Fantasy: I Can Enlighten Everything

Everyone in the fire stove room pushed a simple trolley, yelling while walking around the gang.

The noise quickly attracted everyone's attention.

The wafting scent aroused the appetite of everyone, and when they saw the appearance of many Wu Wangs projected on the car, they were subconsciously taken aback.

Without him, the many martial kings of the Baizhan Gang have always been arrogant and unsmiling.

In that image, each of them was holding a portion of crab meat, thumbs up, and a honeyed smile on their faces!

Just when everyone was at a loss, everyone bit the bullet and shouted again:

"Huozaofang and Captain Wang Lin jointly launched the Beast King Crab Meat Pot. You can taste it with only ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety thousand spiritual jade. Don't come again when the opportunity is not lost. Buy it quickly!"

At this time, several nurseries in the Spirit Medicine Office came out from various places and said:

"I've eaten this, it's super delicious. Yesterday, Lord Wu went to the Huo Stove Room and it was full of oil! I want a portion!"

Under these effects, everyone stepped forward and rushed to buy.

Not long after, the entire Baizhan Gang became lively.

In a tent at the very center, Su Fei was summoning many Wu Kings to discuss the battle plan.

"The spies found out that the Pioneer Battalion was three hundred miles ahead of us, and the King of War deployed troops and plans to attack with all his strength. What suggestions do you have?" Su Fei said solemnly.

After a while of silence, Pan Ying said softly:

"When you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. Since his warlord wants to fight hard, then my gang of Hundred Wars may not be afraid of him, just fight."

Dog Yu was the first to object:

"That said, but I still need two hands to prepare."

He hasn't finished speaking, since ancient times, it has been a taboo to retreat without a fight!

But everyone at the scene knew the meaning of these words, and many Wu Wang frowned slightly at the moment.

A prospective king squeezed his tone:

"The deputy gang leader's opinion is different, why not break the boat? In the past few years, I have been fed up with the anger of the Pioneer Camp. In my opinion, let's do my best!"

Immediately afterwards, everyone expressed their opinions one after another, but after a certain period of time, those who advocated full action took the upper hand.

Su Fei was about to speak, but when he heard noises from outside, he frowned.

The sound of extremely magical shouts reached everyone's ears.

Everyone got out of the tent, and when they first saw their image, they immediately understood the meaning of Zhu Hao's words last night.

All of a sudden, a murderous aura was quietly released, and they could not wait to rush to the stove room to make Zhu Hao a thousand swords!

A member of the Huo Zhan Fang came forward and said softly:

"The last ten, only ninety-nine thousand spiritual jade, you want to buy as soon as possible!"

Su Fei gave a wink, and Kouyu understood it, and stepped forward and asked:

"This is Chen Feng's trick again? Since it is for the benefit of the robe, why do you still need to collect the spirit jade?"

The man sternly said:

"Captain Chen Feng said that now my gang is fighting the Pioneer Battalion and will consume a lot of materials. After discussing with several leaders, we decided to charge a certain fee for reconstruction after the war."

Many Wu Wang and Zhu Hao turned dark, cursing Zhu Hao thousands of times in their hearts.

Is this what people do?

Dog Yu bought all the remaining ten shares, and let the leaders share them after entering the tent.

Pan Ying and the others looked at the crab meat that they regarded as rare and delicious yesterday, and then listened to the shouts outside, they only felt that it was not a taste in their hearts.

On the other side, Zhu Hao looked at the soaring merit points on the system interface, and only felt that he had never been so comfortable.

Among those Martial Kings, Pan Ying alone contributed dozens of points to him!

At this time, a warrior from the Elixir Department opened the curtain and walked in:

"Report to the captain that Ling Shi Guo has been completely processed. Do I need to wait for anything to prepare?"

Zhu Hao waved his hand:

"No, the rest are my parents and children. Do whatever you should do. By the way, how far is the Pioneer Camp now from me?"

The warrior thought slightly and said:

"A few days ago, spies said that they were wandering thousands of miles away."

Zhu Hao thought for a while and waved his hand to signal him to retreat.

He got up and looked at the outside world, thinking:

"It's time to end, the success or failure depends on tonight!"

At night, when he picked up the cultivated elixir and walked towards the burning stove, he almost ran into one person and was full!

The man subconsciously took a distance, pinned his right hand behind him, and apologized:

"It turned out to be Captain Chen Feng, who inadvertently bumped into the captain. I am really embarrassed."

The pinnacle of the soul-melting state, the real-world spirit, has not yet broken free from the first shackles, and Zhu Hao has a clear idea of ​​the strength of this person with just a glance.

Zhu Hao didn't care:

"Are you the person on duty during the day? Didn't you eat crab meat? You can't come to the stove room, the crab meat has been emptied."

The person reacted quickly:

"It's just like this. My subordinate wanted to come here to relieve my greed, but didn't find anything. I inadvertently bumped into the captain. I'm really sorry."

Zhu Hao waved his hand:

"Go away, don't run around in Lao Tzu's territory."

The man nodded repeatedly, turned and left.

"Wait." Zhu Hao stopped him again without taking two steps.

"What's Captain Chen's instructions?" the man asked respectfully.

Zhu Hao said gently:

"The things in the stove room are not allowed to leak out, otherwise I will twist your head off as a chamber pot!"

The man was obviously relieved, nodded and left here.

Zhu Hao entered the room, and he was relieved when he noticed that no one was around.

But his heart is not peaceful.

Bajie asked:

"That person has a problem? The breath doesn't seem right."

Zhu Hao nodded and slowly uttered a few words:

"He is tainted with the breath of the King of War. If I guessed right, this should be the piece that King of War placed in the Baizhang Gang."

"Then why did he come to the Huo Stove Room? This doesn't seem to be worth noting, right?" Ba Jie was puzzled.

Zhu Hao said clearly:

"Of course there is nothing worth noting about the Huo Stove Room, let me check it out and talk about it."

Zhu Hao urged his soul power to the maximum, and he noticed what was wrong at a glance.

Ling persimmon juice!

He asked:

"If the two armies are about to fight, and a chess piece is placed in the opposing barracks, it happens to find that there is something that can be eaten by the whole army, the defense is lax and something goes wrong, and the chess piece will never be found. Would you do it?"

Ba Jie did not even think about it:

"Of course it will, whoever doesn't do it is a fool!"

"It seems that they think so too. It's a coincidence. I don't even know what to say." Zhu Hao smiled.

The eight precepts wake up like a dream:

"They moved their hands and feet on the spirit of persimmon juice? But even if it is poisoned, a small dose of the poison will not have any effect, and a large dose will be found immediately. Doesn't this require you to blame it?"

The corners of Zhu Hao's mouth rose, and said slowly:

"This is where the man thinks he is smart. He has given some elixir that can suppress the movement of the aura. It is colorless and tasteless, and will not be easily noticed by others, but this is where there is a gap between us."

Ba Jie was bored and said:

"Can you stop selling it? Sure enough, the heart of playing tactics is dirty!"

"Some things look non-toxic and harmless, but they are poisonous when put together. Of course, I am not poisonous. At best, they will remember this battle for their entire lives. There will be a good show tomorrow." Zhu Hao smiled.

He still has one more word to say. Tomorrow, his merits will increase sharply!

Bajie still has some doubts:

"You are so sure that tomorrow?"

Zhu Hao looked at the persimmon juice in front of him:

"I don't know this, but the King of War told me."

Ba Jie was startled, and suddenly thought of the undercover!

He must have gotten some news, otherwise, once things are exposed, he will die first!

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