Tianhong left by himself, but he felt a kind of sadness. Along the way, thanks to the company of a little citron, it is not so boring, this guy is like a refill when he grows up, full of simplicity and cuteness.

He is going to fight hard, and since he already knows the destination, there is no need to force people to stay.

Looking at the milk tea in his hand, Tianhong threw away the straw, poked open the cover on the cup, and drank it all with his head up.

It's ridiculous to think about it, how can he still have the idea of drinking milk tea now. No matter how sweet this drink is, Tianhong can't taste it at all, he has lost even the most basic sense of taste, how to talk about what is sweet or not.

The milk tea poured into his stomach is probably just the same as pouring it into an emotionless container, and he feels that it is a pure waste!

Now Tianhong is more like a foot monk, carrying a nine-tooth nail rake of more than 5,000 catties, walking his own route in the surprised eyes of passers-by.

As he walked, he unconsciously smiled again in his heart, because he thought of the silly state of the little citron along the way.

Sensing the departure of the refill, he thought his heart was dead. Unexpectedly, after passing a black water river, I was about to cover myself up. met a strange young man again, and the dozens of shackles in his heart were directly untied by others effortlessly.

may not be born a character who can be serious to the end, and he has to make a bitter and hateful virtue.

If he was lucky enough to meet the little citron again in the future, he would definitely grin and giggle with it. It doesn't matter how hard the past or future days were. People, happiness and relaxation are the most important directions.

"Hey!" Someone tapped Tenhiro on the shoulder.

Tenhiro immediately made a defensive gesture and took a step back.

"Don't be nervous, it's me!"

"I said how the voice is so familiar! What are you doing here? ”

I really didn't expect that the little citron who had regained his freedom would take the initiative to send it to the door again.

"I have to follow you, otherwise how can you know where Chief Hou's office is?"

"I don't need to know, mercenary, kill them all!" Tianhong replied coldly.

"Will you even kill me?" Little Citron bit her lip.

"You're a special case!"

"But there are a lot of good people like me in the team! They don't give a damn of it! ”

"Get out!"

said yes and smirked together, but now it is still in a cold tone.

"Why? You're good people, and so are they! Damn the ones who do evil! ”

Tianhong didn't answer again, glanced at this simple hypocritical guy, and continued to embark on the road of conquest.

Some stubborn little citrons continued to follow, and the milk tea in his hand had reached the bottom, and there was still some pulp left, but he didn't mean to leave it.

It may have something to do with its personality, its reluctance to abandon anything it feels it shouldn't throw away.

"Hey, are you still short of men for the uprising?" It shouted from behind, trying to stop the guy in front of it.

Tianhong didn't speak, and what was given back was a ruthless back. Little Citron is like a heartless thing, he says that he is not a mercenary, and he still uses the word uprising, and he shouts it out loud in front of so many passers-by on the street.

"How about adding one to me? I have only one request, and that is not to kill mercenaries like me. It was a bit of a perseverance, "Hey, slow down!" How about I don't want to be paid? ”

Seeing more and more strange eyes from passers-by, Tianhong couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. This kid is the same as when he first saw it, like a nasty starling who only disturbs his leisure.

"I still have five billion immortal seals on my body, how about giving them to you?" The chattering guy caught up again, walking flush with Tianhong, "Can you do it for free for another year?" ”

Seeing that the cold "killer" still didn't take care of himself, Xiao Citron began to increase his weight: "Forget it, forget it, in fact, I still have more than 200 billion in the bank, although it's not much, but all I have!" It's all for you, how's that? Just exchange the lives of a few good people! ”

The petrified Tianhong, although his whole body was cold, he clearly felt that his face was like fire. Being entangled by such a guy of the same sex on the street, it is inevitable that passers-by will cast strange glances, and some of them have begun to talk about these two strange young people like the aunt at the entrance of the village.

"Me, I've saved some treasures!" Little Citron gritted her teeth and seemed to have made a bloody investment, "I'll give them all to you, it's enough for you to equip a gift!" ”

Tianhong stood still, thinking that his rebel brothers and the rescued ghosts were almost bare-handed, and such a price did make him a little surprised and excited.

"Agreed?" Little Citron was a little delighted.

"Do you think I'm a mercenary for money like you?"

"Oops, understood!" Xiao Citron actually grabbed Tianhong's arm directly and pulled him in the other direction, "How could it be?" At first glance, you are a good person with a good heart! What money and things, you always give face, and you barely accept it! Understand, understand! ”

I can't help but say that Tianhong was dragged into a deserted and abandoned factory by this sometimes smart and sometimes stupid guy.

Although the whole factory is in a state of decay, it is not difficult to see its original glory from the tall tanks.

"Where is this?" Tianhong is still looking around, not only to familiarize himself with the environment here, but also to be ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

Since the little citron said that there is a ceremonial equipment, then there must be a large number of guards hidden somewhere here.

After so many battles, Tianhong will no longer be the same as before, still a novice who doesn't understand anything.

"Abandoned factory! Can't see this? ”

Seeing Tianhong looking at him coldly, Xiao Citron hurriedly explained: "It used to produce dyes, but it stopped after the war. It's all gone to war, who still has the heart to supply this thing to the heavenly realm. ”

Looking at some of the weeds that were almost a man tall, coupled with the mottled rust on the pipes and jars, Tianhong was a little suspicious. This was only recently discontinued, and it looks like it has been stopped for decades, and the guy next to him didn't tell the truth at all.

Just as he was looking around for the hidden mercenary, the little citron stood still, pointed to a large iron can with three or four meters, and said, "It's here!" That's it! ”

After looking up and down a few times, Tianhong found that this jar was airtight, and it was indeed a good place to hide things, but it was only about one meter in diameter, and it was impossible to hide a salute equipment.

Now that the Sky Eye was out of order, he had no choice but to prick up his ears and listen carefully to the sounds around him. The hairs on his body were also petrified, but fortunately, he did not delay his study of the national map, and also used this to sense and guard against abnormal vibrations.

Holding the nine-tooth nail rake tightly in his hand, he closed his eyes. In order to strengthen the hearing of the ears and the ability to sense the hair, this time it is really a fight.

"Why?" Seeing that Tianhong was slow to move, the little citron pulled him towards the back of the jar.