"Stay in the store!" The high-ranking general led by him replied indifferently, and after glancing at Zhang Mochen and the others intentionally or unintentionally, he then asked, "Shopkeeper, how many days are there in the Autumn Leaves Valley?"

"It's not far away, the horsepower is good, and it will arrive at this hour tomorrow. The manager replied with a smile.

Zhang Mochen's slight change in expression was taken in by Qian Youyou and the others, and then he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Mochen didn't answer, but looked at Zheng Xian and asked, "Did the news leak?"

When it came to business, Zheng Xian no longer choked with Zhang Mochen, and shook his head seriously after contemplating for a while.

The perception swept silently over the six people again, Zhang Mochen frowned, and said affirmatively: "I'm afraid that we are not the only ones who have the idea of fighting the earth ring!"

As soon as these words came out, Qian Youyou and the four people turned their heads to look, and the six people were also looking at each other with hostility, the two sides looked at each other, seemingly without wind and waves, but in fact, the undercurrent was surging, but fortunately, the shouting of Xiao Er's food broke this delicate atmosphere.

"Don't look at it, you can't be wrong!" Zhang Mochen picked up the wine bowl and drank it all, the heat of the liquor made the pores of his body feel comfortable for a while, "The plan has changed, and the trip will be slowed down tomorrow." ”

Since the news is not exclusive, the situation has become a bit complicated, and instead of rushing to the Akiba Valley day and night, it is better to watch the time-saving pace as you go.

Qian Youyou and the four nodded in agreement, and then ate some casually and went upstairs to rest, and after they left, the six people bowed their heads to each other, although they couldn't hear what they were saying, but judging from their expressions, they were definitely not boring and chatting.

In a small shop in the mountains, the guest rooms are not sufficient, Zhang Mochen, Qian Jiang, and Zheng Xian are crowded together, and Qian Youyou and Zheng Rong live next door.

The movement downstairs gradually subsided, the candles in the room had been blown out, there was only the sound of leaves in my ears, and there was only the moonlight through the cracks in the window in front of me.

As expected, just when everyone was bored, there was a movement outside the room, and although the other party intended to light his steps, he still stepped on the stairs with a creaky sound.

Zheng Xian rolled up from the bed, but Zhang Mochen called him softly: "Don't worry, judging from the breath, it's not those six people." ”

Since it is not the six generals, it can only be the shopkeeper here, Qian Jiang quietly walked to the window, gently pushed the window crack wider, and dozens of blurred figures rushed towards the inn from the mountains and forests in all directions under the moonlight, although the speed was extremely fast, but the footsteps were extremely light, like a ghost under the moonlit night.

"There's still someone out there!"

Zhang Mochen frowned slightly, and his powerful perception enveloped the entire inn, and nearly fifty breaths had already been felt by him.

"It seems that the scale of this black shop is not small!"

Just as Zhang Mochen was amazed, a scream accompanied by the sound of tables and chairs shattering suddenly broke the silence in the darkness, and after this was the earth-shattering killing shout and the vicious roar, but it didn't last long, or it was too short, when Zhang Mochen and the five people walked out of the room, the first floor of the inn had been lit with candles, and the corpses fell in the ruins, it seemed that there was no fierce fighting, they were all killed in one move, and in the central position, the shopkeeper was trembling and kneeling on the ground, and he also had a big knife around his neck.

"Great, my lord, spare my life!"

"Don't pee and take pictures, you dare to fight our ideas!" A thin teenager scolded, his hand raised his knife, and his head fell

Roll down, the poor shopkeeper who thought he was going to make a fortune not only wiped out the whole army, but also ended up in a different place.

The six yuan generals looked up at the second floor, full of hostility, Qian Youyou and the four of them reflexively clenched their fists, but just when their breath was about to explode, Zhang Mochen's laughter rang out, and he saw him bending over, with a smile on his face, and said: "Thank you for coming to the rescue, otherwise we will really be harmed by these villains,"

Qian Youyou and the four of them immediately suppressed their breath, and the person who was the leader downstairs squinted his eyes, and only after finding nothing did he wave his sleeve robe and rush into the darkness outside the room with the rest of the people.

Seeing the six people leaving, Zhang Mochen and the others walked down the stairs and hurriedly checked the corpses on the ground, their expressions were a little serious.

"Those six people are extraordinary, you look at the wounds of these corpses, they are clean and neat, and they hit the point. Qian Youyou tore off the shirt of a corpse again, the deep sword marks were about half an inch long, and there was not a drop of blood oozing out, which required such speed and precision to do.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the excitement, and the insider looks at the doorway, and the corpse often speaks. Everyone nodded secretly.

Zhang Mochen and the four of them have stopped examining the body, and Zheng Xian seems to be still looking for or verifying something.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Zheng Rong asked, Zhang Mochen, Qian Youyou, and Qian Jiang also looked at each other.

Zheng Xian didn't answer immediately, and examined more than a dozen corpses before slowly straightening up, but his expression became more and more solemn.

"I know who those six people are!" Zheng Xian took a deep breath and then said slowly.

"Who?" Zheng Rong hurriedly asked, and Zhang Mochen and the three of them were also eager.

"Sister, do you remember the gang we met when we were training in the Honglu Swamp?" Zheng Xian asked rhetorically.

Being reminded like this, some long-term memories emerged in Zheng Rong's mind, and after a while, her eyebrows raised sharply, and she said, "It's them?"

"That's right, although the lethality is obviously different, the method is almost the same. Zheng Xian nodded affirmatively and replied.

Watching the pair of brothers and sisters go around, Qian Youyou couldn't wait any longer, and interrupted: "Who is it?"

Zheng Xian looked at Qian Youyou and said five words, "Phoenix, Qiu family!"

Those who don't know are not afraid, Zhang Mochen didn't react, but Qian Youyou and Qian Jiang were different, and his face was gloomy.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Mochen asked anxiously.

Qian Youyou didn't answer, Qian Jiang took a step forward, and said solemnly: "There are twenty-one big cities in the Danshi Guild's forces, our Ninghai City just ranks twenty-one, and Phoenix City ranks sixth, and the Qiu family is the overlord of Phoenix City, there is no one." ”

Zhang Mochen's brows couldn't help frowning, there was no need to ask in detail, Qian Jiang's words were clear enough, and he also realized a more serious problem, the people from Phoenix City were here, what about the rest of the Nineteen Cities?

"It's fun now!" Zhang Mochen laughed to himself, and then stepped up the stairs.

"Why are you going?" asked Qian Youyou.

"Sleep!" Zhang Mochen grinned and replied.

With his hands on the back of his head, Zhang Mochen whistled and went up to the second floor, leaving Qian Youyou and the four of them with a stunned face, is this still a place to sleep?

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In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Mochen pushed open the door and stretched, at this time, Qian Youyou and the four of them had already gone downstairs, and the former was full of spirits

In comparison, each is like a frosted eggplant, wilted.

Shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and under the gaze of the four people, Zhang Mochen walked down the stairs.

"Mochen, what's next?" Qian Jiang asked, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, although he was a man, he had seen a lot of bloody scenes, but it was the first time he had spent the night in the pile of dead people.

Zhang Mochen put away easily, his brows gradually furrowed, and after looking at the four of them, he replied: "The gun shoots the first bird, let's be a shrinking turtle!"

The words are not rough, since all the big cities under the influence of the Danshi Guild have been involved, instead of blindly rushing to the Autumn Leaf Valley, it is better to wait and see, the one who arrives first is not necessarily the winner, and it is very likely to become a stepping stone and a turning point for others.

Qian Youyou and the four of them nodded secretly, but they didn't want to stay here for a second, so they immediately pulled Zhang Mochen on foot, stopping and stopping along the way, like playing in the mountains and rivers, and not long after they left the inn, several waves of people and horses arrived one after another, and one or two conflicts broke out during the period.

Zhang Mochen and the five of them hid behind a mountain bag, and a few people with good breath rode through the mountain stream path in front of them, whipping like thunder, shouting like bells, and walking in a hurry.

"How many waves is this?" asked Qian Youyou, twisting his head and whispering.

"The seventh wave!" Zhang Mochen replied, seeing that those people had completely walked away, he stood up from behind the mountain bag, "Zheng Xian, do you know anyone?"

"The third wave of centaurs should be from Junge City, they have royal blood, and they are easily recognizable when they are dressed. Zheng Xian thought for a moment and replied.

"What is the number one in Junge City?" Zhang Mochen asked curiously.

"Midstream!" replied Zheng Xian.

Nodding, Zhang Mochen took a deep breath and walked over, "Everyone should have come, let's stop inking!"

Instead of taking the mountain streams, they shuttled through the jungle, taking shortcuts on the one hand, and preventing any more people from catching up. When his vision dimmed again, Zhang Mochen, who was walking in the forefront, suddenly stopped, raised his hands with his waist bent, and then fell directly to the ground.

"Everyone be careful, hold back your breath, there are at least a dozen groups of people ahead!"

Zhang Mochen's perception is extremely sharp and powerful, even if there is darkness and jungle as cover, he still finds all those competitors, in this regard, Qian Youyou and the four of them did not doubt it at all, and they completely suppressed their breath and lay on the ground, for fear of leaking a little.

After crawling on the wet ground for half an hour, Zhang Mochen raised his hand again to signal to stop, at this time, they were already at the outskirts of the battlefield, and the milk-colored hole was already faintly visible.

"What should I do?" Crawling to Zhang Mochen's side, Zheng Xian asked in a low voice, as if he had forgotten about being ripped off by the former.

"Wait!" Zhang Mochen remained motionless, like a sculpture, but his owl-like eyes were staring straight ahead.

"Although the gun shoots the first bird, if someone is the first to get there, we will only have to drink the northwest wind. Zheng Xian has a different view.

"They are all standing still, so why should we be in a hurry? At this time, the comparison is patience, I don't believe that let's make a bet, whoever goes out now will die. Zhang Mochen glanced sideways slightly and grinned at Zheng Xian.

Before Zhang Mochen's words fell, a burst of grass shuttle sounded, and everyone looked fixedly, and at the dim end, a team of people and horses rushed out of the jungle, extremely fast, and went straight to the entrance of the cave. (https:)

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