These seven or eight men were not naïve and innocent enough to be grateful because of Li Xi's little gesture of goodwill, and they wanted to repay him with death.

However, looking at this magical boy, judging from his words and deeds, he does have the meaning of really letting them and a group of people settle down here.

Not to mention how likely it is, but how can these men really not have the idea of settling down,

Naturally, he was unconsciously polite to Li Ci.

Besides, then again, these days, their group of homeless people have not listened to the miscellaneous words in the village, all of which are saying that the village chief Xiao Li is a fairy, and he is undefeated alone with the fierce bandit leader......

Although the homeless people don't believe it, they also feel that the thin back in front of them is unfathomable.

The bearded bearded man who was relieved by Li Ci's own hands looked at Li Ci even more, feeling that the mountains were looking up.

At this moment, Li Ci, who was looking from afar independently, was talking to Xia De, who was floating beside him.

In the eyes of the two of them, a layer of gray air was permeated above the homeless dwellings scattered around them, and it did not disperse.

Li Ci stretched out his hand and picked it, hooked a wisp of luck in that piece of luck, twisted it like holding a silk silk, and said with a smile

"You are a qi practitioner, you were raised by a teacher since you were a child, and you naturally know more about qi and mathematics than me, a half-baked man who is a halfway monk......

Xia De, who was like a demon and covered with vine roots, heard this, and didn't dare to bow down slightly

"The Lord has praised it...... Xia Deding has no qi cultivation roots, and he has spent thirty years in the master's gate, and he has never seen the scenery behind the qi training threshold until the master's demise.

If it weren't for the luck of turning into a yin god, I think I would be just a mortal working hard in the fields to survive...... The more you go down the avenue, the more you feel that the sky is unpredictable and the world is impermanent. ”

Xia De's tone was complicated, and he looked at Li Ci with complicated eyes.

Xia De was enshrined by Li at the core of his ghost god, and planted the shackles with the ghost god method, and the two were already standing in the same boat, but Xia De, a real red ghost god, still felt shocking when he recalled that day.

Even in the heyday of the pre-Qin Qi practitioners, the kings and princes were respectful, and there was no one who chose the spirit to become immortals.

But there are also lucky people who join the fortune of the country and become the national teacher, and after death, they turn into blue and purple ghosts and gods, and open up a hundred miles of bright land in the yin soil. Countless vassal gods came to court.

But even so, no one would dare to think of letting the ancestor of the world's spiritual seedlings recognize the master.

If it is said that the person who can obtain such a heavenly spiritual creature stays in a dilapidated village in a dilapidated village in peace and quiet, and is willing to do some mundane chores, it is simply the biggest joke.

In Xia De's opinion, this lord is simply like a room full of real gold, but he is tired and tired to earn a few small copper plates.

In his opinion, if Li Ci wants to ascend to the throne quickly and go straight to the imperial capital, it is the best choice to win the trust and bewitch the emperor.

Li Ci did not say a word about Xia De's complex feelings, each had his own needs, for Xia De, who was detached, Li Ci did not have obsessive-compulsive disorder so much that he had to say something about not envying the gods.

I just asked intentionally or unintentionally: "If you are given a cave land, with that spirit seedling dragon mulberry, with your special power, how fast can you ripen rice plants......"

Xia De pondered for a while before giving a cautious reply: "If it is within two hundred, it can be shortened to two percent of the normal time......

Xia Dewang nodded lightly when he saw Li Ci with a smile on his face, looking at the vast wasteland that was being cultivated.

I had to add: "But if you want to envelop this huge area reclaimed by the homeless, even if I am promoted to the Yellow Rank Ghost God...... There is nothing ...... can be done."

After hearing this, Li Xi couldn't help but laugh and said:

"I seem to be such a person to take for granted? All you have to do is take care of the two hundred......"

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There were bandits in the horse village,

And even with the horses in the village, a total of fourteen cottages, large and small bandits have long been wiped out by elite soldiers

The elite soldiers who killed the bandits had already pretended to be bandits and got rid of the 2,000 people who were sent to attack and kill Zhang Fei by strict order.

This elite soldier of less than 1,000 people has been settled for more than half a month.

In addition to being more crowded than the original bandits, some military tents were set up on the flat ground, and the training time and intensity were still carried out in accordance with the rules set by Xiao Liang.

These nearly 1,000 people are no different from bandits, and they still follow the original law of those bandits going down the mountain to kill people and rob money.

Eating meat and drinking, robbing women, scolding and beating each other.

Xiao Liang needs them to be a thousand bandits, and this group of Youzhou foot soldiers who have replaced their armor have really become bandits.

It's just that every day there are twelve hours, and every two hours, there will be fifty elites waiting thirty miles away from Baicun to rotate their robes.

Then they took over and hid around the White Village.

With the most energetic mental and physical state, he is ready to execute or pass on the big and small orders given by Xiao Liang at any time.

Only the efficiency of this matter can let people know that they are still the elite of the most Youzhou elite.

This is the order that Pang Tong gave as soon as he arrived at the Thorn Mansion in Youzhou in accordance with Xiao Liang's arrangement.

not only increased the number of people set by Xiao Liang from 1,000 to 3,000, but also transferred a lot of manpower from "Ming" to insert them.

Thanks to the last meeting with Zhang Bao, "Ming" in the dark stake in the yellow scarf had to expose his identity in order to get rid of some small tails and insiders, and retreated without hidden value.

Otherwise, after such a transfer, the manpower protected by Pang Tong will not be able to turnover.

Liu Yu seems to be mellow and gentle, but where must be the person of Ken'an, if there is a chance, the Lord Thorn Shi, who has never been a disciple of these two gentlemen, will inevitably give birth to countless dark thoughts and methods.

Xiao Liang muttered in a soft and confused tone when Li Xi coaxed her to sleep

"Starting from Liu Bang, in the four hundred years of the Han Dynasty, the most important thing in the Liu family's royal family is the benevolent hypocrite......"

Let's not talk about these for the time being, let's just say that the secret sentinel surrounds the dozens of soldiers scattered within twenty miles of Bai Village.

No longer the safety of the previous days, fifty people were solemn as if they were about to fight.

Twenty miles away from Baicun, an open place.

The outermost enclosure was the first to spread out nervously...... Start running.

They all traveled at the speed of the war horses to the first connection point and delivered the message......

Neatly and simply set up a small earthen ramparts, and after the dried wolf dung he carried with him was ignited, puffs of smoke rushed up.

Hovering like a few dragons entangled, not scattered with the wind.

Then, within fifteen miles of Baicun, the second batch of secret sentinels just saw the wolf smoke rising, although they didn't know what was going on, they had already dealt with it in the same way, looking for an empty place, and then burning the wolf smoke.

Then he drew his sword and got on the horse, with a serious expression, and slowly moved closer to the periphery.

If the flowers are opened, the white village is twenty miles away, the white village is fifteen miles away, the white village is ten miles away, and the white village is five miles away.

There are wolf smoke and black pillars rolling.

The soldiers all moved forward, the formation pressed forward, and all those who came, no matter who they were, would die a hundred feet in front of Mr. Kong Ming.

More than 100 battles before, without exception,

The small black canopy carriage, let the enemy's iron armor stack like a waterfall in the long river, it still stood like a rock.

At this moment, Xiao Liang looked at the wolf smoke in the sky and frowned. Stretched a big lazy waist.

Yawned, a little sleepy.

Reaching out and pulling down the hemp rope that tied her hair, a green silk scattered and hung down, covering half of her small body.

Then the little girl was lazily nestled in bed as if nothing had happened, and she was going to sleep.

The white porridge in the mud pot on the stove was only half eaten, and there were sweet and sour crispy radish, and the porridge was still warm when she woke up.

So don't worry at all.

Farther away, the beacon fire burned out for a full three hundred miles, and sixty fortresses.

led the whole army, made a big move, drew his sword and rushed to Baicun.

Roll up the smoke and dust all the way.

No matter how rare such a side-plug landscape is, it has nothing to do with these soldiers in the outermost periphery of Bai Village.

The white blade is clenched in the hand, like walking on thin ice.

Not far away, a woman led a red horse and came leisurely, enjoying the scenery of the village.

Sweeping the soldiers in front of her, the woman patted the horse's back indifferently.

Raising his eyes to the sky, he smiled and sneered: "She is really a little girl......

If there is an enemy in Liangzhou, the beacon fire will always rush to 3,000 feet......"

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