Surprised, Wu Feng was very surprised.

According to the records of this notebook, in just half a month, more than 370 warriors died!

However, if this is all there is to it, then Wu Feng will not be like this.

What really surprised Wu Feng was that the martial artists of the three sects were killed, and they were not young disciples, but famous people who had been famous for a long time, for example, the elder of the Absolute Sword Sect died on the outskirts of LS City, his heart was brutally cut out, and the son of the owner of Yuntai Mountain Villa was killed at the gate of the mountain......

Sniff, Wu Feng smelled the smell of the war, and eighty percent of the names recorded in this notebook were righteous path martial artists, while there were only twenty or thirty names of demon path martial artists, and they were all small fish and shrimp.

"It seems that the group of beam-jumping clowns are going to make the two righteous and demon stumble to the end!" As soon as Wu Feng thought of this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, if he wanted to make the two realms of righteousness and demons suffer from internal friction, then he would definitely not make such a big fanfare, they must have some other purpose, tilted his head, looked at Zhu Ling, and said, "What do you see?" ”

When Zhu Ling heard Wu Feng's words, he pouted and smiled, and said, "It's not much, just look at a little." ”

"Tell me!"

"Someone wants to fish in troubled waters." Zhu Ling smiled slightly, as if it was not a big deal at all.

Fish in muddy waters? Instead of profiting from the fisherman, Wu Feng suddenly thought of why he appeared at this point in time, and opened his mouth to ask: "Could it be that those beam-jumping clowns also want to enter the Holy Martial Land?" ”

"Yes." Zhu Ling nodded slightly and said with a smile: "For thousands of years, those clowns who jumped off the beam have never given up this idea. ”

"Oh? How do you kid ......?"

Wu Feng looked at Zhu Ling's indifferent expression, and wondered in his heart, of course, it was not that he was wondering about the purpose, but that Zhu Ling was a little surprised, usually, if he heard this, he wouldn't jump three feet high, but now he was actually smiling, could it be that he was a transsexual?

"Don't worry, if the ancient warrior lets the jumping clown succeed so easily, then I'll write the name upside down!" Zhu Ling swore and said, as if those beam-jumping clowns were not worth mentioning at all.

"You!" Wu Feng was relieved, yes, if those jumping clowns can succeed, then there is no need for the end of the world to erupt, and they will already be ruined.

Putting this matter aside, I looked through this notebook again, and found that this notebook not only recorded several major events, such as saying that the Qi family united with Zhenwu, Wuji, and the Zhao family issued a demon slaying order seven days ago, calling on the righteous path of the world to jointly encircle and suppress the demon sect, the three innate martial artists of the Qi family gathered in Shu to hunt down the demon path predecessor Qu Hao, the Xuantian martial artists of the Mu family successfully killed several Tianren who intended to go to Shuzhong to make trouble, and the young talents of the righteous path tomorrow will hold an alliance by the riverside......

There are big things, and there are trivial things, such as the two warriors who made an appointment there, or that person snatched someone else's little sister......

There are more than 2,000 pieces of various messages, recording the accommodation places of each sect, the relationship between each sect, the simple information and gossip of each young leader, and there are small characters behind each message, some marked with the word "credible", some marked with "absurd", and some marked with "to be verified." ”

Gently closed the notebook, looked at Han Qi who was cleaning up the wreckage, and was moved and relieved in her heart, she integrated into the strange world very quickly, these things are more precious than a martial arts classic, because this made him Wu Feng know what the relationship between the martial artists is, and know what places can be used between the various martial artists.

For example, one of the noteworthy news, "Gongsun Rulong, a disciple of Wuji Sect, studied Tai Chi Gong and was good at using a long sword, and was injured by a disciple of Yuntai Villa when he went out to practice at the age of eighteen, so that he went mad, but fortunately Zhenwu helped him with all his might......"

In addition, what son of the Qi family is actually the widow of a demon martial artist, and the son of a certain family pursued Chu Fan's junior sister unsuccessfully, and wanted to seize it, and was castrated by Chu Fan......

Some of these news seem absurd, but in Wu Feng's opinion, these news are worth ten thousand gold, because these news make him better understand the grievances between ancient warriors, and if they are used properly, they will have a miraculous effect in the land of holy martial arts.

"Han Qi, thank you!"

Seeing Han Qi cleaning up the wreckage, Wu Feng said secretly in his heart.

"I said, Old Man Wu, you kid actually hid it so well!"

Turning his head to look at Zhu Ling, he saw him pointing at Han Qi with his chin, and smiled helplessly, "Are you moved?" If yes, I can ......"

"Get out!"

Zhu Ling glanced at Wu Feng, not angry, but a little curious why Wu Feng was so stupid, he pursed his lips and said, "I want to go out for a walk, do you want to go?" ”

"Don't go!"

Wu Feng refused, and flipped the black notebook in his hand, this thing is Han Qi's hard work, and he can't let it down.

"Okay, if you don't go, I'll go." Zhu Ling shrugged his shoulders, took Yi Rong and walked out of the bar, and Wu Feng was not worried about anything, this DJI City can be said to be the most dangerous and safest place, when he came in from outside the city, he found that the zombies in several blocks were all cleared by the ancient warriors, besides, Zhu Ling was still holding the little black back, not to mention the zombies, the ancient warriors with lower strength could not hurt him.

I didn't bother to look at Zhu Ling, so I sat at the bar and looked through the information I remembered.

Remember it, use it, and be the greatest help outside of your own strength.

On the side, Han Qi swept the minced meat into the dustpan, disgusting, fishy, these Han Qi didn't care about anything, raised her eyes, when she saw Wu Feng looking at the notes seriously, Han Qi's eyes showed joy, the hard work and hard work in the past month were not in vain, and the risk was worth it.

Because they can use her, they can use their strength to help Wu Feng.

Although they didn't have the strength to help Wu Feng defeat those powerful enemies, they used practical actions to help Wu Feng and increase Wu Feng's chances of survival.

At the same time, another city.

In the park full of zombies, a strange bird call suddenly sounded, and then, hundreds of black shadows appeared in the park.

Tall and short, fat and thin, but all of them are masked in black, some of the people in black are handsome with their backs against the trunk of the tree, some stand on the branches of the thickness of their thumbs with one foot, and some actually stand on the surface of the artificial lake in the park.

"Croaking ......"

The zombies found this group of people and heard the language they couldn't understand even if they were alive, but this didn't prevent them from instinctively rushing towards the group of black-clothed masked people with a sharp roar, but, before they could pounce on these masked people, when the strange bird song fell, the group of black-clothed people disappeared in various strange ways, some melted into the trees, some sank into the artificial lake, and some disappeared directly into the air out of thin air.

In an instant, the park was empty again, as if the black-clad masked men had never appeared......