Li Huairuo pursed his lips and did not refute.

After taking the antidote pill, Pan Yue quickly calmed down. He no longer laughed hoarsely, nor did he shed tears wantonly, but his face was a little dull, like a little daughter-in-law who had been bullied.

"Say it. Mu Sen glanced at Pan Yue and said lightly.

As if startled by Mu Sen's words, Pan Yue came back to his senses suddenly, and his eyes without any emotion kept staring at Mu Sen. After a moment, "Who the hell are you?" he said.

Mu Sen sighed, "You still haven't figured out who I am. ”

"My name is Mu Sen. ”

Pan Yue looked dazed.

This made Mu Sen secretly wonder, could it be that my Mu Da Sacrificial Wine was already angry?" ”

Pan Yue's eyes widened, although he had just stepped into the Qingyang realm, he didn't know much about Mu Sen's past. But the words 'head of the martial arts department of Qingyang Academy' are enough.

Yes, enough to crush him countless times.

Seeing that Pan Yue finally began to be shocked, Mu Sen breathed a sigh of relief silently, fortunately I was not angry, he thought. Then he continued, "I trained this team. ”

Following Mu Sen's gaze, Pan Yue looked at the armor with bright armor. After a moment, he asked, "What about the Bear Qu Camp?"

"Half of the credit is for me. Mu Sen said lightly, very pretending.

"Hey......" Pan Yue made an incomprehensible voice from his mouth, but before Mu Sen could ask, he continued, "Mu Sacrifice Wine, do you want to know why I want to trouble Xiong Quying?"

Mu Sen nodded, and said in his heart, nonsense, if it weren't for this, I would be able to accompany you here After all, there are millions of people a minute.

"I'm afraid you can't afford to mess with this person. The corners of Pan Yue's mouth showed a hint of mockery.

Hearing Pan Yue's words, Zhao Ming frowned. Pan Yue already knew Mu Sen's identity, backed by the behemoth of Qingyang Academy, not to mention walking sideways in the entire wilderness, at least in several main cities in Fangyuan, he was considered a face-to-face figure, and few forces dared to provoke him. But now, Pan Yue actually said that Mu Sen couldn't be provoked?

So who is the sacred?

Compared to Zhao Ming's surprise, Mu Sen seemed much calmer. He just gave him an interested look, "Listen, I promise not to him." ”

Pan Yue glanced at Mu Sen deeply, "Wood sacrifice wine, so bold!"

Mu Sen waved his hand indifferently, "Say it quickly! I'm in a hurry." "Mu Sen really doesn't care, he doesn't weigh on himself if he has too much debt, anyway, even a giant like Xinghe Mansion has been offended, so why do you care about anything else?

Pan Yue continued to stare at Mu Sen, as if he wanted to see if he was really calm or fakely relaxed. After a while, Pan Yue retracted his gaze, he had already determined that Mu Sen did not have any panic, not even a trace of apprehension. So, he opened his mouth and said......

"Su Gongzi!"

Zhao Ming frowned, trying to recall the forces surnamed Su within the range of the main cities of Qingyang and Lianyuan. can make Pan Yue say it in such a high-sounding manner, at least it is also a main city-level force.

Just as Zhao Ming was thinking about it, Mu Sen raised his eyebrows, "Su Mu, that bastard?"

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Mu Sen with a suspicious face.

And Pan Yue was shocked, his eyes were shocked, "You, you ......"

"What are you?" Mu Sen interrupted Pan Yue's stammering, "This guy is simply a-stirring stick, and the ghost will not go away." ”

After saying this, Mu Sen did not continue to ask Pan Yue about Su Mu's news, but greeted Zhao Ming, "Zhao Gongzi, let's go." ”

"This is leaving?" Zhao Ming asked subconsciously.

"If you don't leave, stay and eat. Mu Sen turned around and walked towards the Jiazi class, stepping out in one step, shrinking into inches. At the same time, he made a gentle gesture. With this gesture, the sword of the Jiaziban was unsheathed, the crossbow arrow was wound, and the formation was converted between three breaths.

"My journey is ......," Mu Sen raised his hand.

Without waiting for everyone to answer, he said to himself, "Miasma Swamp." ”

"Wow!" The murderous aura rushed into the sky, and the anger often returned to the intestines.

......

When Mu Sen led the Jiazi class to rush to the miasma swamp, Zhao Ming looked at Pan Yue, who was still paralyzed on the ground, and said, "Who is Su Mu?"

Pan Yue raised his eyes, "Young City Lord, although I don't know why the wooden sacrificial wine is not afraid of Su Gongzi, but Su Gongzi is definitely not something you can provoke." ”

"Presumptuous. Zhao Ming's eyes turned cold.

Pan Yue's tone was indifferent, "Really?"

This time Zhao Ming didn't speak, but his gaze became more cold, and Pan Yue shivered uncontrollably. Pan Yue shook his head helplessly, "It seems that you have to know a result today." ”

Zhao Ming was silent, hunting in clothes.

Pan Yue chuckled lightly and said in a very small voice, "Xinghe Mansion." ”

Zhao Ming seemed to have been struck by lightning, and his eyes were full of disbelief. As the young city lord of Lianyuan City, he knew a lot about the eighteen king-level forces. It can be said that if the Terran War Alliance does not intervene, the king-level forces will only raise their hands if they want to destroy a main city-level force.

"What you said is true?" Zhao Ming's voice was a little dry, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

"Why should I lie?" Pan said.

Zhao Ming looked at Pan Yue for a moment, then took a deep breath, he waved his hand, "Go!"

More than a dozen figures flew across like spirit apes, and a few flickered, and then burst into the miasma swamp and disappeared.

......

At this time, under Yang Ren's order, the Xiongqu battalion began to simply clean up the battlefield, and the remnants of the cathode were almost wiped out, leaving only a few sporadic fish that slipped through the net and fled into the distance. But......

"Did you run away?" Yang Ren said coldly.

The next moment, the arrow broke through the air. Several screams rang out, and Yang Ren's eyes were far-reaching, and then he said, "Keep advancing." ”

"Whoa!"

......

"Kill me!" Zhu Zhijie roared.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

......

The roars of many dragon soldiers directly shattered the miasma, causing the swamp to shake. The wave of stubborn tribes in front of him was already the sixth wave of teams encountered by the Longxiang Battalion. After being dragged by Tiger Ben and Ying Yang for a few days, their condition was obviously unsatisfactory, like a group of wilting turnips.

The dragon camp stepped forward, swords spat out, sharp arrows roared, corpses continued to fall, and the red blood stained the swamp bright red. But Zhu Zhijie's complexion did not change for the better. Because until now, he still hasn't met the soldiers of Tiger Ben and Eagle Yang, not a single one!

"Hurry up!" he yelled again.

"Whoa!"

......

"Yingyang, Huben, Longxiang, Xiongqu, those three battalions and one regiment respected by Qingyang warriors are really not in vain. This is the third time Bai Yan has sighed.

"yes. It was rare for Zhao Shisan not to fight against Bai Yan, but nodded in agreement.

Not long after the Xiongqu camp entered the miasma swamp, they followed. As soon as they entered, they frowned at the foul-smelling miasma and the occasional bubbling swamp.

It is said that man will conquer heaven, but in some environments, nature still controls life and death.

In order to avoid accidents, Bai Yan and the others walked very slowly, not only did they fail to catch up with Xiongqu Camp as they wished, but even the distance between the two became farther and farther.

"How did they do it?" Zong Lei said with a frown.

Where they were now was on top of a dead tree that had been dead for an unknown number of years, and in the swamp around this dead tree, countless broken weapons were like candles stuck in a cake, densely packed. There are also some corpses of the hundred tribes, for some reason, who did not sink into the depths of the swamp, but showed cruelty there.

Several people were silent.

They struggled to get on the road alone, but the Xiongqu battalion that had just passed had completed one battle after another, and advanced with a devastating attitude. It's ......

"Incredible. The eyes of the water condensation were full of amazement. "I'm very curious about the wooden sacrificial wine in the mouths of those Qingyang warriors now. ”

"Me too. Zhao 13 said. "When this happens, I will definitely visit Qingyang Academy. What kind of demeanor should someone who can train such a war group?"

At this time, Xuanxi, who had been straining his face, laughed like someone owed him eight million yuan, "It may also be a waste of fame." ”

"Could it be that what those Qingyang martial artists said is a lie?" Zong Lei retorted.

"Selling fame and reputation. "Xuanxi Road.

Without waiting for Zong Lei to answer, Xuanxi said again, "From the mouths of those Qingyang martial artists, I think you have all heard the age of this so-called wood sacrifice wine. ”

"Sixteen years old. Xuanxi looked at Zong Lei with a somewhat provocative gaze.

Although Xuanxi didn't specify anything, Zong Lei was choked for a while. Sixteen years old, what a young word, like a bud that has just been drawn, a bud that has not yet opened.

But when you put this word on the so-called wooden sacrificial wine, it is the tender shoots that become thick branches and the flower buds that become wonderful, is it possible?

In general, it is impossible. If the Qingyang warriors coaxed the combat power and talent of the wooden sacrifice wine, it would be reasonable, after all, there were talented people in the country. However, what they preached was his method of speaking and training troops.

Are people born to know?

"It's a big world. Zong Lei took a deep breath and said.

"But there are also sides. Xuanxi responded.

"Stop arguing. Seemingly a little upset by Zong Lei and Xuanxi's argument, Bai Yan frowned and said, "Yes or no, you will know when the time comes." ”

Seeing Bai Yan say this, Zong Lei and Xuanxi banned at the same time.

"I would like to believe that this wooden sacrificial wine is really talented and learned. At this time, Zhao 13 suddenly interjected.

"Me too. Shui Ning'er nodded.

Bai Yan's brows furrowed even more. After a while, he said, "It's useless to argue about this matter, and we have to hurry." Now I can't even catch up with the local war group that has been in the area, and the word that spreads out ......"

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yan swept into the distance with a vertical stride. And Zhao Shisan, Shui Ning'er and the others glanced at each other, and they also used their spiritual power to sweep into the distance.

Bai Yan's words were right, the two masters of the Heaven Punishment List, plus the three heirs of the king-level forces, could only eat dirt behind the warbands that had been cultivating evenly but not building a foundation. If you really want to get it out......

Hehe, the face is not good.

When Bai Yan and the others left, the place returned to dead silence, and those corpses and remnants of the hundred tribes waited quietly in various postures. At that time, the miasma re-filled, covering everything like a thick fog.