The young man took the bread handed to him by Zhang Jun and took a bite carefully, the thick sweet fragrance suddenly made the young man almost bite his tongue, I am afraid that there is nothing better than this in his life.

He looked around carefully to make sure no one noticed, and then quietly stuffed the bread into his arms, hoping to go back and taste it to his parents when he sat down.

"I don't know where the main force of the traitors is, but the scout who fled from the east side of the mountain last time said that there was a trace of a Yellow Turban traitor there, but I don't know the specifics."

"Thanks." Zhang Jun stood up, although this clue was very vague, it was a direction.

After Zhang Jun walked out of the camp, he found that the people outside the camp had almost dispersed, and there were only three people standing in front of the door, who seemed to be discussing something, it was the group of people who Zhang Jun guessed as the team.

"How many people, are you interested in cooperating?" Zhang Jun stepped forward and said.

"Cooperation!" The three of them looked at Zhang Jun, glanced at each other, and the middle-aged man with short hair at the head said, "You can cooperate if you want to, but are you qualified?" ”

The three of them looked at Zhang Jun, with more or less contempt in their eyes, of course, the three of them also have proud capital, they are all masters of the Weibo world about seven times on average.

And Zhang Jun can't see anything brilliant no matter how he looks at it, and they don't recognize Zhang Jun, if it is an old man in the horror Weibo, even if he hasn't seen it, he will have heard of it, so the three of them concluded that Zhang Jun should be just a newcomer who has experienced the Weibo world three or four times.

After hearing the words of the three of them, Zhang Jun took out a dagger from the Sumeru ring and slashed it on his arm, and then a Huiyang talisman was activated by Zhang Jun, and the light of the talisman shone on the wound, and the wound that was still bleeding from the original skin and flesh turned out immediately began to recover, and it recovered as before in a blink of an eye, without even leaving a scar.

"Auxiliary Elderly?"

The expressions of the three of them changed, but they didn't expect Zhang Jun to be an auxiliary elder, this kind of person can be called a humanoid giant panda in the horror Weibo, and it is rare to die.

Some mature large-scale teams will train a full-time assistant elder, but the cost is often surprisingly high, and their newly established team simply does not have the spare financial and material resources to cultivate this kind of auxiliary elder.

Now there is one person in the team who can be regarded as a semi-assistant, but he has been separated by the horror Weibo and moved to another place.

"How can I be qualified?"

The corners of Zhang Jun's mouth raised, walked in front of the three people, took out three Vajra talismans and handed them over, and after seeing the attributes of the Vajra talismans, the faces of the three of them became even more weird.

The middle-aged man at the head immediately said, "Enough, of course enough!" Follow us and make sure you get the job done. In their eyes, Zhang Jun's identity as an assistant to the elderly has been confirmed, how can they miss this kind of good thing sent to the door.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to Zhang Jun, and at the same time introduced Zhang Jun, his name is Wei Dong, a melee elder, and the young man who is about the same age as Zhang Jun on the side, called Yu Xiangyang is a long-range elder, serving as the output of the back row.

As for the national character face, he is the captain of the team, named Song Heng, and he is also the strongest person in the team, but his temper is a little violent.

"Song Heng?"

After hearing the name of the national character face, Zhang Jun was suddenly stunned, and said to Song Yiheng: "I don't know if you know Song Yingchen?" ”

After Song Heng heard Song Yingchen's three words, Song Heng's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "Do you recognize the old man?" ”

Sure enough, Zhang Jun didn't know whether to be happy or to smile bitterly, this world is really a coincidence, and he said before that the Chinese martial arts master he saw when he was a child was Song Yingchen.

In terms of seniority, he still wants to call Song Heng an uncle, Zhang Jun stepped forward and said: "I am the descendant of the Zhang family in L City, I don't know if you have heard the old man talk about it, it was more than ten years ago." ”

Zhang Jun didn't say what it was, because this matter was a taboo for the Song family, and when something happened to the Song family, the old man Song would take the train thousands of miles to find their Zhang family for help.

Later, their Song family and the Zhang family also had a lifelong friendship because of this, of course, it was all the affairs of the older generation, and he later knew what was going on, but he did not have any contact with the Song family.

If it weren't for seeing the calluses on Song Heng's hands, he wouldn't have remembered this matter, but it was just a coincidence that he couldn't write a book, and he didn't expect to meet someone from the Song family here.

"The Zhang family? L City Zhangjia! Song Heng was also stunned, and after looking at Zhang Jun carefully for a while, his expression suddenly changed, and he grabbed Zhang Jun and laughed heartily: "Hahahaha, it turned out to be the descendant of the Zhang family, I really didn't expect to meet here, it's really fate." ”

"Uncle Song, your old hand let go of my arm first, it's already numb."

His physique is not bad, and the increase in his body after the sword rune LV7 makes his physical fitness quite high, but the whole arm that was pulled by Song Heng in his hand began to go numb, and he couldn't help but be surprised by Song Heng's high strength.

"Ahh Sorry, sorry. ”

Song Heng realized that he had exerted too much force, and immediately let go of Zhang Jun's hand, and Wei Dong on the side was puzzled when he saw this: "Brother Song, is this your relative?" ”

"World friends, their parents and our family are lifelong friendships, they have carried robberies, they have been fighting, my grandfather asked their old lady to call him big brother." Song Heng said with a smile.

Wei Dong was immediately relieved when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Jun with more kindness than before, since it is a world friend, then the relationship will not be bad, and it can be regarded as his own person, plus Zhang Jun is still an auxiliary elder, so it is inevitable that his impression of him will be improved a lot.

"Let's go, we've been delayed here for a long time, but let's go that way?" Wei Dong looked at the direction and couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Zhang Jun shared the news he had received from the soldiers before, and said, "Since we encountered an ambush from the Yellow Turban Army in the east before, there should be clues there, let's go to the east first." ”

"Good!"

Wei Dong looked at Song Heng and saw that he had no objection, so he nodded in response, and the four of them went straight to the east, and disappeared into the mountains and forests in front of the camp in a blink of an eye.

In the grass not far from the camp, the four people saw the backs of Zhang Jun and Song Heng and their entourage leaving, and their expressions were not good-looking.

"Damn, why did Zhang Jun's kid hook up with Song Heng and them, it's not good to do now, Song Heng is famous, and there are two teammates around him, it's hard for the four of us to kill him."

The four of them glanced at each other, and after seeing Zhang Jun, they were still happy in their hearts, this is the 2000 Weibo coins sent to the door, they left quietly first, and they have been hiding here just to ambush Zhang Jun after he comes out.

But now seeing Zhang Jun and Song Heng walking together, the four of them had no choice but to give up.

"That's how you entered the world of Weibo." On the way, Zhang Jun and Song Heng chatted, although they were separated by generations, but after all, the two world friends were lifelong friends, so they could also talk about it.

After hearing Zhang Jun say that he was concerned about the horror of Weibo, Song Heng couldn't help but touch his brain, in fact, his experience was similar to Zhang Jun's, because the Song family is now opening a martial arts gym in the Northeast, but now there are fewer and fewer people practicing martial arts.

More young people are inclined to the taekwondo of the sticks, which leads to the business of the martial arts hall getting worse and worse, Song Heng wants to use the Internet to promote it, and as a result, he accidentally clicked on an article on the horror Weibo.

The world he experienced for the first time was the rise of the Great Song Dynasty, so he was fascinated by it, and as a result, like Zhang Jun, he was thrown into the horror Weibo.

Fortunately, although he is a little older, his acceptability is still very good, and the Weibo world of the rise of Da Song is almost the same as his tailor-made, which has led to his huge improvement in the entire Weibo world.

This is the eighth time he has experienced the Weibo world, and he can be regarded as a master among the masters, but he didn't expect to meet Zhang Jun, and it is really destined to continue the fate of their family.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Wei Dong, who had walked to the front, looked solemn, waved his hand to signal everyone to stop and hide, and a sound of footsteps accompanied by shouting and scolding sounded from the woods in front of them.

Everyone quietly approached, and saw a few sturdy men who were wearing their upper bodies, pressing the two women under to vent to their heart's content, and the two women were ridden by several men in turn, and they were about to be beaten violently if they didn't cooperate a little.

These men all had a yellow ribbon wrapped around their arms, which was exactly the yellow turban they were looking for.

Song Heng glanced at it, and his eyes met with Wei Dong and Yu Xiangyang, and the two of them understood Song Heng's meaning almost in a second-to-second way.

Wei Dong bent down, not knowing where to take out a short axe and a shield, while Yu Xiangyang took out a curved bow, and three dark blue arrows had been placed on the string.

For the two comrades-in-arms who have cooperated many times, the tacit understanding between them made Song Heng feel gratified, but it was just ...... Song Heng glanced back at Zhang Jun, Zhang Jun's first cooperation with them was easy to make mistakes and omissions.

When Song Heng turned around, he suddenly found that Zhang Jun was actually gone. At a glance, Zhang Jun didn't know when he had been hiding in another corner, which made Song Heng stunned, and he couldn't help but be a little disappointed in Zhang Jun.

Although it's a support specialty, it's too far to hide in that corner, and if you need him to rescue him, it's too late for him to come to your rescue.

"Sure enough, it's still a newcomer." Song Heng sighed in his heart, he no longer had hope for Zhang Jun, and immediately pulled out a spear, a killing intent flashed in his eyes, and the whole person rushed out of the grass like a fierce tiger.

"Kill!"

A spear was like a dragon that had been given life in Song Heng's hand, and the spear blade rolled up a storm, leaving a shadow of a spear in the air, stabbing the Yellow Turban Army who had not yet reacted into a hole.

The expressions of the remaining Yellow Turban soldiers changed, and when they saw Song Heng, they immediately picked up their swords and rushed up, their steps were very peculiar, it seemed to be some kind of pick-up that had been set up a long time ago, and several people surrounded each other, forming an inseparable formation.

"Hah!"

At this time, Wei Dong rushed down from the middle of the slope, raised his shield with one hand, like a rushing truck crashed into the formation, after rushing into the formation, Wei Dong suddenly stepped on the ground, and a strong shock wave erupted from the ground under his feet, which stunned the eyes of several Yellow Turban soldiers.

It is Warcraft, the signature skill of the Minotaur Chieftain, War Trampling.

Boom, boom, boom,

Three arrows pierced the sky and shot at the feet of several Yellow Turban soldiers accurately, and then the arrows suddenly exploded and burst out into a cloud of ice, freezing the previous Yellow Turban soldiers directly inside.

Song Heng picked up the spear in his hand and swept over, cutting the heads of several Yellow Turban Army soldiers frozen into ice sculptures in half, and the battle situation was completely one-sided.

Zhang Jun, who was hiding in the corner, looked at the situation in front of him, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and the Yueliang sword in his hand shot out two sword talismans in mid-air and hit Wei Dong and Song Heng's bodies.