Yang Hai suddenly said: "If you don't say it, then I can't keep you!"

A crazy gust of wind blew across Chu Ling's face and lifted his clothes, but Chu Ling's eyebrows did not move, as stable as a mountain, as if he had something to rely on.

Sure enough, at the same time as Yang Hai made a move, Fan Qishu waved his big hand and turned into an afterimage, blocking Chu Ling's body.

"Wait!"

Fan Qishou stood in front of Chu Ling with a lot of anger and shouted.

Yang Hai showed a burst of hidden anger on his surface, and he lowered his arm as if he hated iron but not steel, and said, "Brother Fan Xian, you trust traitors in vain!"

Fan Qishu looked at Chu Ling and said calmly: "Brother Yang, after all, Senior Brother is Yang's life-saving benefactor, even if he wants to enter the Blessed Land Cave Heaven with us, he should be, and I hope Brother Yang can understand!"

Before Yang Hai could speak, the little white-faced Yang Chen took the lead in standing up and yelled: "Uncle Fan Shi, what the hell are you doing? This person's identity is not clear, maybe he is the spy of Wanqi Mountain, how can you agree to let him go in with us? Ancient Blessed Land, what a chance this is, our two families have ...... in advance."

"That's enough—"

Fan Yuxi stood up from the side with a cold face, interrupted Yang Chen's words very rudely, and said, "Yang Chen, Brother Chu was invited by me, whether he is an enemy or a friend, I am free to judge." Besides, please don't forget, the entrance map of the ancient blessed land, but it has been handed down by the ancestors of our Fan family, we can invite whoever we want to go in, and it is not the turn of outsiders to intervene!"

Originally, in Yang Chen's eyes, Fan Yuxi, who had always been soft and weak, suddenly broke out, making Yang Chen and everyone stunned.

Especially Yang Chen, he and Fan Yuxi are childhood sweethearts who grew up together in the mercenary union.

He has long regarded Fan Yuxi as his own woman, although Fan Yuxi usually dislikes him, but he is also extremely narcissistic to see this rejection as a desire to refuse and welcome, and the shyness of a girl.

But today, Fan Yuxi actually refuted himself for the sake of an outsider, which made him feel deeply betrayed.

The gaze he cast at Chu Ling was full of heavy killing intent, like the stars above the nine heavens, it was difficult to hide.

Fan Qishu listened to Fan Yuxi say this, but just glared at her painlessly, but did not say the slightest, obviously as if he agreed with his daughter's statement.

He also felt that the Yang family was a little more lenient, especially after all the people he brought were killed.

That ancient picture was left by the ancestor of the Fan family, the king of mercenaries - Fan Shixin.

The head of the Fan family has been passed down by word of mouth for generations, and this secret has been preserved.

In his generation, the blessed land on the ancient map is about to open, but according to the records of the ancient map, although the blessed land is full of great opportunities, it is also full of dangers.

Fan Qishou was not sure to swallow the treasure alone, and after weighing everything, he handed over to the Yang family, who had intersected for generations.

Fan Qishu first took the Fan family's Lionheart Mercenary Team into the Primordial Forest, but he didn't expect that Wan Qi Mountain actually knew the news, and after an encounter, the Lionheart Mercenary Team died cleanly in order to cover Fan Qishu and Fan Yuxi.

So now, the only force they can honor is the Yang family's Canghai mercenary team.

However, after Fan Qishu came into contact with the father and son of the Yang family, he faintly felt that the Yang family had no soldiers to use, and seemed to have some different intentions.

So he also took this opportunity to remind them, after all, the two families are world friends, and some things are not easy to say.

What's more, in Fan Qi's heart, the strength of Chu Ling's mercenary team is far from enough.

In case it is against Wanqi Mountain at that time, it is still necessary to honor the force of the Canghai mercenary team.

Yang Hai glanced at Fan Qi, who had nothing to say, and silently stepped aside, but in that eye, a trace of ruthless killing intent quietly appeared.

After Yang Chen was glared at by Lao Tzu, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, sneered at Chu Ling and the dozen or so people, and said, "Okay, since Uncle Fan Shi agrees, I have nothing to say, but boy, I still advise you, the husband is not guilty, he is guilty, there are some treasures, not something that you can covet with your strength, I am afraid that you will have a life to take it when the time comes!"

"In the ancient land, there are many killing opportunities, we don't have the energy to protect you, you better do it yourself!"

Yang Chen looked at Chu Ling viciously, hoping that he would be able to retreat from the difficulty.

Unexpectedly, Chu Ling had already put on that signature chuckle and said, "Thank you Yang Gongzi for your concern, the ancient land is full of murderous opportunities, you better take care of yourself, we won't bother you." ”

"You ......"

Yang Hai pointed at Chu Ling angrily, but as soon as he saw Chu Ling's immobile appearance, he had no choice but to be defeated and walked back dejectedly.

Under Fan Yuxi's temper, the three parties returned to tranquility and had nothing to say that day.

Night was falling, and the whole of the northwest was over.

In the forest, the roars of wild beasts gradually sounded.

The voices came and went, and some of them even exuded extremely terrifying coercion, I am afraid that even Venerable-level masters, if they rashly moved, would hate this.

Chu Ling, the Yang family, and the father and daughter of the Fan family gathered together, and the Canghai mercenary team and several brothers of Chu Ling were around the base camp in three steps, strictly watching everything around them.

The primeval forest, at night, is the most terrifying place.

The group got together, and Yang Hai, who was little white-faced, looked at Chu Ling with a sneer, and spoke first: "Hmph, it's just a few little monks holding the mountain realm, what's the use of sending them out like this to look at the wind? I'm afraid that the people from Wanqi Mountain have hit the nose, and you haven't found out yet." ”

As he spoke, he thought he smiled humorously, but except for him who laughed alone, the rest of the people looked at him silently, and Fan Yuxi's face was even more ugly.

Yang Chen was bored, looked at Chu Ling unwillingly, and said:

"Hmph, I've seen a lot of small mercenary teams like you, and all of them don't want to die when they see their babies, I still say the same thing, a loose cultivator like you who has no door and no faction, and the children of a family like us are different, it is not easy to practice to hug the mountain at this age, I advise you not to make mistakes for the sake of temporary interests!"

Chu Ling still smiled and said nothing, while Li Muwu and the others looked like they were looking at fools, watching Yang Chen perform alone.

If the more than a dozen founders of the Xuanmeng can only be regarded as scattered cultivators without sects and sects, are there still disciples of the Great Gate Sect in the entire northwest?

Also, Yang Chen's expression of boasting of being a disciple of the family made people laugh even more.

Since the mysterious disappearance of the mercenary king Fan Lionheart, as we all know, the mercenary union has completely declined from the original number one force in the triangle to a second-rate force.

When the king of mercenaries was there, there were still strong people at the honorable level who admired the reputation of the king of mercenaries and came to help.

But since the king of mercenaries disappeared, people have gone to tea and cool, and the system of the mercenary union is relatively free, and the masters have almost gone.

Now the face of the mercenary union is just a few monks from the Three Realms of the Heavenly Palace, such as Fan Qizhi and Yang Hai, and there may be one or two Venerables hidden in the shadows to guard, but compared to the first-class forces of those Venerables, it is really nothing.

Take Chu Ling's Xuanmeng as an example, not counting the twelve allies, counting Li Shouzang and the three major Kou, there are four Venerables in charge.

With such a rich family background, Chu Ling and they really don't need to worry about this with a small family like the Yang family.

It's like being a millionaire, you don't have to be a beggar to be a big man.

But Yang Chen still didn't know it, he saw Chu Ling's ridicule as a helpless wry smile, so he also said more and more energetically: "For your own future, think about it, if you surrender now, after you go out, I can consider merging your mercenary team into our Canghai mercenary team." ”

"With your current meager strength, you are fortunate enough to join our Canghai Mercenary Team, think about it, what an honor it is. ”

The more Yang Chen spoke, the more energetic he became, his old son Yang Hai's face turned white with anger on the side, his own two words, he was really a stupid boy, didn't he see that those people were laughing at him?

While the little white face was chattering, a sharp birdsong suddenly came from outside the forest.

Yang Hai and Fan Qi didn't notice it, but Chu Ling stood up abruptly and said coldly in a low voice: "Oh no, there is an enemy attack." ”

This is the warning sound of Liucheng and them letting off the wind on the periphery, similar to a bird's call, and only Chu Ling and them can hear it.

Fan Yuxi and Fan Qi looked at Chu Ling in confusion, while Yang Hai sneered.

And Yang Chen sneered mercilessly: "What kind of enemy attack? It's just a special bird call, if there is really an enemy, with the strength of our Canghai mercenary team, it is impossible not to find it, you are really rare and strange, at first glance, you are a hillbilly who has never seen the world......"

Before the little white face could finish speaking, a stumbling figure rushed in and shouted loudly: "Oh no, the master, no, the people of Wanqi Mountain have been killed, and the people who are guarding in front of them have all been killed by them, and only I have escaped back......"

"Karma—"

Yang Chen's voice suddenly quieted down, and he felt a palm slam on his face, pumping him with hot pain.

Yang Hai's face changed in shock, and he shouted repeatedly: "Impossible, impossible, what about Old Song? Old Song is a master of the Heavenly Gate Realm, how could he be killed by someone, and there is not even a single movement?"

The messenger sobbed and said, "They may have dispatched more than three Heavenly Palace Peak ......"

Yang Hai's face was panicked and at a loss.

At this time, Chu Linggo suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Since it has been discovered, why don't you hide in place and make a warning, but come over with a loud voice, do you want to lure the enemy over?"

The man was broken by Chu Ling's words, his face sank, he simply stopped hiding it, and between his eyebrows and eyes, a heavy killing intent was revealed.

He suddenly moved, his body was like a ghost, and he went straight to the little white-faced Yang Chen......