After receiving a report from the guards, Xiangfeng rushed here about a cup of tea.

The guards stationed at the entrance, without any abnormalities at all, came into the eye of the auspicious wind at the first time.

Seeing that the entrance was not affected by the Sand people, this made the eyebrows of the auspicious wind crouched into a ravine a little calm.

The Sand Clan is not enough to trouble, and Xiangfeng, as the leader of the Tan Clan, has never underestimated the enemy.

In countless wars, large and small, Xiangfeng relied on his keen insight and extremely clear control of the current situation, and won every battle.

As the leader of the Tan clan, the conquests led by Xiangfeng have never been limited to the Tan clan. However, those who pay enough benefits to Xiangfeng can only do things without harming the interests of the Yu clan, so that Xiangfeng can act as their own generals and resist the enemy.

In countless battles, Xiangfeng has learned a lot of combat experience, and knows when to be cautious and when to give it a go.

At the moment, Xiang Feng only inquired in detail about the anomalies found by the guards, and after investigating a few houses where there had been noises, and explaining that the Tan people needed to be more cautious in the evening, he did not make any further arrangements.

Seeing Xiangfeng's arrangement, the guards who went to report the news were quite puzzled and said: "General Xiang, do we need to chase those Sand Clan ants?

As he spoke, the bloody and ruthless faces of the guards were on display. They kill people in countless missions, and they are used to creating a lot of gore in one place.

It was only the words of the guards, but it was not approved by Xiangfeng.

Frowning slightly and shaking his head, Xiangfeng looked at the boundless city in front of him and said: "Since the other party wants to create the effect of striking the east and the west, how can I find a place at this time?" This city has a long history, I don't know how many hidden places are hidden in it, the Sand Clan's demon path is weak, and it is not difficult to create some chaos because of his familiarity. ”

When the auspicious wind was analyzing, a clansman suddenly came in a hurry from a distance with a panicked sacrifice of magic power. On closer inspection, the man was in a state of disarray, with blood gushing out of his body powered by magic power, and a leg missing from his left side.

He said to Xiangfeng with a face full of fear: "General, I found a dangerous house in the city, I waited for a few people to enter, only I was able to escape before I stepped into the threshold, and the rest of the people have all died in it." ”

"What's the matter with your legs?" Xiangfeng asked suspiciously after listening to the visitor's words, his soothing brows furrowed again, and his eyes then looked at the cominger's bleeding legs, and asked suspiciously.

The words sounded calm, but in Xiangfeng's heart, killing intent had already been born. On the battlefield, a soldier with a severed hand or leg would be like a dead man to him. To live is nothing but a burden that drags down others.

Xiangfeng will not kill the seriously injured and helpless on the face of his generals, whether it is his own clan or someone from another clan who collects money and money to manage it. Just secretly, he ordered his henchmen to do a lot of things to kill his subordinates who were seriously injured.

However, it was done cautiously, and many of the seriously injured who were killed died in the eyes of others.

Only now, the soldier who lacks legs in front of him has the only value for Xiangfeng, and he only has to tell Xiangfeng about what he encountered earlier.

Hearing Xiangfeng ask about his leg, the man, who had lost blood and was almost fainting, had a slight moistness in his eyes.

His family members were killed in the line of duty, leaving him alone. In the years of loneliness, no one ever cared about where he was injured or what his situation was, but he was constantly assigned tasks, handed him a magic weapon of money, and let him risk his life to complete it.

Xiangfeng, as the general this time, after listening to him talk about the accidental death of his companions, not only did he not blame him for not saving him half of the time, nor did he ask about the details of the house at the first time, but noticed his leg injury first. Xiangfeng's words asked with ulterior motives, but they fell on the bottom of the man's heart, but instead they became words of concern, so that in the man's heart that no one asked for a long time, a warm current poured into it in an instant.

Moved unknowingly, the man barely propped up his body that was on the verge of fainting and said, "My legs crossed the threshold, and when I saw the first few people of my clan being ground into minced meat, I wanted to escape and escape, but I was torn off by the invisible barrier on the door. Although the injury is not serious, it is not a major problem, and the generals do not need to worry about my injuries. ”

When you step inside, you will be ground into minced meat, and this description immediately reminds Xiangfeng of the notorious Demon Hell Mansion in his mind. The other people in the Tan clan have been on missions outside all year round, and they may not be familiar with the situation of the Demon Hell Mansion, but Xiangfeng has thoroughly studied several extremely threatening places in the Sand Domain before coming to the Sand Domain.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one fight without defeat. Xiangfeng has a lot of experience on the battlefield, and he never fights unprepared battles.

Although the order of the Demon Ancestor to appoint the Tan Clan to exterminate the Sand Clan was extremely sudden, while hastily gathering the Tan Clan to form a corps, Xiangfeng also deliberately collected a lot of information about the Sand Domain from many places, and studied it thoroughly in the few days he had been stationed outside the Sand Domain earlier.

Now, listening to the wounded man's words, Xiangfeng immediately knew about that place. He stepped forward and patted the wounded man on the shoulder and said, "You have a good rest first, and I will take someone over to investigate." Dark Guard, take him to rest. ”

Xiangfeng said, and before everyone was aware of it, he glanced at the henchman who was following him, and hurried in the direction where the seriously injured man came. said that it was an investigation, but Xiangfeng already knew how to deal with the Demon Prison Mansion in his heart.

Just as he was about to take a step, the seriously injured man hurriedly shook off the secret guard who stepped forward to support him, and said in front of Xiangfeng: "General, I also saw the Demon Prison Mansion in that place, the building of the Demon Prison Mansion is almost exactly the same as the house where the ambush injured us, and when the general passes, please be careful!"

"Well, the Tan clan won't forget you. Xiangfeng looked at the extremely haggard man in front of him, and there was something in his words.

With that, he flew in a whirlwind, bypassed the man, and hurried towards the direction of the Demon Prison Mansion.

Even though the information that the seriously injured man said had a great effect on Xiangfeng, Xiangfeng would not change his mind to kill the man. Accustomed to seeing casualties on the battlefield, Yu Xiangfeng was already accustomed to the death of the person in front of him in his heart.

For countless years, he has been washed by blood and rain on the battlefield, and he has long forgotten the grief of losing his loved ones.

There are no useless people in the Tan Clan, and those who are poor in the Demon Dao, or who are injured and sick and old, have all died unexpectedly in one mission after another.

As far as Xiangfeng is concerned, all his weaknesses have been killed on the battlefield. Now, under the washing of blood and blood, he is more like an emotionless weapon of war, writing continuous victories that even he himself does not know in one battlefield after another.

Looking at the figure of the auspicious wind hurrying away, in the cover of the almost dark sky, Feng Shuang leaned against an inconspicuous wall, nibbling on the fruit found from nowhere, his eyes were as deep as the sea, hiding endless and unpredictable deep meanings.

It wasn't until the background of the auspicious wind, flying into the sunset that Feng Shuang withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Shen Moli, who was hiding in another place across the alley.