One morning in late October.

Xishandu, in the middle reaches of the Ussuri River, is a scenic place called the Bund.

The annual Banshan Ferry "Bund Sword" is also called the Xishan Ferry Spoils Sharing Conference.

There are rules of the game in Xishandu, and there is no government in this place, but there is still order. In fact, there is order everywhere, and even if there is no order, there will be order when there are more people who die. And Xishandu's "Bund Sword" is actually the place where the order of Xishandu is formulated every year. In fact, it is also a spoils sharing meeting for each hill to approve the sphere of influence.

The original Xishandu has been a big thing and a small thing for decades and a hundred years, and each mountain is fighting for each other, fighting and using knives, and then bullying the small villages in their own territory. In troubled times, it is not necessarily a monopoly, and even several big mountains have slowly formed a hereditary lineage, with the prototype of a primary state.

But this year is not peaceful, God has come to make trouble, and it looks like a winter that is not very easy.

The bandit hill and the villager tribe also have restlessness. The one called the mountain carving has already annexed dozens of mountains and divided a quarter of the entire Xishandu territory. The village called Qingniwa was even more excessive, and even began to bully the bandits, and the small bandits around were all woolen, and even the one-eyed dragons with hundreds of thousands of centaurs were also served in a pot.

This situation is very bad and must be rectified.

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An hour before the meeting.

"Brother, I really suffered heavy losses, the grain collection team went out and was wiped out, and now I have run a hundred kilometers away to collect food. A bandit leader said.

"You're satisfied, it's good that you can go more than 100 kilometers away to collect grain, I can't afford to be provoked by a mountain carving 100 kilometers away. I don't dare to rob him, hey," said one on the side, "There is a puddle of green mud on one side, and a mountain carving on the other, and I can't afford to provoke the two ends, how can I spend this year." ”

"You're at least still alive, that one-eyed dragon, hundreds of nearly a thousand centaurs are stronger than you, and now they're all wiped out! A man wearing a pirate hat said, "A few hundred and a thousand people against dozens of people, all wiped out!"

"Blow, you? Dozens of people have beaten hundreds of thousands, and the mountain carving is not so powerful. A bandit, who might have been farther away, interjected, "All of them are still destroyed, and they are still captured alive, you think too much." ”

"Qing Niwa, do you know? There are fox clans!" The pirate hat flaunted, "I went to see the dog fight last time, that fox nobleman is really handsome, just invite a few royal guards, a dozen to fight hundreds of what's wrong, thousands of regular troops can also be destroyed." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm going too, and there are magicians in the green mud pools, you know, magicians! Dozens of fireballs passed by at once, and the one-eyed dragon's buns were definitely scared to death. Another one interjected.

"Yes, there are dozens of magic balls? I've been to Helan! I've also seen the magicians of Helan Academy, and they can only hold back a magic after a hum, the magic power is great, but slowly, dozens of magic balls at once, you have a funny brain, right? What's more, a noble magician will come to us?" another interjected.

"No matter what, whether it's the royal family or the magician, no matter how strong they are, they can't break the rules. The bandit leader who spoke at the beginning said, "We go to collect grain for the winter, this is the rule of the mid-mountain crossing, and it has been such a rule for hundreds of years, and we don't rob him of the mud, why did we cut off our jobs." ”

Responders are cloudy, existence is reasonable, not to mention that this rule has existed for more than 100 years, and this rule is an iron law left by our ancestors.

"Yes, yes, we don't trouble them, they still make trouble with us, just in the past two months, they have killed dozens of grain collection teams, and there are two mountains that have been destroyed by them, and now they have no mountains within a radius of thirty or forty miles, and they have to go nearly 100 kilometers away to do the grain collection team. Next time, it will be difficult to ensure that it will not be 100 kilometers to destroy our mountain. ”

"He forgot that he was just a village, not a mountain, and he dared to rob us. ”

"That's it, there are still rules for fighting for territory between our mountains, only using knives and guns without hurting peace, and we haven't killed them all, that mountain carving has destroyed more than a dozen mountains, which is basically a merger, we change the boss or bandits, this green mud puddle is to uproot us." ”

"That green mud puddle Basten also accused us of being bandits with an indignant face, and we are not bandits, who are bandits, and we don't rob who we are? The most disgusting thing is that this young man speaks righteously and wants to be a hero. You said that you want to be a hero and do chivalrous righteousness, but you end up doing things completely unfairly, and you know that you are sneak attacking, and you say that this disgusting Bala is not disgusting Bala? The glorious tradition of the warrior and the glorious tradition of the Beamon warrior have all been ruined by this child!"

"That green mud puddle is the most disgusting, and you have to make a fire to mark it when you kill someone, if I catch him, I circle and fork him hundreds of times. ”

"That green mud puddle is even more disgusting than Fei Luo, shouting every day that he will surrender without a fight, but he wields a mace and cuts people up more ruthlessly than anyone else. ”

"What you're talking about is nonsense, it's okay to say something useful, the next time you run into a green mud puddle of thunder, don't do it first, that transformable Garnett, you must cut that cripple, it's the aura used by the lame man named Berlusconi, the kobold who transformed. Chop that cripple, kobolds are garbage. ”

"The kobold who has not transformed into a green mud pool is also more powerful than normal, and the aura of the lame man is even more powerful after transforming. ”

"Do you know, the news that this kobold will transform has spread, you know that the population of the kobold tribe below me is much smaller than that of the Meng tribe, and they all went to the green mud valley to join the enemy, you say that you are not angry. ”

"In recent years, the world has changed too fast, and it's just that the tiger has fallen into Pingyang and been bullied by dogs, and now we can't even beat the kobold one-on-one! The dog minions have now become the dog emperor! You say that you are not angry. ”

"The one who watched the dog fight, tell me, you saw the dog fight that day, who else is there besides Basten, Fat Luo, Xiong Daxiong Er, Garnett, Berlusconi?

"Hahahaha, the great magician Rommel didn't come, but the little magician Bird I came"

Suddenly, there was silence in the whole lively meeting site.

"Hiss" a sound of inhalation.

Someone rushed to the White Tiger Hall single-handedly, are you Lin Chong?

Everyone looked for the source of the voice, and it turned out to be a white and tender little Zhengtai.

"Hahaha, which kid actually came here to fart? I'll go back to grandpa," a bandit man who might be a bear clan stood up, and the little Zhengtai looked even thinner under his tall body.

The crowd also burst into laughter.

"Bird the Sorcerer, I didn't see you the day of the dogfight. The pirate hat began to boast again, "Grandpa, I was here that day, Rommel, Garnett, Berlusconi is one side, and the bear and bear are the other, how can you be a little brat?"

The crowd laughed again.

"It's quite handsome, don't frighten the children, the children come to my sister, they are all bad people, my sister loves you," a female bandit's voice said.

"Mother worm, we are all bad people, you are a good person, you are a good person who wants to eat this little offspring. The crowd burst into laughter.

"You actually look down on me, look down on Helan Three Musketeers' Wind Mage Bird?" Xiao Zhengtai listened to the ridicule of the crowd, and his little face turned red.

When everyone heard Bird's serious self-introduction, what Helan Three Musketeers, and the Wind Mage, laughed even louder. Everyone pondered in their hearts, this little red guy is definitely a young master who ran out of Helan who doesn't know the height of the sky, and thinks that he doesn't know the height of the sky after learning a little three-legged cat kung fu.

"Little brother, the Three Musketeers, has your own sword grown, let my sister take a look, and my sister will give you great health care." The mother worm was also even more energetic, and actually walked straight towards Bird.

Everyone immediately made way and began to coax the audience, and all kinds of meat jokes flew all over the sky, especially those who had a one-night relationship with the mother worm began to exchange experiences.

"You deceive people too much," Bird blushed, watching the female insect swaying over, and touching this one by one with a charming touch, how could he have experienced this kind of battle, his little face turned even redder, and he directly took out his magic wand.

"Whew" a gust of wind blew.

"The old cannon Bird is here, who dares to come up," Bird was actually very unhappy in his heart, the names of the green mud valley ringing horse, the green mud pool silk, and the green mud valley old boy were all good, and he himself was young, so he couldn't figure out that Mao Rommel had to give him the name of the green mud valley old cannon.

Everyone didn't care to laugh at Xiao Zhengtai's "green mud puddle old cannon", which was a bit inappropriate, but everyone found that the wind rising from the flat ground was real magic, and when they thought of the three words green mud puddle, they immediately fried the pot.

"Wow, the militia has come in. ”

I don't know if it was the miscellaneous things that were swept up by the strong wind, or the name of the three words "green mud puddle" was frightened, in short, the scene was a mess, and the dozens of leaders who participated in the meeting were noisy and had blue noses and swollen faces.

Boom, the entire small building at the meeting site fell to the ground with a bang, and a weak figure rushed towards the dozens of bandit leaders, and a small tornado surrounded Bird, bringing up the ruins of the broken walls all over the ground and rushing towards the dozens of bandit leaders.

This huge sound also alarmed the shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside the small building, as soon as they saw that something had happened to the small building where their head was staying, they didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and dozens of mountains and nearly a thousand guards also surrounded the small building.

This loud noise also alarmed the real bigwigs who had not yet participated in this pre-conference meeting, only to see a few obviously well-trained corps, and even a corps with uniform uniforms and uniform weapons surrounding Xiaolou, but these well-trained men and horses intentionally or unintentionally fell behind those guerrillas who dispersed.