Chapter Ninety-Seven: Tianli is very big, let's continue to take a look
For a while, the atmosphere in the vast open space was a little stagnant, and the disciples of the Demon Sect did not expect that the usually noble and dignified saintess would show such a strong killing intent for the scar on a young man's face, while the ancient uncle on the side had a somewhat gloomy face, he remembered that the sect master had scruples before leaving, and he went up at this time to persuade the murderous saint to hate himself or even kill himself, and he could only turn into a light sigh in desperation.
It's not that Ye Zui doesn't want to avoid Dong Mo'er, but Ximen Xiaolou tightly pressed Ye Zui to make him unavoidable, so he had to let Dong Mo'er caress the scar on his face, but feeling Dong Mo'er's murderous intentions and words, Ye Zui's heart warmed, and even began to question his own approach.
The three of them also felt their scalps tingle when they heard Dong Mo'er's undisguised murderous intent, this woman was too strong, but they could feel that Dong Mo'er's friendship with Ye Zui was real.
"Why don't you let go first? So many people are watching. Ye Zui's face was embarrassed, but it was a consultative tone.
Dong Mo'er also felt that Ye Zui's attitude towards herself was no longer as decisive as that of Han Yage, but looking at the scar on his face made her feel distressed, but in order to save some face for Ye Zui in front of Huangjun Yu, Dong Mo'er had to reluctantly withdraw the hand that stroked Ye Zui's cheek.
"I promise to form an alliance!" Ling Xi stretched out her hand to stop Uncle Gu who wanted to speak out, and her unquestionable expression made it impossible to question her determination: "How to divide the treasures is up to you, I only have one condition, I want Ye Zui to protect me closely!"
"Deal!" Huang Junyu pushed Ye Zui, and pushed Ye Zui, who was not prepared at all, in front of Lingxi, and sold him mercilessly. Ye Zui has been 'blaming' himself for making friends carelessly at this moment! Just sell himself like this, and he has to be personally protected, do you know what personal protection is?
However, Ye Zui did not object out loud, he is not a fool, wouldn't he want to anger Dong Mo'er again if he said no words at this time, and his helplessness and unwillingness turned into a sigh again.
Huang Junyu and his entourage repeatedly finalized the alliance with Dong Mo'er in the big tent of the Demon Sect, how to distribute the treasures, and the deployment of personnel were clearly divided, and even Uncle Gu had to sigh that Huang Junyu felt his conscience and behaved, if he really found the treasure, the Demon Sect would be the biggest beneficiary of this trip, which was simply a good thing for pie in the sky.
During the discussion, Dong Mo'er kept pulling Ye Zui to stand with him, which also made Ye Zui have to face Uncle Gu's deliberate eyes, Ye Zui knew what Uncle Gu meant, but he had no choice but to pretend that he didn't see anything in the end.
When everyone was chatting and chatting, a disciple of the Demon Sect hurriedly came to report, and when he saw Huang Junyu and the others, he stopped talking.
"Tell me, what's going on?" Dong Mo'er waved her hand.
"There is a battle three miles to the east!" Dong Mo'er scattered all his men around the station, closely monitoring every move around him in case of accidents, and now there is a battle three miles away in the east, and the disciples of the Demon Sect will report back quickly.
"Can you recognize which force it is?" asked Dong Mo'er.
"One side is wearing a letter accord costume, and the other side is unknown. The Demon Sect disciple said.
"Han Yage, they haven't always been wealthy, how can they appear in Mangcang?" Dong Mo'er showed a puzzled look, Han Yage has never been involved in this kind of treasure hunt, because according to their words, there is no treasure that only you can't sell, and there is no price that they can't afford.
Huang Junyu coughed and did not tell Dong Mo'er that it was the Golden Villa, and after the first war, Dong Taibai asked for Han Yage's eighty family belongings, so that Han Yage is now in name only, and it is not unreasonable to come to seek opportunities, but he didn't expect to break out with people. At that moment, Huang Junyu suggested: "Let's go, let's go and see if there is any benefit to fishing!"
The battle of Hangago broke out in a mountain forest, and the lush trees of the sky shaded the sky and gave off a strange fragrance. The fighting has stopped in the field, and the tension is spreading between the fields, and the battle may break out at any time.
Dressed in Han Accord costume, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt who was about forty years old was headed, and at this moment his face was heavy and he was thinking about how to get rid of this group of people. And beside him stood a plump woman who had long faded away, a short skirt outlining the fiery curves of the opponent all the time, and the beautiful melon seed had a trace of anger hidden on her face.
"We've said it many times, the furnace is not in our hands, what do you want?" Feng Yijiao snorted, repeating what she had said many times. The group of people in front of them didn't know where they came from, and suddenly appeared to block their way and asked for the furnace, and they fought if they didn't agree with each other, and the two worshippers around them were also injured by the plot.
Listening to Feng Yiyi's extremely soft voice, the hook-nosed man led by the other party looked at Feng Yiyi with a greedy gaze, and did not hide the * in his heart and said in an extremely lame Dali language: "I'll talk about the matter of Luding later, now I want you!"
"Joke!" the corners of Feng Yiyi's mouth hooked up with ridicule and disdain, and she also found that the other party's accent was weird, but she couldn't remember who it was.
"You can ask the guy next to you if I'm joking, he's been badly injured and he's just a bolt. The hook-nosed man was a middle-aged man in a blue shirt, and said casually when his face was cold.
"Two offerings?" Feng Yiyi suddenly tilted her head, as if she wanted to get an answer from the mouth of the second offering.
"As long as you can let us go, your Excellency can make an offer. "The second worship compromised, as the other party said, he is indeed the end of the crossbow, as long as the other party comes another round of charge, the remaining men and horses on his side will be wiped out.
"Leave the furnace and this beauty behind. "The hook-nosed man is a little Feng Yiyi, the temptation of Feng Yiyi's body is uncontrollable, and he can't wait to vent his lust for a long time in this dangerous ghost place where he will lose his life at any time.
The second worship fell silent, and soon after that, he said calmly to Feng Yiyi: "Yiyi, if you hold on for a while, I will immediately go to find reinforcements to save you!"
Feng Yiyi's face crossed a touch of sadness when the eagle hook-nosed man smiled vigorously, she didn't expect that the second offering would compromise and abandon herself! Seeing the wind and waves and darkness, she didn't scold the second offering angrily, she had been ready to face the arrival of this day since she was doing things for Han Yage, but she never thought that she would be betrayed in this way.
"Let's go!" Er Worship threw an ordinary and inconspicuous box to the other party, and with a wave of his big hand, he turned around and was about to leave here with the remaining men. He didn't pay attention to the sad grievances on Feng Yiyi's face, let alone think that there was anything wrong with his actions, in his heart, Feng Yiyi's sacrifice for Han Yage was a matter of course!
Feng Yiyi closed Danfeng's eyes in despair, and the corners of her mouth showed an extremely desolate smile. Suddenly, I saw her turn her palm into a knife, and under the unprepared hook-nosed man, she slapped her palm towards her Heavenly Spirit Gai, even if she died, she didn't want to be humiliated and become a plaything!
There was no brain splattering, no blood flying, only the white and tender palm that had been holding Feng Yiyi's life by a thread, and a mellow and familiar voice came into her ears: "Miss Yiyi, Tianli is so big, don't you want to continue to look at it?"