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Seeing the farce still going on, Han Ling twitched the corner of his mouth and turned back quietly.

Following the recorded position, he immediately landed at the foot of the mountain on the outskirts of Xinzheng.

The mountain in front of him is hundreds of feet high, and the trees are standing up. Han Ling glanced around and found that there was no dark whistle. After that, he moved through the forest and went up the mountain.

Soon, he touched the edge of the cliff, and there was a long strange rock protruding above it, like a man-devouring beast.

The group of "Falcon" and Moya disappeared after they climbed to the cliff last night. If such a large amount of military salaries and numbers are to be hidden, there must be a hidden cave above, and this cave, perhaps Right near the long, strange rock.

Han Ling's mind was like electricity, his toes were a little on the jagged rocks of the mountain, and he flew straight up like a harrier. In order to prevent the dark whistle on the cliff to monitor the situation below, he planned to go up from the side covered by the mountain to have a look.

On the top of the cliff, fragrant grass is like meadow, miscellaneous trees and flowers, and the field of vision is extremely wide. Han Ling squatted down, looked down from the edge, and found something strange at a glance!

The long strange rock protrudes from the cliff like a bird's nest that has been pecked out, and at its end there is a dry cave.

The strange rock just blocks the front of the cave, no matter which angle you look up from the bottom of the mountain, it just blocks the entrance of the cave.

Sure enough, there is a cave here, Han Ling's eyes flashed, and the design was quite subtle.

At this moment, two powerful soldiers wearing falcon masks were holding hands on the protruding strange rock, monitoring the movement below the cliff.

Han Ling opened his hand, and a decorative bronze sword appeared from his backpack. He held his breath, aiming for an opportunity, and suddenly attacked!

The two Falcon soldiers with cold eyes were startled, and suddenly looked up, the swords were like lightning, glimmering in the shadows, and two blood flowers were floating.

The two Falcons collapsed, clutching their throats weakly, and the mechanized electronic sound rang, "Kill the 53-level soldier, codenamed Falcon [-], level up"

"Kill level 53 soldiers, codenamed Falcon 3, level up, get a total of [-] attribute enhancements."

Han Ling fell to the ground suddenly, and looked into the dark cave several people wide, the figures scattered inside, and the cold armor shone with dim light.

"There is an enemy!" With a bright red name on his head, Falcon responded immediately, and a dozen swords were slashed in the blink of an eye.

Han Ling sneered, the long sword in his hand flashed like lightning, and the last one came first, forming a sword curtain, and the golden iron groaned, and the blood flowers splashed.

A series of electronic sounds continued to sound, "Kill level 50 soldiers, codenamed Falcon [-], experience improvement"

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"Kill level 52 soldiers, codenamed Falcon [-], and level up."

More than a dozen falcons fell one after another like weeds and louvers. Han Ling stepped on his foot, as if shifting his position, and floated into the cave. The inside was more spacious and the number of people was more. He rushed forward in an orderly manner, and the swords were shining brightly.

Han Ling snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand was transformed without a trace.

Amidst the screams, most of the falcons died on the spot without even seeing the sword shadow, and the tight formation collapsed in an instant.

......

"Kill a level 55 soldier, codenamed Falcon 12, level up, get a total of [-] points of attribute enhancement, attributes that can be enhanced: strength, whether to strengthen"

As the last Falcon fell clutching his neck, the spacious cave was empty, Han Ling nodded, "Strengthen"

The words fell, and a stream of heat surged up and down from his feet and circulated throughout his body. Han Ling squeezed his fist, and there was a strong humming between his muscles and bones.

This strength was finally overpowering, Han Ling chuckled and looked at his message.

Name: Han Ling (level 58)

Identity: South Korea's tenth son (charm +2 (-5), famous swinger in Xinzheng, South Korea, ignorant and incompetent in love, charm to people with ulterior motives increases, otherwise decreases, disguise identity: Xinzheng mysterious master Lu Xiaofeng)

Abilities: Sacred Heart Technique (Volume [-]), Intentional Ascension to Immortal Steps, Breath-holding Secret, Conscious Finger, Evil Sword Manual (full version).

Attributes: Strength 68 (was 5), Agility 87 (was 3, can be enhanced by obtaining attribute points at level 84), Constitution 87 (was 5, can be strengthened by obtaining attribute points at level 82), Charisma 9285 (was 90 , attribute points cannot be strengthened, need facelift)

Backpack: 100 gold, one ingot for water consumption.

What the hell is plastic surgery... Han Ling complained bitterly, but fortunately, this young master is not bad. He looked back into the cave, and large bronze boxes were stacked in the depths.

When I opened one, a golden luster suddenly appeared, as if the inside of the hole was brighter.

Put it all away for me!Han Ling's heart was shaken, and he was overjoyed. A faint light flashed in the hand on it. The broken gold in the box disappeared immediately and appeared in the backpack. Although it was the broken gold that had not been minted into gold coins, there were a lot of impurities in it. The value is quite different from that of gold coins, but it is better in quantity.

Looking at the amount of [-] pieces of gold inside, Han Ling immediately transformed into a diligent little bee and emptied the bronze boxes in the cave one by one...

Chapter [-] Qianlong Hall

There are more than ten boxes in total, which together are as much as [-] gold.

Not knowing whether Ji Wuye would vomit blood when he opened the box, Han Ling laughed wickedly and slyly, and closed the bronze box with a large line engraved on it. He turned around and walked out of the cave.

Thinking about the problem along the way, I remember that the middle volume of the Sacred Heart Art requires [-] gold, including the ones I just got, what should I do with the remaining [-] gold? Pills, plus some monthly tribute from Qijuetang, I don't know how many months it takes to earn enough.

With this calculation, Han Ling couldn't help but feel the urge to "borrow" one or two more military salaries, but he could only think about it. This time, the gap of [-] gold will be reduced by the Han Palace and some upper-level nobles. In recent years, the extravagant expenses can be blocked, but if there is another one or two, it is estimated that the army on the front line will have to mutiny directly.

Tsk, I don't know when the Emerald Tiger came out of Ji Wuye, but I miss you so much... money.

When he shook his head and sighed, he had already returned to his son's mansion, and Han Ling's face suddenly changed into a smirk.

Leisurely walking past the Han Baidao in the small garden of the arch, he saw a rectangular table on the corridor. The two figures were sitting on the brocade mat and chatting about something. Not far away stood the twins who served as the host's host. Han Ling was slightly surprised. , Aren't those two just the tenth elder brother who keeps stinking, but is close to the tight red lotus and the cheap ninth elder brother Han Fei who just came back yesterday?

The twins had sharp eyes and were the first to spot Han Ling, and said softly, "Young Master"

While chatting, Honglian turned her head to see Han Ling appearing, her eyes lit up, and she said tenderly, "Ten Brothers!"

Han Ling smiled and nodded to the three of them. He walked to the main seat on the side of the table and sat down. The twins knelt down and poured wine on both sides. He looked at Honglian and joked, "I thought you didn't come over this morning. If you have a real brother, you don't want my ten brothers anymore."