Huang Ting

"Everyone, please look far away. The cold and solid mountain fortress in front of you is the end point of our trip, Biyou Dazhai!"

The tall, lively and cheerful beauty wears a peaked cap and waves a small red flag energetically, like a tour guide, introducing the scenery ahead to the group members behind her.

People and scenery complement each other, the people in front of the scenery are more beautiful, and the people behind the scenery are more secluded.

pity,

'It would be better if the beauty in front wasn't the Erweizi named Wang Zhenqiu.'

Zhang Chulan felt deep in her heart and looked in the direction Wang Zhenqiu pointed, with thoughts and suspicions hidden in her eyes.

When Hu Xiuwu sent him a message, he was looking for a boat to Nason Island, but before he could find it, Ma Xianhong appeared first.

Zhang Chulan could understand the intention of Hu Xiuwu's text message. The timing of Ma Xianhong's appearance was too coincidental, which made people think too much.

Zhang Chulan admits that he has a good eye for seeing people. During his last trip to the desert, he also came into contact with Ma Xianhong. But he did not think that Ma Xianhong was the kind of person who was deep-minded, scheming, and hypocritical.

On the contrary, Ma Xianhong is more like the kind of simple idealist who will judge others by himself. He feels that if he treats others wholeheartedly, others will treat him wholeheartedly.

He is enthusiastic and sincere, but he doesn’t understand people well. He always thinks that others are the same as he is. He never thought that there are actually more types of human personality than the types of tools in his hands.

Zhao Guizhen, who was executed by Hu Xiuwu in the desert, is an excellent example. That scum tortured seven children to cultivate the Seven Evils and cultivated his body. He was a complete scumbag.

It is such a person who can sneak into Ma Xianhong's side and is deeply trusted by Ma Xianhong. Ma Xianhong knows people poorly, but what about other high-level abilities?

It's possible that Zhao Guizhen's disguise was not noticed. Among them were Bi Yuan, the master of Gong Qing, the former head of Quanxing Dynasty, and Ding Zhangan, one of the two heroes.

This old fox can't see through Zhao Guizhen's tricks, but he just doesn't want to get involved in these things. He just wants to be like a historian, only recording without intervening.

'The focus of the action should still be on the superior tools and the person behind the scenes. My eldest nephew is easier to tell.'

The desert team and the team had jointly participated in King Nathan's security work a few days ago, and the temporary workers already had some tacit understanding.

Despite Wang Zhenqiu's playfulness, Zhang Chulan still had some compliments and complaints. But their formation never broke up. Wang Zhenqiu, who was good at melee combat, was in the front, and Xiao Zizai, who was a master of Shaolin martial arts, was in the back. Feng Baobao, who was first in perception, had strength.

The weakest one, Zhang Chulan, was in the middle, with Lao Meng, the beast master who acted as an apparent supporter, and Black Guan'er, the 'long-range shooter', in front of Xiao Zizai.

There are still several goshawks controlled by Lao Meng in the sky, hanging high and crowing warning.

Although it seemed that Biyou Dazhai was very close when I just looked at it, it took even the temporary workers an afternoon to walk from the hilltop where the temporary workers were standing to the hilltop where Biyou Dazhai was located.

It has been surrounded by Western Mountains.

"Zhang Chulan, your cultivation has grown very quickly."

Wang Zhenqiu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Zhang Chulan with scrutiny.

Temporary workers in other districts already know that Zhang Chulan is Feng Baobao's boss.

Although Feng Baobao is not bad in strength, his brain is obviously different from ordinary people. It cannot be said that he is a mediocre person, but his brain circuit for thinking about problems is different from ordinary people.

She is like a foolish old man. When ordinary people see a mountain or river ahead, their first reaction is to take a detour and find a bridge. But Feng Baobao's first reaction is probably to dig a hole and enter the water.

If you ask why, the line segment between two points is the shortest, you don’t even know, Guapi.

This kind of thinking that is very different from ordinary people makes Feng Baobao's sword surprisingly successful when he is on a mission, but jokes inevitably occur in daily life. Zhang Chulan, a cautious swordsman who doesn't want Bilian, is Feng Baobao's best sheath.

Just as they were hiking up the mountain, good old men like Lao Meng and Hei Guaner wanted to help Zhang Chulan, who was a little weak in cultivation. However, they saw that Zhang Chulan had a well-proportioned breath and light steps. Walking on the mountain was like an arc jumping, and he was fast and agile, far more than the day before.

His cultivation.

Although he has not yet caught up with Xiao Zizai and Black Guan'er, he is almost the same as his peer Wang Zhenqiu. If Wang Zhenqiu did not use raw masks and only relied on love to kill Matt and other miscellaneous students, he would no longer be Zhang Chulan's opponent.

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They hadn't seen each other for a few days, but Zhang Chulan had changed so much that Wang Zhenqiu was naturally curious about the reason.

'What's wrong, I haven't hidden my stupidity. I've been in Xuanwu Mountain for a long time, and I almost forgot that I'm here. I'm not a little Taoist priest with no reputation on Xuanwu Mountain.'

In his heart, he cursed himself for being negligent due to the comfortable life in Xuanwu Mountain, but Zhang Chulan was smiling with his nostrils turned upward, full of stinky farts:

"Even my master once said that I am extremely talented and I have a great uncle. Did you know that my uncle gave me Millennium Fire Ganoderma a while ago, which can bring me back to life and improve my cultivation."

Xiao Zizai said perfunctorily: "Oh. This is really amazing."

Lao Meng, who was a biology student, was very interested in genius treasures such as Fire Ganoderma and hoped that Zhang Chulan would talk about it.

But how could Zhang Chulan, a college dropout who worked as a temporary worker everywhere, keep up with the ideas of Lao Meng, a top student in the 985 Department of Biology?

Magical things like fire-like Ganoderma should be cultivated and studied in laboratories. Even if we can only develop a medicine with 1% efficacy, it is still worthwhile.

In the end, it was the boss who brought the topic back: "I digressed. Chu Lan's cultivation has improved, which will also help his actions. When he arrived at Biyou Dazhai, he asked Chu Lan to meet him again as agreed in advance.

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Wang Zhenqiu is too out-of-the-box, Lao Meng is a bit introverted, Black Guan'er and Xiao Zizai are from a military background, while the other only knows how to kill people, and Feng Baobao, who has intermittent mental illness.

Among the several temporary workers, Zhang Chulan is really suitable to be a diplomat and negotiate with new people.

It can be seen that the character of the temporary workers is indeed worrying, but Buyao Bilian has become a serious person.

Zhang Chulan nodded, and promised with a big chest: "Don't worry, I will handle Ma Xianhong with my hands."

When they approached the gate of Biyou Dazhai, several people stopped talking and stopped talking.

Biyou Dazhai looks like a combination of a submarine and a luxury yacht. Although it has a ship building, there are no guardrails and the deck is smooth and free of trivial debris.

But at Biyou Dazhai, which is buried in the mountains, a three-meter-high wall has been erected.

The Nine Deaths Jingling Armor with sharp spikes and green copper flowers are entangled together to form a bronze thorn wall.

Looking at the edge of the fence, there are also the remains of a wild boar that accidentally hit the thorn fence, causing its flesh and blood to be sucked dry, and became a mummy.

The black iron mountain tower glows with cold light, and the bronze wall sucks blood and flesh.

Don’t blame Wang Zhenqiu for complaining:

"It's just like the Demon Cult station in the story."

As soon as Wang Zhenqiu finished speaking, the Nine Death Jingling Armor in front of the temporary worker squirmed, revealing a doorway open to traffic.

Inside the wall, Ma Xianhong led the root implement and had been waiting for a long time.

Ma Xianhong looked unkind, and the other superiors also had angry eyes.

After all, last time, they kindly gave the temporary workers a ride.

However, Zhang Chulan turned back and refused to admit his guilt. First he stole many of their bite bags, and then took away Bi Yuan who was in the upper root weapon.

The new people don't have the slightest favorable impression of him.

But Zhang Chulan did not panic at all, strode forward, and said to Ma Xianhong: