"Alliance leader, you, you're dead too?"

Wang Lung had heard that after death, the soul would enter another place called the underworld, but he didn't expect to see Zhang Qingfeng again, and thought that he had killed this benefactor who had saved his life because of his stupidity, and tears of regret flowed out immediately.

"Alliance leader, I, Wang Long, deserve to die, I'm too stupid, I shouldn't be in a hurry to catch the spy without trying to catch the spy myself, but I didn't say anything about my own death, and I killed you too, I ......"

"Who said you died?"

Zhang Qingfeng interrupted Wang Lung.

"I, I'm not dead?"

"Count your fate, you didn't die. Zhang Qingfeng came to Wang Long's side and sat down next to him.

Wang Lung looked incredulous, touched his stomach and said, "But I clearly remember that I was stabbed more than ten times, and my intestines came out, how could I not die?"

The two iron wolf kings who were scared half to death by Wang Lung hated Wang Lung so much that they shot mercilessly, and the knife was fatal, Wang Lung really couldn't believe that he had survived.

"I can only say that your life is good. ”

Wang Lung really has a good fate, if it weren't for Zhang Qingfeng's Rat King meat that can be used to heal the living dead, he wouldn't have survived even if he had ten lives.

After making sure that he was not dead, Wang Lung's happy mouth couldn't close, and he knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow to Zhang Qingfeng, but Zhang Qingfeng's words suddenly made his expression more ugly than death.

"Although you are not dead, but Huihai was destroyed, and your cultivation has been lost, and I am afraid that you will not be able to cultivate in this life. ”

"What?"

Wang Lung was suddenly struck by lightning, his brain buzzed, and he froze on the spot.

If you lose all your cultivation, you will become a waste, and what is the difference between this and death for a cultivator?

Zhang Qingfeng looked at Wang Long, who was stupid there, and said, "However, you don't have to be too sad, things in the world are never right or wrong, and we may be able to find a way to heal you in the future." Those knives are too heavy, and eight of them have been inserted into your Huihai, and with my current ability, I have done my best to save your life. ”

Wang Lung finally relieved, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and smiled reluctantly: "No, it's okay, it's not that you can't cultivate, but I'm still alive, and being alive is more important than anything else, it's a big deal to go back to the countryside to do my old job, and go to the iron." ”

Only then did Zhang Qingfeng know that Wang Lung was actually a blacksmith before.

"How are those two spies? Have you caught them?" Wang Lung didn't want to continue this sad topic, and asked about the two spies sent by the Sirius King.

Zhang Qingfeng nodded: "Caught it, the big eyes are extorting confessions, and when I ask about the Iron Wolf King's plan, I will hand them over to you to deal with, speaking of which, thanks to your thunder bomb, this time, you have made a great contribution." ”

The explosion of the thunder bomb alarmed Zhang Qingfeng, and more importantly, it seriously injured the two spies, otherwise, it would not be so easy to catch them.

"How big, can it withstand the mistakes I made before?" Wang Lung remembered the mistakes he had made.

Zhang Qingfeng smiled: "I heard what your cousin said, because you have always blamed yourself for the matter of the Wolf Warrior Hunting Regiment, and if it weren't for your great contribution this time, I don't plan to continue to use you, because you talk too much, you can't distinguish between the important and the near, do you know what the biggest mistake you made in the matter of the Wolf Warrior Legion?"

Wang Long said: "I shouldn't have forced a hundred miles to walk into the valley alone in order to show myself. ”

Zhang Qingfeng shook his head: "Wrong! It's a trivial matter for the Wolf Warrior Hunting Group to enter the valley, I don't blame you for dying so many people, what makes me most angry is that you actually told an outsider about the medicine powder, this kind of person who can't hide any secrets, do you think I dare to reuse it?"

Wang Lung was ashamed and embarrassed, and slapped himself hard, "I was wrong, alliance leader, there will never be a next time!"

Obviously seven or eight years younger than Wang Lung, Zhang Qingfeng patted Wang Lung's shoulder like an elder to a junior, and said softly: "Okay, the past is all in the past, originally I wondered how a big mouth like you who likes to brag and show off himself became a helper, but later I inquired and found out that although you have many shortcomings, you also have many advantages, first, you are not greedy for money, and second, you are righteous, rush these two points, I decided to let you follow me in the future, are you willing?"

Zhang Qingfeng knew that once a gang leader like Wang Long, who relied on a pair of fists to make a living, lost his strong military backing, his future situation would not be much better than a wild dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy, he was not a savior who saved the suffering, but Wang Lung became a waste man for the sake of the Dragon Slaying League, and if he didn't ask, he really couldn't be ruthless.

Although the life of the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion is not easy, and even the strong enemy is ring-feeding, which is more dangerous than the market rivers and lakes where the open and secret fights are open, but after all, he is the son of the Marquis of Wu'an, and the Qin family is the backing, no matter how bad it is, he can also send Wang Lung to the auction house to eat, which is better than returning to the Qin State to betray his relatives and be tortured to death by the enemies who offended him in the past.

Zhang Qingfeng, a thousand years ago, was also born in the market, and knew that the life of this lowest-level person was not easy.

Wang Lung didn't think about it so much, he left his hometown at the age of twelve to work hard in the imperial city, he had never seen anything in the hot and cold world, but a person like Zhang Qingfeng, who knew that he had become a wasted person and would not abandon him, had two words in his eyes: righteousness!

When people interact with others, they can't see anything when everything is going well, and only when they are really in trouble can they see a person's nature.

From childhood to adulthood, Wang Lung's father who had been fighting iron all his life only taught him four words: Gratitude and Kindness.

Since the moment Zhang Qingfeng rescued him, Wang Long, who decided to go to the knife mountain and go down the oil pot for his benefactor, used the method to add to the snake, but the starting point of what he did was not for Zhang Qingfeng? Now that a cheap life has been saved twice, what face does he have to refuse?

"As long as the alliance leader does not dislike it, Wang Lung swears to follow the left and right to the death and never turn his back!"

Zhang Qingfeng held Wang Long, who was about to kneel again, and said, "Don't kneel, there are not so many rules in my place." ”

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent, and Du Dayan's voice came in, "Childe, are you there?"

"Come in. ”

"Childe, it's called. ”

Du glanced at Wang Lung after entering the tent, and there was disbelief in his eyes, "Gang Master Wang, are you awake?"

He saw the severity of Wang Lung's injuries with his own eyes, his stomach was stabbed, and only a day had passed, and he was actually able to get out of bed, except that his face was pale and he looked very weak, and he couldn't see the injury at all, which made Du Dayan feel like a ghost.

"Leave him alone, just say what's going on. ”

Du Dayan retracted his gaze and said, "It's a letter from the master of the Korean Great Wind Gate to the Iron Wolf King." ”

"Dafengmen?" Zhang Qingfeng felt that the name was a little familiar, and he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Childe, you forgot, it's the group of people who were forced up the tree by the blood skeleton ten days ago, and when you wanted to win them over for revenge, these guys first agreed, but they regretted it after only half a day. ”

"Is that them?"

Zhang Qingfeng remembered that he did meet a sect called Dafeng Sect ten days ago, and vaguely remembered that the owner of the sect was surnamed Pu, but he didn't expect that this group of guys actually took refuge in the Iron Wolf King after quitting halfway, which was really unpredictable.