Dongyue and Xiliu fell in love and killed each other, and they couldn't finish talking about it for a few nights.

However, compared with the Northern Empire, which is directly bordered by Dongyue, the Ying Kingdom, which is only separated by an inland sea, or the South Australian Alliance, which is bounded by mountains, the friction between the Xiliu Kingdom and Dongyue is the least.

The ocean separates the two countries directly, at least the two countries have never been at war, and they cannot afford to fight such a war thousands of miles apart.

As a big country, the Xiliu State is more likely to fan the flames behind its back, resell armaments and materials, or have disputes with the Northern Empire, which is only separated by a strait in the extreme north.

This kind of behavior of making war money once made people very unhappy.

In recent years, there have been many storms in the westward country, and the victims have broken out everywhere, making many people feel that God is helping to punish, and their hearts are secretly refreshed.

For example, now, Xu Zhi, a victim who is also suffering.

With the guarantee of Yuanzong Bokong, he had the status of temporarily entering the Xiliu country.

But in order to prevent Xu Zhi from making trouble, and also to prevent Xu Zhi from being troubled.

Yuanzong Bokong took Xu Zhi with him for the time being.

"You said you would give me a small bottle of Copper Whale Oil."

"I promise, I promise, if you don't send it, you'll break both of my legs."

"It's so polite, you don't have to swear like this."

Yuanzong Bokong waved his hand again and again, and he could see that he was still quite satisfied with Xu Zhi's oath, and the white eyebrows and white beard on his forehead trembled.

Xu Zhi watched with pain as Yuan Zong Bokong took off a rather small recorder from his collar, and after inserting it into the Maximi Milan information equipment, Xu Zhi's voice of promise and assurance was clearly heard in the video.

"I'm not specifically targeting you, I'm just using it to record some memo information" Yuan Zongbo said proudly: "I'm old and often forgetful, it's very convenient to have such a small thing." ”

"You're right, you're right."

A lot of people of age have a lot of eyes, this is because they are afraid that he will repay the debt or something, so I came to check it out.

"Maximi, you keep this record well, this little thing can only be recorded for twenty-four hours, and it's too inconvenient."

"You people who are engaged in information can't invent a record for ten or eight years, why is the capacity of the storage medium so small."

Yuanzong Bokong complained very much and handed over the recorder the size of a button pin to Maximi.

"This miniature model has a large recording capacity," Maximillan replied helplessly, looking at the special recorder.

"Science and technology are developing, you have to look forward, let people study and study, maybe one day it will be researched."

"Yes, I will definitely tell the scientists who are engaged in research to work hard."

Maximi replied in a muffled voice, he was just a user, and he didn't do research work, but the bigwigs of these cultivation systems were always unclear.

"The minds of researchers don't know how to move forward, and they need to be educated."

Looking at Xu Zhi's slightly surprised eyes, Yuanzong Bokong explained slightly.

"Right"

Xu Zhi nodded, carrying the barrel of silver Arowana blended oil that Yuanzong Bokong needed, and followed along the aisle of the resettlement house.

It's really that this white-haired old swordsman gave him too much shadow back then.

Now that the other party's attitude has changed, he hasn't adapted to it for a while.

If it is really as Yuanzong Bokong said, after doing one, the grudges of the year have been put down, and it is not wrong for the two sides to be harmonious.

After all, he is a great cultivator at the grandmaster level, he is in a high position, and he is already ** ten years old, and his heart is not as calculating as their young people imagined, and hatred is always pressed in the bottom of their hearts.

As Mistrio said, different strengths and different positions lead to different ways of looking at problems and concepts.

"You came from Dongyue so far to play, Yan Xuankong didn't care about you."

Yuanzong Bokong looked at Bolívar who was doing the test in the resettlement house, and felt that Xu Zhi crossed the sea to find someone to play was purely idle and painful.

But if there was any other purpose, he didn't come up with it, and he would never go to the Xiliu country to catch the remnants of the bitter sect.

"Our Yan family is laissez-faire, and the master never cares about this kind of thing," Xu Zhi said with a smile.

"He's just a hapi, and he didn't have time to care about his son back then, and that Yan Cizong didn't come out of the ruins of our Xiliu Country, and then it took more than half a year to stop."

The incident of Yan Cizong is a taboo in the Yan family, and no one has ever mentioned it, but they go to worship once a year.

How he died, whether there was revenge or not, Xu Zhi didn't know at all.

If you die in the ruins, you can't say anything, who can you talk to.

Yuanzong Bokong can still catch Tuo Guhong for a while, and the Yan family has no way to take revenge.

"Don't worry, I'm the most serious person, I rarely go into the ruins, and at most run the safe cave."

Looking at Yuanzong Bokong's suddenly somewhat suspicious eyes, Xu Zhi patted his chest and assured.

"I don't know anything about the terrain of the Xiliu Country, and I don't know where there are relics, so I won't get into it" Xu Zhi smiled: "I heard that there are two caves on your side, if you can help recommend ......"

"You are from Dongyue, unlike us from the West, a bottle of copper whale sesame oil is not enough."

Yuanzong Bokong interrupted Xu Zhi's little fantasy.

"Those two bottles."

"I'll wait until you've delivered the first bottle."

finally had thighs that could be pongy, and Xu Zhizheng wanted to bargain.

Suddenly, Bolívar, who had entered the resettlement room for testing, screamed, 'It hurts'.

The long sword on Yuan Zongbokong's back beside him had already flashed.

"Remnants of the Hindrance."

Yuan Zong Bokong snorted and stepped directly into the room.

In the room, I saw an ordinary-looking middle-aged man sitting on a stool, as if he didn't expect death to come so quickly, his eyes widened and quickly turned gray, looking at these people in front of him blankly.

A thin-bladed double-winged sword was inserted into the middle-aged man's neck, and the cervical vertebrae supporting his head were shot directly through.

Fatal with one hit.

There is no chance of any rebound.

Yuanzong Bokong raised his hand slightly, and the two-winged sword swooped back into his back, and the blood on the opponent's neck spurted out.

This way of taking out the sword and retracting the sword is extremely coquettish, far more chic than him carrying a long stick, and Xu Zhizhi is envious in his heart.

When his face was slightly straight, he grabbed Bolívar, whose body was trembling next to him.

“”

Bolívar's face turned pale, and his teeth creaked.

"Master, is my brother going crazy in cultivation?" said Bolipian hurriedly.

"Don't worry, he just simulates the energy operation in the body of the remnants to cause some stimulation, which is beneficial and harmless, which is equivalent to bearing the impact of a little relic effect."

Yuan Zongbo said lightly, and glanced at the middle-aged man opposite, the man's face had begun to change color rapidly.

Just as humans in the real world enter the ruins and die, the bodies of the remnants begin to decay rapidly, several times faster than normal people.

Two policemen quickly searched their bodies, and after taking out some bits and pieces, they transferred the other party's body to the quilt and hurriedly carried it out.

"We give the second generation the opportunity to accept modern life and survive, and we can continue to assimilate them and manage them, but for the survivors with all kinds of strange abilities, especially the survivors who are unpredictable and want to blend into the disaster area."

Yuan Zongbo opened the middle-aged man's relics, holding a light blue scroll between his fingers, and the impact of internal qi instantly turned this healing scroll into confetti.

Bits of pale blue water-based magical elements flickered in the air, and then vanished without a trace.

"There is no mercy for killing."

Yuanzong Bokong's cold voice came, making Xu Zhi suddenly clear about the policy of the Xiliu Kingdom towards the remnants.