And later, Zhao Lei relied on his own strength to kill half of the East Street, which made Zhao Xuan even more appreciative, this is a fierce general, and he just lacks a fierce general by his side

In Zhao Xuan's view, Zhao Lei is the general who God gave him to charge into battle, otherwise he would not have suddenly appeared a few days before his incident.

Of course, if Zhao Lei doesn't agree, Zhao Xuan won't be angry because of this, he will only inadvertently reveal the news to Wu County Ling, and then there will naturally be Zhao Lei who will feel better, and there is no need to waste his manpower if he can borrow a knife to kill.

As for whether Wuxian Lingxiang believes it, there are confessions from those officers and soldiers guarding the city, as well as the news of Duan Yong's death, he can't believe it, even if it is not true, he will kill Zhao Lei, in order to maintain his prestige, so as to give the world a clear explanation.

What's more, the current Wuxian Order is like a stone in a pit, smelly and hard, although he is greedy for money and lustful, but Zhao Xuan has not completely drawn him to his side.

Wuxian Ling has always been like a panacea, very sleek, and it just happened to take advantage of this incident to make both parties suffer heavy losses and lose both.

In the past, Zhao Xuan didn't pay attention to this small county order, but when it comes to the kung fu in front of him, some small factors may affect success or failure.

The banquet three days later was Zhao Xuan's last chance to give Wu County Order, otherwise he could only sacrifice his head to the flag.

After Zhao Xuan dealt with the matter at hand, he finally went to bed, even if he didn't want to sleep anymore, he might force himself.

The vast majority of people in Binh Duong City had already fallen asleep at this time.

"Who is it?"

"Who the hell is it!"

At this time, a man in three-colored clothes, looking at the scene in front of him, couldn't help but be angry, and looked up to the sky and roared.

This person is dressed fancy, handsome, tall, and has natural facial features, but the narrow Danfeng eyes spoil his overall atmosphere, revealing an evil aura.

He was in a good mood, but after coming here, his mood fell to the bottom.

Sancai Daoist walked in with a gloomy face, looking at the scene around him like a dog gnawing, his anger became bigger and bigger, his gloomy face was about to flow water, and the air around him seemed to become more gloomy because of his mood.

The place he came from was not anywhere else, it was the mysterious valley that had been given to Huo Huo by Zhao Lei.

This entire valley was laid out by the Sancai Dao people, who spent a lot of money and energy, especially the Biyuan fruit tree among them, and he did not hesitate to judge the sect and steal it.

He had spent thirty years on these things, and now he was like this, going back to what he was before.

Especially when the Sancai Daoist just came back, he found that his formation had actually broken a corner for no reason, and the valley had leaked.

At that time, the Sancai Daoist was uneasy in his heart, and when he came here with a nervous mood, he found that it was indeed the worst he expected.

Seeing such a result, the Sancai Daoist was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, stunned in place again, he went out this time in order to find the treasure that broke through the foundation.

When he spent half a year trying to find two of them, and later obtained a peerless alchemy furnace by mistake, he hurried back.

In the eyes of the Sancai Dao people, with this alchemy furnace, the success rate of his refining Zhuji Dan will be much higher, plus he has so much Biyuan Fruit, which is enough for him to consume many times.

At that time, the Sancai Dao people had a large number of Zhuji Dan to break through the foundation, and there were two other treasures to escort him, and it was already a sure thing to break through the foundation.

But this time, as soon as he came back, as soon as he entered the valley, he saw that good guy, there was not a single Biyuan fruit left, and most of the spirit grass he used to refine the pill was also lost.

In particular, the Sancai Daoist walked up to him and looked at the soil pit, there were still dried spiritual grass roots, and he was even more distressed.

This dog thief who stole the spirit grass didn't even understand ordinary common sense, but he dug them out roughly, damaging the root system and greatly losing the medicinal power.

Seeing this, the Sancai Daoist faced God, and it was another violent output, he was already in a peaceful state of mind, unmoved by external objects, and he had always been indifferent and evil outside, but at this time, he was also like an old woman, violent and rude.

These spiritual grasses are still secondary, this Biyuan fruit, but it blooms in three years, bears fruit in three years, matures in three years, and the Sancai Dao people are not waiting for ten years if they are counted like this.

In terms of his lifespan, ten years can afford to wait, but the two treasures in his hands can't afford to wait.

What's more, he didn't want to wait for the current Sancai Dao people, for this Biyuan fruit tree, he planned for twenty years, betrayed his master, and spent another ten years cultivating, and now let him wait for another ten years.

One blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion.

The heart and ambition will be worn out by time, and the people of Sancai Dao don't know if they can live so conscientiously for ten years.

No matter who it is, Sancai Dao swore in his heart that even if he was chased to the ends of the earth, he would be broken into thousands of pieces, his bones would be scattered, and he would never be able to live forever, which had become his inner demon.

Then I only saw the Sancai Daoist sitting down cross-legged, and his divine consciousness instantly burst out from his body, covering the entire valley and the surroundings, just this range, I don't know how many times it is Zhao Lei, even if Zhao Lei squeezes his spirit dry, it is not as good as this fur.

As the coverage of the divine consciousness became wider and wider, the aura felt by the Sancai Dao people also increased, but most of them were just some unconscious beasts, or some mortals who happened to pass by here.

But only two of them, leaving traces of breath, more than others, with the continuous convergence of information, at this time the Sancai Dao people will understand that these two people are the culprits.

Then the Sancai Daoist pinched his fingers, and a dark feeling appeared in his heart, and the figure of an old man appeared in his mind, and slowly the figure became clearer and clearer, until his face was revealed, if Zhao Lei was here, he could recognize it at a glance, this person was Uncle Zhao.

The figure was not finished after it appeared, the figure pointed in one direction, and the finger was still changing direction slightly.

Sancai Dao people, just a little trick, then they know where Uncle Zhao goes.

The Sancai Dao man, who had already obtained the position of Uncle Zhao, did not stop casting spells, but no matter how hard he tried in the future, he still did not find the location of another breath.

Whenever the Sancai Daoist casts a spell, it is as if there is a layer of fog in the middle, which cannot be detected or seen.

After trying twice, the Sancai Dao people also put down their thoughts, since the other party can break their own formation, they must also have the means to hide their traces, and if they waste time here, Bi Yuanguo is afraid that they will be ruined by the other party in the end.