Everything is said to be good, Guangyu and the three of them are all soldiers, and they naturally act vigorously and resolutely, but in just one hour, they will settle the people of Wounded Qi City in the Hurt Qi Forest.

The people in Hurt Qicheng still have some complaints, but when they heard that there was a Sancai Stone for everyone, they no longer objected, and happily packed up and left Hurt Qicheng. You must know that there are more than 3,000 people in Qicheng City, and on average, each person can get three yuan stones, which is a lot of money for these simple residents.

The night was getting deeper, and the residents of Hurt Qi City also entered the dream fragrance.

The three of Guangyu stood by the Yuan River, and Guangyu asked:

"Battalion commander, is it necessary to get all the residents out?"

Hearing this, Jueying said with a smile:

"Guangyu, you were born in your ancestral land, your talent is very high, and you have cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage at a young age, but you are still too young, as a soldier, we are supported by all the human races, we must ensure the safety of the people, as long as there is a little threat, we must be prepared."

Zhang Feng and Guangyu nodded when they heard this, and Zhang Feng said with some admiration:

"It's still the battalion commander's thoughtfulness."

Hearing this, Jueying glanced at Zhang Feng and said:

"Don't engage in those who don't, I have the right to promote you to manage, and I have the ability to go to Lord Zhongling."

Zhang Feng shrugged his shoulders and said:

"I don't have the ability to do this, what kind of character is Lord Zhong Ling, which of us small characters can see when we say it?"

After Zhang Feng finished speaking, he said mysteriously:

"Anyway, have you heard of it, in the past two years, there has been a rich businessman in Sword Immortal City, and his business methods are extremely clever, and even Lord Zhongling's family business has been affected, and the single family went to Lord Zhongling to complain, and as a result, Lord Zhongling took this rich businessman under his umbrella as a staff officer, and also vigorously supported the business of this rich businessman, and the Shan family is now confused."

Guangyu has been on missions everywhere for the past two years, but he hasn't paid attention to the news in this regard, so he suddenly became interested and asked curiously:

"This businessman seems to be a talent, he is worthy of Lord Zhongling to help him from his family, what is his name?"

"It seems to be called Qin Xiaomo. Not very sure. ”

Zhang Feng touched the stubble on his chin and said with some uncertainty.

Guangyu was shocked:

"Qin Xiaomo!! He also has a daughter-in-law named Zhang Xiaohan from time to time? ”

Zhang Feng was taken aback by Guangyu's reaction and said:

"I don't know about this, how do you know this person."

Guangyu clasped his head and said:

"I guess I know, he still owes me money."

At this time, Zhang Feng and Jueying were a little shocked. Zhang Feng asked in disbelief:

"What? The big celebrity around Lord Zhong Ling owes you money? How much do you owe? ”

Guangyu touched his nose a little embarrassed and said:

"A piece of one stone."

Zhang Feng: "... ”

Shadow: "... ”

Jeeki was a little speechless and said:

"Guangyu, are you mistaken?"

Guangyu said with some certainty at this time:

"There shouldn't be anything wrong, in two years, he should have some reputation at his level, and the time is right."

Seeing that Guangyu was so sure, Zhang Feng immediately smiled and said:

"That... Guangyu, since it's your friend, let him talk about me in front of Lord Zhongling, and get me a battalion commander? ”

Jueying looked at Zhang Feng with disdain in his eyes and said:

"Is it really okay for you to say this in front of your battalion commander?"

"Hahahaha."

Guangyu was amused, he didn't expect that the old-fashioned Shadow Battalion Commander still had such a side.

The three men stood by the Yuanjiang River and chatted, pointing out the country, so uncomfortable, if the situation didn't allow, it is estimated that they would have to get a few side dishes and drink two or two small wines.

Time gradually passed, and the sky began to be cloudy, Zhang Feng stretched his waist and said:

"It's dawn, let's send those Yu clans away, the matter here is over, go to Yuan Fan's house to get two lotus cakes."

When Guangyu heard the three words lotus cake, he also came to his senses, and hurriedly responded:

"Okay, I haven't eaten in a long time."

At this time, Jueying's face suddenly changed, and he said:

"That's not right!"

Guangyu and Zhang Feng were a little inexplicable, at least looking at Jueying.

Jeep added:

"It's so quiet, it's almost dawn, this forest is inhabited by thousands of people, it's not normal!"

"yes, because they're all dead!"

An eerie voice appeared behind the Absolute Shadow, and the sword flashed, and a bloody wound appeared on the neck of the Absolute Shadow.

Jeopardy fell to his knees, his blood-stained head leaving his body, his eyes glaring, and he didn't see who attacked him when he was dying.

Guangyu and Zhang Feng were stunned by the scene in front of them, Zhang Feng looked at the comer, his eyes were about to split, the long knife in his hand was clenched, slashing at the comer, and roared angrily in his mouth:

"Sheath, your mother!"

The person who came was none other than the Great Monk of the Feather Clan's Empty Netherworld Period - Ming Sheath!

Ming Sheath reached out and pinched the long knife that was rapidly chopping, and looked at Zhang Feng playfully, his face indescribably weird.

"Wind Thorn!"

The Liquan spear, glowing with white aura, pierced the back of the sheath from the side, and it was Guangyu's support.

As if expected, his free left hand glowed with pitch black, grabbed the sharp stab that Guangyu attacked, and with a flick of both hands, Guangyu and Zhang Feng suddenly flew out, smashing several trees before stopping.

Guangyu and the others immediately got up, a trace of blood flowed from the corners of their mouths, the cultivation of the Empty Netherworld Period was not fake, and both of them were slightly injured.

Zhang Feng clutched his chest and said:

"Xiaoguang, you go first, I'll block him, otherwise we both have to confess here."

Guangyu held the Liquan gun, his fingers were white, and he said with an ugly face:

"Captain, if you want to go, you will go first, and I will stop him."

"Guangyu, I'm your commander, this is an order!"

Zhang Feng roared angrily, Guangyu pretended not to hear, staring at the sheath not far away.

Ming Sheath smiled darkly:

"Don't even think about leaving, you are destined to die here today."

After speaking, he spread his wings behind his back and pounced on the two of them.

Guangyu stared at the fluttering sheath with a solemn face, and said:

"Brother Zhang, work hard, Zhenyuan explodes!"

A burst of white light poured out from Guangyu's body, and Guangyu's momentum skyrocketed, and he pounced on the sheath.

Zhang Feng smiled bitterly, and white light also gushed out from his body, making a True Yuan explosion, followed by Guangyu and pounced on the Ming Sheath.

Guangyu's eyes widened angrily, and the Liquan spear in his hand pierced the chest of the Ming Sheath, and Zhang Feng also arrived immediately, and the long knife in his hand slashed across the waist of the Ming Sheath.

Seeing this, Ming Sheath laughed, grabbed the Liquan gun in Guangyu's hand, pulled it back, and swept Guangyu's chest with a whip leg. Guangyu hurriedly stretched out his hand to block the whip leg of the sheath, and there was a clicking sound in his left hand, which flew out sideways and hit the big tree on the side.

At this time, the single knife in Zhang Feng's hand had also come closer, and the sheath actually ignored it, allowing the long knife to slash his waist. Zhang Feng's face changed, and the steel knife that came out with all his strength actually stopped at Ming's waist, and a thin black light blocked Zhang Feng's single knife, and he couldn't move in at all.

Ming Sheath grinned, grabbed Zhang Feng's neck, the long knife in Zhang Feng's hand fell to the ground, and the fingers that grabbed Ming Sheath with both hands struggled weakly.

"Let him go!"

Guangyu stood up again, roared angrily, and stabbed the Liquan gun in his hand into the back of the sheath again.

The Ming sheath tube didn't bother to care about Guangyu's stabbing at the Liquan gun in his lower back, a layer of black light appeared on his lower waist, and he tried to pinch Zhang Feng in his hand with force.

There was no accident, Guangyu's Liquan gun was blocked by the black light on the back of the sheath, and he couldn't move an inch.

At this moment, Guangyu's head suddenly burst into gold, and the six big characters "despicable kidney striker" appeared above Guangyu's head out of thin air.

With the appearance of the despicable title of Kidney Striker, the Liquan Spear in Guangyu's hand suddenly burst into gold. In the blink of an eye, it broke through the black light on the back of the sheath, pierced into the body of the sheath, and poked out the tip of the lower abdomen of the sheath, and actually pierced the sheath.

"Look for death."

Ming's sheath was painful, the black light flashed in his left hand, and he slashed at the Liquan gun, which had accompanied Guangyu for two years, and was actually split by Ming's hand knife like tofu, leaving a smooth incision.

Mingsheath then turned around and kicked Guangyu in the chest, and Zhang Feng, who was choked by the throat, kicked his legs weakly in the air.

Guangyu didn't have time to react, and was kicked in the chest by the black light of the soles of his feet, and with a clicking sound, Guangyu's chest was visibly deflated.

The blood in Guangyu's mouth gushed out like money, spilling all over the sky. The body flew out like a bullet and fell into the raging Yuan River.

Ming's sheath solved Guangyu, and with a force of his right hand, he pinched Zhang Feng's neck, and Zhang Feng's hands hung down weakly.

Throwing Zhang Feng on the ground casually, Ming Sheath looked at the Wounded Qi Forest, a strange smile leaked out of his face, and under the morning sun, a breeze with the smell of blood blew the hair in front of Ming Sheath's forehead, and a strange black tattoo glistened on Ming Sheath's forehead.