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As soon as he entered the city, Ling Hu Jue felt a little abnormal, the pedestrians on the street were all in a hurry, many of them were carrying all kinds of rice bags behind them, and almost all of them were walking in one direction. Linghu Jue quietly bent down half of his body, stopped a young man who looked more generous, and asked, "This little brother, what happened in this Crowe City? Why is everyone carrying a rice bag?"

The honest young man glanced at Ling Hu, obviously taken by his demeanor and temperament and the divine horse rhyme of the scorching flame under his crotch, Mu was stunned for a while, and then he took the rice bag behind him and said: "Childe has just entered the city, this falcon division is collecting donations in the bazaar." ”

Fundraising! Ling Hu was also a little confused by this new term for a while. Seeing his dazed look, the honest young man explained: "Didn't the ground move in Minte City some time ago? The Falcon Division is gathering everyone to donate food for Minte City. ”

The face was a little dignified, which made the fox absolutely react at first, this was a trap, with his understanding of West Asia. Even if the fundraiser doesn't choose the location in Crow City, he subconsciously asks, "Could it be fake?"

Apparently expressing great indignation at his suspicions, the honest young man looked unhappy and said coldly: "How is it fake? When I came, I saw the carriage of the Qin Ji Trading Company loaded with grain and transported out of the city, but the carriage was scarred by them. After speaking, he swept the cloth bag behind his back again, and left a back with disdain.

"Let's go, let's take a look. Straighten your back, Linghu Jue said coldly. Regardless of whether this fundraising matter is a trap or not, he is ready to take a look, after all, this is related to the reputation of the Falcon Division, and the Bright Clan has waited for him for so long, this battle cannot be avoided no matter what, so why worry too much.

So, they crossed the crowd and galloped in the direction of the bazaar. After the shadow disappeared into the alley at the corner of the street, in the distance, a figure appeared on the eaves, it was Lu Qinghou, his eyes were like electricity, and after a cold smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, he disappeared into the eaves.

The specific location of Linghu Absolute Bazaar is not familiar, so he can only walk slowly along the people, and the further he goes, the more bustling the crowd becomes. Just when Ling Hu Jue was hesitating whether to walk, the man cháo rushed over and shouted hoarsely: "Oh no, the people from the Sheriff's Office are here, and they are arguing with the people of the Falcon Division." ”

So, noisy voices rang out one after another: "Damn, these turtle grandchildren, if you don't save them, you won't let others save them." ”

"What kind of world ―――――― ahem?" At this time, from the other side, a row of soldiers in bright armor rushed out, shouting loudly to expel the crowd on the street, and these people who came to donate food were ordinary people, who had seen such a formation, carrying food bags on their backs, muttering in their mouths, and running away. The streets immediately became empty, making the group even more eye-catching. The soldiers walked towards them, and before they could speak. The flame neighed, the four hooves flew, the red-haired mane swept a rainbow afterimage, and appeared five zhang away, Xius and the others also clamped the horse's belly hard, the iron hooves flipped up, and the hooves rose and fell like drums, knocking over a few soldiers who had just come around, and disappeared at the street entrance in a puff of smoke.

The blazing flame was galloping, and the Linghu on his back was a little confused in the coldness and fierceness, and he looked ahead with his eyes on the front, faintly seeing a group of soldiers spread out along the market entrance.

At this time, the recruits led by Leng Qianshan and Heng Wanshui had been heavily surrounded by the people of the Public Security Bureau, and they could only line up unarmed, using their hands and chests to stop the opponent's invasion. In the push and shoving of you back and forth, Leng Qianshan jumped on the crowded table, his eyes widened, the muscles of his cheeks were tensed, and he roared viciously: "Stop, I see who dares to touch these grains today." ”

A middle-aged man who looked like an officer walked out, slowly inserted his saber into his waist, clasped his hands into fists and said: "This officer has received an order, you and others pretend to be soldiers of the Falcon Division, defraud the people of food, and you will not be arrested obediently." ”

"Fuck you. Leng Qianshan's bastard Xingge came up again, unbuttoned the collar, and said fiercely: "Lao Tzu is a serious falcon soldier, on the orders of the commander of our division, if you move a little, I will tell you, our falconry division is not vegetarian." ”

The officer looked at him with contempt, but he was not angry. The order he got was to surround the falconers, and as for what to do next, he had to wait for orders. At this time, the superior who was hiding in the shadows sent him a hint, so his face changed sharply, and he shouted: "Cut down all these impostors for me." After speaking, he took out his waist knife and slashed over a falcon soldier who stood in front of him, and a puddle of red blood and water swept into the sky!

Almost at the same time, the soldiers of the Sheriff's Department shouted violently, the sword light flew up, the blood splattered everywhere, and the falcon soldiers who were caught off guard were cut down dozens of them at once.

Heng Wanshui had never experienced this kind of formation, and he was stunned for a moment. Fortunately, Leng Qianshan reacted quickly, jumped up from the table, knocked the blade with his right fist, and hooked the soldier's chin with his left fist, and the dull cracking sound of the bones sounded, and before the other party's body fell, Leng Qianshan had already slanted half a step, reached out and grabbed the fallen waist knife, and turned to his side. Across a brilliant half-arc, a thick human arm flew up in a scream.

Facing the rain of blood that sprayed over, he suddenly said loudly: "Brothers, fight with them, even if you die, you can't weaken the name of our falcon." "But this time they are all recruits, even if they have a bit of samurai background, they are cowardly in this situation, so they can only be stupid and let others cut off. Even Heng Wanshui, who was already a high-level war school, could only dodge with no one in his face, and he had no power to fight back.

Seeing that he looked like a soft egg, Leng Qianshan was anxious, and the horizontal knife flew a few waist knives that slashed over, and flew a few feet across the water with one kick, and shouted bloodily: "Damn, are you still worthy of the name of a falcon?" ”

"Well said. A cold and murderous voice floated up, and the rainbow shadow flashed rapidly, and the front hooves of the scorching flame were raised high, and suddenly the person stood up. "Whew" turned around and stopped stiffly. Then, more than two dozen leopard-like figures jumped up, and they quickly merged into the battle circle, and when the crystal shining red sè sword shook a bead of blood in the space, the cry before death sounded in pieces.

In just a few breaths, more than a hundred soldiers of the Sheriff's Office left the world forever. The rest of the soldiers scattered like birds and beasts, and at this time, the soldiers who had been ordered to break into the chaotic formation had regrouped at the entrance of the market, they were obviously better trained than those soldiers, the pikemen crouched in the front row, and the archers in the back row bent their bows and arrows, looking at the formation, apparently preparing to seal the entrance and exit of the market.

"Who are you?" Ling Hu Jue stared at Leng Qianshan with sharp eyes, his eyes flashing like the cold glow of a cold star, so arrogant and solemn.

I have to say that Leng Qianshan's reaction was extremely fast, in this case, he was still able to connect Ling Hu Jue with the memory in his mind, put his feet together, straightened his waist, and said loudly: "Leng Qianshan, the commander of the Falcon Mingte Banner under the command of the Falcon Division, has seen the division commander. As soon as his words fell, the surviving recruits were stunned, and looked at Ling Hu Jue with an extremely surprised gaze. This is our division commander? Looking at Ling Hu, who was as rich as jade and magnificent, a recruit's eyes actually had tears in his eyes, and he did not expect that he would see his most admired idol under such circumstances.

And the hand of a recruit who was busy treating his companion also froze, and he looked at Kaino, who was holding down his wound, as stunned, and didn't know what to do? Kaino grinned, his white teeth full of sunshine: "Your appearance is good, recruit egg." ”

"Are you the commander?" Ling Hu asked in disbelief, although he didn't know what kind of team the Falcon Minte Banner was, but from the clothing and temperament of these recruits, he believed that these people in front of him were indeed soldiers of the Falcon Division, no, to be exact, they should be recruits.

Leng Qianshan still stood upright and replied loudly: "The head of the reporting division has not been officially appointed yet. ”

I don't know why? Ling Hu Jue immediately fell in love with this young man who looked a little slippery, and said with a smile on the corner of his lips: "Okay, I will officially appoint you as the Falcon Minte Banner-" Before the last two words of the commander could be spoken, his face changed, and his body swayed, like a ghost, quickly and elusively drifting towards the eaves of the shops along the street, and the focus of his eyes was destined to be at the entrance and exit of the market.

There were four figures, coming slowly in two directions. Behind him, there were more than a dozen young men wearing the costumes of the Guangming clan, and more than a hundred soldiers wearing red sè armor.

He was just about to speak, when a pillar of white light rose up from the entrance and exit of the bazaar, forming an arc-shaped circle in the blink of an eye, enveloping the entire bazaar. I still underestimate the Light Clan. A touch of cruelty emerged in the depths of Linghu's pupils, and he felt the opponent's realm from the opponent's momentum, a peak demon lord, an intermediate demon lord, a high-level battle candidate, an intermediate battle candidate, plus a group of low-level battle candidates and a large number of war commanders and generals. Such strength was enough to wipe out him and the falcon several times.

But he didn't panic, the opponent's strength was beyond his expectations, but how could he have no hole cards. Just as he was about to use this hole card, a burnt smell of burning something began to waft around, or it was wafting in this direction! After taking a few deep breaths, Ling Fox's heart moved, and he blurted out: "It's not good, they're going to set it on fire!"

With his words, a wisp of black smoke has risen at the front entrance, and this wisp of black smoke is like a signal, and like a lead, as soon as it rises, dozens of fire dragons are tumbling around, and the smoke is misty, and in the blink of an eye, the tongue of fire swallows up, the flames soar into the air, and the shops and attics around the bazaar are all burning, and the whirring flames are rolling, and there is also a scorching smell mixed with grease, and it is obvious that some people have suffered from this unwarranted disaster.