Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Road Is Under Your Feet
The heads of the families roughly glanced at the map, and immediately found that the water source and the location of the oasis that they were exclusively known were all in it, which showed that the content was genuine.
There was a lot of noise in the crane hall for a while.
"I personally interrogated Wu Guangzhi and learned that the Flying Nest on the Sea was built on the Gobi Caves, and there was a dark river water supply in it.
In the scorching atmosphere, Li Shenji spoke loudly.
"Last night, the family vomited blood and was bedridden, and this time I sent troops, my Li family will contribute people to contribute funds to bear the casualties and pensions, just ask for the speed of the soldiers."
"Haifei dared to take the risk of intercepting and killing the hunting team this time, and he must have a plan - if he delays for too long, let them fly away or move their nests, I am afraid that they will linger in hatred."
He spoke with a gnashing sound, and looked at Hong Jian again.
"The nephew took the liberty of begging Hong Shibo to personally take action and teach the Great Day Knife Wheel to be dead and lifeless!"
After Li Shenji finished speaking, he bowed to the end.
The audience was silent.
The eyes of Zheng Zhun, Chi Chaiyuan and others all converged on one person.
"That is ......"
Hong Jian looked around at everyone and bowed his head calmly.
"Hong is duty-bound."
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On the sixth day of December, dusk will end.
The night of the moon drips into ice, but the inside and outside of Hongfu are still busy.
The groom nourishes the horses with food and fat, and the craftsmen maintain and wind heavy bows.
Just today, a number of Zhuyi riders scattered everywhere have been recalled to Jinhai City.
Hong Sheng dismounted at the side door, handed the reins to the doorman, and hurried to the master's study.
After the entrance, Hong Jian was studying, and when he saw his eldest son coming in, he didn't release the volume.
"Father, more than a dozen families gathered together and talked for three hours, and the whole arrangement was carefully decided."
Hong Sheng didn't care about this when he saw this, and as he spoke, he lifted the teapot and poured half a pot of boiling water into his throat.
"With three surnames as the mainstay, there are forty throughouts and five hundred soldiers; Set off early the next morning and be subject to military law. ”
"Lord Zheng will make endorsements, but those who have positions in the guard station and the city defense department can't go, otherwise there will be a lot of incidents if they are more serious afterwards."
Hong Jian folded the footer and put down the book.
Hong Sheng continued to report.
"Forty Penetrating Realms, each of our three families will have a team, and the rest of the families will also make up a team."
"There are four tentative people above the Mudran Realm, namely me, Li Shenji, the fifth master of the Chi family and the second master of the Cui family."
"Counting the people who can't fight, there are about 800 people in total, and flying on the sea should be the overwhelming trend of Mount Tai."
He smiled lightly, and he was in his chest.
Even if we overestimate the military power of flying on the sea, it will only be half of the above at most.
What's more, the number one master of the Golden Sea will come out in this battle - just this one person, the combat power will far exceed the sum of the above four Chaos Realms.
Hong Jian shook his head when he heard this, and asked again: "Has the person who penetrated the ten people been chosen?" ”
"I've already drafted the first draft."
Hong Sheng immediately replied, took out the list from his bosom and handed it over.
"I picked nine good players who are good at battle formations, but last night Jiang Youde came to me privately and said that he wanted to avenge his brother, and I saw that he was sincere, so I also allowed him to return to the team temporarily."
Hong Jian unfolded the list, and wrote ten names and the corresponding martial arts cultivators on it.
The first three people are Hong Yu (peak), Hong Lie (eleven dao), and Hong Bo (ten dao).
At the end are Shen Hong (seven paths) and Jiang Youde (two paths).
Hong Jian frowned.
"Where's your second brother?"
He raised his eyes to ask, noticing that the eldest son's eyes were slightly evasive.
"The strength of the second brother is naturally no problem, after all, the broken steel died at his hands......"
Hong Sheng reluctantly replied.
"I mainly thought that his injury was not healed, so I didn't add his name."
Hong Jian lowered his eyes and did not express his position immediately.
Seeing this, Hong Sheng hurriedly added.
"What's more, this attack on the enemy's nest is not as good as a field battle, even if it is a pure realm cultivation, I dare not say that it is perfect."
"If something happens to me, with my second brother here, the family will still have ...... to rely on in the future"
A few words were spat out like a cannonball, and when he saw that his father was still silent, he even sweated on his forehead.
The two were speechless for a moment.
After a while, Hong Jian spoke again, and asked directly.
"Every time the Star Monarch fights, there will be a gain......"
"You know that?"
Hong Sheng's face rose, and after nodding indiscriminately, he was speechless.
"Actually, your second brother's injuries are similar to those of Ling, so they are not in the way."
Hong Jian lowered his head and said suddenly.
"As a star monarch, if he goes to this battle, even if it is just to suppress the formation, he will benefit greatly."
"Even if there is danger, I will protect it."
He reached out and pushed back the list.
"The father is right, the son owes it to consideration."
Hong Sheng took the list and replied in embarrassment.
"I'm going to reschedule."
He got up as he spoke, and tried to leave the study as if he were running away.
At this time, Hong Jian suddenly drank his eldest son.
"Ah Sheng!"
Hong Sheng froze in place.
He turned around and saw his father standing behind the table, looking at him with a worried gaze.
The two looked at each other, and Hong Jian asked slowly.
"Ah Sheng, what is the martial arts in your eyes?"
This should have been a simple question.
But at this time, Hong Sheng's face was ashamed, and he couldn't answer.
So Hong Jian bypassed the tea table and asked again.
"Is it a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops?"
"Or is it a solo wading mountain?"
The father walked up to the eldest son and stood still, his eyes blazing like two flames.
Hong Sheng's breath became rapid.
In his eyes, the world was falling into flames.
The air is heating, the land is melting, and the flames are flowing through the mouth and nose, and they are about to ignite the five internal organs.
In a trance, everything was trimmed with sun-like gold.
Time seemed to stand still in the study, and only the thunderous voice hit his mind word by word.
"The ancestral dragon has opened the sky for two thousand years, and the martial arts scriptures and classics have already exceeded 100."
"Dahua Kyushu, geniuses and handsome people rise and fall, like carp crossing the river."
As he spoke, Hong Jian raised his hand.
"Ah Sheng, the more dazzling you are, the more shortness of breath you are, the more you have to understand ......"
"The road is only under your feet!"
As the sky shook, Hong Sheng felt a hot palm slap on his shoulder.
His mind went blank for a moment.
After a while, when Hong Sheng came back to his senses in a daze, he found that he was still standing in place, still holding the list in his hand.
Hong Jian was holding the scroll and leaning against the back of the table, unfolding the folded corners.
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At the same time, in the depths of the Gimhae Desert, the headquarters stronghold of Haifei.
The Hall of Justice.
All the minions were kicked away, leaving only the three heads of the family to gather for discussion.
"The statements given by those two people are consistent with the information we got in Jinhai City, and the Hong family only has a mid-stage cultivation, so they can't be wrong."
Wan Guangji said in a low voice, leaning against the double-headed knife.
"When Ma Jingsha was not born, I used to meet him."
"It's a lot more sympathetic than ordinary heaven and man, but it didn't leave me ......"
"If you give that Hong Fan a few more years, I'm afraid that the third child's revenge won't even be avenged by me!"
He glanced at the empty third chair, growing irritated.
The boss is like this, and the two brothers on the side are more "calm".
"Big brother, the third child's revenge is going to be avenged, but it's really not the first case."
He Liangjun sat cross-legged on the chair and said.
"This time's list, it stands to reason that Hong Fan's head will be cut off before it is over."
"Now that the other person is not dead, the reward has been given to us in advance, this is not appropriate!"
He paused, and finally said what was in his heart.
"Big brother, if you don't use up that bottle of dragon heir essence blood quickly, brother, I'm uneasy......"
PS: I haven't asked for a ticket for a long time, but yesterday I asked for a monthly ticket a lot.
So it has to be a crying child to have milk to drink, and you still have to beg for it in the future haha.
(End of chapter)