Although Huang Qixiao's domineering made some people in black cry and laugh, they had unspeakable suffering, and they had bitterness in their hearts, but they were forced to pretend to be elated out of desperation, and they were so aggrieved that they were about to go crazy.

The wronged man in black couldn't talk nonsense, but in their hearts, they were scolding frantically: "This Huang Qixiao is really a dog!" I saw that he had a big black mole on his nose, a big mouth protruding like a dog, and big fluffy ear cups in his ears, like the drooping ears of an animal, and his saliva smelled like a dirty ditch, as if he was a 'humanoid dog', and liked to eat the golden 'plant fertilizer' that would often be found in the toilet, only in this way could I explain his bad breath like a toilet......"

Fortunately, Chu Meixia, the owner of those black-clothed people, was present, otherwise, there might be a riot.

"Listen to my orders, everyone set off immediately and win the old red rope for me!"

Zhou Ning gave an order. All the warriors of the Beiyan Pavilion obediently obeyed the order, and according to Zhou Ning's instructions, each of them held the huge walkie-talkie with two hands, walked out of the Beiyan Pavilion, and headed towards their respective destinations, the whole scene looked a little weird.

Looking at the distant backs of a group of black-clothed people, Zhou Ning said politely to Huang Qixiao: "Brother Huang, let's stay here for the time being, wait and see what happens, if it is not as I expected, the victory must be ours, let's wait here for them to return triumphantly!" ”

Huang Qixiao nodded, with a smug look on his face, obviously, he was very satisfied with Zhou Ning's plan and arrangement.

Before the samurai of the Northern Yan Pavilion set out, the Nanqiu Pavilion on the other side was far away, and there were few people here, although the samurai commanded by Zhuge Song had won 6 consecutive victories, but they were not satisfied with this.

The current situation was very serious for Zhuge Song, because in the near future, the 31 warriors of the Northern Yan Pavilion would set off for various places in the south of the Yuexia River, and they would compete with the Qinglonghui warriors commanded by Zhuge Song.

When the time comes, everyone will fight for their own clients to symbolize the old red rope that can tie up the marriage, which must avoid a competition, in that case, the competition for the old red rope will evolve into a fierce battle.

Regarding the battle for the Yuelao Red Rope, this follow-up new force of the Beiyan Pavilion is also a great threat to Zhuge Song, after all, the disadvantage in numbers will make Zhuge Song suffer a lot.

Wen Mo, who has always been elegant, couldn't help but ask: "Brother Zhuge , calculate the time, those warriors in the Northern Yan Pavilion will be dispatched soon, they are outnumbered, and the number of warriors on the other side is almost 3 times that of our side, what do you say is our victory rate?" ”

In the face of the upcoming strong enemy, Zhuge Song was not afraid of danger, and said indifferently: "Although the other party's warriors are much more than us, however, the matter is man-made. Our 6 samurai have been away from Asahi Pavilion for a while, and it won't be long before they reach Hook Moon Pavilion, as long as they defeat the other party's 3 Blue Dragon Hui warriors in Hook Moon Pavilion before those Black Yin Gang warriors rush to Hook Moon Pavilion, we still have a chance to fight each other. ”

Mo Ruyan saw that Zhuge Song was so calm when facing a strong enemy, which also made her feel a little relieved.

"It's time, it's time to go!"

According to the regulations, after Mo Ruyan and Chu Meixia and their Qinglonghui warriors entered all the small islands in the south of the moon, it would take another 10 minutes for their backup to enter all the places in the south of the moon.

Chu Meixia has 31 warriors to assist, and Mo Ruyan only has Zhuge Song to help, because Wenmo can't make a move, so although Zhuge Song is the "military advisor" on Mo Ruyan's side, he also wants to personally enter the south of the moon and help Mo Ruyan fight for the old red rope, which is really a long way to go.

"Ru Yan, since our side has a limited number of warriors at our disposal, I will also personally go to help them. You stay here and be in charge of liaising with all parties, and tell me as soon as you have anything! Zhuge Song smiled at Mo Ruyan.

When Mo Ruyan learned that Zhuge Song planned to fight with the other party in person, she was also a little surprised, and her first thought was that Zhuge Song might meet a strong opponent in the future, and he might also fight with many warriors on the other side.

Thinking of this, Mo Ruyan also felt guilty about Zhuge Song, she originally just wanted to ask Zhuge Song to be a military advisor and give advice for herself, but she didn't expect that now, Zhuge Song would have to run around for her, and he might also be entangled by the other party's samurai, so it would be a little more dangerous.

"Brother Song, don't provoke their samurai, okay?"

"Silly girl, are you so underestimating me? Now the situation is extremely unfavorable for us, you and I are very clear, there are many people on the other side, and I must help those Qinglonghui warriors to ease their burden......"

"Hmm-I see! Brother Song, thank you, you must be careful......" Mo Ruyan and Zhuge Song said goodbye reluctantly, and in her heart, she prayed silently, hoping that Zhuge Song would be safe.

Zhuge Song didn't want to delay any longer, he waved his hand to Mo Ruyan, then turned to leave, and then shouted: "Brother Wenmo, it's time for us to leave for the Dusk Pavilion too!" Let's go! ”

Wen Mo saw that Zhuge Song was so affectionate and righteous, and replied with a smile: "Brother Zhuge , thank you this time!" I didn't expect you, as a 'military advisor', to go into battle in person, it's really difficult for you! ”

In the face of Wenmo's ridicule, Zhuge Song said indifferently: "It's nothing! For the sake of my friends, for the sake of Ru Yan, this is what I should do......"

Although Zhuge Song had a crush on Mo Ruyan, at this moment, Zhuge Song didn't think too much, he just wanted to do his best to help Mo Ruyan, match her and Feng Yushuai, and help Mo Ruyan pursue the happiness she wanted.

This is a way for Zhuge Song to choose to love people, he would rather suffer endless pain silently by himself, as long as it is for Mo Ruyan's good, Zhuge Song will do his best for the person he loves.

Mo Ruyan looked at Zhuge Song and Wen Mo's distant figures, and kept silently reciting in her heart: "Brother Song, you must be careful, don't have anything to do......"

"Master Zhuge Junshi, the key to this Nanqiu Pavilion has been found, for you." A blue-and-white warrior was guarding the intersection of the Nanqiu Pavilion leading to the other islands, and when he saw Zhuge Song and Wenmo walking out of the attic and walking in his direction, he stepped forward to report to Zhuge Song, and at the same time gave Zhuge Song the key in his hand.

After Zhuge Song took the key, he smiled and said, "Very good, everything is as I expected, let's go to the Dusk Pavilion." ”

After speaking, Zhuge Song handed over the key in his hand to Wenmo.

"Brother Wenmo, this key will be handed over to you, please take good care of it!"

"Yes, okay."

Not long after Zhuge Song and Wenmo left the Nanqiu Pavilion, there were only 3 Tsing Yi warriors in the Hook Moon Pavilion in the southeast, and they were searching for treasure chests and keys on the small island of the Hook Moon Pavilion.

Soon, six samurai arrived, breaking the silence of the Hook Moon Pavilion.

"Finally found the treasure chest and the key here!"

"Huh! It seems that we have completed our mission in this Hook Moon Pavilion. ”

"Well, it feels pretty smooth......"

In the Hook Moon Pavilion, the three Tsing Yi warriors gathered together, laughing at each other, and after talking, they put the key and treasure chest they had just found back into the backpack that one of them was carrying.

When the three Tsing Yi warriors were happy that they had completed the task assigned by Zhou Ning, they suddenly saw that they were surrounded by six blue and white warriors.

"Huh? 123456！ Why did the other party come to so many people! The three of us are six of them, and the situation is not good! The Tsing Yi warrior panicked.

"Put down the walkie-talkie in your hand and come and fight with us!"

A blue-and-white samurai suggested that although their opponents were their own brothers, they had to compete with their fellow samurai because they had to serve their clients with all their hearts.

In normal times, everyone may be in a relationship, but now, everyone is a competitor. As a competitor, in order to compete for the Yuelao Red Rope in the south of the moon, in order to complete the tasks assigned by their client, the current situation will surely evolve into a fierce battle between many people.

"This Weitron's walkie-talkie is so big, it's really annoying!"

"Yes, this thing is big and heavy, Zhou Ning is really a big idiot! Actually using such a bulky walkie-talkie, so that Lao Tzu can only hold it with two hands, we are like fools holding a pile of useless waste glue and rotten iron all day long! ”

"Don't complain! If you want to blame us, we are unlucky, and we were commanded by Zhou Ning, a fool......"

After the Tsing Yi warriors complained, they casually threw the walkie-talkie they held in their two hands on the ground, ready to deal with the current predicament