Fang Fan suddenly held his breath and condensed, his body remained motionless, staring coldly at the green grass in front of him.

Cesociso.

The sound of the grass being stretched out was getting closer and closer, and suddenly, a dog's head appeared in front of Fang Fan's eyes, turning his head to look at Fang Fan, stunned.

Fang Fan pursed his lips and smiled at it, the big gun in his hand stabbed it in the golden light, leaving a fist-sized hole, and at the same time, shouted in his mouth.

"Kill!"

Before the words fell, Fang Fan jumped up suddenly, holding a big gun and rushing into the mustache dog group, killing one after another, blood and flesh splashing all over the sky.

This seemed to arouse their ferocity, and they rushed up with red eyes and screams, and opened their mouths to bite.

"Hmph." A sneer appeared at the corner of Fang Fan's mouth, regardless of it, the big gun in his hand swept away, disemboweling several mustache dogs, and at the same time, a famous spearman took the first step and rushed straight over, the spear in his hand flashing with silver-white light.

Burst! Burst!

A bearded dog was pierced by a spear and died.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a bark sounded, Fang Fan heard the sound and looked, but found a group of mustache dogs, he couldn't see any difference, and he didn't know which one barked.

As soon as the barking fell, the mustached dogs scattered and fled, Fang Fan looked fixedly, there were at least nearly a hundred, and before they ran far, they disappeared into the grassland, never to be found again.

"Pack it up, feel withdrawn."

Hastily dug up a dozen or so beast souls, gathered with the spearmen and the heavy armored shield soldiers behind, and quickened his pace, wanting to pass through this grassland as soon as possible.

But it didn't take long for Fang Fan to find that kind of snooping feeling appeared again.

"The ghost is not gone." Fang Fan touched the dense tooth marks on the gauntlet, and said with a frown.

Unbeknownst to him, Fang Fan also found that his group seemed to have been discovered by the predators in the grassland, lurking on the side and waiting for the opportunity to move, and the smell of blood on his body was too strong.

"Village Chief, are they following again? I didn't see anything. A spearman asked curiously.

"Coming up, snooping on us from the shadows."

"Then let's ambush another wave and kill it?" The man licked his lips and proposed.

Fang Fan's heart moved, but after thinking for a moment, he still shook his head.

"Forget it, don't dwell on it too much, just follow it, with me, I can't turn the sky, get out of the grassland as soon as possible and do the right thing."

Everyone involuntarily quickened their pace, and they were about to leave the grassland.

The area of this lakeside grassland produced by Longzi Lake is not very vast.

Suddenly, Fang Fan's eyes jumped: "Finally gone." ”

"Okay, the mustache dogs didn't follow, is anyone familiar with this? Where are there villages. Fang Fan asked.

When everyone heard this, their faces suddenly relaxed.

Finally gone.

Although these mustache dogs can't hurt Fang Fan, they can hurt them, these mustache dogs have been following, but they have given them a lot of pressure.

"Village chief, everyone is not very clear, not to mention, now that such a big change has taken place, and I can't recognize it." A person explained to Fang Fan.

"Is that so?" Fang Fan rubbed his chin: "Now, it's a little difficult." ”

"It seems that the only way to do this is to use the stupidest method.

The spearmen were all there, in groups of two, and spread out in search of the village. ”

"Yes, Village Chief!!"

Fang Fan gave an order, all the pikemen scattered in all directions, no one hesitated, no one resisted, I don't know when they had a kind of obedience, that is, absolute obedience to Fang Fan's order, no matter how hard and tired it was, even if it was sent to death, they would do it all.

Seeing them go away, Fang Fan withdrew his eyes, stood firm, visualized the true form of the Yellow Emperor, and led ten heavily armored shield soldiers to cultivate together.

Countless earthy spiritual energies converged to wash their bodies, refine their skins, and increase their strength.

I don't know since when, Fang Fan cultivated whenever he had free time, and cultivated whenever he had free time, without wasting a single bit of time.

This also made Fang Fan's strength rise rapidly and become stronger rapidly.

Suddenly, Fang Fan found that there was a point of light in the true shape of the Golden Emperor that was flickering, one dark and one bright.

Fang Fan subconsciously attached the thought to it, and in an instant, a sense of guidance appeared.

South!

"You continue to cultivate, I'll go out." Before the words fell, Fang Fan had already rushed out, following the direction of that trace, constantly galloping, looking for it.

It didn't take long for two spearmen to appear in front of them, they were fighting, and a big rooster, colorful and almost taller than a man.

One person was still fighting, and the danger was full of dangers, and one seemed to have been pecked hard and opened a hole.

"Village Chief." The two of them were overjoyed when they saw Fang Fan, and hurriedly shouted.

Fang Fan didn't respond, stared at the rooster, and rushed forward with a gun.

"Kill!"

After killing the rooster in three or two strokes, Fang Fan looked at the two of them.

"How's it going, are you alright?"

"It's okay, the injury has stabilized." The injured man said, Fang Fan took a general look, it was indeed nothing, and he was almost healed after half a day of cultivation.

"Village chief, there is a village in front, we were close before, and we were attacked by this rooster, and then we were injured." Another said.

"Are you sure?"

"Sure."

"Okay, okay, then you have made meritorious contributions, go, go back, and when the others come back, we will come over together." Fang Fan laughed.

Take the two of them back to the same place, take them to practice, use the effect of the exercises to echo each other, help him heal, and at the same time, wait for the return of the others.

As time went by, they all came back one by one, a little injured, some intact, some returned empty-handed, and some of them brought back good news to Fang Fan.

Squatting on the ground, he pulled out a blank paper and pencil and drew up a map of the area, highlighting the five villages that had been discovered.

"Come two people to protect the wounded, go, go to the nearest existence."

"Yes!"

"Everyone is safe, these village chiefs have poultry mutations."

"Don't worry, village chief, it's okay."

Speeding up his footwork and rushing directly into the village, to Fang Fan's surprise, except for a few chickens and ducks, he didn't see any other mutant beasts.

"Does every family have a dog? What about dogs? Have they all become wolves? Fang Fan asked curiously.

"No matter, hurry up, go find all the food and pile it on the car." Fang Fan didn't know where to find a few board cars and shouted.

"Guaranteed to get the job done." A hippie said with a smile on his face.

"Go!" Fang Fan smiled and kicked falsely.

"Yes."

Bags of rice, pieces of salted meat, salted fish, and jars of sauerkraut were piled up on the carts, and soon the four carts were piled up, and this was only a few houses searched, most of which were not yet searched.

"Gone, gone."

I took a few ropes and tied them to the cart, let the two spearmen hold them, and easily pulled the cart away, almost knocking things off.

"Slow down, if you lose my bacon I'll kill you." Fang Fan scolded with a smile.

Finding food so easily, everyone was happy and relaxed, and they left the village like that.

With the departure of Fang Fan and the others, the village returned to silence, but not long after, a group of people visited this abandoned village.....