasn't seen me, have you forgotten whose territory this is?" ”

"The Golden Triangle belongs to your Knight Alliance, but this giant ship is our Lan family, do you have any problems?" The corners of Lan Potian's mouth hung with contempt, and he retorted unceremoniously.

"You want to die?" After fleeing from Huaxia, Duncan became the laughing stock of the Knights' Alliance.

As a martial arts farmer in Asia, he went to Yanjing once, and two capable brothers died, not to mention, the civilian farmer also died in the fire, and even with the closure of the Huamanlou Knight Training Center, Duncan was defeated.

Seeing that Lan Potian still didn't let himself go in to see Lan Meng's death, Duncan's anger surged and he was ready to make a move.

"Yellow Eagle!" As a paladin, Duncan's strength is not something that Lan Potian can resist. The pressure like a mountain made Lan Potian very uncomfortable. As a last resort, Lan Potian shouted out his biggest reliance.

"Humph!" Duncan didn't have time to mock Lan Potian's incompetence when he suddenly felt a feeling like a man on his back. A cold snort came, and Duncan hurriedly turned around.

A young man under the age of thirty, with murderous intent in his eyes, was looking at him.

Before going to Yanjing, in Duncan's eyes, the Chinese who looked like monkeys, no matter how much they cultivated, could easily defeat them. Duncan, who almost died in Yanjing, has been conducting a deep review since he fled back to Europe, and he is also actively collecting information about all aspects of the ancient Chinese warriors.

If it had been placed in the past, a young man like Huang Ying who looked at himself would have already been blasted out with his iron fist, no matter what strength you are or what your identity is!

As the saying goes, eat a trench, grow a wisdom. Duncan didn't do that this time.

Although Huang Ying was not burly enough, the dangerous aura emanating from his body made Duncan very puzzled. Even in Yanjing, when he fought Zhen Cheng, Duncan did not have the feeling of falling into an ice cave now.

"If you want to do it, I can accompany you!" Huang Ying's voice suddenly became very sharp, and he didn't have a cold snort to kill Ling Ran, but it made the eardrums of the person who heard it very uncomfortable, and after listening to it, he wanted to vomit.

"Who is he? What level? "Duncan didn't act rashly, even if the Yellow Eagle didn't appear, Duncan couldn't make trouble on the Lan family's territory. Although he still has an army of knights under his command, as a martial arts farmer in Asia, the Lan family's shili is his biggest reliance.

Although his father is the rancher of the Knight Alliance, if he fails this mission, it will still be difficult to escape the fate of being dismissed.

"Yellow Eagle! Heavenly Rank Strong! Lan Potian glanced at Huang Ying and praised proudly, "The number one master of our Lan family's army!" ”

Huang Ying straightened his chest and looked at Duncan very haughtily. The gas machine locked onto Duncan, ready to do it at any time.

Duncan looked at Huang Ying without showing weakness, his eyes burst with killing intent, ready to meet and kill Huang Ying at any time. The number one master of the Lan family's army, Duncan really didn't see it.

"Squeak!" When the battle between Duncan and Yellow Eagle was about to break out, the hatch of Lan Meng's room suddenly opened, and Lan Pokong walked out of Lan Meng's room with a serious face.

"Mr. Duncan, my father wants to see you!"

"More than that!" Duncan glanced at Lan Potian angrily, and hurriedly turned around and entered Lan Meng's room.

"Bang dang!" Duncan slammed the hatch shut, venting his frustration and dissatisfaction.

The yellow eagle stood still, motionless. The dangerous aura on his body gradually became restrained. But his eyes were still staring at Lan Potian and Lan Pokong, showing deep dissatisfaction.

"It's time to go to training! I don't have time to waste! The Lan brothers didn't speak, and Huang Ying was the first to break the silence.

"Training! Training! Let's get started! Lan Potian quietly winked at his younger brother, and said with a smile on his face, "Pokong, you stay outside your father's cabin door, and I will accompany Brother Huang to train!" ”

"Good! I hope that Brother Huang will go to the next level, break through to the late stage of the Heavenly Rank as soon as possible, and become the youngest Heavenly Rank master in Huaxia Kingdom! ”

"Noise!" Huang Ying's sharp voice rose again, and after he finished speaking a little impatiently, he quickly swept away like the stern of this giant ship. Huang Ying didn't know what those potions injected into his body were, but he had broken through to the Heavenly Rank in such a short period of time, which made Huang Ying ecstatic. Originally, he was in a hurry to find a cultivation white jade mine to make up for his mistakes, but now, Huang Ying was not in a hurry at all.

Zhuge Qinghou is like a fish thorn, pierced in the throat of the Huang family, which makes people unhappy to think about it. Now, if he has broken through to the Heavenly Level, even if he makes a big mistake, the people in the family are reluctant to deal with him. There was still half a month left before the Guwu Alliance Conference, and Huang Ying desperately wanted to go further. As long as the strength can be improved, Huang Ying doesn't care about anything.

Perhaps because of the frequent injection of nutrient solution, Huang Ying has been feeling a little impetuous recently, and he wants to get angry at every turn.

It's not just Huang Ying who is in an impetuous mood, Duncan is still angry and his heart fluctuates when he sits in front of Lan Meng's death.

In Lan Meng's living room, the light is very dim, giving people a feeling of drowsiness. Whenever an important guest arrives, Lan Mengdie likes to entertain guests with such lights.

Lan Meng poured two cups of tea, slowly put one of them in front of Duncan, and said with a smile, "When we ancient martial artists are cultivating, no one can disturb us!" I've been in poor health lately, and I'm running exercises to adjust! The dog doesn't know the severity, and he cares too much about me, and accidentally offended Mr. Duncan, I'll compensate you here! ”

The aroma of tea is very strong; The faint moisture seemed to relieve Duncan's anger. Lan Mengdie is like a magician, and a few simple words of politeness have reduced Duncan's anger a lot.

"I've been here for three days!" Duncan thought about his three days of depression, picked up his teacup, and drank it all. In Asia, no matter where you are, if you want to get things done, you must have the help of Chinese people.

After World War II, Asia was already the Asia of the Chinese people. Although the vassal states of the United States have been constantly clamoring, and although Russia is very unwilling, for so many years, no matter what they do, if they do things in Asia, without the participation of the Chinese people or without the knowledge of the Chinese people, it will be difficult for the Europeans and Americans to do anything!

"It's normal for us ancient martial artists to cultivate and retreat for three or five days! If you want to break through the bottleneck, it's not a big deal to retreat for 30 or 50 days! Our cultivation method is different from your training, and your training can be stopped at any time, because you are mainly refining the body, and your spiritual consciousness is all sober; But we can't do it, our ancient martial arts cultivation, mainly to practice internal strength, is to refine the heart, once disturbed, the consequences are very serious! ”

"Don't talk about it!" Duncan knew that he couldn't argue with the wise old man in front of him, so he waved his hand impatiently and said, "Fortunately, my father gave me plenty of time, otherwise this matter might have been delayed by you!" ”

"Huh!" Lan Mengdie smiled and said lightly, "Young people are different from us old men, they are motivated, not bad!" ”

"Let's get down to business!" Although he was used to the nightlife, Duncan was not used to staying underground all the time. It hadn't been three days since the sun had been seen, and Duncan was eager to get things done as soon as possible, and then return to the base of the Knights to enjoy the bright sunshine and fresh air.

"Okay, let's talk!" Lan Mengdie put down the teacup, restrained his smile, looked at Duncan and said solemnly, "Ten years of sharpening a sword, we should really make a move!" ”