Lin Sanqing can understand Biyue's psychology very well.

If he were Biyue, he would also be discouraged by this terrible present world.

However, he is not Biyue, he is Lin Sanqing.

He came here to quench all his grievances.

Therefore, he was forced to embark on the path of joining the army.

"Mr. is strong in martial arts, and he is very suitable for joining the army," Biyue said as she looked at him.

Lin Sanqing sighed and said: "I don't have anything to grow, I don't even have a weapon, why don't I go to be a little soldier?" ”

"Why is it so difficult to want military-funded weapons?"

Biyue smiled slightly, and Slender pointed to the distance, and said to him: "Look, military weapons, isn't this coming?" ”

"Huh?" Lin Sanqing looked in the direction she was pointing, only to see a group of people looting a village.

"What are those people? Officers and soldiers? Lin Sanqing said curiously.

Biyue shook her head and said: "It's not the official army, you can see their outfits, yellow clothes and yellow turbans, they are yellow turban thieves entrenched in Erlong Mountain." If the gentleman wants to join the army, why not kill their leader and co-opt these thieves? In this way, the gentleman will get military resources, and those villagers will also be spared from being poisoned, wouldn't it kill two birds with one stone? ”

"It's a great idea!"

As Lin Sanqing spoke, he flew directly and jumped off the cliff.

"Sir, be careful!"

Lin Sanqing's actions frightened Biyue, but she didn't expect Lin Sanqing to commit suicide by jumping off a cliff without saying a word.

What she didn't know was that Lin Sanqing hadn't had anything to do when he fell from a great height before, so the height of the cliff was just an itch for him.

Sure enough, Lin Sanqing fell to the ground, and immediately turned into a green shadow and rushed towards those Yellow Turban Army.

At this time, Lin Sanqing, after the battle with Biyue, already had an understanding of his own strength.

He found that he wasn't weak, at least his soul strength was stronger than most people in this world.

What's more, he can use his soul power to control the physical weapons of this world.

In this way, the martial arts he had learned in the Holy Land Realm before could come in handy.

According to the information provided by the old man of Jiuyou, the combat power of these thieves is only a little stronger than that of ordinary people, and even the bandits can't catch up, so Lin Sanqing has no reason to lose to them.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, they are all robbed by Lao Tzu, the men are killed, and the women are pulled back to the village to play slowly, hahaha-"

When he got closer, Lin Sanqing glanced at it and saw a thief army general holding a three-toothed fork, sitting on a black-maned horse, laughing triumphantly.

This guy is obsessed with looting.

"Death to the thief!"

Lin Sanqing didn't say much, grabbed a pickaxe from the side of the house, and flew towards the thief.

"Who is the rat, dare to provoke me He Man, it is not too greasy to live!"

Seeing Lin Sanqing, He Man snorted coldly, slapped the horse and waved the three-toothed fork, and stabbed straight at him.

Lin Sanqing jumped and easily dodged his attack, and the pickaxe in his hand swept across.

There was a "bang" sound, and it was smashing on He Man's thigh.

"Damn, the idea is a bit hard!"

was hit by Lin Sanqing's blow, and He Man's face suddenly changed greatly.

While turning his horse's head and running away, he shouted and commanded his thieves: "Stop him, stop him for Lao Tzu, don't let him come!" ”

"Kill—"

There were about twenty thieves under He Man, half of them holding rusty broadswords, and half of them holding jujube wood spears.

The thieves relied on the strength of the crowd and rushed towards Lin Sanqing with swords and guns.

Lin Sanqing snorted coldly, and the pickaxe in his hand swept away, instantly knocking out several weapons of those thieves.

"Run!"

Seeing Lin Sanqing's extraordinary move, those thieves didn't say a word, turned around and ran, without the slightest intention to fight.