The courage of the little general is really impressive..."

The old man nodded, then picked up a bottle of medicinal powder and handed it to Li Xiangxiang, nodding slightly at her.

Li Xiangxiang understood what he meant, shouted softly to Li Jianzhou, and was putting his white hand weakly on Li Jianzhou's shoulder, and when he wanted to raise his face, Li Jianzhou suddenly asked in a deep voice: "Senior, how long can Luo Tian hold on?"

"Three days!"

The old man sighed, nodded at the little donkey beside him, and said: "Little general, this time thanks to this donkey, this lame donkey looks dumbfounded, I didn't expect it to be so humane, from tens of thousands of corpses to find out your companions, such a psychic beast that protects the master, the old man has never seen it!"

As soon as the little donkey heard someone praise him, he threw his long head up, grinned and showed a new and neat yellow tooth, and squeezed his eyes towards Li Jianzhou with his eyebrows dancing, as if he was asking for credit, and made an ugly voice like a crow: "Enang..."

Li Jianzhou took the opportunity to touch the little donkey's head, and it seemed that it was its help that gave this second-level alchemist the best opportunity to rescue everyone.

Although I felt a little surprised, but if I think about it carefully, it seems to be reasonable, since Wen Sheng has the evil eye of the saint and loves it so much, there must be something unique about this little donkey that deeply attracts Wen Sheng.

However, if you want to know what kind of spirit beast it is, I'm afraid you have to wait for the old antique Chiyou to wake up.

When the little donkey smiled proudly, Li Jianzhou withdrew his hand, looked at the young man lying on the ground, his eyebrows instantly sank, and he muttered: "In three days, even if you rush to the General's Mansion non-stop, bumpy all the way, I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on to it in Luotian's state, and Hei Feng, a guy who is faster than ordinary flying spirit beasts, is gone..."

Li Jianzhou mentioned Black Wind, and fell into a short period of sadness, looked up at the corpses of the Wind Shadow Wolf all over the valley, slowly clenched his fists, and said in a cold tone: "I am afraid that the population where Black Wind is located has been wiped out, sometimes it is really ridiculous, human nature is not as good as the spirituality of animals!"

Li Jianzhou turned his head to look at the wolf brought by the tyrant and Xing Shaofeng, sneered, and slowly stood up, blood slowly slid down his evil cheeks, his heart was slashed, a burst of fever, wrinkled memories, shuttling in the reflection of time, and the tears of emotion made his eyes red again, only resentment and sadness.

"Whew!"

As soon as his toes were raised, he picked up the black knife sent by the people of the Haoyue Mercenary Group, and the blade trembled, suddenly pointing at Xu Wolf's heart.

"I may be able to save Black Wind, but because of you, even the last chance has been lost, now, I will give you a chance to say your last words!"

Xu Wolf's face was pale, staring at the black knife that stabbed a trace of blood in his chest, his eyes suddenly looked at the tyrant, and he faintly felt a little urgent for help.

The tyrant felt his fiery look, his eyes were fixed, and his heart was full of mixed feelings, the captain of this evil wolf mercenary group, who was once a powerful opponent who was inseparable from him, was now so embarrassed that he pinned his hopes for survival on his enemies!

Li Jianzhou was still calm, and there was no murderous aura in his calmness, but it was this unusual performance that suddenly made the thick and fine tyrant come to his senses.

"Little General, cultivation is not easy, he is already in the Sevenfold Heavenly Martial Realm, for the sake of me helping you, give him a chance to live!"

The sea is inclusive, and there is tolerance!

The heart of the tyrant who can let go of hatred and intercede for his enemies has made many mercenary groups secretly give a thumbs up,

Shen Yang and Hu Yang glanced at each other and nodded slightly, and from then on, their grievances were also written off!

Tyrants can be so generous, so how can they fight to the death for this illusory ranking.

"Your kindness, Jianzhou can't repay it, just let him go like this, then wouldn't my black wind be sacrificed in vain like this?!" Li Jianzhou frowned slightly, and sometimes spit heavily.

In fact, now he is just a strong outsider, because his current strength is only a heavy heavenly martial realm, if Xu Wolf suddenly jumps off the wall in a hurry and chooses to take risks, then he must use the hand of Xing Shao Feng, the commander of the capital, to successfully kill Xu Wolf!

The hesitant expression of the decisive Grim Reaper made Wolf Xu seem to see life, and he glanced at the tyrant gratefully, and then under the desire to survive, his lips trembled, and said, "I am willing to sign a master-servant contract with you!"

The master-servant contract between immortal cultivators is like a contract array with spirit beasts and immortal cultivators, as long as the other party takes the initiative to contribute their souls to you, then you can control his soul power by spiritual power, whether he is alive or dead, it is all in your thoughts, but this kind of contract requires the master to have more powerful spiritual power than the sacrificer!

However, Li Jianzhou's spiritual power is infinitely close to that of an immortal, so he can naturally eat Xu Wolf steadily.

Li Jianzhou hesitated for a while, nodded, withdrew the black knife, and said: "Hei Feng is my sitting spirit beast, you took its beast core, then you should do its role, besides, I, Li Jianzhou, have always had kindness and revenge, since the captains of the overlord mercenary group have spoken, how can I spare you without knowing how to lift!"

Xu Wolf's heart trembled, like a withered grass, raised his head, looked at this young man, and faintly felt that he had fallen into a trap, but he no longer had the right to choose!

A wisp of white soul power slowly floated out from the center of his eyebrows, and after he knelt down, he threw himself to the ground and said: "This is my soul power, I hope you will accept it, master." ”

Li Jianzhou nodded, stretched out his hand to shake it, and grabbed this wisp of soul power in his hand, immediately closed his eyes slightly, opened his mouth and inhaled, this feeling of integrating into the bloodline made him feel that he only needed one thought, and his divine sense would wipe out this wisp of soul, so as to kill Xu Wolf!

Around, some influential and powerful mercenary groups shook their heads secretly when they saw this scene, and now the power structure in this area has begun to collapse with the appearance of the Dragon Shadow mercenary group.

Now with the addition of Xu Wolf, the strongest mercenary group in this area is the Dragon Shadow Mercenary Group!

However, how can the shallows trap the dragon? How can the sack hide the sharpness of the awl?! The Dragon Shadow Mercenary Group will have to leave this area sooner or later, and the more suitable place for them is the interior of the Spirit Beast Abyss, a larger mercenary city!

No one dares to underestimate Li Jianzhou anymore, because this is a tribute to the boy who has produced ninety-eight war paints.

Even Li Xiangxiang, a genius who is feared by everyone, is overshadowed in front of Li Jianzhou.

The huge killing intent that was as vast as the wind would be a shadow that would linger for the rest of their lives.

And this is just emanating from the body of a teenager, he is the child of Li Wuregret, the twelfth general of the Fengyun Empire, an unheard of unparalleled genius!

The name of the Dragon Shadow Mercenary Group will spread from this small area, gradually resounding throughout the spirit beast abyss.

This is a group of young mercenaries.

A mercenary group with a bright future!

Li Jianzhou turned to look at the mercenaries in the valley, waved his hand and said, "Everyone leave!"

"Little General, I am Shen Yang, the captain of the Haoyue Mercenary Regiment, we will meet later!"

"Little General, I am Hu Yang, the captain of the Chiyang Mercenary Regiment, and we will meet later!"

"Little General, I am Chen Gui, the captain of the Luoyun Mercenary Group, we will meet later!"

......

Many well-known captains reported their names, paid a moment of silence to their dead companions, and left in an orderly manner with their wounded companions.

While lamenting the tragedy of this battle, they also praised Li Jianzhou, and even faintly regretted it, because they lost the opportunity to make friends with a future powerhouse!

The valley was a mess, the roots and branches of some plants were buried in the dirt, and in every inch of land under our feet, I don't know how many people were buried and how many people died here, because there were rivers of blood everywhere and corpses everywhere!

The countless potholes of blood were the traces of the aftermath of the battle, and those dense stumps fluttered in the pool of blood, like a numb fish swimming without a soul and without an owner.

After most of the mercenaries left, the people of the Evil Wolf Mercenary Group looked at Xu Wolf, shook their heads, and the trees scattered like monkeys, and they could only join other mercenaries in the future to survive...

In the quiet valley, only a few mercenaries with tattered clothes and many wounds on their arms and feet bent down and rummaged around for corpses, as if looking for something, and the excessive bleeding made their bodies as thin as a piece of paper, and a gust of wind could blow them away.

"Captain, I've found Captain Wei Ning!"

A mercenary beckoned, and the man in black led by him was slightly moved, carrying a knife to his side, in a pool of blood, one of them was already lying on the ground, his body was full of countless swords, but there was a happy smile on his face.

"Uncle Yuan!"

Li Jianzhou shouted, and then ran away, his brows furrowed tightly, of course he knew these people from the Black Crow Mercenary Group, did they also participate in this duel?

Moreover, the hussar warrior who had followed his father seemed to be dead.

Li Xiangxiang stood next to Li Jianzhou, gently took out a handkerchief to wipe away the blood that slipped from his chin, and whispered something in his ear.

"Hahaha!"

Li Jianzhou listened to her words, and suddenly laughed wildly, but the laughter sounded a sad and miserable feeling, and even that expression revealed endless desolation and bitterness.

There was a lot of smile on his face, just because there were too many tears in his heart.

As if he had laughed enough, Li Jianzhou raised his head, tried to let his tears flow into his eyes, stood beside Ao Yuan, looked at the corpse on the ground, and said lightly: "Uncle Yuan, you and I don't have any friends of life and death, why are you willing to help me?"

"Could it be...... Don't... Is I, Li Jianzhou, really worth it for you to do this?"

When these last few words were spoken, Li Jianzhou's tone was extremely heavy, and even his body couldn't help but tremble.

At that time, he was still unconscious, and his companions were already dying in the face of so many Heavenly Martial Realm powerhouses, so the Black Crow Mercenary Group should be able to realize how ignorant their actions were.

Ao Yuan seemed to have looked down on life and death, his eyes were slightly red, he sniffed the tip of his nose, shook his head and said, "Because I Wei Ning is my brother!"

"Why is Uncle Ning willing to do this?"

"Maybe it's your father's unique personality, this guy has been with me for so long, even if he has been away from the Winged Cavalry for a long time, he hasn't forgotten his identity as the Winged Cavalry, which... It's ridiculous!" Ao Yuan looked at Li Jianzhou and said calmly, with a rather bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

Li Jianzhou sighed, shook his head again, and said, "What about the others?"

"I lied to them, and they probably turned red when they killed, so no one thought of running away. ”

Ao Yuan said guiltily, turned his head to look at Li Jianzhou again, hugged his fists and said: "Little general, now that Brother Wei Ning is dead, I don't want to be a mercenary anymore, I am tired of this life of fighting and killing, and I am ready to take out all my savings to do some small business in the capital of the Fengyun Empire, marry a wife and have children, so you treat my three brothers well, these three brothers of mine have followed me since I founded the Black Crow Mercenary Group, and they are loyal people!"

As he spoke, he squatted down, pulled out the sword in Wei Ning's body, picked up his bloody body, and mourned silently towards the valley for a while, and slowly left with heavy steps.

The warm light bathed around his body, and his figure slowly disappeared, like an old man with a candle in the wind, perhaps his heart had been crushed by this heavy emotion!

"Uncle Yuan, this kind of kindness cannot be repaid, if he has nowhere to go in the future, then go to the General's Mansion!"

Li Jianzhou shouted towards Aoyuan, his heart was like being stabbed by the tip of a needle, what he destroyed was not Wei Ning alone, but the hope that the Black Crow Mercenary Group brought to Aoyuan.

The most painful present may be the most beautiful time in the past.

The middle-aged members of the three Crow Mercenary Corps were already crying at this time, and they couldn't cry anymore.

The dignified good men cried like this, maybe they lost not only the belonging of the Crow Mercenary Group, but also the good time of eating meat and drinking wine that would never return in those countless nights.

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