Seeing a few powerful secret guards under his command, such an iron-clad man actually cried his nose in front of him, Qianye Ying raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at Murong Xiao, and sighed with a light in his eyes as if to say: How are you tossing them, how do you make a few big men look like wronged children seeing their mothers?

Murong smiled and gave an innocent look: She didn't do anything! Who knows which one bullied them?

The teammates on the side listened to several captains shouting "Lord", knowing that the master they would be truly loyal to in the future appeared, which meant that they had finally officially left the division.

I couldn't help but cry when I saw the captains crying so sadly, thinking about the challenges they had been given in the primeval forest, the desperate scenes when they had to fight bandits when their bodies reached their limits, and the desperate scenes when they were so hungry that they even wanted to gnaw on them, and thinking about the glory of now that they had finally survived and all of them had been promoted to members of the Tempest.

Looking at the big man who was crying, Qianye Ming raised his eyebrows again, and turned his head to look at Murong Xiao, who had a dark face. How did his lady toss these hundreds of big men, she actually cried!

Anyway, could it be that Xiao'er let him witness her feat of making hundreds of big men cry at the same time?

"Whoever cries again, immediately go and run 100 miles with weights!"

In the face of Murong Xiao's rude threat, the five hundred Hurricane team members changed their faces as if they were changing the sky, and immediately turned their tears into laughter.

Joke, they have just finished training in the morning, and in the afternoon it is their favorite kind of actual combat, who wants to run another 100 miles? Eat and hold on!

The corners of Qianye's lips couldn't help but rise, it seems that his family's gentle smile is a devil instructor in front of these iron-blooded men!

Running 100 miles with weights? Interesting! This method is very effective in improving people's physique and challenging the limits of the human body. Later, he could apply such training to the army. The idea instantly took shape in Thousand Nights' mind.

"Let me tell you that he is your lord."

In fact, at the moment when several captains called "Lord", the team members already knew the identity of Qianye Ming, and at this moment, listening to Gongzi's official introduction to them, everyone still couldn't help but feel excited.

"The tempest is the Lord!"

Indeed, the Tempest members came to their Lord with the utmost zeal. Because of the worship of the Lord, it means that they have become official members of the Temporal Force.

Although after robbing the cottage and bandits' den, they are all very rich, and even if they leave now, they can make themselves and their families live a good life without worrying about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

But compared to their previous determination to join Tempest for money, their love for Tempest has now entered a new stage of fanaticism and awareness.

Not for money, but for dignity and faith.

Yes, it's faith! After staying here for half a year, with the condition that they got up earlier than the chickens, worked more tired than the cows, and ate worse than the pigs (at least in the primeval forest), the "wind" has become the greatest belief in their lives!

Thousand Nights stood on a high place and carefully looked at the five hundred people kneeling in front of him. Although there are only 500 people, their momentum is not inferior to the army of thousands of troops, in this deafening sound of worship, Rao is already accustomed to seeing the army's thousands of nights, in this worship can not stop shocking.

Wind?

Qianye Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, how could this name be so familiar?