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After tossing all this, Yang Xiu returned to the mining area and walked straight through the passage, aiming directly at the wooden house where Jian Zongheng lived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Compared with Fang Cai, Yang Xiu was much more confident, but he didn't have to be afraid, he pushed open the door and walked in, sat down with his ass, and his eyes were aimed at the sword from time to time.

For the sword vertical, Yang Xiu was a little curious when he arrived, his strength was extraordinary, and his origin was mysterious, if he could fool him, it would really be a sure deal!

The small wooden house was immersed in an eerie tranquility, and Jian Zongheng studied the drawings intently, treating Yang Xiu and the others as air.

Yang Ping saw that his young master didn't speak, and he didn't dare to say more, his eyes widened and slipped back and forth, and he secretly began to ponder Yang Xiu's thoughts.

"Little sister, what's the catch?" Yang Xiu quipped, deliberately accentuating the tone of the word sister, and was unhappy to find the sword.

"You're right, the big guy out there has a teleportation function." Jian Zongheng didn't raise his head, and responded softly, it seemed that he didn't have much intention to argue with Yang Xiu, and directly ignored Yang Xiu's provocation.

"Hey, young master, I've always been honest to my own people." Yang Xiu paused, said with a slight meaning, and at the same time hinted at Jian Zongheng.

Jian Zongheng was naturally intelligent, and obviously understood the meaning of Yang Xiu's words, so he raised his head and looked at Yang Xiu with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"I'm still far behind, I still have to work, please leave." Jian Zongheng then glanced at Yang Xiu and opened his mouth to drive people away.

"Hey! This is my territory, if you want to catch up, I'll drive you away! Yang Xiu scratched his head and said with a hint of doubt, his demeanor and movements were really a little annoying.

Yang Xiu's words sounded a little awkward, but the truth was correct, now this mining area still fell into Yang Xiu's hands after all, with this confidence, Yang Xiu naturally didn't need to make any bends with the sword.

"I'll go." Jian Zongheng is also a master with a strange temper, hearing Yang Xiu's words, he said with a calm face, and after speaking, he turned around and began to sort out the drawings and books.

In terms of identity and strength, the sword is much higher than Yang Xiu, and he originally made a deal with Yang An according to the mind of research and investigation, so he stayed near this altar.

Now that this place has changed hands, and Yang Xiu's image of Jian Zongheng is not very good, and the flamboyant ruffian makes Jian Zongheng hate it very much.

No, as soon as Yang Xiu spoke, Jian Zongheng directly packed up his things and left, without the slightest drag, but Yang Xiu was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do.

In Yang Xiu's opinion, Jian Zongheng is a rare talent, if such a person can't recruit his command, then his gain from this trip will be much smaller.

"Brother Jian, we have something to discuss, don't be in a hurry to leave." Yang Xiu barely squeezed out an embarrassed smile and tried to communicate with this strange-tempered sword.

The sword ignored Yang Xiu, and in the light of his hand, spells swayed out, and this small wooden house began to decompose under the control of the sword.

In less than a moment, including the floor that Yang Xiu and a few people were stepping on, all the objects of the wooden house were reduced to delicate knick-knacks, and finally reached the hands of Jian Zongheng.

After doing all this, Jian Zongheng glanced at Yang Xiu arrogantly, and walked straight in the direction outside.

The magic attainment of this hand size conversion and retraction made Yang Xiu and the others stunned, and Yang Xiu opened his mouth even wider, and everyone was stupid.

This is the ability that a mage should have, and then look at himself, he can't control anything except a cold ice, and to put it nicely, he still has the title of a mage.

But in fact, he is just a warrior with a sword, and if he really wants to fight with others, he still relies on martial arts, and spells have become auxiliary.

Seeing such a miraculous method, Yang Xiu couldn't let go of Jian Zongheng anymore, so he simply put his heart on it, and stuck it shamelessly, and grabbed Jian Zongheng's arm stiffly.

"Brother Jian, can you go, what will you let me do if you go." Yang Xiu's ability to turn his face was a sleep, and he still had a playful expression in the last second, and after only a long time, he immediately changed to a flattering face.

"Such a large altar is placed here, it is likely to be a teleportation channel for some alien demon, in case something happens here one day, you will be inseparable, and then this will be a hell on earth!"

Yang Xiu said while squeezing out two tears, if there were outsiders present who didn't understand the situation, they might really be fooled by this shameless guy.

"Let go!" Jian Zongheng's face was full of disgust, and he said impatiently.

In the sword Zongheng, the alien demon has a fart relationship with himself, even if the alien race comes through this altar one day, causing a river of blood to flow and the life is ruined, it is not his own hand, and no one can blame himself.

It's just that this Yang Xiu is really too rogue, and he starts to spill when he can't coerce him, which is really annoying.

"Brother Jian, handsome guy Jian! Don't worry about me, I'm a man of my mouth, but you can't just leave like this, I'll be in big trouble if you leave. Yang Xiu still had a smiling face, and the faces of the people in the market were undoubtedly revealed.

"Do you want to let go?" Jian Zongheng scolded angrily, and his hand began to glow slightly.

"Loose your grandma, a bear!" Yang Xiu is also angry, this sword is too temperamental, and he is so presumptuous when he says good things so lowly.

With a "bang", Yang Xiu's hand rose and fell, and a hand knife smashed on the skull of Jian Zongheng, and Jian Zongheng fell in response, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Young Master, you..."Yang Ping immediately rushed up when he saw this scene, and said with some concern.

"What the hell is this, the long flower branch and the young master I brush my temper, what's the matter now, let you do everything and not obediently?" Yang Xiu clapped his hands and mocked with a smug face, obviously holding back his anger.

"Bang"

Yang Xiu was still not at ease, so he made up another hand knife, smashing the sword's vertical and horizontal faces into the ground slightly.

"Young master, don't be stupid!" Yang Ping was startled when he saw it, and hurriedly reminded him that in Yang Ping's opinion, the small body of the sword could not hold his young master a few times.

"Don't be stupid, this guy wakes up and seeks revenge on me! You find someone to carry you back to my house and wait for you. Yang Xiu took a bite and didn't take it seriously at all, just wanted to go for a moment just now.

"Young Master, this... I'll be there right away! Yang Ping also wanted to persuade him, but Yang Xiu was stunned by a stern look and choked back the words back into his stomach.

Watching Yang Ping lead people to carry the sword vertically and horizontally, although Yang Xiu was smiling, he regretted it to the extreme.

It's not easy to start by yourself, and the two hand knives used seven or eight points of strength, and if the sword wakes up, you will have to seek revenge on yourself.

But in front of Yang Ping, Yang Xiu was a dead duck and was reluctant to admit it, so he stubbornly lifted the sword back vertically and horizontally, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

But as soon as these words came out, Yang Xiu regretted his bowels, as the saying goes, it is easy to invite God and it is difficult to send God, as far as Fang Cai is concerned, Jian Zongheng is definitely not a good master, and Yang Xiu may not have a good time in the future.

However, Yang Xiu has always liked to annoy people by nature, Lu Changfeng is a good example, when I first met, I saw a beating once, and the sword was probably not much better than Lu Changfeng.

Yang Ping looked at the sword that was carried by several people, although there was a heavy look on his face, his heart was full of joy, his young master would definitely have to return it in the future, and a few performances were probably inevitable.

"Why are labor and management so unlucky? Oops..."Yang Xiu said hatefully, and kicked it up, just kicking it on a stone that was half-sunk on the ground, and Yang Xiu grinned in pain.

After half a sound, Yang Xiu, who had finally recovered, sighed leisurely, looked around, turned around and walked away with heavy steps.

The matter in the mining area is over, and the fence on the other side of this hill is no longer occupied, and Xu Cheng naturally took all the people away when he left.

Yang Xiu got what he wanted, and the two iron mines fell into his own pocket, and while consolidating his own family background, he also disgusted Yang An, this business is not a loss.

Moreover, the mining area on the other side of the fence was hardly mined, which showed that Yang Xiu was able to rely on these two iron mines to feed his army for a long time, without having to spend money on other people's things.

After all, the current First Infantry Corps of Grey Pigeon Harbor is only equipped with broadswords and iron shields, and the ordinary soldiers are all wearing cloth clothes, and only the commander can get some armor, but they are all shabby goods that are not of great use.

There are a lot of blacksmiths in Grey Pigeon Harbor, and everything is easy to say with iron ore, so that Grey Pigeon Harbor will soon have a well-equipped army!

......

Just after Yang Xiu solved the matter in the mining area, the army of the Dongyi people also arrived not far from Ningzhen, and the army of 6,000 people could not hide their whereabouts at all, so Ningzhen got the news early in the morning, and the news spread throughout the entire Andu Territory in a very short time.

At present, it seems that Yang An must have some special means of communication in his hands, which can explain why Xu Cheng suddenly turned his face at that time.

However, this is all a secondary matter, even if Yang An got the news early in the morning, but in the face of the Dongyi army of 6,000 people, it was too late to rush to the aid of Ning Town.

Yang An had no choice but to give a death order to the three garrison corps in Ningzhen, that is, the three garrison corps were all dead, and Ningzhen could not be sacked by the Dongyi people.

At the same time, Yang An also sent a message for help to his younger brother Yang Wu in Yanwuling, asking him to send troops to aid Ningzhen, while he gathered the soldiers and horses of Andu Town and hurried to Ningzhen.

As a thriving commercial town, Ningzhen was far more important than three garrison regiments, and an army of 3,000 men could be recruited in just a month or two.

But if Ningzhen is ransacked by the Dongyi people, I am afraid it will take a year or two to recover, which is the most unacceptable to Yang An.

Because once Ning Zhen loses, An Duling's strength will definitely not be as good as before, and at that time, if Yang An wants to compete with Yang Cheng again, there will be little chance of winning.

In this Gray Pigeon City, the throne of the city lord is the ultimate goal that Yang An dreams of, so in Yang An's eyes, Ning Zhen must not afford to lose!