"You're talking! Did someone just come?"

Seeing Jing Chong's appearance like this, Nie Haiyuan asked solemnly again.

This time, Jing Chong gradually calmed down and didn't speak, but seeing him nod slowly, this was the best answer to Nie Haiyuan.

"It's the direction of the mountain behind the main peak where the second village master is located, and it seems to be in trouble now!"

Nie Haiyuan's eyes shrank for a while, and he looked through the heavy stone forest, that direction was the direction of the main peak of Langya Mountain that they had been to when they received the reward before, but when he thought of the noble status of Gongye Qingfeng, the lord of Erzhai, even Nie Haiyuan, who had always liked to brag all over the sky, had to choose to retreat.

"Forget it, if it's really the person of the second village master, most of the knives will not come back, after all, even if it is our village master, he is not qualified to meet Gongye Qingfeng!" What Nie Haiyuan said was not taken lightly, after living in this Blood Knife Village for so many years, he was very clear about the level distribution within the Blood Knife Village.

And their so-called patrol cottage is simply the lowest level of the blood knife village, even if it is the owner of each shed, it is only equivalent to a small captain in the first three villages, such an identity, it is difficult to meet the master of the second village, let alone ask the other party to ask for a knife such a thing.

"If you're stumped, let that man swallow my steel knife?"

Hearing Nie Haiyuan's words, Jing Chong's heart trembled like ice pouring fire, although he had indeed grown a little bit after the blow of the death of his parents, but because of this, he would pay more attention to everything left by his father, especially the handle that was engraved with a flat "sun" The rusty wire steel knife of the word is the biggest reliance to witness the bloodstains of his parents' revenge, and it is also a major clue for him to finally find out his father's true identity, but now all this has turned into a candlelight bubble, how can he accept it easily?

The invisible grief continued to erode his heart, and the whole atmosphere was condensed to the freezing point in an instant, and the oppressive breath made people a little breathless.

"Jing Chong, didn't the master of the village say it? You want to help us enter the art hall to cultivate the powerful martial arts of the Blood Knife Village, I believe that with your character, you will definitely be able to achieve something, but once you have the strength, will you not be able to get ahead?

There are not many words, but the most important thing is to keep improving, this passage may be the most reasonable Nie Haiyuan has said so far, but as soon as his words fell, Jing Chong, who was originally grief-stricken, immediately stopped crying, wiped the tears that had not dried up with his hand, and he suddenly straightened his waist.

Missing the childishness that a young man should have, his cold temperament rose up in an instant, his face was cold, his eyes were like electricity, he looked at the opposite peak, gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "No matter who you are, in time I must let you kneel down in front of me and cry and beg for the knife to be returned!"

After saying this, Jing Chong's sleeve robe waved, and he strode towards the direction of the ninth shed patrol cottage.

"This boy, alas!"

Shaking his head helplessly, Nie Haiyuan and Zou Cang also left, but by this time, the previous excitement had already been swept away.

Jing Chong, who returned to the ninth shed and the tenth team, ignored no one, and fell asleep after falling asleep in the quilt, and this sleep was a whole day, making the room full of doubts, but no one dared to ask questions.

Early the next morning, Jing Chong was still the first to choose to get up, but this night's rest had already swept away the unwillingness.

Because he had a good relationship with Nie Haiyuan, and was divided into a night patrol team with him, he was relatively much more leisurely, even if he slept for a day and a night, no one paid attention to it.

In addition, Jing Chong is also relatively diligent, and he has taken care of the hygiene of the entire wooden house and bedroom, and everyone takes care of it even more.

Carefully cleaned the room in the house, Jing Chong walked out of the gate alone after finishing his washing, and still came to the place where the steel knife was lost yesterday in a daze alone, and from time to time took out the silk silk in his arms, and the eye-catching four big characters on it "Wolf Warrior Knife Method" deeply evoked his memories.

Until now, he has all the relics about his parents and only it, and this time he must not tolerate the loss of half a point, thinking of this, he hurriedly put it in his arms.

At the same time, his fingers touched the hard animal skin scroll, and he couldn't help but hold it in his hand on a whim.

For several days, he had been looking through the heavy scroll of animal skin in this secluded place almost every day, and although he did not know the words on it, the vivid pictures carved on it made him madly addicted to it.

After a few days of continuous indulgence, although Jing Chong did not get any obvious understanding, it still made him feel the small changes in his body. To his surprise, the kind of malaria that was originally hidden in his body seemed to have been reduced a lot, and the frequency of attacks from time to time never came.

Such a change was something he didn't expect, Jing Chong knew that every time he was strongly stimulated, there would be a sudden outbreak of malaria, but once the malaria outbreak was unimaginable, the harm to the body was unimaginable, and it usually took more than ten days to gradually stabilize.

However, this time, in the face of sudden difficulties at home, the death of both parents and the tragic death of the second master, he was strongly stimulated twice.

But in the midst of this process, apart from those two episodes of malaria, there has been no recurrence of that delayed symptom to this day.

Such a result can't help but make him attribute all the credit to the "Fantasy Fantasy God Book" in his hand.

Thinking of this, he seemed to be even more in love with this mysterious and strange beast skin scroll.

With this in mind, he was even more eager to find out the true mystery of this beast book.

However, just as he was about to open the first page of the book and read the picture as usual, a series of footsteps were heard in the dense forest in front of him.

As the saying goes, once bitten by a snake, ten years to shoot the well rope, this is not false at all, Jing Chong heard this voice, and immediately thought of the scene of losing the steel knife yesterday, so the sensitive he quickly stuffed the book in his hand into his arms, and turned around and wanted to shout.

But with the sound of the wind blowing, the violent wheezing sound came, Jing Chong's face was relieved, and then Nie Haiyuan's hurried voice came from his ears, "Jing Chong, I thought you came here, hurry, hurry back, the master of the village will summon you!"

When this sentence came, Jing Chong's heart was immediately happy, it seems that the master of the village really did not deceive himself, it seems that this is going to take them into the art hall.

Thinking of this, the depression in his heart was swept away, and he hurriedly turned around and strode back, returning to the ninth shed patrol cottage again.

As soon as I entered the patrol cottage, I saw a group of people surrounded by black pressure, and they were all the same as when they killed Li Dazhu two days ago and brought them back to surrender.

grabbed a few steps and squeezed into the crowd, and when they saw that the people who came were Nie Haiyuan and Jing Chong, the people present naturally dodged a passage, and they pointed at each other, and they couldn't hide the envious expression.

The look of this scene came into his eyes, but he couldn't help but sigh for Jing Chong, although he was unfortunate compared to this group of people, but in this blood knife village, he was lucky.

It had only been a few days since he arrived at the Blood Knife Village, and he had miraculously jumped from a "white body" who was nothing to having the qualifications to enter the art hall.

He knew that there were really not many such opportunities, so of course it would make this group of minions who had been suffering for years or even decades red-eyed.

Jing Chong understood everyone's sourness, so he also tried his best to be soothing, and most of the eyes opposite to him would give him an encouraging look, so that there was a bit of surprise in the crowd, and he was also suppressed by his performance.

Soon, under the support of everyone, the two of them came to the atrium of the master of the ninth shed.

In the atrium of Nuoda, in addition to the master of the village, Mao Dahu, the rest is the henchman captain Qiao Shan, of course, there is still a person standing at the door, it is Zou Cang, who has already come here, without the support of Nie Haiyuan and Jing Chong, this little monkey seems to be extremely weak and frightened, and in the face of the majesty of the master of the village, he doesn't even dare to breathe.

It wasn't until the moment he saw Jing Chong and the others walking quickly behind him that he straightened his waist like an inflated ball.

"I've seen the master of the village!"

The three of them knelt on the ground at the same time, kowtowed again and again, and soon ushered in Mao Dahu's warm smile.

"Hahaha, get up, I guess you also know the reason why I summoned you here, so I just don't sell it, I have already submitted the three of you to apply for the quota to enter the Art Hall yesterday, and after the review of several hall masters of the Art Hall, they have also agreed one after another!

Mao Dahu smiled and leaned away from his seat, and helped the three of them up, his face was full of kindness, and the rough skin and flesh shook for a moment, and then he continued, "Young men, the three of you can represent our entire ninth shed patrol cottage, and you can't be as lazy as before when you get to the art hall, the abilities you have learned are all your own, don't smear our faces on the cottage, see, many brothers are here with desire!"

After speaking, Mao Dahu pointed to the black crowd outside the door and said warningly.

After hearing this, the three of them bowed again, "The little ones must live up to the cultivation of the master of the village, and they dare not forget everyone's expectations.

The three of them spoke, and at the same time turned around to face the people outside the door and bowed, seeing the actions of the three people, and in an instant, the entire Ninth Shed Patrol Cottage immediately boiled.