"This big brother, there are so many of you, where are you going?" Tong Wuzhan asked as he grabbed a middle-aged man who was in the dust.

"Go to Fang Ying!"

"Fang Ying, what Fang Ying?" Tong Wuzhan said curiously.

"It's the camp of the Beishuai Fang Changyan!"

"Fang Changyan?"

Tong Wuzhan thought silently, and then smiled at the middle-aged man, "This Fang Chang Yan is a dignified North Handsome, how can his handsome tent allow us people to enter casually!"

"Of course we can't get into his tent, we are going to his camp! It is the camp he specially built for us!"

"Huh, deliberately?" Tong Wuzhan went from curiosity to surprise.

"That's right!" the middle-aged man said naturally.

"Why?" asked Tong Wuzhan.

"Contain us homeless people!"

"Homeless, what's going on?Is there another flood?" Tong Wuzhan was startled and contacted the flood.

"No! It's a man-made disaster!" "Monster disaster!" the middle-aged man said fiercely.

"Youkai?" Ye Wulie said in surprise.

"That's right, a month ago, that Wu Yang brought a dozen monsters ......"

"Are you the people of Dangyang City?" Wu Yang suddenly understood.

"That's right!"

"Thank you, big brother!" Seeing that the matter had been clarified, Tong Wuzhan let go of the middle-aged man and said with a smile.

"You guys also hurry up, I heard that Fang Shuai can kill demons, go to Fang Ying, you will definitely be able to live!" The middle-aged man kept wanting to run, but was finally let go by Tong Wuzhan, and hurriedly went with the flow of people, just ran two steps, stopped again, and turned back to shout to Wu Yang and the six people.

"The French army does not participate in politics, it seems that this Fang Changqian has received orders from the court!" Tong Wuzhan said as he looked at the flow of people.

"It seems that I should go and find Fang Changyan!" Wu Yang said as he watched the flow of people.

"That's a good opportunity!" Tong Wuzhan said as he looked at Wu Yang.

......

"Drive!"

In the night, under the moonlight, a man in a black cloak flew forward like an arrow on the land of the Central Plains!

It was none other than the black-clothed priest of one of the "Seven Great Sacrifices" of the Elan Kingdom.

He's been running like this for seven days now.

After coming out of the main hall that day, he went back and simply cleaned up, and immediately rushed to the drinking pool under which he had not known for so many years in the kingdom of Ilan, and there was a secret waterway under it.

Less than four days after going down to the pond, he arrived in Dangyang City. However, after arriving in Dangyang City, he learned that it turned out that Green Yi had gone to Yihua Mountain, and he also learned that Tsing Yi was dead.

Ilan Tuba's order was to let him divide half of the demon worms and the dead soldiers to hand over to the green clothes, and the green clothes were not there, so he let his one hundred and twenty dead soldiers go to the land of Jingshuai first. I waited in Dangyang City for three days. However, three days later, he still did not wait for Greencoat to return.

This time, Ilan Tuba sent a dead soldier who had never been used, and the edict of that day also made it clear that the importance of the matter was self-evident. He didn't dare to delay, and he knew that the place he was responsible for was very important.

Therefore, on the fourth day, he handed over the sixty demon insects and brocade boxes that he was going to give to the green clothes to the one hundred and twenty dead soldiers who were going to go to Nanshuai Land with the green clothes, and asked them to wait for the green clothes in Dangyang City. And after letting Luochuan Hong send two passers-by, all the way to Yihua Mountain to report the situation to Luyi, and all the way to the Yilan Kingdom to report the situation to Yilan Tuba, he took his sixty demon insects and brocade boxes and rushed to the Jingshuai land he was responsible for.

The long road was long, and the black clothes had been running for six days in a row, and he was already tired and dizzy.

He was originally a person in charge of logistics actuarial calculations, except for the ancestral flashing skills, he can be said to have no martial arts at all, just like a weak scholar. Now that he has been running like this for six days, his body is obviously overwhelmed.

"This guest officer, please come in, the small shop has refreshments and stir-fry, and there is everything for the fat duck with wine!"

"Bring me a pot of light wine, and two vegetarian stir-fries. ”

"Okay! Sit down, and the vegetarian fried light wine will come soon. ”

The black clothes were really uncomfortable, and they happened to be hungry, so they went into a wine shop, one to eat, the second to change horses, and the third to rest.

The reason why he asked for a pot of light wine was because he was very melancholy.

Unlike Tsing Yi and Red Yi, his ancestors have been the people of Eland for generations. Four hundred years ago, his ancestors had always been a wealthy merchant in the Elan Kingdom, and his family's business spread all over the country. At the height of his family's heyday, the wealth of the entire Ilan royal family at that time was less than half of his family's wealth.

However, the sky is unpredictable.

According to genealogical records, 400 years ago, there was a great war between China and Iran that I don't know why, but I know that the result was that the Kingdom of Ilan was basically destroyed.

There are no eggs under the nest, and in this way, the family in black, the once incomparably brilliant family, after that war, also disappeared with the powerful Yilan Kingdom, which had been powerful for hundreds of years.

The genealogy records that after the Great War, his ancestors had spared no effort in supporting the country, and after the Great War, the king put his ancestors in charge of the country's finances, which were almost non-existent. And his ancestors, in gratitude for the king's kindness, vowed to serve the country for generations, protect the royal family, and always obey the royal family's orders.

The black man raised his glass and drank a glass of weak wine.

He didn't know what had happened four hundred years ago, or why his ancestors had sworn allegiance to a dead king. But for four hundred years, the family road has fallen to this point, which makes him a little sad.

Since the implementation of the "specialization" of Yilan Wujie, he, a person who is no longer useful except for actuarial calculations, although he is listed in the "Seven Great Sacrifices", has actually always been in a marginal position.

Therefore, he received an order to come to the Central Plains that day, which really surprised him. Although he didn't know why Ilantuba would give him such an opportunity, he must do it well!

Thinking of this, the black cloth raised his glass, drank the last drop of wine, got up and walked out.

He didn't dare to forget Zuxun. Even if he is now, his family is no longer what he used to be.

"Whoosh!"

Just as the black clothes were about to get on their horses, they only heard a "whoosh" sound, and a flying stone struck him! Fortunately, the black clothes had the ability to flash instantly, and when they heard the sound, they flashed to the side.

"Who?"

The black clothes shouted, and when they looked in the direction of the flying stone, they saw a black shadow suddenly flash.

"Stop!" black-clothed shouted, chasing after him.

"Whoosh!"

The black clothes had just chased him for less than three miles, when suddenly another flying stone hit him! The black clothes dodged again.

"Who are you, and why did you bring me here?"

Just as the black clothes flashed and stood up again, a man in black suddenly appeared a few steps away from him.

The black man knew very well that the man in black in front of him had brought him here on purpose.

"For your life!"

"Ahh

I saw that as soon as the man in black's voice fell, as soon as his body flashed, he heard a scream from the black-clothed man!

"Is that you?" the black cloth held a black cloth in his hand, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.

It turned out that although the black clothes were hit in the chest with a blow, they still grabbed the mask of the man in black.

"Yes, it's me!"

"Click!"

"Ahh

I saw that the man in black suddenly rushed towards the black clothes, only to hear the sound of broken bones, and the black clothes screamed and fell to the ground.