Longevity begins with Orion

In the black market,

Zhongshi, which became a forbidden area, still has not reopened.

Businessmen are used to it.

At this time, they began to call in the servants and were busy disposing of the corpses. These corpses were beautiful yesterday, but today they have become vicious and blood-stained dead people.

During the busy time, no one could see that there was a slight change in the original duty room in Nazhong City.

These changes had not occurred before, but they occurred when so many, so close, and so consecutively cursed people died.

There was some strange musty smell wafting from the dark bed. The bed creaked, but not from top to bottom, but from bottom to top. It seemed that something was rising under the bed and squeezing the bed board. .

There was a strange banging sound on the door in the silence, as if someone was trying to break the door open from the inside.

But the door didn't open

The rough banging sound turned into a rapid knocking sound, the knocking sound turned into the sound of scratching on the door, and the sound of scratching the door turned into the sound of mopping the floor, and then it returned to dead silence, no one heard it, no one knew it.

A few days later.

The autumn wind picked up fallen leaves one after another, blowing across the boundless gray sky, then slowly and gradually fell on the muddy field roads, being trampled by the muddy legs of the hurriedly walking past.

Many people are running to the fields, more and more.

The sound of crying and fighting soon started.

"God, why? Why?"

"Bad harvest. Bad harvest again."

"Why?"

An old farmer squatted silently at the edge of the field, raised his hand to scoop up a handful of soil from the field, rubbed it gently with his fingers, and the soil melted away, revealing a lot of gravel inside.

The old farmer stared at the gravel in silence for a long time, until a young farmer beside him shouted: "Uncle Tian, ​​Uncle Tian, ​​what should we do?"

They are farmers, but the fields are no longer theirs. There is a bottom line for the grain they have to hand over to the owner of the fields every year.

There was a bad harvest the year before last, a bad harvest last year, and an even worse harvest this year.

In the past two years, I could barely hold on with an empty stomach. I sweated and cried, hoping for a good harvest this year, but the result was even worse.

"Uncle Tian, ​​my family just gave birth to a baby. The family didn't have enough to eat, and now they have more mouths to eat. What should we do?" The young farmer frowned and almost cried. He had heard about selling dolls, but he If he doesn't know how to sell, how can he sell his own child?

The old farmer said nothing. He looked at the gravel in his palm and lowered his head sadly.

It’s not that they didn’t plant this field well, it’s that

This field is no longer good.

the other side.

The dazzling blood-red meat field looked like a ball of flame.

At this time, the new field caretaker was sitting on the edge of the field.

This Kantian person is Fang Chengbao, one of the Fang brothers.

This location was specially chosen by Tie Sha, because the side of the meat field is actually a very good place for cultivation. Although the environment is a bit harsh, it is clean on the one hand, and the blood is rich on the other, which makes it easy to practice.

In the meat field, big lumps of meat are growing strangely. During the meat production period, the temperature in the field is high. It is not suitable to go to the field at this time. After two days, Fang Chengbao can call some handymen to help and let the handymen wear iron. Shoes go to the fields to cut meat.

Originally, these tasks were done by the city guards, but all the city guards died, so the city guards and meat cutters became handymen.

Fang Chengbao was looking at this acre of meat field. Suddenly his expression changed and he looked towards the center of the meat field from a distance.

over there,

The flesh that grew out seemed to have undergone a mutation, losing its original height and appearing to "stand out from the crowd."

Fang Chengbao rubbed his eyes and stared at the meat in the center in disbelief.

He looked at it for a long time, and suddenly his Adam's apple rolled. He swallowed and said in an unbelievable tone: "Eighth grade. Eighth grade meat. Eighth grade meat grew in the meat field!!!"

Fang Chengbao knew very well what the growth of eighth-grade meat in the meat field meant. This meant that the number of seventh-grade strong men in a force could increase, which meant that the force could be safer.

In the torrent of troubled times, only the strong can be as stable as a mountain and not be destroyed!

There is not a lot of meat in the middle, and it can fully support three eighth-level people to continue eating, and then break through to the seventh-level.

Fang Chengbao turned around and shouted wildly: "Bumpy harvest!! Big bumper harvest!! Unprecedented bumper harvest!!"

The sound of laughter, the sound of joy, overflowing with

“The harvest is bad again.

I really have expectations inexplicably, but I always feel that these expectations should not be had. "

The landlady sighed, and he glanced downstairs.

Still busy with traffic.

Yinxi can be said to be the most prosperous and safest place in Shanbao County.

But she knew that she didn’t know what it looked like outside Yinxi Square.

She could open two more porridge shops, but it would only be a drop in the bucket, so what would be the use?

"Food prices will become more and more expensive in the future, and copper coins will become less and less valuable, and the world will become more and more chaotic. Order will become more and more disorganized. I don't know what your husband is thinking?"

The proprietress held her chin and looked at the gray sky in the distance. After thinking about it, she went out and called to a waiter in the building: "Lin Silang, have you seen Grandma Yan?"

The busy man without a beard raised his head.

This man was Lin Silang, who used to make wine. After he was injured, he was transferred out of the winery and helped in the restaurant. At this time, he also lost his fluffy beard and looked quite fair.

Hearing this, Lin Silang hurriedly said: "Madam boss, Grandma Yan just went out and said she had appointments with some ladies from other families."

The proprietress said: "Grandma Yan, please tell me when she comes back."

"Okay." Lin Silang said hurriedly.

At night.

Li Yuan hugged the two ladies, and after some play, he let out a dull groan, leaving only the lingering sound of rapid breathing.

But the boss lady doesn't seem to have enough recently, her long legs are twisting and turning.

Lady Yan giggled beside her.

Li Yuan was very energetic, so he gently kissed the beautiful woman's forehead, looked at the lotus leaf silk bag surrounded by white snow, and then started picking lotus leaves in the shallow water again, lowering his head to play with lotus seeds.

It took a long time before it calmed down.

A low whisper sounded from the pillow.

"My boss, the harvest has been bad again this year. Sister Yan and I discussed it and felt that if each family could relax the amount of grain that farmers turn in, more people could survive.

Sister Yan also said that she could chat with other people through her tea party to see if it was possible. "

"Yes, Mr. Xue, the harvest has failed every year. If each family still maintains a high amount of food turned in, it is likely to cause more and more unrest. Sister Xue and I would like to ask your opinion."

Li Yuan asked: "Will they agree?"

Mrs. Yan said: "So, maybe I have to pull Elder Li's big tiger skin."

Elder Li?

Li Yuan felt strange when he heard this title.

He didn't know what Tie Sha was thinking, because Tie Sha made him the elder without asking anything.

Two elders died in the Blood Knife Sect, so two more need to be added.

One of them was given to Fang Jianlong.

Fang Jianlong was originally the first person in the eighth level of the inner sect. He broke through to the seventh level in the battle against the Sun family a few days ago. Now he is in retreat in the inner city in order to consolidate his realm and improve his skills as soon as possible.

He deserves to be an elder.

And the other one was given to him.

The reason is that he is the demon master.

It's that simple.

If someone else made the designation rashly, the disciples might still question it, but the prestige of Iron Killer was too strong. When he pointed at Li Yuan, some people questioned it, even in private.

Why should a mere eighth-grade person be an elder?

Zhao Yi and Zhao Chunxin are more suitable than him!

Demon Master? What kind of demon does he control?

Shit luck, really shit luck all the way

I definitely have these words, but I mostly mutter them in my heart and don’t dare to say them out loud.

Even if it comes out, Li Yuan doesn't take it seriously.

He understood that Tie Sha saw the clues, and he also understood that Tie Sha saw that "the ancestor of the Blood Knife did not want to reveal his identity", so Tie Sha erased all "the possible flaws of the ancestor of the Blood Knife".

Not only that, Tie Sha himself no longer conducted any investigations. He just made him an elder, and what he had to do was what Elder Liu originally did, which was to manage internal affairs and distribute passes and so on.

But considering that he needed to practice and tame demons, these matters were temporarily handled by Tie Sha's subordinate A'er.

To put it simply, he now enjoys the status of an elder without having to do anything.

At this time, Li Yuan was silent for a moment. As the elder of the Blood Knife Sect, he naturally knew everything about the sect, so he also knew that this year's meat field would have an unprecedented bumper harvest.

Not only was there a good harvest, but there was also eighth-grade meat. This eighth-grade meat was enough to supply three or four eighth-grade people to grow into seventh-grade perfection.

Normal people can infer that "failure in farmland" and "bumper harvest in meat fields" are connected.

Li Yuan thought for a moment and said, "Let me ask the sect master for instructions first."

Mrs. Yan giggled and said, "I just said that you will help me, right?"

"Yes," the landlady said softly, leaning against Li Yuan's side, "my husband is a good person."

The next day, Li Yuan took the opportunity to visit Tie Sha and told him that "a bad harvest may cause unrest, so he wanted to see if he could get the big households in the county to reduce the amount of grain handed over by farmers."

Tie Sha had no objection and just let him do it.

Li Yuan also asked if he should use the name of the gang to make the farmers feel grateful to the gang.

Tie Sha just said, if you want to pull the blood knife door to make tiger skin, then go ahead, but if you just want the farmers to be grateful, don't do it.

A good reputation will bring about moral kidnapping, and a sect is not suitable for moral kidnapping. In addition, if there is a good person in a sect that does all evil, this good person can come out to make adjustments at critical moments.

Li Yuan doesn't want to be kidnapped by morality, but he still has to do it. Firstly, he has suffered through it. Secondly, he has traveled through time. He has seen peaceful times. Thirdly, he doesn't want what happened to him. In the turmoil, who can kidnap him?

The next day.

Mrs. Yan began to hold a tea party with her best friends to discuss "reducing the amount of grain handed over by farmers", and each of her best friends said they would go back and discuss it.

And above the Silver River.

The black-topped boat was swinging across the lake, and Li Yuan stood on the bow wearing a mysterious robe. However, this mysterious robe was not the uniform of the Blood Blade Sect, but just one that Lady Yan bought for him when she and her girlfriends were shopping. robe.

As he stood, he scanned the data of the people around him, but he didn't see anyone surpassing the Iron Sect Master, or even getting close.

Since he could kill an Iron Sect Master with one blow, this environment made him feel quite at ease.

Soon the boat docked, and the boatman said respectfully: "Elder Li, please go slowly."

Li Yuan returned the gift with a smile, and got off the boat with the wine jar at his feet.

Along the way, people in the black market saw him and saluted respectfully.

"Elder Li."

"Hello, Elder Li!"

"Elder Li, good morning."

No one calls me Mr. Li anymore, because the elder and the worshiper are on the same level. If I call him Mr. Li again, isn’t that an insult?

After a while, Li Yuan arrived at the north gate of the black market. When he saw the man wandering around in the unknown booth, he walked quickly carrying the wine jar.

Even if Master Li didn't turn around, he knew the footsteps of his disciples, so he opened his eyes, slowly sat up, glanced behind him, and said: "You are already an elder, why don't you wear your elder clothes? Instead, you wear ordinary clothes." plainclothes?"

Li Yuan sat next to him and patted the seal away.

Mr. Li skillfully took out two wine glasses.

Li Yuan poured it for the teacher first, then poured it for himself, and then said: "Teacher, please don't laugh at me, the students are already very panicked, how can they dare to put on that tiger skin again?

Come on, come on, this is the last jar of this year's old Chunmeng wine in the building. After much thought, it's better to use it to honor the teacher. "

Master Li laughed, but looked at the disciple in front of him with a very complicated expression.

He couldn't see through.

I can't see through it.

Something must have happened that made Tie Sha appoint him as the elder.

Mr. Li knew very well who Tie Sha was. If he hadn't been in this corner of the county, or if he hadn't been just a seventh-grade man, Tie Sha would have been a powerful man with great talent and great strategy.

Tie Sha has decided that Li Yuan will be the elder, so Li Yuan must be worthy of this position.

Why does Li Yuan deserve this position?

Why?

The allied forces of the Sun and Wei dynasties lurked patiently, moved the tiger away from the mountain, planned and then moved, and attacked the city in one fell swoop. Just when they were about to succeed, they were completely defeated.

And everything is because of the Blood Knife Ancestor.

Li Yuan, is he related to the Blood Knife Ancestor?

Or.

A vague shock and horror flashed in Li Yu's eyes, and his Adam's apple suddenly rolled. He suddenly looked up at the young man with clear eyes who was raising his wine glass, and suddenly laughed at himself: How is that possible?

Then he suddenly asked: How is it impossible?

But is it possible, and does it really matter?

"Teacher, students, here's a toast to you." Li Yuan raised his glass with both hands.

Li Yu also raised his glass.

Li Yuan knocked his cup against the edge of the teacher's cup, drank it all in one gulp, and said with a smile: "It's better to have a drink with the teacher."

Li Yu smiled and asked Li Yuan about the progress of his sword training, and finally said softly: "There have been more things on the black market recently. You can go and take a look when you have time."

As he said that, he raised his glasses again and clinked them, and said softly: "You are not allowed to show the register to anyone now, but if you want to see it, come in the evening and I will give it to you quietly. You can return it quietly after reading it."

"Thank you, Teacher." Li Yuan will never forget who took him out from among the disciples and accepted him as his disciple, and who not only protected him but also took good care of him.

Half a month later.

Li Yuan, who was wearing a mask, high-heeled boots, and a Secloth cloak, after reviewing the registration book in advance last night, quickly came to a stall in the black market, pretended to pick up the book and flipped through it casually. , and then put it down again.

After he flipped through it several times, and seeing the fierce man in blue who was setting up the stall looking increasingly impatient, he seemingly picked a book at random and said, "Isn't it true?"

"This is a copy, from far away. Aren't I causing trouble for myself by selling fakes?" The man in blue snorted coldly, and then said, "I have been selling goods here for a long time, not just once or twice. .

But the copy is definitely different from the original. Don’t blame others if you can’t practice the copy.

However, as long as you practice properly, there will definitely be no problem getting started. With my copy here, getting started is guaranteed. "

Li Yuan naturally knew this, otherwise he would not come to this man to buy it, so he responded and quickly looked through it.

The book he got was not a skill, but a skill, but it was a rare coherent skill from the ninth to the seventh level. Although it was a marksmanship, Li Yuan guessed that it might contain secrets similar to the "Three Swordsmen of Spring and Autumn". That’s why I came to buy it.

Li Yuan looked through it quickly and felt that there was no big problem with the pictures and texts, so he asked: "How to sell it?"

The man glanced at it and said, "300 taels of gold."

"Can it be cheaper?" Li Yuan glanced at the standard "eighth-level warrior values" above his head, and then grabbed a few golden beans from his arms. His palms were like molten fire, with rich energy and blood floating around them. Almost showing a deep black color, he stretched the golden beans at will, knitted them, and twisted them into a small twist.

The man looked at his hand and said, "How much money do you want?"

"100 taels of gold." Li Yuandao.

"It's impossible, the price is too low."

“But this isn’t a ghost market, and there aren’t many guns in this county.

Even if you use a gun, it still has a family heritage and I won’t buy your copy.

If you carry so many skills and wander around outside, you won't be able to sell them until the Year of the Monkey and the Horse.

And maybe there will be danger? "

The man was stunned for a moment, but his eyes were fixed on the other person's hand, feeling the blood that was not concealed at all. After realizing that the other person might be a stranger to the seventh grade, he suddenly said: "Sell the 50 taels of gold to the senior."

Li Yuan:? ? ?

The man chuckled and said, "My junior's surname is Chen and my given name is Shuang. Senior, please take good care of me."

Li Yuan didn't say much, just threw the gold over and said: "100 taels, one tael is a lot."

After that, he put the booklet directly into his arms and quickly left the black market.

There were two people who were sneaking behind him, but after seeing his hand, they quietly evacuated.

Li Yuan glanced at the two people silently.

He remembered that no one had followed him so blatantly before, and there were not so many people in the black market before.

He walked quickly and glanced around again.

“There are more and more unfamiliar faces.”

"This means that the aftermath in the Central Plains has arrived."

A few more days passed.

Li Yuan changed his clothes. He was of normal height, but slightly stooped, and he was holding a cane in his hand.

Because he knew in advance what items would be available after the market opened today, he quickly positioned himself and arrived at the target stall. He pretended to flip through the book, then grabbed a book of exercises and sighed in a hoarse voice: "Forget it. Just buy a copy and burn it for Brother Gu, it will be considered as fulfilling his dream."

After that, he looked at the stall owner and said, "Boss, how much does it cost?"

This is a seventh-grade solitary skill for taming animals, which is quite difficult to sell.

The stall owner didn't expect to sell it so quickly, so he suddenly became more motivated. After talking with Li Yuan for a while, he found out that the other party actually wanted to burn the seventh-level skills so that his dead brother could be buried underground. Practicing this seventh-grade beast taming technique, after all, his brother had always wanted to become a great beast tamer, but he failed.

The stall owner was very "touched" after hearing this.

Li Yuan bargained very hard.

The deal was finally settled at 50 taels of gold. This price was already very cheap for a seventh-grade skill with an average price of 1,000 taels of silver.

The reason is also simple. Firstly, no one practices this, and secondly, the copy is much worse than the original. Even if you can practice it and get started, don't think about it, and sometimes you can't even achieve a small success.

Li Yuan returned to the inner city, and his house had been moved from No. 38 to No. 9.

House No. 9 is more luxurious and is closer to the Huyao Pavilion, the Puppet Room, and the Blood Fury Hall.

In addition, it is also equipped with a secret practice room.

This secret room is spacious and has good sound insulation. Even if you swing a big hammer and smash it around inside, you won't hear any movement outside.

At this time, Li Yuan stepped into the secret room.

From the light-transmitting opening of the secret room, a golden beam of light hangs down from the outside.

The light fell on the two exercise books.

A book on marksmanship is called "Huntian Marksmanship", but the writing is scrawled and the original words were crossed out. The four words "Huntian Marksmanship" were written in later. Obviously this gun is not called "Huntian Marksmanship".

"The black market that Mr. Li is looking at should be relatively well-regulated. It is said that it is from ninth grade to seventh grade. You can at least practice this level."

Another book on animal taming is called "The Essentials of Taming the Big Bird", which is a very magical name, but compared to "The Art of Taming the Wilderness", it obviously has a different focus.

"Since I can't find the life catalog for the time being, let's continue to practice skills horizontally."

Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and grabbed the gun beside him.

Huo!

The tip of the gun shook, and the blood-blocking red tassel exploded in mid-air.

The young man held the gun and looked determined.

The three styles of Spring and Autumn were integrated into one, and the creation of "Destroy the City" gave him confidence.

He also began to gradually understand the relationship between "skills" and "skills".

Kung Fu provides the basis for strength.

For example, for ordinary people, their blood is mortal blood, so every move is driven by mortal blood, and what they use is just the inertia and proficiency of their muscles.

As for warriors, they are shadow blood. What they cultivate in skills is not muscle inertia and proficiency, but the inertia of shadow blood.

It is relatively difficult to drive shadow blood. If you don't practice skills, you can only do simple operations such as letting the shadow blood emerge from the body surface to form a "blood shirt".

When practicing skills, shadow blood will run in the body in a unique trajectory when the skill is activated.

In other words, all "skills" activated through shadow blood are hidden in this trajectory.

It's just that it's extremely difficult for ordinary warriors to feel this trajectory in the opposite direction. Unless, like Li Yuan, he has perfected all three moves, created "City Destroy", and reached the peak of the seventh rank, he can see the ups and downs of the mountain at a glance. state.

In fact, even Li Yuan can only clearly perceive the trajectory formed by the "knife" in his body.

The young man practiced shooting and taming animals.

day and night

Time passed quickly again.

In a blink of an eye, more than two months have passed.

On this day, in the secret room, Li Yuan suddenly opened his eyes and patted the black weapon that was half an arm long in his hand.

With the flapping of his palms, the weapon rushed out with a "swish, swish", getting higher and higher in an instant, and the tip of the blade shone with a cold light.

This is a weapon that Li Yuan bought from the black market in recent days, and the price is a full 150 taels of gold. This is because the weapon is weird and the seller is not confident so he set this price.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the price was set, someone bought it as soon as the market opened the next day.

The seller was confused and wanted to raise the price again, but the buyer had disappeared without a trace.

This weapon is called the Dragon Sword and Spear.

It has a spear tip, but there are slightly curved blades on both sides. It can stab and cut. It is a knife and a spear.

More importantly, this is a weapon crafted by a puppet master.

When released, the weapon can be up to ten feet long. When contracted, it can be hidden in the sleeve, which is very convenient.

And its material is not ordinary metal, but an alloy that Li Yuan doesn't know how strong it is.

This weapon is at the same level as the horse-killing sword that Mr. Li gave him before, but it is more concealed to carry.

Two months' time,

Li Yuan practiced this marksmanship to perfection.

The method of taming animals is also perfect.

He glanced at the changed parts of his information:

[Name: Li Yuan]

[Added points: 767 points]

[Skills: Yin-gun serial gun level 9, level 8, level 7 (160/160)

Essentials of Big Bird Taming (160/160)]

"Sure enough, it's not some Huntian marksmanship, but this sinister serial gun."

"I guess it was a little famous, so the copyist changed his name before selling it.

In fact, the records in the book are not complete, but I only need to get started with cultivation. "

"Although this serial gun was not copied completely, the front part and the ending part were copied well.

When the spear enters Dacheng, it can produce a series of spears, which are fierce but silent, and can even collapse the heads of ten flies in a row.

But there are no flies in winter, so let’s use these hundreds of fallen leaves instead. "

Li Yuan glanced at the fallen leaves he had prepared in advance in the secret room, and blew them away in one breath. It turned into a cold wind, and more than a hundred dead leaves flew up instantly.

The young man also shot out instantly.

The gun came out silently, like a poisonous snake swimming in the cold darkness.

One shot, two shots, three shots. The shots came one after another, but there was no sound at all.

And the fallen leaves all over the sky collapsed at the sight of the gun, making a crackling sound.

After a breath or two, the dead leaves fell to the ground one after another. When I looked again, I saw that the dead leaves were only half broken.

Not only that, they all have broken leaf tips.

The other half was unscathed.

Li Yuan checked them one by one and found no mistakes.

However, this [Yin's Serial Gun] is obviously not as special as the [Spring and Autumn Sword]. These three styles are not systematic and extremely difficult to integrate, but they allowed him to vaguely see the trajectory of the "gun".

The young man turned his palm, and the originally silent gun suddenly turned into a knife. The blade suddenly vibrated violently, but when he was about to let out a sharp scream, the young man stopped his hand.

"It can still be used to destroy a city, not bad."

Immediately

The boy opened the secret room and walked outside.

There is light snow falling outside,

A bead-necked bird was hiding from the snow under the eaves, its body stiff.

The little bird heard the noise and couldn't fly when it saw someone approaching. It seemed that it had escaped the fate of being eaten by the refugees, but it could not escape the fate of freezing to death.

Li Yuan murmured to himself: "The essence of the big bird taming technique didn't actually improve me much, it just made it easier for me to tame seventh-grade large bird-like monsters.

But the total number of monsters I have tamed has not changed, so it has no special use.

However, after reaching perfection, it mutated again.

Originally I could only control twenty ants, but now I can control three ordinary birds, and with them I can see farther and hear more. "

He approached the bead-necked bird, and his strong affinity caused the bird to fly into the palm of his hand and make a "chirp" sound.

Li Yuan took the bird back to the house, warmed it up, and fed it some rice grains.

Then, a soul connection was established with Xiaoque.

The young man stood in front of the window, opened his hands, and encouraged the bird to fly into the snow.

The little bird flaps its wings and flies high.

The young man closed his eyes, but opened them again in the windy and snowy sky.

It seemed like he was spreading his wings in the sky, quietly looking at the snow-covered pavilions, houses and bridges under his feet, the dead trees dyed white, and the silver stream frozen.

"Finally, I don't have to crawl like an ant."

The young man made a pot of wine, poured himself a glass, and murmured, "In the future, we will have to raise birds at home."

Just as I was thinking about it, the door of the house opened, and the beautiful landlady wrapped in fur was seen. She held a jar of fine wine in her hand and said, "My boss, we have new wine today."

Li Yuan shouted: "Where did it come from?"

The proprietress shouted: "Recently, there have been more and more foreigners in the county. I am afraid they have all fled from the Central Plains. There are more and more products. The government can't control here, so you have to get busy."

At this time, in a mountain village outside Shanbao County, a man wearing armor and full of banditry was pacing back and forth.

Wherever he went, the smell of body odor spread.

This is General Qingxiang.

But at this time, General Qingxiang seemed very anxious.

"That man was also defeated, so he fled back from the Central Plains with the remaining army.

But the road is blocked due to heavy snow, so it should take a while, right?

And there are dangers on the road.

a month

It should be here in a month at most.

what to do?

I have to capture a county, otherwise there will be no city. As soon as that person arrives, I will have no choice but to be swallowed up.

Investigation, speed up the investigation! "

That night, General Qingxiang summoned his subordinates. Then he stood on the high rock and raised his voice in the wind and snow:

"I know some of you are from Shanbao County, some are from Tiannan County, and some are from Huamo County.

I don’t care what you were like in the past, you are all my soldiers now.

Now you have a chance.

Go find out information about these three counties, who can make a contribution?"

General Qingxiang glanced around with stern eyes, then patted his left side and said: "This position is definitely his.

However, things are done in secret, so I am only going to pick two people from each county to give it a try. "

Suddenly, everyone was in an uproar.

Brother Xiong was also very excited. He stared at the position on the left with burning eyes, then took a deep breath and jumped up and said: "General, general, I am from Shanbao County."

But Brother Xiong just jumped up, and many people from other places also jumped up, and several others were also fighting for Shanbao County.

"I am also from Shanbao County, and my cousin lives in Datongfang."

"What's the use of Datongfang? It's the most chaotic place. You can't get any information. My aunt lives in Yinxifang. Yinxifang is the heart of Shanbao County and is where the inner city of Xuedaomen is located. Are you arguing with me?"

Brother Xiong listened to everyone squabbling, and he felt his heart beating wildly, and suddenly shouted: "What do you have? I know Elder Li from the Blood Knife Sect!!"

But his words were quickly drowned out.

Brother Xiong shouted: "I know Elder Li and Little Master Li. I have hunted with him. He and I are as close as brothers! I"

He jumped and waved his hands, but he was drowned in the wind and snow, and no one cared.

However, General Qingxiang on the high platform narrowed his eyes and stretched out his hands to press around.

With this pressure, everyone calmed down.

General Qingxiang nodded to Brother Xiong and said, "What did you say?"

Brother Xiong heard the sudden silence around him, gasping for air, and a look of panic gradually appeared on his face, and then said: "I know Elder Li from the Blood Knife Sect, he and I used to be hunters in Xiaomofang.

My woman and his woman have a very good relationship. They used to be together. "

General Qingxiang's eyes were like daggers, and he asked in a hoarse voice: "Which Elder Li?"

Brother Xiong said: "Li Yuan! His name is Li Yuan! I have heard about it, he is an elder!"

General Qingxiang looked at him suspiciously: "I know Li Yuan, he is not simple."

After a pause, he corrected: "No, he is not simple.

Last spring, he just walked out of Xiaomofang and joined the Blood Knife Sect, but now his identity has completed the triple jump and become an elder.

You know him? "

Brother Xiong felt cold sweat, and said bravely: "I and I hunted together. My woman's name is Feng'er, and his woman's name is Yan Yu. They... they were good sisters before...hahahaha."

General Qingxiang stared at him, then smiled: "Okay!

If you can get on Li Yuan's line, you can find out the Blood Knife Sect's trump card clearly.

Even if we don't attack Shanbao County in the end, you will at least become my centurion! ! "

After that, General Qingxiang shouted again: "Come here, get the money and let him go down the mountain tonight!"

Attachment: Because the length of the chapter has become longer since it was released, Taohuasu cannot independently construct the combination of two short chapters, so I will use two large chapters in one. This is easier to control, sorry everyone.