Raising his hand to clean up this guy who had broken into Pei Valve's hunting area, Pei Ruolun looked up at the edge of the hunting area intentionally or unintentionally, where was the first ridge next to the river, and Fang Zhuo was lying there at the moment!

Pei Ruolun was only followed by two or three people, and one of them, a man with a solemn expression, said in a low voice, "Childe?"

"It's okay, let's go, since this trip is here, you can't fall into the majesty of my Pei Valve, let them see what a gate valve is!" Unexpectedly, Pei Ruolun turned around and went first, it seemed that the prey in this hunting area was going to suffer, but I don't know which unlucky guys will bump into it like today in the past two days!

The man looked up at the place where Pei Ruolun's gaze fell just now, as the only ninth-level master in this team, his strength was the highest limit of the bloody autumn hunt.

At that moment just now, he also felt a trace of strangeness, but it was very much like an illusion. According to common sense, the worst will be given a shot to verify their perception. However, since Pei Ruolun spoke, there was no need for them to go any further, after all, the strength of this second prince was more than the eighth-level strength on the surface.

The battle with that little hunter that day invisibly made many people underestimate the strength of the gate valve, especially the second son, but it made them hold their breath, and they thought that the son was too, otherwise when they met the obvious member of the Nangong family, they would not shoot directly without saying a word!

Fang Zhuo at the ridge, when Pei Ruolun looked at it, he urged the mandala flower in his body, completely covering up his personal breath, but he was still discovered by Pei Ruolun, but the strange thing is that why didn't he make a move?

Looking at Pei Ruo's appearance, he shouldn't be a person who estimates the so-called personal reputation! But since this is the case, Fang Zhuo will not be entangled in why the other party does not kill him, he directly put away the thunder, and continues to walk back the way he came, Nangong Changwan has not solved it yet!

Fang Zhuo, who was advancing quickly in the mountains and forests, also had a redefinition of the power of the gate valve in his heart, that obviously strong eighth-level warrior, even Fang Zhuo could only solve it after setting up an ambush, but in the hands of Pei Ruoyan, who was holding the Force gun, it was only a matter of one shot.

Pei Ruolun is only an eighth-level cultivator, and that torrential bullet is different from Pei Qingyi's "twin flowers" at the beginning, it is a range ability, but the two should belong to the same level of skills, and this skill can often make the holder above others!

This is the foundation on which the Maison is based, and it is also the embodiment of the Maison's 100-year heritage!

However, for the current Fang Zhuo, the most important thing for him is to quickly return to the hunting area of the Nangong family, and give those guys who like to make so-called "rules" an unforgettable memory!

The base camp of the Bohai Wu clan has built dozens of tents at this moment, carefully dividing the main room, guest rooms, living rooms and even kitchens, etc., no matter how big or small, full of family style.

It's just that in the hall, Wu Shuhua, who was standing in front of a military map, frowned, staring at several possible locations and routes. Behind her stood several men, all with obvious anger on their faces.

"The strength is weak, and he still runs blindly, adding to the chaos!" muttered a middle-aged man in a gray power suit, this man is already in his thirties, but he is already an eighth-level cultivator, and in Wu Shuhua's team, he can be regarded as a real master!

It's just that Wu Shuhua, who was standing at the front, had a bit of restraint in his voice, but although the tent was luxurious, the space was limited after all, and this voice was enough for everyone to hear clearly.

The other fat man next to the man sneered, but he wisely didn't answer, but obviously he didn't have a good impression of Fang Zhuo, who didn't return as planned!

Wu Shuhua turned his head and glanced at him lightly, but he didn't speak, just waved his hand and said, "Let's disperse, the two of them will take turns on duty today to prevent anyone from wanting to steal the camp!"

Then he just turned around and left, and it seemed that he had given up like this for Fang Zhuo, who didn't return on time?

These people looked at each other, and the man in the black robe was still the leader to break the silence, this person was another eighth-level master under Wu Shuhua, and his strength had also reached the peak of the eighth-level, after he spoke, no one had any objections. A few people simply divided the order of the night guard, and then dispersed!

After a while, the silent man walked into the main room, saluted Wu Shuhua, who was standing quietly by the window, and then stood aside with his hands down, and then said tentatively: "Miss, this forest is not just a fierce beast now, but a lot of powerful demons, don't you think?"

"Don't worry about him!" Wu Shuhua didn't reply, and waved his hand.

The silent man nodded, originally he was just worried that this little hunter who was valued by the eldest lady would accidentally die in the depths of the forest, which was not good, but the eldest lady didn't care, so there was no need for him to talk more.

It's just that few people know the origin of this silent man, and naturally no one knows, he was originally an orphan from Yunqing City, and he was an apprentice who the second master regarded as his own.

Therefore, as a hunter, he naturally has some imperceptible thoughts in his heart, which is similar to the meaning of sympathy. Of course, this will not affect his loyalty to the Bohai Wu family, to be exact, to the eldest lady of the Wu family!

"What, think I'm going to give up on him?" Wu Shuhua suddenly turned his head and said.

The silent man was slightly stunned, but for Wu Shuhua, his thoughts have always been expressed directly, he was silent for a moment, and then nodded.

"No, I just think that this little guy who is placed on the bright side is likely to have some different effects, or the effect will be beyond our imagination!" Wu Shuhua smiled slightly and said.

In fact, Fang Zhuo's information, as the person who is actually responsible for Wu Shuhua's safety this time, he has naturally seen it, this little hunter from a humble background did shock him, but it was all.

Sixth-level cultivation coupled with a strong physique, among the hunters of Yunqing City, he is indeed considered a strong person, but in the blood-colored autumn hunt, against the real master, cultivation is a huge gap, he can't overcome, and his achievements are naturally visible at a glance!

Wu Shuhua was clear about the temper of the silent man in front of him, and naturally knew that the guy who put on such a picture obviously disagreed with his opinion, but he never forced it.

It's just that because he is also a bounty hunter, he naturally understands that the wilderness is their home field, so he naturally hopes that the little hunter can survive.

There was nothing to do all night, and it seems that they all understand the strength of Miss Wu this time, and no one wants to touch the mold. This made Wu Shuhua, who had slept all night, cry out with regret, and lost the joy of cleaning up and abusive.

However, the roar of warships was heard from time to time, and it seemed that many others had suffered heavy losses last night.

Compared to Wu Shuhua's overnight stability, Nangong Changwan is almost crazy!

Two hours after Nangong Shepherd followed him away yesterday, that ghostly guy appeared again!

Because the subordinates who were good at tracking in the field were all seriously injured, as for Nangong Shepherd, he didn't show up, but Fang Zhuo came back, and the result was obviously obvious!

Fang Zhuo's thunder had a range of more than a kilometer, far exceeding the Nangong family's matching guns, even the one in their hands, after being changed, it was only nine hundred meters. Compared to the freak Thunder, which has specially increased its power and range in the Empire, there is indeed a huge gap!

Nangong Changwan looked at the seventh-level fierce beast that had fallen in front of him, his face was already gloomy and he could drip water! This brown bear-like mountain demon bear was already about to die under the trembling, but it was still killed by Fang Zhuo with one shot first!

After shooting this shot, Fang Zhuo stood up and began to blatantly replenish water and food! This was completely relying on the range of thunder, blatantly grabbing!

Fang Zhuo almost didn't say to Nangong Changwan in person: "Lao Tzu is bullying you for having a short gun!"

Nangong Chang's hateful teeth itched, this was already the fifth fierce beast, and he was cut off by Fang Zhuo every time! But with the disappearance of Nangong Shepherd, he couldn't figure out Fang Zhuo's strength anymore!

Now the people in their hands, there are no snipers, the only eighth-level master who is good at field combat, and he has to protect himself closely, and the rest of the people go, it is very likely that they will give gift bags. You must know that this bloody autumn hunt, in addition to the fierce beasts and demons, defeating other participating teams will also increase points!

Fortunately, it was not a short time, and the eighth-level master who took care of the injury came back, and finally took over the urgent need!

It's just that this eighth-level master, looking at the tired and scarred crowd, has an obvious question mark written in his eyes! Isn't this the case with the team before leaving? Could it be that he encountered some difficult bones?

"How is Xiao Ming?" Nangong Changwan said as he looked at the man who came back.

"Basically, there is nothing to do, I will be treated in the base camp, I can only return to the team after three days, and I should be able to continue to participate in the war in the second half!" the man began.

Nangong Changwan nodded, glanced around, looked at the people with fire in their eyes, and made an unexpected decision, rest on the spot, and after completely completing the supply, he would deal with that kid!

When Fang Zhuo saw this scene, he was also stunned, this Nangong Changwan really wanted stability, it can be seen that the children of the family, not to mention anything else, these strategic and tactical things, there is no idiot!

It's just that this is not the situation Fang Zhuo wants, there is no door to rest!

Fang Zhuo raised the thunder in his hand, and as the Force was injected, a milky white light formed in the dark barrel, and with his pointing, it firmly locked on a seventh-level master!

If he hadn't been protected in advance, he would have almost been announced to have launched this blood-colored autumn hunt! The one who was pointed at was a man with a fat head and big ears, and without thinking about it, he jumped up, and an earthy yellow light appeared on his body, and he was ready for battle!

In the next half an hour, Fang Zhuo changed his target four times successively, until everyone outside Nangong Changwan was tossed and jumped.

Nangong Changwan looked at the figure in the distance, and looked up to the sky and roared angrily: "Boy, Lao Tzu will kill you!"

Looking at the five people who were thundering violently, Fang Zhuo put away the thunder in his hand and calmly retreated according to the original plan, the meaning of the expression had been clearly expressed!

If you want to rest, there is no door!