After a few polite words, Qi Lang and a few people said goodbye to Fang Zi Mo Fa Shi and retreated back the same way. He knew that things were not so simple, of course the Ji Leader did not go out on any mission, he was there, in the small iron house next to the hall, Qi Lang and Jira both felt his breath. He avoided his savior for the simple reason that he was imprisoned!

There were about three or five people hidden in that small iron house, and although most of them suppressed the aura in their bodies, Qi Lang still vaguely felt their presence. They stood there, motionless, as if waiting for the chief's orders. And Ji Meng was surrounded by them! His aura was also a little weak, but it was divergent, like a dying beast, struggling in powerlessness, but except for expressing anger like those hunters around him, he was powerless to resist at all.

Looks like something unexpected has happened here.

Qi Lang thought about it carefully. Ji Meng left in a hurry that day, as if he was a little angry, Qi Lang thought that it was because he was unhappy with the help of the alien race. But now it seems that his anger is not directed at his own savior, but at his partner behind him.

The whole thing seems to be a bit of an eyebrow. As a commander-level figure, even if he no longer has brains, he will not be so idiotic as to take a group of poorly equipped dead soldiers to confront one or two legions of the Tiger Cavalry. It is very likely that he accidentally encountered a strong enemy when he was out on a mission, and it is entirely possible that that mission was arranged by that Fang Zi Maffas.

He should be angry, because it was a mission that sent him to his death!

And that's exactly what happened. If it weren't for the fact that they happened to encounter Qi Lang's Hope Legion and the rangers who arrived later, dozens of warriors, including Ji Meng, would probably have died in that plain. I don't know what Fang Zimo has in mind, does he want to use the enemy's sword to eradicate dissidents?

"Have you noticed?" Jira saw that Qi Lang had been frowning and deep in thought after walking out of the town, and finally couldn't help but put forward his opinion, "I think the people in the iron box next to me are a little familiar. ”

"Do you really think so?!" Qi Lang's eyes suddenly became fierce, "I guess there can't be a mistake, it must be them!"

Gulf and Owu sulked all the time, and when they saw the two brothers playing dumb riddles, they became even more impatient: "They, they! Who are they? Don't be so mysterious, you two don't make it so mysterious, I'm now treated by you as fools like Owu, haven't you noticed?"

Owu glared at Gulf, but he was now able to control his temper with good self-control. He calmly kicked Gulf and asked the same question: "I also want to know who those bastards are who are about to be beaten by me?"

"Credon. Qi Lang calmly spat out the term. Gila shuddered involuntarily, and Gulf and Owu were so frightened that they couldn't even close their mouths.

"This is astonishing news!" Gulf squealed, "Could it be that the devil has given them an amazing gift for language, and they have even mastered the Middle-earth language of Nayiyay?"

"I never expected those devilish believers to reach here. Qi Lang struggled to recall all of Creddon's previous actions, and a sense of foreboding began to spread in his heart, as if in an instant, the surroundings were completely sunk into a cloud of fog, "I thought that their scope of action was only limited to the territory of the Luman Empire, and their goal was only the throne of Henry X, but now it seems that their ambitions are amazing!"

Although Jira has not fought with Creedon, he has long learned about Credon's series of actions from Qi Lang in private, suddenly appeared in the Snow Wolf Canyon, infiltrated the escort team, kidnapped Prince Marcus on the shore of Lake Naron, and now appeared in the Jade Duchy tens of thousands of kilometers away, it seems that they have set up a big situation, and the silence at the moment is just an illusion, when they really start to act, they will inevitably be a blockbuster, and the entire continent will be shaken!

"It's probably a good opportunity. Jira pondered for a moment, and the strategy of coping came out of his clever head again, "If we save Mr. Jim, things could fall apart...... However, it seems to be quite difficult, and it is difficult to storm such a fortress......"

"His name is Ji Meng. Qi Lang patiently corrected Jila's pronunciation, "No matter how strong a fortress is, it can be broken through, if we have an internal response." ”

Jira's eyes flashed. He reacted first: "Well done! You're really not an honest man, it looks like we can do a big job at night!"

Gulf and Owu refused to waste their brains this time, but just glanced at each other, rolled their eyes hatefully, and followed the two dumb brothers back to the group.

At night, a full moon slowly rose above the huge steel dome.

The sentinels at the entrance of the town are still patrolling the safety of Yuanping Town. Suddenly, a swift white shadow flashed behind them. So five or six of the sentinels fell, and the two guards in the tower also fell.

That was Igru's method, and before Qi Lang left the town, he had already arranged a task for the snow-white companion, and he was left alone in the town to hide, and now, the rescue operation could be carried out without being known.

Gulf and a dozen archers successfully took over the entrance to the town, and then Ziran rushed in with Gila and Owu, and followed closely behind Igro, sneaking all the way to the small iron house.

It seemed that Iglu had spent an afternoon getting completely familiar with the terrain here, and they had bypassed a few patrols and made their way through the narrow streets between the iron houses, and in only seven or eight minutes, they had already approached the hut where Ji Meng was being held.

The men were still inside, five of them, hoarse and low, sometimes communicating with each other in brute language, sometimes loudly reprimanding in Middle-earth.

"You should accept this invitation, Leader Ji. It was after three or five whips sounded, and a Credon kindly suggested to Ji Meng, "In that case, all suffering will be over." You and your buddies will be on the path of light, and together we will create an exciting world. ”

In response to him, there was a snort, and although he was weak, his resolute attitude was very obvious.

The Credon probably had been whipped for too long, and he probably collapsed in his chair with extreme fatigue at his voice, and then complained to his companions in brute language: "He's stubborn, we might as well feed him directly, and even then he might die, so what, we did our best." ”

"No, you can't. The other partner was still patient, "This Mr. Ji is very influential, if we win him, it will be equivalent to us getting a legion of tens of thousands of people." It is related to the great cause of the Holy King, and it is worth our hard work for a while. We can't convince him today, we can't convince him tomorrow, we still have time, we can spend it with him, be patient, Carl. ”

"Then tomorrow it's up to you, my shoulders can't be lifted. ”

This is the end of their exchange. As soon as the iron door opened, the five people walked out together, and Carl, one of them, kindly turned around and said goodnight to Ji Meng.

Qi Lang gestured at Owubi and motioned for him to follow, at least trying to get a living Credon back to study, but before that, he and Jira had to take the bloody Ji leader to safety.

Owu crept over, and Qi Lang led Jira to the iron gate. The door was locked, but there was nothing wrong with that, and with a slight slash of the sword of faith, the iron lock snapped.

Qi Lang, the bald man inside, was no longer recognizable. There were barely any parts of his body left in place, there were whip marks everywhere, his head and face were already bruised, and a few of Credan said that he wanted to feed him something, which was simply impossible, because it was quite difficult to recognize where his mouth was growing now.

However, judging from his swearing, his fighting spirit is still there, and it is estimated that if he stuffs that ghost head knife into his hand, he can still cut off the heads of several people.

"Brother Ji, it's me, Qi Lang. Qi Lang ran to Ji Meng's side in three steps and two steps, and with a wave of his long sword, he cut off the heavy iron cable, seeing that Ji Meng had automatically and consciously stopped the scolding in his mouth, and hurriedly put him on his shoulder, "Can you hold on for a while, our people are all answering at the entrance of the town." ”

Ji Meng didn't move. He was now saved, and he could faint boldly and with confidence.

Under the cover of Jira and Iglu, Qi Lang carried Ji Meng out of the house carefully, and was about to pull up his legs and quickly return the same way, but there was a fierce fighting sound behind him.

"Bastard! Leo, up!"

Owu's rough voice was heard, and Leo's barking threatened to wake the whole town up.

Looks like he's in a little trouble. Although the strength of those few Claydons is not very strong, they are superior in numbers after all, and if Ou Wu wants to kill them all, it is strange that there will be no fight.

"Withdraw, Ouwu, don't fight, we've already got it!" Qi Lang shouted, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he rushed towards the entrance of the town like a smoke.

The sound of battle behind him continued to sound, especially a few thunderous roars, which shook the surrounding steel shelves violently. It should be Aowu's desperate trick of roaring tigers. I hope he hasn't forgotten the arrangements in advance, Qi Lang needs a living mouth, and they need to dig up more secrets from those Creedon's mouths.