Wen Jifei was on the periphery of the battle area and was in charge of guarding...... It's just that there are 12 people in the vigilance team, and there is no one on guard from beginning to end.

Put away the gun, got up from the ground, patted the soil on his body, turned his head Wen Jifei listened to the sound in the distance, and said:

"It sounds like it's about the same, you guys keep watching, I'll go in and see if I want this A-level god to help." ”

A few people in logistics looked at it and opened their mouths, gave up, let him go, anyway, they definitely can't say anything about him.

turned on the device, but he was afraid of falling, so he didn't dare to accelerate, from the periphery inward, and ran in the woods for a while, Wen Jifei stopped, and he just saw from a distance that a big sharp body that was surrounded by more than 40 people suddenly began to self-destruct.

If you don't self-destruct, it's not going to work, it's all over its body, and it's already cut down.

On the spot, more than 40 people in two formations did not wait for the self-destruction to end, and began to move towards the battlefield on the other side.

Lao Jian took the lead, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, and there were blades of soil and grass on his back.

"Ouch, with such a big advantage, why did the labor team still vomit blood?!" Wen Jifei looked surprised and couldn't help muttering.

In fact, the actual situation is that Captain Lao suddenly had a big heart just now and trained with this big tip, and then a recruit was too excited, and he was careless for a while, and almost had an accident...... Lao Jian stabbed him hard, so he flew and vomited blood.

"Big... Team Lao, are you alright?" Wen Ji shouted a few steps ahead.

"You ......" Lao Jian turned his head and wanted to scold him, asked him how he could come, paused, and finally decided to say first: "I'm fine, little meaning." ”

"What about Qingzi?" Wen Jifei asked again.

"Over there," said Lao Jian, pointing with his knife, "don't come here." ”

Then he lunged forward.

This, it can't be that the battle situation on Qingzi's side is worrying, right?

Wen Jifei didn't dare to make a mess, and stood and thought for a while.

"Get down, get down. Just a moment, not far away, Mira's voice came,

Wen Jifei was dazed but quickly lay down.

"Click, click, click, ......"

The sound of the fusiform destroying and shattering followed, still tooth-sore, and then, the rain of debris whizzing through the trees.

This probably shows that the big tip on Qingzi's side, just the work of the front and back feet, was also cut to despair and self-destruction...... Otherwise, the aircraft will not self-destruct together until the end.

After the rain of fragments was over, the scene began to collect the loot.

Wen Jifei picked up a few pieces of shrapnel and threw them in the bag, he didn't take his own things...... turned around and looked up, and found Han Qingyu who was sitting on the ground resting, and then Shen Yixiu and He Tangtang.

"Where's Wu Xi?"

"Huh? I don't see it. ”

"No way, he thinks about fighting every day. ”

Hearing Wen Jifei and He Tangtang talk like this, Han Qingyu thought about it, and yes, Wu Xian memorized the block map, and every day he thought about looking forward to Dajian coming so that he could fight.

In the situation just now, it is said that he will definitely come down to help, even if he and Rusty Sister don't need his help, the Ganglao team will suddenly be cut off, and someone is injured and chaotic, he will definitely come out.

"Two possibilities......" Han Qingyu thought and muttered at the same time.

"He's lost. He Tangtang said: "But this is unlikely, as long as he can find the eighth block, he will definitely be able to hear the movement here." ”

Wen Jifei raised his head and rolled his eyelids at the same time, "Nothing will happen, right?!" But what can happen to others over there?"

I couldn't answer this question, but Han Qingyu still stood up.

"Labor, we have to go back and have a look beforehand. ”

"Ah, good...... Everyone, hurry up. Lao Jian watched a few people go away, suddenly felt a little uneasy, and urged.

............

Wu Xian is actually quite afraid of Wen Jifei, in Qingzi's words, there is always a scoundrel in a group of people, and the one he can't deal with the most is the rogue friend, so he is always bullied.

For example, every time the plague chicken wants to do something for him, but if he can't do it, he will say that I am a little nurse Wen Ji, and at that time, Wu Yi will have goosebumps all over his body, and the whole person is helpless and depressed.

Helplessly, that guy couldn't fight.

However, Wu Xian really hoped that Wen Jifei could be present at this moment, anyway, if he cut the big tip, he wouldn't be able to help Qingzi...... After all, he didn't have a way to talk to Big Tip right now.

And if he is here, he can talk to these people, or even if it is just from a distance, and just run.

He can probably make sense of them.

Wu Xian thought about it seriously, and it was rare for him to be annoyed because of his stupidity, but before he could speak again, the thirty Yu war slaves who were already a little frightened had already pounced on him again under the drive of Yin Dou.

They are being sacrificed to consume Wu Yi's combat power...... Just like their status and destiny all along.

Three generations of built-in devices, no hopeful eyes.

It seems to be the same person I used to be, maybe there are some differences, but it is very similar.

At the moment of engagement, the black spear once again burst out like a shock, but in the end, it was only on the ground, and it was violently propped up, and Wu Xian's body retreated violently, avoiding the siege and shouting at the same time:

"Master, Wu Xian, please fight!"

This sentence popped into my head on the fly.

And then it was spoken.

As the words fell, the thirty people in front of them paused almost simultaneously, and then turned their heads.

This rule exists, as early as when the head of the Yu family was still called Yu Jinkui, among the war slaves, if someone can challenge the head of the family, they can get out of the slave and get a formal identity and a good position, which is about a way for the old Yu family to motivate and select talents.

When the rules were established, Yu Jinkui was very strong, and it is said that some people did try, but they were far from doing it, and gradually no one tried again, and they were no longer reconciled.

Later, in the era of Yindou, this matter somehow seemed to be forgotten, and no one ever mentioned it again, but the rules themselves seemed to be still there, and I didn't hear of when they were abolished.

The matter was suddenly brought up, and more than thirty people stood still, then turned around and looked at Yu Yindou.

At this moment, they turned back as war slaves to see if the head of the family still accepted a rule related to the fate of Yu's war slaves.

Looking at the current situation, probably not, but it is not important, because for the other war slaves present, at least in this rule, they are on the same position as Wu Xi.

It's not that I hope Wu Yi won.

It's just the rules, it's better to be there.

In the eyes of the slaves, Yu Yindou felt that his majesty was challenged for a moment, and his heart was chaotic, and anger was born before cunning.

The old man pointed his sword at him and rebuked angrily:

"What did you say?!"

The tail of the gun was crutched, ploughing back the earth and stones, Wu Xi's retreating figure stood at the end of the deep mark on the ground, looked up at Yu Yindou, no expression, no tone, said:

"Wu Xi, please fight to the death with the master. ”

The tail of the gun was pulled out, bringing out some earth and stones, and Wu Yi stood there with the sick lonely gun in his hand.

There was no sound on the spot, only more than thirty pairs of eyes, waiting.

Yu Yindou took back the sword he pointed out, pointed out the other sword, and paused, "You rebellious, where do you have the qualifications to follow my Yu family's rules now?!"

"I remember as a slave, I don't know the years, dogs and horses serve my life, my qualifications. ”

Wu Yi finished speaking.

There are more than 30 war slaves present, which one is not a slave in memory, dogs and horses serve their lives?!

Yu Fengzi said: "Dad, then you will cut him." ”

The one that the old father blew a few days ago, the cow that killed Yuan Qing within three moves, Miss Yu still remembers it clearly.

And in fact, there should be no problem in beheading Yuan Qing to death, but when it comes to killing within three moves, in fact, Yu Yindou was mainly to appease the war slaves and boost morale at that time, how many specific moves, where did he know.

It was difficult to ride a tiger, Yu Yindou gritted his teeth, and jumped down from the big stone in front of the sentry with his double swords.

Wu Yi flipped his hand, the black spear seemed to have a rhythm, turned the head of the spear, and drew an arc, half behind him, half at his side...... The barrel of the gun is bowed in an arc.