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Bang! With another bang, the head that was grabbed by Qian Yilong exploded again! Now, there are only two mercenaries left who survived.

"Indigenous...... Damn natives, you're the devil...... Demons, yes—"

Again, Yeneil's eyes were round, hatred and anger filled his eyes, and his posture seemed to want to devour Qian Yilong alive.

"Don't you want to say something now? There's only one last one left, do you want his head to blow up?"

Qian Yilong stretched out his hand to the last mercenary, and the mercenary's panicked movements and frightened expression constituted the fear he faced.

"Nakasiguda! Nakasiguda......"

The mercenary was prostrate on the ground, and there was a stinking yellow liquid between his legs!

"Kavasiragu!"

Jenir roared, as if to stop the mercenary's embarrassed and lowly gesture. However, the mercenary ignored him, and just kept prostrate and muttered, 'That Kasiguda!'.

"Don't you really want to say anything more?"

Qian Yilong dragged the mercenary to Yenir and asked He Chengwu to stop Yenir.

"I knew that he was the last soldier, he was born and died and followed you for so long, but what he got was useless information that you could have said but didn't want to say, you say, will he be clear under the Nine Springs?"

He patted the face of the last mercenary at Jenir, "Tut-tut, look at this yellow skinny face, they must have cried a lot with you!"

It's a pity that they followed the wrong person!"

Seeing that Jenir still didn't let go, Qian Yilong made a gesture to kill the last one who used the refrigerator.

"Indigenous...... Strong, stop! Let him go...... He is...... Innocent!"

Jenir stared at Qian Yilong's eyes, and at this moment his anger and hatred were hidden, some were pleading and humble.

"Hehe, innocent? You can't be innocent here! You know what I want, and if it satisfies me, I'll consider letting you go!"

After speaking, he winked at He Chengwu without leaving a trace.

"Yes, if you make us happy, we'll consider letting you go!"

Nodding understandingly, He Chengwu also made a promise.

"Okay, I can say it, but I have the ...... conditions"

Jenil's expression changed, and he finally opened his mouth after a while.

"No, I think you're mistaken!"

Without hesitation, he interrupted Jenir's conditions, "Now that you are a prisoner, a prisoner, we will only consider your request if you satisfy us!"

And if you want to say that you will let this soldier go first, then please excuse yourself, we will not meet any of your requirements if we don't get what we want!"

Qian Yilong had a smile on his face. In his words, this is the gentleness that belongs to the mage.

"Yes!

He Chengwu's eyebrows danced, a little proud. Now that Yenir has become so low under Qian Yilong's rectification, it's relieving to think about it.

"Yes! I promise you!"

Jenir's face was even more embarrassed, and he thought for nearly a quarter of an hour before finally uttering the five pale words.

"Hey, hey, high, really high!"

Squeezed his eyes at Qian Yilong, He Chengwu is now a descendant.

Squeak squeak!

Just as the two of them were celebrating their upcoming achievements, a hurried rat cry suddenly struck.

"Damn, it's the rats, it's the rats!"

They glanced at each other, and the light in their eyes was even brighter.

They originally came for the rat swarm, but they bumped into Yenir because the rats left, and now they have subdued Yenir and the rat swarm has popped up again, and they are going to make a big contribution!

Beckoning a few base warriors to keep Yenir and the mercenaries firmly in check, Qian Yilong and He Chengwu rushed into the rat crowd without looking back.

There are groups of rats on the left and right, but they are martial arts ranks, and slaughtering rats is as simple as mowing grass.

"There's a silver-tier rat!

He Chengwu's eyes swept casually, and he saw the rat barley hiding behind the rat colony.

"Brute, where to escape!"

With a shout, He Chengwu imitated the legendary master of the world, otherwise, he couldn't show his strength and majesty at the moment.

Squeak squeak!

Rat Big Mac saw He Chengwu coming towards him, and decisively let him slip back.

The greenhorn that Phaedson rode chased after the rats, and after a while, he saw Rat Barley, who was also chasing the rats.

"Indigenous humans?"

Fei Dexun's brows furrowed, this human was full of evil energy, and it was obvious that he had just crawled out of the sea of corpses. Looking at the rats that fell on both sides of the road all the way over He Chengwu, he suddenly understood that this human being was probably also here to kill rats.

"Yo ha, another human from another world! Lao Tzu has bumped into the God of Wealth today, this is going to be sent!"

His eyes were staring at Fei Dexun, although Fei Dexun's dress was simple, but the bluehorn mount under the seat made He Chengwu's saliva water.

"Good mount, good mount!"

The two looked at each other strangely for a while, and Rat Big Mac took advantage of the stalemate between the two to slip away. Dig a hole directly into the hidden rat path underground.

His brow furrowed even more, and he watched as Rat Barley slipped away from his eyes in such a grand manner. There was no more than a silver-rank beast on the left and right, and it was not as good as the gold-rank native who carried a big sword.

"Hey, a good man on horseback, why don't you go to our Yiyang base to sit for a while?

I see you're very tired, and you haven't rested and eaten grass for a long time!

Our Yiyang base has planted the finest elixir-grade pasture grass to ensure that your mount is fed well!"

He Chengwu broke the peace first, no matter what, first tricked Fei Dexun back to the Yiyang base. Now there are two golden rank high stages in the Yiyang base, and there is one at the peak, which is enough to eat the Fei Dexun and the mount in front of him in one bite.

"Native, what did you say?"

Fei Dexun tilted his head, he had learned the indigenous language with Master Mel, but he was a little puzzled by what the native meant.

Horses eat grass What horses are greenhorns?

Fei Dexun thought a little far, but then shook his head, natives are natives after all, and they have never even seen a bluehorn.

"Native, is there a city around here? Sacrifice your city, and I will spare you death!"

Putting aside He Chengwu's words, Fei Dexun asked He Chengwu about the city. The purpose of his trip was to find a city built by the natives. Although this is not the main purpose, if he can find it, he may be able to return to the Mercenary Regiment on the basis of this.

"Yes, yes, of course we have a city! But you have to keep along, I still have a companion, and when I pick up my companion, I'll take you back!"

With a roll of his eyes, He Chengwu followed Fei Dexun's words.

It's really sleepy and touches the pillow, he really thinks about what reason he should find to bring people back, and now that he has sent a reason on the other side, he can't do it.

"Okay, you lead the way, I'll assemble my team!"

Don't play tricks with me, if you dare to play tricks, you'll die a miserable death!"

Fei Dexun rode the bluehorn with his back to He Chengwu and was about to leave, but suddenly he slashed it without looking back at his eyes, and directly cut off a strand of He Chengwu's hair.

"Hehe, do people from other worlds like to pretend to be thirteen?"

Watching Fei Dexun ride away on his mount, He Chengwu couldn't help but muttered in a low voice. Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck, and when he reached out to wipe it, there was a streak of blood.

"Damn, this is a stubble!"

Looking at the bloodshot tip of his right index finger, He Chengwu's eyes sharpened, and he knew that he was probably not his opponent Fei Dexun. He was more cautious.

Leaving behind the rats that were still fleeing, He Chengwu turned around and ran back to Qian Yilong.

"Money boy, take those two otherworldly captives and leave!

Urgently called Qian Yilong, and now He Chengwu had a trace of worry in his heart. He was afraid that those two captives knew Fei Dexun, and if they did, they would probably all confess here today.

"Sure enough, you really have something to hide from me!

Like a ghost, Fei Dexun rode a bluehorn and appeared silently behind He Chengwu.

With a strong sense of danger, He Chengwu's hairs stood up all over his body. Looking back at Fei Dexun, who was sitting on top of the bluecorn and was a body taller than himself, he had an embarrassed and reluctant smile on his face.

“......”

Qian Yilong heard He Chengwu's voice, turned his head to look, and happened to see Fei Dexun standing behind He Chengwu, and he was suddenly shocked.

The strange costumes were not far from the costumes on the two otherworldly captives, but they were more noble.

"It's going to be bad!"

A thought flashed in his heart, and Qian Yilong decisively launched the emergency signal flare that had been hidden in his arms for a long time.

The person behind He Chengwu was invincible, and only by summoning the strong people in the Yiyang base could he subdue him.

"Native, you are bold, I appreciate your courage and adaptability!"

Fei Dexun looked at Qian Yilong from afar, and his voice poured into Qian Yilong's mind with his gaze, scaring Qian Yilong again.

This kind of secret technique is something that Wu Jinxuan has never known, according to this calculation, even if the rank of this mysterious person riding a mount is not as good as Wu Jinxuan, but the means are probably more diverse than Wu Jinxuan.

Sensing that the atmosphere was a little strange at the moment, Jenir's lowered head was raised. Just now, because of the convenience of fighting, he was forcibly raised and squatted on the ground by the warriors of several bases.

"Fei De Xun, it's Fei De Xun!"

Seeing the figure in the distance riding on the greenhorn, Jenir struggled to his feet from the ground.

As Jenir stood up, Fei Dexun quickly saw the familiar person who had been covered in bruises by Qian Yilong and He Chengwu.

"Jenir!"

Seeing that Yenir was still alive, Fei Dexun was very happy. Immediately, his face was gloomy, and he could see the wounds on his body, large and small. Some even have crusts on them.

"Natives, damn your natives, you all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!"

Fei Dexun was furious. Carrying the scimitar in his hand, he slashed at He Chengwu. Combined with what he had just heard, it was clear that it was their group that had imprisoned Yeneil.

Looking back, he stopped the big sword in his chest, and He Chengwu had to be prepared. Seeing Jenir standing up from the ground, he knew that something was wrong, but fortunately, Qian Yilong had already sent the signal. If it drags on for a quarter of an hour at most, there will be a strong man in the Yiyang base to save them.

"You dare to stop me!

Fei De Xun saw that the knife had no effect, so he decisively swung another knife, this knife, he mixed the method of his own enlightenment into it. Where the sword light is shining, there is a faint round of silver moon shattering, exuding a chilling light.

"The sword breaks the mountains!

There was a fainter shadow of the mountain range floating on the sword light of the big sword, which seemed a little weak compared to the sword light.

Burst!

Fei Dexun's sword broke through He Chengwu's carefully prepared defensive sword style, and the residual strength rushed straight towards He Chengwu's body, and he didn't run around in his body.

With the strength of this residual blood, He Chengwu also took advantage of the situation to break away from Fei Dexun's attack range, rolled on the ground a few times, and he continued to endure his injuries and run in the direction of Qian Yilong.

"I still want to leave! Who gave you the guts!"

Fei Dexun and the bluehorn under his crotch had a heart-to-heart, and the bluehorn decisively took a stand and ran towards He Chengwu, who was fleeing.

"Blue Horn Break!"

With the help of the charge, Fei Dexun once again used a single sword to kill Joseph's move.

Boom Boom!

Several fireballs instantly rubbed out of Qian Yilong's hands and smashed into the path of the bluehorn's charge. He saw that knife clearly, if He Chengwu really received such a knife, I am afraid that he would directly see the king of Hades.

"Native mage!"

Fei Dexun grabbed the panicked bluehorn in time. Powerful mages have always been the nemesis of their warriors on mounts.

The frightened mounts mean that their strength is limited, making them no different from ordinary warriors.

Turning over and getting down, he patted the greenhorn on the forehead, and the bluehorn ran in the direction of the large army. It will bring all the people in and add more people to the Field.

"Then I'll kill you first!"

With a strange step, Fei Dexun rushed towards Qian Yilong. The indigenous mage is not guarded by a warrior, as long as he is close to him, he will be manipulated by him at will.

"Why don't you try again, and then move Lao Tzu to kill him!"

He Chengwu, who fled, held the big sword and unloaded Yeneil's left arm with a single sword, and then kicked Yenir to the ground, and the big sword pointed directly at Yenier's head.

"Natives, let him go, you've me off!"

Fei Dexun stopped, looked at Qian Yilong, who was less than ten meters away from him, and then saw that he was pressed under his feet and was about to be stabbed to death at any time, he had a little difficulty in making a choice. He didn't want Jenir to die, this was the only remaining gold-level powerhouse in his family besides him.

"Shit! You're pissing me off!"

Pulling away, Qian Yilong gasped loudly. Being approached by a warrior of a higher rank than oneself is too painful to do. Just now, he had no doubt that if he was really approached by Fei Dexun, his neck would probably be broken by Fei Dexun in an instant.

"I don't kill you, I tolerate you! You should thank me for my kindness!"

stared sharply at Qian Yilong. In an instant, Qian Yilong felt like a prey staring at by a predator, like a lonely boat floating on the turbulent sea, and if he didn't pay attention, he would be swept into the sea.

"Phew, pay attention to your behavior, if you make any rash moves, this person will die!"

He Chengwu's voice attracted Fei Dexun's attention, and the big sword sank an inch, already piercing Yeneil's scalp.

"Natives, you are looking for death!"

Fei Dexun looked at the blood flowing from Jenil's head, and he was even more furious!

He dared to commit murder in front of his eyes, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead!

"Yes, I'll look for death! How dare you!"

Listening to the word 'indigenous' repeated in Fei Dexun's mouth, how unhappy he was to hear it. If the strength can't be beaten, then he can't talk about it, he doesn't believe that this powerhouse in the other world can still talk about him.

(End of chapter)

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