Hua An's seemingly inadvertent little whirlwind brought even more shock to the two great swordsmen than Hua Feiyang.

Without him, if a skill can only be used by a certain person or a certain clan, it is just a natural skill and does not mean much to others.

For example, the plant talent of the elven royal family, such as the dark talent of the demon royal family, such as the water control ability of the Helen family, such as the wind blade of the demon wolf, etc., except for the family members who may be able to inherit this ability, others are not envious.

If other people can perform repetitive operations, it will be a system of martial arts, and it will create a faction or even a legend. How could the two old men not be excited.

Huaan paid a terrible price for his recklessness. After all, Hua Feiyang has a high status and a big official position, and the two old men are really not good at studying something about Hua Feiyang. As for Huaan...... The two old men immediately abandoned Hua Feiyang and began to experiment with Hua An as a guinea pig.

Hua'an's screams have not stopped since the two old men took over, echoing in the empty desert for a long time.

This night, Hua Feiyang didn't sleep well, he always dreamed, dreaming that Hua An was dissected by these two energetic and capable old men, and then it was his turn, after all, people are always full of interest in the exploration of unknown things.

Until the next morning, Hua An ran to himself with a body of fat and cried about the madness of the two old men.

Hua Feiyang's hanging heart finally let go, the two old men didn't even look like Hua An, and they couldn't do anything to me, hehe!

comforted Hua An with a pleasant face, and then prepared to eat breakfast in a good mood. At this time, Hua An said, "Young Master, what is the name of this trick...... I've suffered so much for this damn trick, and I still don't know what it's called!"

Hearing the word trick, Hua Feiyang's heart suddenly sparked, but looking at Hua An's haggard face, "Forget it, just when you have given up the transformation of the subjective world!

After saying that, Hua Feiyang walked away with his hands behind his back, and a round of tomorrow just got up from the horizon, completely reflecting Hua Feiyang, and the whole person became tall and holy. For a while, there was an urge to let Hua'an bow and worship.

The magic thing only fermented and collided in a small circle, and under the deliberate control of the four people, it did not expand outward. However, at this time, Hua Feiyang was not in the mood to discuss magic, because the time agreed with Zhang Mumu was almost up, but he didn't see any figures.

In fact, on the day of the storm, the squad that had been hanging far away had disappeared. But Zhang Mumu and his entourage have not returned for a long time, which makes Hua Feiyang more worried. If it weren't for Zhang Mumu's repeated emphasis before leaving, he couldn't go looking for it, Hua Feiyang would have turned around and gone back to find someone.

Seeing Hua Feiyang turn his head, Hua An immediately said, "Young Master, there is no news of Captain Zhang Mumu yet!" He had already been asked more than thirty times in the morning, and Hua An had already formed a conditioned reflex. However, before the words fell this time, Hua An yelled: "Young master, look!"

When I looked closely, some black spots appeared in the sky.

"Uncle Tianyi, you take a few people to pick it up! Be very careful!" Hua Feiyang felt wrong after counting the number of black dots, and instructed.

"Yes, young master. Let's go!" Hua Tian clicked a few people, flew on his horse, turned his head and rushed towards the black dot.

"All rest, always be on alert!" After Hua Feiyang conveyed the order, the entire army stopped.

An hour later, Hua Tianyi brought all the people back. Ten people went, only eight people remained, and two of them were not their own personnel, presumably prisoners, and it is self-evident where the remaining four people went.

Looking closely at the personnel who came back, Zhang Mumu's right arm had been broken, and the whole person fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss; The rest were more or less slightly injured. Of course, the captives weren't much better.

Seeing this, Hua Feiyang pulled out his sword and prepared to kill the captives to take revenge. At this moment, Zhang Mumu seemed to wake up, and Hua An hurriedly beckoned Hua Feiyang over.

"Young master, don't kill them, they are spies, someone wants to ambush us, we need to know the intelligence and trap the enemy!" Zhang Mumu took a lot of effort to finish his words tremblingly, and then fainted again.

Hua Feiyang gave Hua Tianyi a look, Hua Tian nodded, and then took a few people, grabbed two prisoners and walked to the bottom of another sand dune. Then there was a terrible scream, and in less than half an hour several men came back and threw the captive to the ground like a dead dog, and it seemed that it had been done.

"Tell me what's going on!" Hua Feiyang said as he looked at the few people who came back.

"My lord, we are just hiding under the earth, how can you be sure that these people who are following us will definitely pass over us!" The kamikaze battalion ambush team, with only their faces exposed, buried the rest of their bodies in the sand, and they were still chatting with each other.

"Hehe, you guys, how many times have I been with you, I was born here! I asked them to come, but they didn't dare to come!" Zhang Mumu didn't answer, but bragged.

"Cut, my lord, don't sell it, tell us, we'll learn a trick too!" said one of the old soldiers.

Zhang Mumu knew that the old man who spoke was called Zhang Jianhua, known as "Old Stubborn", a high-ranking swordsman, a good hand in war, regardless of life and death, and his character was also stubborn, and he would never give up until he reached his goal.

"Hehe, this is the old man who opened his mouth to beg, otherwise I won't tell you about the skill of pressing the bottom of the box!" Zhang Mumu said, "Don't think that Lao Tzu's observation a few days ago is looking at the Western scenery, tell you, I'm looking at their mounts!"

"What do you see their mounts for? I see it too, aren't they Bactrian camels?" a young warrior chimed in.

Zhang Mumu didn't care, "Haha, that's why I can get to the sword master, you are still a swordsman at most, you just look at it at most, and I look at it and not only find the problem, but also find the breakthrough point and solve the problem!"

"My lord, please, don't ink, hurry up!" Everyone looked at Zhang Mumu and digressed again, and hurriedly pulled him back.

"Well, this Bactrian camel has a habit of being very fond of the rhizomes of camel grass, even to the point of fanaticism! Some Bactrian camels can even smell the rhizomes of camel grass 30 miles away. That's what I heard adults say when I was a kid, and I tried it a few times, and sure enough. "Zhang Mumu is thorough.

"My lord, it's useless for you to tell me that you know! Camel grass is not worth much in the mainland, but in this endless desert, it is really not easy to find one. Another warrior chimed in.

"Your Excellency, you won't ......"

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