Zimo entered the courtyard of General La's mansion, not knowing where he should go or what to do.

Zimo walked into the hall of the outer courtyard hard, and as soon as Zimo walked in, there were four or five people coming from left and right, and Zimo was surrounded in the middle.

"Which group!"

Where did Zimo know that he was in that group, he was suddenly surrounded by people, and he was frightened, and he thought that he was showing his feet there. This suddenly asked himself which group he belonged to, Zimo really didn't react for a while, why did he forget to ask himself how to deal with it after he came in!

Zimo raised his eyes and looked around, there were a lot of people scattered in the hall of the good guys, standing, standing, standing.

"Which group?" one person continued, and the other two began to grope Zimo's whole body up and down for a full body examination.

Fortunately, Zimo was prepared, leaving only a short dark green dagger and a token that he had just snatched, and a thick stack of silver tickets, and nothing else.

Zimo ahh

Several people searched for daggers, tokens, and silver tickets, and after a closer look, one muttered: "There are people in the shadows, either deaf or dumb, with broken hands and feet, all of them are wastes."

After these people searched Zimo, they retreated, but Zimo didn't know what to do, his heart moved, and he patted the person closest to him with his hand, and gestured indiscriminately.

The man turned his head to look at Zimo, and for a moment he didn't know what he was doing, and said, "He's asking you, where is he going?"

The man sneered: "I don't have a house to live in, you still want to find a house, it's good to go inside and find a tree under the tree" said and also made random gestures, causing a large group of people to laugh.

Zimo rolled his eyes and saw that the back door of the hall was closed, knowing that it was the passage into the middle courtyard.

The only passage that can only be passed by one person at a time.

What a clever design, the outer courtyard hall almost extends to the courtyard walls on both sides, how about the passages on both sides, Zimo hasn't seen it yet, but with the peripheral layout, he can probably think that it should be a passage type, which is convenient for defense, and of course it is also convenient for reinforcements.

However, the main entrance of the hall to the middle courtyard is designed as a living death door, which does pose a great problem for those who want to break in.

Zimo vaguely saw the figure shaking in the middle courtyard, so he had no choice but to walk through the back door of the front courtyard hall and come to the middle courtyard.

"&***#¥#@#¥##" Several fierce people suddenly surrounded Zimo and spoke in a language that Zimo didn't understand.

"Ahh

I'm a god! Fortunately, I was dumb just now, if not, I would have to be exposed!

It's all people from the Blue Wolf Country, and here they start to speak the language of their own country openly, and even the questioning is in the language of their hometown.

Another body search, turned out a dark green short dagger and tokens, silver tickets.

Under Zimo's indiscriminate gestures, several fierce men pushed Zimo and let Zimo go to the side.

Zimo put things in his pocket and thought, "The people here don't care about money at all when they see so many silver tickets, they don't care about money at all!"

The middle courtyard is very large, but Zimo saw that it was still more than 400 meters wide, and it was still 100 meters wide from the general's mansion that he analyzed outside.

However, this courtyard is indeed very deep, the depth is nearly more than 800 meters, there are pavilions and pavilions here, but there are many big trees and rockeries, the only shortcoming is that there are too many people, there are people everywhere, a pile of piles, almost no place to put your feet.

Grandma's legs!

Zimo muttered to himself, the outside of this Laxiashui General's Mansion looks extremely ordinary, but he didn't expect that there are so many people from the Blue Wolf Country hiding in it, which is also incredible.

It seems that this group of people from the Blue Wolf Country, the leader is either a madman or a fool, gathering so many people here, if the news leaks, it will not be strangled.

Where is this? This is the capital of the king of Gaoyang, here is heavily guarded, there are countless heroes from all walks of life, and the number of practitioners who participated in this competition alone is nearly a million, and there are so many people nesting here, what is not a madman?

Zimo knew that he had nowhere to go, and it seemed that this was the place of concentration.

There were hundreds of people dressed in different costumes, scattered in the middle between the middle and inner courtyards, but they could also feel that they were a group of people, scouts!

Hundreds of wolf scouts were on standby there, this was Zimo's first feeling.

Scattered on both sides of these hundreds of people are piles of scattered people, more small teams, groups of five, groups of five, and many of them are groups of four, and it is estimated that the dispatch mission is a broken one.

Zimo slowly moved in the middle courtyard like a sea of people, and from time to time he accidentally bumped into some fierce outlaws, who glared at Zimo viciously, but did not get angry.

Zimo knew that this was the master they were tabooing here, and if they were outside, they would have already taken a knife on themselves.

In the middle courtyard, there are the most squads, because the density of their gathering is obviously a certain distance from the people around them.

Then there are some scattered people, people like Zimo, who are scattered all over this courtyard.

Many of them are scarred and covered in scars. Some have a few scars on their faces, some have no arms, some drag their crippled legs, and all look at everyone who despises them with unspeakable anger.

These people must have been injured when they came to Gaoyang Country to carry out their mission, Zimo could see from their painful expressions about the wounds, but he just didn't know if they succeeded in the mission or failed in the mission.

There was a voice of Wow Wow Liang Niang everywhere, Zimo couldn't understand a word, as if he had entered the pigsty, and he was at a loss.

What an unexpected!

I don't know the language of the Blue Wolf Country! How can I go to the intelligence of the Blue Wolf Country, and see what a few fierce people look like when the guards enter the door, here are the ones who come in and take in the other, all of them are concentrated here, and don't even think about going out.

Obviously, you can only enter here, not go out.

It's over, I'm coming in and coming in, but it seems that I can't even approach the inner courtyard, let alone steal the defense map of the General's Mansion, and I can't go out even if I want to go out now.

Zimo goes around here, stops, goes, stands, doesn't even have a suitable place to take with him.

Of course, Zimo didn't dare to stay in one place for a long time, lest the outlaws next to him talk to him, or feel his identity, so he could only change places constantly and slowly.

There are also people coming in constantly, some through the main entrance, some through the side door, and there are more and more people in this courtyard.

Almost no one paid attention to the newcomers, everyone was busy with their own business, in groups and piles, talking to each other, silent in twos and threes, or squinting, or napping, or wiping weapons, not caring about any newcomers who came in.

The people here suddenly gave Zimo a feeling that they were all dead, as if everyone was the same feeling that they were already dead, about to die, and about to die for others.

It's as if Zimo has a feeling for the man sitting there motionless, he may be dying, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow morning.

Zimo didn't know why he suddenly felt this way, maybe they all felt this way, a lot, a strong feeling of ignoring life infected him.

Although I can't speak their words or understand their words, the qi, atmosphere, and feelings can be transmitted and felt to each other.

It is precisely because everyone feels that the other party is a person who is about to die, but everyone has infinite peace in their hearts, and this calm reveals an infinite murderous aura, which is far beyond the fighting aura of survival.

Could this be the powerful combat power that will be born after death?