After the old military god left, Jin Yongsheng turned to look at the black butterfly in Chen Xiaoqiang's hand, the young man could hardly believe that he was working hard, and he worked for a long time just for the inconspicuous little black butterfly in Chen Xiaoqiang's hand.

What's more, for such a black butterfly, Jin Yuanyuan was injured.

The girl was very important in Jin Yongsheng's heart, and knowing that her injury made the young man sad more than his own injury, he even felt annoyed in his heart.

Jin Yongsheng's mood, Chen Xiaoqiang, who was standing aside, naturally knew that the young man of the Chen family did not have a very good face, but unlike Jin Yongsheng, the reason why Chen Xiaoqiang's face was not good was that he was accumulating his strength to control the body flame, and second, because the young man was very angry, and whenever Jin Yongsheng always put himself in danger.

Jin Yongsheng is already the king of eternal life, he doesn't have to rush to the front when fighting, especially since they already have a war team, but he, the king, still hasn't grown at all, and will always abduct everyone to fight without any technical content.

Chen Xiaoqiang's thinking is extremely difficult to be influenced by people most of the time, but Jin Yongsheng, who is hot-blooded and brave in battle, often affects him, not to mention those members of the fighting army.

Today, when he entered the Valley of the Barriers, he had already formulated a battle plan, and the members of the battle unit were led by Yefeng to assist Jin Yongsheng and others in attacking, and he was responsible for subduing the female rotting corpse butterfly, but later, this battle turned into a disorderly group fight.

Although this battle finally ended with Jin Yongsheng's victory, how could Chen Xiaoqiang, who was sinister, not know that Jin Yongsheng didn't seem to realize how important his life was to everyone, and the responsibility, self-respect, and responsibility of a king became brute and willful when Jin Yongsheng arrived.

If it weren't for seeing Jin Yongsheng injured, Chen Xiaoqiang would really want to teach Jin Yongsheng a lesson again, so that he could know the way to be a king, not to charge to the front, that should be done by him Chen Xiaoqiang or others, not what Jin Yongsheng, the immortal king, should do.

Chen Xiaoqiang's thoughts and thoughts conflicted with Jin Yongsheng's, so seeing that Jin Yongsheng was squinting at him, Chen Xiaoqiang, who was not very good at communicating with Jin Yongsheng, opened his mouth and said: "Look at your embarrassed appearance, do you have a little kingly demeanor?" When he suddenly heard Tian Gongming, who was in charge of cleaning up the battlefield not far away, shouting: "Your ......Majesty! There are secret rooms here. ”

"Whether or not there is a king's demeanor, I am also the king of eternal life. Jin Yongsheng spoke and walked towards Tian Gongming, causing Chen Xiaoqiang's face to be even more gloomy behind him.

Behind the Fountain of Death.

Through a butterfly-shaped black iron door that had been polished and engraved with charms, Jin Yongsheng and Chen Xiaoqiang walked into a huge secret room no less than a thousand meters wide, with rotating stone steps extending downward, and the bottom of the secret room was densely packed with more than 2,000 dwarves with chains and withered faces.

Wherever this is a secret room, it is a prison.

When Jin Yongsheng and Chen Xiaoqiang walked all the way to the bottom of the secret room, Tian Gongming cautiously asked behind the two teenagers, "My lord, what about these dwarves?"

Seeing that Chen Xiaoqiang didn't say anything, Jin Yongsheng said with a solemn expression: "Open the shackles, return them to freedom, and let them out of the valley." ”

Without the high tension of the battle, the young man suddenly felt the abnormal pain of the wounds around his body, and his face was naturally very ugly.

The dwarves looked at Jin Yongsheng with fear and confusion, especially Jin Yongsheng, who was covered in blood, and his face was really not good. And the cold-faced young man beside him, as if someone owed him his life, how could he be angry?

"Let them out of the valley? They have all been poisoned by corpses, and the poisoning is very deep, and if left untreated, they will soon lose themselves and die. Tian Gongming looked at the dwarf in front of him, and couldn't help but feel compassion.

"Then what should we do? We can't kill them all, can we?" Wen Wuyi, who was following Tian Gongming's side, said in a rough voice.

These dwarves have no cultivation, and they can only do some coolies wherever they go.

What Jin Yongsheng's team needs at this moment is combat effectiveness, not a group of poisoned burdens.

Some of the sane people in the dwarven ranks, when they heard Wen Wuyi say that they were going to kill them all, they immediately knelt down and begged, "Your Excellency!

Killing a group of unarmed and chained dwarven captive slaves, even Fu Renhua, who was born as a bandit, would feel that he couldn't do it.

But everyone knows that taking in these dwarves is an absolute burden for any faction.

Everyone weighed left and right in their hearts, and when they were in a dilemma, Jin Yongsheng gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, transport all these dwarves back to Yongqiang City." Let's see what Uncle Wang and the fourth grandfather can do to help them detoxify. "Jin Yongsheng can't see such a scene the most, men have gold under their knees, even if they are dwarves with no military cultivation, but they are also human beings, and they are lives with emotional intelligence, Jin Yongsheng can't just let them fend for themselves.

As soon as Jin Yongsheng's words fell, Tian Gongming, Wen Wuyi, and Fu Renhua behind them all showed a look of relief on their faces. Chen Xiaoqiang's brows furrowed even tighter, but he didn't stop it.

"Thank you, sir, thank you. We can work, we can build, we can dig crypts, we can forge ......" Listening to Jin Yongsheng's words to save them, a middle-aged man among the dwarves who was slightly taller, like a leader, and had a loyal face, said while kowtowing to Jin Yongsheng.

"Get up, all of you. After Jin Yongsheng finished speaking, Tara suddenly pulled down his shoulders and bared his teeth, grinning at Chen Xiaoqiang, who had been frowning tightly, and shouted, "Brother is injured, it's no good, just leave the matter here to Master Tian, hurry, hurry...... Help my brother out, my brother needs pain relief and healing. ”

"It's really not good, but do you want the master to carry you?" Chen Xiaoqiang turned his eyes and stretched his brows and said to Jin Yongsheng.

"Really?"

Hearing Chen Xiaoqiang say that he wanted to carry himself, when Jin Yongsheng's eyes showed a grateful look that he couldn't believe in disbelief, he only felt that his back was tight, and the whole person flew out of the door of the secret room, and after landing with a bang, he gnawed on a mouth full of mud.

"Chen Xiaoqiang, you dead woman's face! Brother and you are not finished! You stop for brother!" Jin Yongsheng staggered to his feet and pointed to Chen Xiaoqiang's figure who had already walked away, jumping to his feet and scolding.

Chen Xiaoqiang, who was walking in the distance, said alone: "Also, this is you...... A unique kingly style. ”

Seeing that Chen Xiaoqiang didn't turn around under his scolding, Jin Yongsheng turned to the night wind that was walking beside him and shouted bitterly: "Ouch, ouch...... Big Brother Night, Big Brother Night, come and help me. ”

When the night wind hurriedly stepped forward to help Jin Yongsheng, Jin Yongsheng turned his eyes and saw the entire team of soldiers standing aside, and suddenly glared at the tiger and said loudly: "What are you guys looking at?

Everyone immediately turned around with red faces, thinking that the king was in a bad mood, and there was a reason for everyone to show face...... In the battle just now, everyone's performance was not as good as a woman, and the king was injured, not to mention whether his injuries were serious or not, just that body of blood was scary enough.

After turning around, every member of the combat unit secretly swore in their hearts that they must protect the king next time, otherwise they will always let the king take the lead and resist the ruthless corners, what else do you want us people to do. But at this moment, don't provoke the king's good, the king's fist is not a joke...... If you are really beaten twice, it will be difficult to save your life.

Seeing that all the brushes of everyone were dispersed, Jin Yongsheng still said unrelentingly: "A bunch of unconscionable guys, my brother is tired like a dog, you still dare to come to see the excitement, see how I will clean you up later...... Big Brother Night, Big Brother Night, you tap it, it hurts. ”

"Yes, sir. When the night wind helped Jin Yongsheng to walk to the old military god and Jin Yuanyuan's side, Chen Xiaoqiang stopped in a secluded place. At this time, the Death Sword Spirit, who had suffered a huge blow in his heart, recovered from his hopeless emotion, and the Death Sword Spirit, who was about to get out of Chen Xiaoqiang's soul, suddenly heard Chen Xiaoqiang's voice: "Listen, from now on, Divine Sword Mingyu is your name." You need to know the meaning of the name...... When I go with you to the world of conquest, I will be shrouded in light, and the world is as vast as the ancient cosmic firmament. ”

Is the host talking to himself?

Excalibur Mingyu!

I have a name.

And the owner also said that he would fight with him!

Conquest of the New World......

For a while, the Death God Sword Spirit was resurrected with full blood, and the evil god who had survived for 10,000 years was like a child who had finally been recognized and affirmed his abilities, and his eyes almost burst into tears, and his lips trembled with excitement.

Next, Chen Xiaoqiang continued to launch a sugar-coated cannonball offensive against it and said: "Since you like this carrion butterfly, I will give it to you as a pet." And the fountain of death, if you like it, take it as well. ”

The owner also gave himself the carrion butterfly and the fountain of death.

The Death God Sword Spirit was suddenly moved speechless, and his evil eyes never revealed a happy expression.

An old monster who has been lonely for thousands of years, sometimes his mind is also very simple, and it is easy to be satisfied with happiness.

Not only did he have a name, but he also got a favorite Hell Carrion Butterfly as a pet, and a glimpse of the water of the Dead Spring.

What day is it?

Happiness came so suddenly.

The emotional ups and downs were so exciting that the Death Sword Ling Mingyu felt a little unreal, and he just said over and over again: "Divine Sword Mingyu, Divine Sword Mingyu...... I've got a name, I've got a name. ”

When the Death Sword Spirit Mingyu finally calmed down, Chen Xiaoqiang, who appeared in the Divine Soul, suddenly spoke, and Chen Shao was very enthusiastic and reached out to hold the arm of the Death Sword Spirit, with a pleasant face, and said warmly: "Mingyu, can you play chess?" Or do you have more advanced chess games?"

Playing chess, I am very good at it, and I know a lot of advanced chess games, but the master suddenly asked himself what he was doing?

The Reaper Sword Spirit has studied chess because one of his previous masters was born into a family of chess artists.

Chen Xiaoqiang saw that the Death Sword Spirit looked a little ignorant, and continued to say to him: "I have always been unable to win against the teacher in chess these days, I think the teacher's chess skills are good, it must be because he has good chess games. ”

"What the master said is that the chess skills of this world are broad and profound, but they all come from ancient times, and everything in our era is subject to simplicity and complexity, and in your era it is just the opposite, everything is like cumbersome. Excalibur Mingyu finally returned to his old antique state and said.