"We are members of the Nordic Union, and we were attacked by them last night. ”

The silver fox showed his weapon, it was a Qi Mei stick, and the funeral night remembered that the weapon he used before was not a Qi Mei stick, but a knife.

Perhaps seeing the suspicion of the fox on the night of the burial, the silver fox explained: "My sword broke during the battle, and this time there are more opponents than I imagined. ”

Funeral Night nodded, and then asked, "What kind of organization is the Chinese Alliance?"

"If anyone wants to tell you, you'll know. ”

"Seems mysterious?"

"Actually, there's nothing mysterious, it's just that the rules are like this!" the silver fox crawled back slowly, "Let's go! Get out of here for a while!"

"Are you instigated?" said Fu Ye, "since they are enemies, why don't you uproot them?"

"Just the two of us?" asked Silver Fox.

"Aren't you a heroic cultivator?"

"Yes, but I've just stepped into this threshold, and I'm still far from a true master. The silver fox pointed at two of them: "They are all heroic cultivators, and the other three are also young heroes and great perfection cultivators, do you think I have a chance of winning? It's because you look down on me too much!"

Funeral Night didn't speak, just stared at the crooked nuts resting against the tree.

From time to time, one of them took out a flower and sniffed it in his nostrils, looking very intoxicated.

Although it was not clear to see, the funeral night knew that it was a very high-grade medicinal material, and there were many such medicinal materials in Ziyun Mountain, and there were also many in the funeral night storage bag.

Except for the purple one, which he picked himself, the rest were all found from other corpses.

"You don't really want to kill them, do you?" said the silver fox was surprised, and could see that the funeral night was impulsive, not the impulse to make a show, but the impulse to see its prey like a wolf.

"I'd rather be a hunter than I can't do. "But you know, when you show fangs, or fangs, those self-righteous hunters will not be unscrupulous. ”

"Maybe you're right!" the silver fox nodded for the first time, and it was also the first time that the funeral night was pleasing to the eye. "The great monk said, you killed eleven heroes by yourself before, is it true?"

"He's not telling the truth!"

"I knew that the monk's mouth was wrong......

"Yes, the big monk didn't have the right mouth, he was jealous of me, because in addition to the eleven heroes, I also killed more than a dozen young heroes, but he didn't want to admit it. ”

Silver Fox: "......"

The silver fox did not agree with this legend from the beginning, it was not a little fake, it was really special and could blow.

But this time, the silver fox didn't refute, nor did he gnaw, for no reason, the silver fox chose to believe.

"Are you ready?" asked Funeral Night.

The silver fox nodded, and when he looked at it again, the funeral night had changed, he was wearing a top-level bronze suit, and the mask was gone, and he had become a middle-aged man with a very temperament.

The two briefly discussed some countermeasures, and then walked out of the grass on the night of the funeral, dignified and luxurious, not a ruffian in the market, but a typical successful person.

"Who are you?" When Crooked Nuts saw the night of the funeral, they all became vigilant and surrounded this side at the same time.

Funeral Night pressed his hand, "Come downwind, South Asian Alliance, a few friends from Northern Europe, right?"

Because of the relationship between the system, there is automatic translation software, and there is no communication difficulty.

"It turned out to be a friend of South Asia, why are you here?"

"I was attacked by the Chinese Alliance, and my people were scattered. Funeral Night asked, "I wonder if my Nordic friends are interested in working with me?"

"Cooperation?" led by the crooked kernel smiled: "How do you want to cooperate?"

"I know a pharmacy, a very good pharmacy. "Funeral Night snapped his fingers, and suddenly there was a starry sky flower in his hand, purple, with only three petals, very beautiful. "I stumbled upon it at the pharmacy, are you interested?"

The Crooked Kernel at the head didn't know this, and he couldn't see anything special, but the other Crooked Kernel was different, he was also an alchemist like Funeral Night, but he was not an ordinary alchemist, but a pinnacle existence.

"Black Bull, let's go and take a look! This flower may be a legendary starry sky flower, which is very precious!"

"Okay! let's take a look!" the crooked nut named Black Bull nodded, "Friend of South Asia, please do it on your behalf!"

"Please!"

Funeral Night led the way in front, he walked very slowly, and watched every step very seriously, "Nordic friends, haven't you noticed that Ziyun Mountain is very well-behaved? Anyway, I think it's very strange, and I also get lost!"

"That's right, we've been lost many times. "But the situation has changed in the last two days, and many mazes have disappeared. ”

"I feel it too, but it's always right to be careful!"

"Hmm!" Crooked Nut nodded, and the suspicion in his heart disappeared a lot, even if he was serious about "identifying the way" on the night of the funeral, it was actually a little too cautious, but Crooked Nut was not dissatisfied, as he said, it is always right to be careful.

The group walked for a long, long time, but they kept wandering around the woods.

"Friend, you're not trying to tease us, are you?" the black bull lost patience, and the man became frizzy.

"How is it possible, isn't our South Asian Union negotiating cooperation with the Nordic Union? In the future, we will be a family, how can I lie to you?"

"That's right!"

The forest is getting deeper and deeper, and it is getting darker and darker, and a clear spring gradually appears in front of you, and the bucket shape made of leaves at the funeral night is scooped into a bucket, and the water quality is sweet and delicious, cool and refreshing.

"Black Bull, do you want some?" asked Funeral Night.

"No, I've got water here!" the black bull took out the wine bag and took two sips.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion on the left, and then a dense crowd appeared, forty or fifty of them, all crooked nuts with high noses and blue eyes.

"Long Daxia, the dog buyer, finally see you!" the black bull greeted enthusiastically.

The funeral night was calm, still drinking water, but his heart was boiling, the markers along the way had long been broken, and the silver fox did not know where to go.

He said that he knew the location of the China Alliance, and originally wanted to invite Jun into the urn, but he didn't expect Jun to invite him, but instead got himself into the wolf's den.

"Long Daxia, come! Let me introduce you, this is Mr. Feng Li Li of the South Asian Alliance. ”

"Hello, Mr. Wind!"

"Mr. Feng, this is the dragon hero of the Eagle Delegation, from the United States. ”

"Hello, Dragon Hero!" Funeral Night stretched out his hand, indicating according to their etiquette.

Northern Europe, South Asia, plus the eagle, how many forces have come to Ziyun Mountain? It seems that there is more than that, right?

Black Bull is very respectful to Long Daxia, as for the title, it is not that Black Bull is polite, but the leader of the Eagle delegation is called Long Daxia, which is his name in the rivers and lakes, he likes this name very much, and thinks that this is the representative of Oriental Knight.

But the night of the funeral looks a bit nondescript and unpleasant.

(End of chapter)