"Kill!"

"If you don't want to starve, rush in with me and grab food!"

"There is only one life left and right......"

"Rush!"

At night, it was pitch black.

Leaving the range of the candle illumination, he couldn't see his five fingers.

Only the chaotic sounds and roars came and went, and the voices were getting closer and closer, and the unwilling roars among them made people turn pale.

It's obvious.

Refugees in the city rioted.

And listening to the sound, it seems that there is not a riot in one place, but the whole city.

"The owner."

Wu Hai clenched the long knife in his hand and said in a low voice:

"You go back and hide."

He knew that Fangzheng's strength was stronger than his own.

But the other party is the master, he is a subordinate, since he eats the king's luck, he naturally has to do his best to protect him at a critical time.

Fang Zheng shook his head slightly:

"Don't worry, the people living on this street are either rich or expensive, not ordinary people, almost every family has a nursing home, there should be no problem."

Take the soft persimmon and pinch it first.

Refugees are not stupid, and they should also watch people serve food when they grab things.

"Peng!"

The loud noise was deafening, and it also made the color of Fang's front change slightly.

The voice was nearby......

Is something really wrong?

"The owner!"

Wu Hai turned his head to look at it, with a request for instructions in his eyes.

"Hmm."

Fang Zheng nodded, Wu Hai was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly ran towards the house.

Sweeping the eye field.

There are not many subordinates in the Fang Mansion.

Lao Liu, who watched the gate, was powerless and useless.

The coachman Li San and Li Hu were both introduced by Wu Hai, among which Li Hu has a blood cultivation, while Li San is only strong and strong.

In addition to them,

There are also four helpers from the kiln mouth, who usually work part-time as nurses, and there are no outsiders other than that.

Even if you add the square, there are less than ten people in the full fight.

The rest are all female dependents.

In the past, when this was still Sun's Mansion, there were no less than forty or fifty people in the courtyard, and nearly half of them could take weapons to provide temporary emergency relief.

Fortunately, although there are few of them, their strength is not bad.

Li San and Li Hu brothers are all elites who have retired from the Tiger Army, and they are good at the art of battlefield joint attacks, and they can block the two blood warriors when they join forces.

Wu Hai has eaten and drunk in the past two years, and he has never neglected martial arts, and his strength has grown a lot.

Furthermore......

There is still a party!

"Boom!"

The gate shook suddenly, dust fell, and the huge impact force even made the gatehouse shake, and also made several people tighten.

How so?

Fang was surprised.

He knows exactly how strong his door is, it is made of solid wood as thick as a foot, and it consumes Lao Liu's physical strength every day when he opens the door.

Right now

Just suddenly, it was hit and crumbling?

"It's a ram!"

Li San's eyes contracted:

"This is a siege thing, even if it is a simple version, it is not a refugee to make, this is ...... There must be something weird in it! ”

Needless to say?

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes.

How could an ordinary upheaval spread to the whole city in such a short period of time, and it was clear that someone was secretly instigating it, and the situation was even worse.

"Someone climbed the wall." Li Hu yelled:

"Be careful!"

At the roar, he was already bent his bow and arrows.

"Collapse!"

The arrow pierced into the wall, sinking several inches into the earth, and the tail feather trembled rapidly, causing the refugee who had just climbed the wall to fall in fright.

The courtyard walls of other worlds, especially those of the rich and noble, are high and steep, and they are full of sharp weapons and plants full of spikes.

wall climbing,

First of all, you will get yourself bruised.

Li Hu was also merciful and did not target the refugees, otherwise such a close distance would not have failed.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

Fang Zheng stepped forward and shouted:

"We don't have much food here, and even if we distribute it to you, it will definitely not be enough to eat, but we have a sword to entertain you, do you really want to try it?"

"Who's a liar?" Someone shouted outside the door:

"You rich and noble families like to hoard the most, no one can be hungry if they are hungry, such a large yard must have hidden a lot of food."

"Swords?"

"Scare us!"

"Boom ......"

The crash sounded again.

The two doors were already clearly distorted, the door sticks were cracked, and the walls were full of figures.

"Rush!"

"Rush in and distribute the food!"

"If you don't give food, you will kill people, and the reason why we have fallen here is all because of this group of rich people, who are innocent of death!"

"Peng!"

"Ladies and gentlemen." Fang Zheng yelled:

"How do you want to leave?"

"I really don't have any extra food here, but I have money, how about I be willing to pay a hundred taels of silver to buy you to leave?"

There was a sudden silence outside.

Then there was a whisper.

"One hundred taels?"

"That's a hundred taels!"

"According to the current market, it is enough to buy 20 acres of good land."

“……”

"What are you doing?" A loud yelling interrupted the discussion:

"Rush in, everything inside is yours, don't say a hundred taels, even if we want a thousand taels, they will give it."

"A mere hundred taels of silver is enough?"

"You don't know the price of food now? A hundred taels of silver is not even enough for us to eat for a few days! ”

"Rush me!"

"Rush!"

The anger and desire in the hearts of the refugees were once again aroused by words, and the crowd roared loudly, and the hammer slammed into the gate again.

"Peng!"

There was a huge tremor outside, and it was already crumbling.

Fang Zheng's eyes narrowed, turned back to the house, took out a strangely shaped crossbow, and took out three crossbow arrows and put them on top one by one.

"Boom!"

In the loud noise, the gate weighing thousands of catties broke away from the bolt, flew off the ground, and fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

Before the smoke and dust cleared, several figures rushed over.

"Kill!"

The people who came were red-eyed, holding sharp knives, and their faces were full of murderous intent, not to rob food at all, but to kill and loot.

Refugee?

No!

Definitely not!

How can there be such a strong body type?

"Collapse!"

"Collapse!"

“……”

Li Hu skillfully pulled the bowstring, and the arrows shot out one after another, and the powerful arrows instantly knocked down the two people, while the others had already rushed to the front.

"Kill!"

Li Sanhu roared and rushed forward with a knife.

Sancai knife!

Chop!

Sweep!

Raise!

The Tiger Ben Army was once known as the first army of the Wei Dynasty, even if it was an ordinary soldier, it was also battle-hardened, and it was not afraid of a large number of opponents.

The two joined forces, but they made the refugees who broke into the door slightly blocked.

"Drink!"

The morale of the four kiln helpers was shocked, and they drank in unison, and took a step forward with their spears in hand, and the sharp blades of their spears stabbed forward.

This stab, the momentum is strong, and the speed is not slow.

"Huh?"

Fang Zheng raised his eyebrows, his face surprised.

This momentum ......

But it doesn't look like a helper from the kiln at all, it's more like a battle-hardened elite, of course, much more youthful than Li Hu and them.

"The owner."

Wu Hai walked over, saw the incomprehension in his eyes, and said with a smile:

"Idle is idle, I saw that a few of them had nothing to do, so they handed over the things we used in the war at that time, but I didn't expect it to be really useful."

"Remarkable." Fang Zheng gave a thumbs up:

"The pace is the same, the gun is powerful, and you can be more fearless in the face of danger, and you can't see that you are still a general!"

"The proprietor is overrated." Wu Hai shook his head:

"I'm just painting a scoop according to the gourd, blind, when we were trained under the general for a month, we were much better than them."

"The Tiger Army, worthy of the name." Fang Zheng nodded:

"Speaking of which, except for Lao Liu's mother and daughter, my Fang Mansion is almost all yours now, and I am really derelict in my position."

"The owner!"

Wu Hai's complexion changed greatly, and he knelt on one knee fiercely:

"The little one had to help you to get to where it is today, and everything he did was to repay the owner, and he never had the heart of the second minister."

"Get up, get up." Fang Zheng waved his hand again and again:

"After getting along for so long, how can I not know your mind, I can't speak, it was just a joke, don't take it to heart."

He was really just joking.

The other world is different from modern society, the strong is always strong, and he has a three-blood cultivation, even if Wu Hai and a few people join forces, he is not an opponent.

Over here

It is extremely difficult to rebel against itself.

Otherwise.

With the situation of the Wei Dynasty, how could it continue for five or six hundred years?

It is because once there is a rebellion wherever there is a rebellion, the imperial army will overwhelm the border, and a group of masters will swarm out, and any disobedience will collapse.

However, Fangzheng's joke Wu Hai remembered it in his heart.

He is well-intentioned, but he oversteps his responsibilities and trains elite soldiers in private, which is a crime of disobedience no matter where he puts it.

Fortunately, the owner didn't mind, but it must be remembered in the future.

"Rush!"

As he spoke, more and more people rushed into the courtyard.

There was a figure on the wall, and in the face of the luxuriously furnished Fang Mansion, everyone's eyes burst out with greedy desire.

Li Hu and the others who were in front of them were already difficult to support.

"The owner?"

"There you go."

Fang Zheng waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Wu Hai lowered his head, then stood up proudly and looked at everyone, reached out and pulled out the saber at his waist, and rushed towards the crowd with a tiger roar.

At this time, he was wearing armor.

The armor was tailor-made for him half a year ago, and the material was as light and strong as his armor, and even his face was protected.

Viewed from afar, it is like an iron man.

"Get out of here!"

With a roar, Wu Hai rushed into the crowd.

Dressed in full-body armor, he didn't have to block the incoming attack at all, just swinging his sword back and forth, and he could make people go crazy backwards.

The courage of one man,

It's an army that can be stopped!

"Hidden armor, what a guts!"

There was an angry roar from the crowd, obviously not expecting that this family would have hidden armor privately, and it was such a high-grade armor.

Wei Lu.

One of the first is to fill the army, the third is beheaded, and the ten are three tribes.

This is talking about an ordinary nail stomach, a nail stomach worth less than ten times, and the nail stomach on Wu Hai's body, the cost alone is afraid that it will cost 100 times.

It is more than enough to extinguish the door.

"Heh......"

In this regard, Founder just sighed.

Nowadays, unlike in the past, it is not a big deal to have a private armor, and he has a strong relationship in the yamen, and it is nothing to have a set of armor in his hand.

Again

If the other party instigates a refugee riot, how can he be qualified to say that he is responsible?

"Get out of here!"

Wu Hai relied on the armor on his body and went on a rampage, brandished a long knife to disperse a group of refugees, and stood in the middle of the field and shouted loudly:

"Leave quickly, otherwise don't care about Wu's you're welcome!"

"Huh!"

Before he could finish speaking, a spear suddenly pierced out of the crowd, like a smart poisonous snake suddenly spitting out a letter, and slammed into the door with a fierce murderous machine.

Master!

Wu Hai's heart was beating wildly, and he subconsciously swept with a knife.

"Humph!"

The other party snorted lightly, and the spear shook, avoiding the blade slashing and slashing at the armor on Wu Hai's head, and the huge force exploded violently.

"Boom ......"

Wu Hai's body shook, his eyes were blank, and he staggered backwards with his body oblique.

"The armor is good." The man with the gun rushed out of the crowd, striding with disdain:

"It's a pity that it's not human."

"Fall for me!"

As he spoke, the spear danced, attacking Wu Haimian Gate.

He is confident in his cultivation, even if his opponent is wearing an armor stomach and receives a heavy blow to the head, the concussive force can make people lose their minds for a short time.

"When ......"

The spear was stopped by a long knife.

Under the armor, Wu Hai's eyes were blazing, and he roared angrily and slashed wildly with a knife:

"Kill!"

"How so?"

The person with the gun was stunned, could it be that the other party was not one blood, but two blood like himself, otherwise how could he stand it.

Although he was puzzled, his movements were not slow at all, and he dodged to avoid the incoming long knife, and gave another shot.

How.

No matter how good his marksmanship is, it is useless against an iron man, but it was Wu Hai who forced him to retreat again and again with a casual knife.

Behind, Fang Zheng's eyes squinted slightly:

"Don't leave your hands alone."

He could see that Wu Hai and the others were merciful, and their moves seemed to be ferocious, but they all avoided the key points, and they still took pity on the refugees after all.

"Some are not refugees."

Fang Zheng moves the bolt and gently pulls the trigger.

"Collapse!"

"Poof!"

Palm-sized arrows pierced into a person's skull, directly opened the skull, and in an instant, red and white erupted from it.

The color of the square front remains unchanged, and the trigger is pulled again.

"Collapse!"

"Poof!"

He had amazing eyesight and quick reactions, and he targeted the big people in the crowd, almost all of them were missed, and he was killed on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, several people fell in pools of blood.

Time.

Even the refugees who poured in were stunned and horrified.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first, and take down the master of this place!"

In the crowd, two figures rushed out, one of them shook his hands in mid-air, and a cold light rushed straight to Fangzheng.

Hidden weapon!

Fang Zheng turned his head sideways, avoiding the incoming hidden weapon, but it was too late to use the crossbow again, and the two second-blood martial artists were already approaching.

One is holding a water-splitting spur with a ruler, and the other is wielding a mountain-opening knife in his hand.

The water-splitting stabbing move is sharp, and the cold light appears from time to time, directly attacking the vital points of the human body; The mountain knife is magnificent, and the knife is amazingly powerful.

"Refugees?"

Fang Zheng snorted coldly:

"There will be so many warriors for the refugees?"

Second-blood martial artists can be elite disciples in the martial arts hall.

"Who the hell are you?"

As he spoke, he threw down his crossbow and pounced, his hands were like grinding plates, and his strength was like Tai Chi, and his seemingly light and fluttering movements contained great strength.

Monument Wrestler!

Tai Chi Jin!

Today's Fangzheng, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a hundred schools of learning, and raising hands and feet is the essence of martial arts that others have practiced for many years in modern society.

It can also integrate strength and moves.

For example, Xingyi collapse strength is integrated into the twelve Tan legs, Tai Chi soft strength is integrated into Bajiquan, and so on, it has long been beyond the scope of Xingyi boxing.

As soon as a connoisseur is born, he knows if there is one.

"Master!"

The faces of the two changed, and the attack became more and more ferocious.

"Good!"

Fang Zheng drank low in his mouth, his muscles and bones trembled, and his strength penetrated into the bone marrow, and the collision of his fists and feet with the blade could make it difficult for the opponent to vomit blood.

In just a few moves, a clear decline can be seen.

Three bloods!

The man's eyes shrank, his pupils suddenly turned scarlet and weird, and his mouth opened wide, spitting out a strange syllable.

"Definitely!"

"Hmm!"

Fang Zheng snorted, his head tilted back, and the whole person felt like he had been hit in the head by a heavy hammer, and his consciousness sank suddenly.

But for the next moment.

Yan Jun's thoughts, which had been cultivated for a long time, moved spontaneously, and Yan Jun's phantom came to mind, instantly suppressing the turmoil in the sea of consciousness.

A secret way to attack people's hearts?

If it weren't for the fact that he was a three-blooded martial artist, if he hadn't also cultivated the concept of a warlock, and suddenly changed, I am afraid that it would be really possible to become enlightened.

Fang Fang's face was gloomy, his heart was full of murder, and the ground under his feet shattered.

Take a closer look.

The shattered ground is impressively shaped into a lotus flower, and the soil blooms outward, but it is the footwork of Buddhism in modern society.

Five fingers clenched into fists and smashed down on one of them.

King Kong Hammer!

"Peng!"

The Kaishan Knife broke through it, and the shattered blade penetrated into the opponent's body, and one of the shards tore through his fragile throat.

Seeing this, the man with the water-splitting thorn changed his face and turned his head to flee.

"Run?"

Fang Zheng's eyes were cold, and a dodge appeared behind the opponent, and one arm was bent up and struck out with his elbow, breaking his spine with a click.

Eight poles collapse!

Under the full outburst, the power of the three bloods was fully displayed, and the two second-blood masters were killed and seriously injured.

At this moment, a series of shouts came from the long street outside.

"Dangdangdang......"

"Kill the thief!"

"Young Master Fang, don't let go of the thief!"

The torches were connected and merged into a fire dragon, and dozens of people rushed out with swords in hand, fighting their way through the refugees.

Seeing this, the 'refugees' who rushed into Fang's Mansion couldn't help but show panic in their eyes, and the person who was doing it with Wu Hai roared, and the group of people quickly retreated outside.

They came and went as fast as they could, leaving only corpses in one place.

"Young Master Fang."

A middle-aged man dressed in brocade rushed into the courtyard with a sword, the body of the sword had already been infected with blood, and his face was slightly relaxed when he saw this:

"Are you alright?"

"Brother Shen." Fang Zheng bowed his hand to the comer, and said politely:

"Thank you Brother Shen for coming to the rescue, Fang is fine for the time being."

Shen Ji is the head of the Shen family on this street, and he has practiced martial arts, and the cultivation of the second blood is not bad in Gu'an County.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Seeing that Fang Zheng was unharmed, Shen Ji couldn't help but smile and said:

"It seems that I was overly worried, and tonight the refugees rioted, and I discussed with several proprietors on the street to integrate the various nursing homes."

"That's how the refugees were reluctantly killed."

"Oh!" Fangzheng's eyes lit up:

"Brother Shen is so decisive!"

Integrating so many people in such a short period of time and persuading each family to hand over their own nursing homes shows that the other party's means are good.

He asked himself that he would never be able to do it.

"It's nothing, it's mainly the credit of others." Shen Ji waved his hand again and again:

"That's right."

"Depending on the situation, the turmoil in the county town will be difficult to calm down for a while, I don't know what Fang Gongzi's plan is, do you want to join forces with us?"

"Oh......"

"This matter is not in a hurry, Fang Gongzi will clean up first."

"There are many inconveniences today, and Fang will visit tomorrow." Fang Zheng arched his hand, bent down to lift the dying 'refugee' on the ground, and casually knocked out the water thorn on the other party's hand.

Carrying people to the side room, it is still on the ground.

Then he opened the curtain on the side, revealing the altar behind him.

"The altar?"

The 'refugee' struggled to curl up, his eyes darkened when he saw the altar, and he gritted his teeth and said angrily:

"No wonder you can withstand my horror sound, it turns out that you are still a warlock, and we don't complain about losing today."

"But ......"

"You can't get away with it!"

"No mother, vacuum hometown ......"

"White Lotus Sect!" Hearing the sound, Fang Zheng was about to cast a spell for a moment, and his brows were tightly knit and he looked down:

"Are you a demon of the White Lotus Sect?"

"Hehe...... 'refugee' grinned, blood gushing out of his mouth, his eyes getting darker and darker, obviously not holding out for long:

"Yes, in Xia Feng Shuo, a disciple of the main sect of Naixiang, although I died today, I am just returning to my hometown in vacuum, and after I die, I will be scattered, and I will not be able to live forever."

"Feng Shuo? The incense master? Fang Zheng ignored the temptation of the other party's words, picked up a spirit talisman, and said:

"Tell me everything you know, and how that horror sound is performed, if you are honest, I may spare your life."

"Haha......" Feng Shuo laughed wildly:

"So you want to learn my horror sound?"

"Phew!"

"Dream on!"

"Not necessarily." Fang's face condensed, his hand pinched the seal, recited the mantra, and the spirit rune in his palm spontaneously combusted into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared into Feng Shuo's face.

Charm Runes!

The spells of the Lushan Aconitum sect can charm the mind and are most suitable for torture.

"Feng Shuo?"

He drank in his mouth:

"Feng Shuo, let me ask you, what is your White Lotus Sect's intention in inciting refugees?"

Feng Shuo's eyes were full of struggle, his eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes sober, he wanted to open his mouth to answer, but he stopped again, and a sneer appeared on his face.

Fang Zheng frowned.

It seems that the warriors of the other world are very resistant to magic, at least far stronger than people in modern society, and the magic runes are not very easy to use.

Of course.

First, the level of the magic rune is not high.

Second, his practice as a warlock was also insufficient.

If it were a different mage, I might be able to ask something.

I can't ask about the trivial things, and the horror sound will naturally not be rewarding, but I won't waste anything if I try.

(End of chapter)