When Zhou Fan arrived at the patrol camp, it was almost noon.

He went to see Huang Fushi first and asked if the people from Yiluan Si in Tianliang had arrived, but Huang Fushi shook his head with a worried face.

This seems a little unusual, the Yiluan Division, which was supposed to arrive early in the morning, has not yet arrived.

On the contrary, the warriors sent by the two villages have arrived, and they have been taken down to rest.

Zhou Fan turned around and went to the armory, he wanted to find a scabbard, but the Xingfrost Rust Knife had a unique blade, and there were very few suitable scabbards, so in the end he could only find one that could barely make do.

As for the giant knife, because there was no Lijin talisman, Zhou Fan didn't bring it.

Zhou Fan came out of the armory, he wondered if there should be a problem on the way, if he didn't come again, he would find a quiet place to practice his sword.

However, standing in front of the armory, he soon saw two patrolmen walking into the camp with three men.

The Yellow Fu Master, who had been stopping to watch, greeted him with a happy face.

The one among the three was the Yiluan Si Anton whom Zhou Fan had seen before, who had returned with an ice blue wine gourd tied around his waist, and a half-human-high oak wine barrel on his back.

As for his two people on the left and on the right, they are even more special.

One is the old woman, the old woman's hair is as white as snow and frost, but she has a pair of black eyebrows, her face has a figure of eight lines on her face, her face and lips are so white that there is no blood, like a dead person dug out of a grave, she only has a talisman bag tied to her body, and she holds a large iron box on her left shoulder, and her face does not show any effort.

The other is a child of seven or eight years old, this child is dressed in brocade clothes, his face is like green jade, carved in pink and jade, he has a pair of narrow hanging eyes, giving people a sense of gloom, and his eyebrows are even more arrogant, and he has a short dagger with red jade on the sheath and a yellow cloth charm bag tied around his waist.

The child's face was blue and jade, and he didn't look like a normal human being with the old woman, which made Zhou Fan secretly surprised.

However, Zhou Fan just stood aside and watched, without the intention of rushing over, after all, he was not from Yiluan Division, and it was not appropriate for him to go over without anyone calling him.

Huang Fushi politely welcomed the person into the assembly room, and soon he stepped back and said a word to the two patrolmen at the door.

The patrol members hurriedly trotted away.

Huang Fushi walked around and saw Zhou Fan looking at him with his arms folded.

Huang Fushi walked towards Zhou Fan, and he beckoned to Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan walked over and asked, "Is there only three people here from Yiluan?"

Even though Zhou Fan had already seen the strength of Yan Hui, what they had to face was the cocoon tree, were these three really enough?

Master Huang nodded and said, "If there weren't only three of us, we wouldn't have asked the martial artists of our three villages to help, Lord Yan is inside, do you want to go in and see him?"

Zhou Fan shook his head, he and that Yan returned from being friends on a one-sided basis, and the other party gave him a pot of wine, if he said how familiar he was, it might not be.

If Yan Hui was the only one in the room, Zhou Fan might meet him and thank him for the wine he gave last time, but now there are two strangers in the room, so it would not be appropriate.

"That's right, you can talk about the old later, and it's important to get down to business now. Master Huang Fu didn't persuade again, he said again: "Lord Yan asked all the martial artists who participated in the crusade to come and gather, and I have already asked people to call them." ”

After a while, the warriors of the three villages gathered on top of the camp.

Huang Mao's two talisman masters took Zhou Fan's four warriors from Sanqiu Village aside and discussed in a whisper.

"According to Lord Yan's orders, only one person can be left in each village to garrison, and we now have six of our warriors in Sanqiu Village, and only one of the five can be left to garrison. Huang Fushi said slowly, "Brother Mao and I are the runes of Yiluan Division, and this battle is a must. ”

"Then which of the four of you will stay in Sanqiu Village?" Huang Fushi looked at Zhou Fan and the others, "I suggest that Luo Cunzheng stay." ”

Now Luo Litian's strength is the weakest among the four, and he is the village leader, whether it is the affairs of the village or the patrol, he can handle them properly, so Huang Fushi suggested this.

Zhou Fan, Lu Kui, and Wrinkle Shen did not object to this.

The matter of Sanqiu Village's crusade against the cocoon tree was so simple and decided.

Zhou Fan glanced at the martial artists in the camp, there were five martial artists in Mangniu Village this time, and the three Song Fu masters of the last exploration team were among them.

As for the Hidden Belly Village, there were originally six warriors including the Fu Master, but two of the exploration team died, and there were still four left, leaving one to garrison the village, and they had the least number of people joining the crusade team, only three.

There were a total of thirteen warriors from the three villages.

The warriors gathered together, Sanqiu Village and Mangniu Village had a conflict some time ago, and now the relationship between the two villages is at a freezing point, so naturally there is nothing to say.

As for the loss of a village leader and a young warrior in the exploration team, the two talismans and a middle-aged warrior from the Hidden Belly Village were in a heavy mood, and they were not in the mood to take care of the warriors of the two villages.

In the clearing next to the drum, the warriors of the three villages were in an eerie silence.

When Master Huang Fu saw that all the warriors had arrived, he went to the assembly room and invited the three of Yan Hui out.

Looking at the three Yan Huilai who were walking towards them, the warriors' faces were different, some of them recognized the three Yan Hui, and some simply didn't recognize any of them.

However, all the warriors were worried in their hearts, because there were only thirteen people who participated in the cocoon tree crusade, and only sixteen people, including the three people who returned to Yan.

The sixteen-person warrior team does not seem to be small.

But what they have to deal with is the cocoon tree, judging from the information obtained by the exploration team so far, the last time they chased and killed the exploration team, there were more than 100 tree cocoons, and these more than 100 tree cocoons are definitely not all, and there are definitely some of them left behind to guard the cocoon tree.

That is, the cocoons of a cocoon tree may be between one hundred and two hundred.

The people of the crusade team will probably face ten or a dozen Black Tour-level tree cocoons at a time, and maybe even mixed with Blood-Tour-level tree cocoons!

Even the Outbreak Rank Martial Artist is difficult to deal with more than ten such cocoons, and if they are asked to go on a crusade, what is the difference between that and sending them to death?

Zhou Fan also had such worries in his heart, standing in the crowd, he looked at the three Yiluan Divisions led by Yan Huilai, he was thinking about the problem that anyone could think of, Yan Huilai and the three couldn't think of it.

The three of them also asked everyone to gather over, and they may have already figured out how to deal with it.

Yan Hui approached, he first put down the oak barrel on his back, and the barrel sounded a dull sound of landing, stirring up some dust.

The white-faced old woman also put down the big iron box on her shoulder, and she retreated behind Yan Hui with an indifferent face.

Interestingly, the Qingyu kid was on the same line as Yan Huilai, and he didn't want to stand behind Yan Huilai. Horror Immortal Cultivation World