Mo Xin garrisons, Mo Xin governments, the sewer in the northwest of the city, if it is not enough, retreat and wait for the future.

A few words and a very hurrying message were left by Xingyu. Zhang Yuan clenched his teeth and quickly exited the game and ran out. In the future, these three words made Zhang Yuan feel very bad.

Zhang Yuan is afraid of death, Zhang Yuan is afraid of good fortune, and Xingyu is also afraid of death. The difference is that Xingyu is better at seeking good fortune and avoiding evil. This guy seems to have the potential to be a deserter. In short, even if this guy can't beat others in every battle, he will always be able to escape from others. But this guy did not say anything like joining in a certain place, but instead said something like waiting for the future. This clearly stated the funeral. It is obvious that Xingyu is not confident that he can escape the pursuit this time.

Zhang Yuan is not unfamiliar with the sewer in the northwest of the city. It is the place where they were once destroyed by Muli in the present world. In order to train their reaction, Muli once conducted special training for them on the sewer in the northwest of the city. At that time, they complained that Muli was not humane and actually placed the special training location in such a foul place.

The underground passage was extremely dark, and Zhang Yuan ran quickly in it, and the sewage splashed from time to time. His trousers, clothes, and face were covered with black sewage, but he seemed to have no feeling.

The west of the city is extremely large, and the underground waterways are intertwined. I don’t know how long it is. Zhang Yuan ran rapidly in it, trying to concentrate his energy while sensing the surroundings.

The two sewers ran down but did not survive at all. Zhang Yuan's face gradually showed a desperate expression on Longshang. His eyes looked like death. If Xingyu and Mo Bai died at the same time, Zhang Yuan himself could not guarantee that he could still guarantee that he would not lose his mind.

There were three levels of sewer in the west of the city. Zhang Yuan finally jumped to the last level. After landing, the stench that was far more pungent than the two above immediately rushed into his mind. A group of frightened mice ran out screaming. Zhang Yuan's eyes swept over indifferently, and he chose a direction and walked towards him with big strides.

After searching for it for a while, Zhang Yuan no longer had any hope. He just wanted to leave no regrets on the last floor. In fact, the information about the Black House Mining Factory was already flowing in his mind at this moment. When he left this sewer, he went to the Destruction of the Black House Mining Factory.

Less than a few kilometers, a dense sound of rats suddenly came into Zhang Yuan's ears. His eyes suddenly burst into tears. A group of mice were crawling on a man wearing black white armor and chewing them. Ji Kai of this corpse seemed to have become extremely fragile because of his loss of power. The mice had already chewed some weaknesses on their arms and legs.

The bright red blood flowed out and rushed under the corpse, which made a group of mice crawl on the ground and squeak and drink happily.

Ji Kai lost his motivation and was gnawed by a mouse so much that he didn't respond. This person who looked like a corpse might be a living person. Obviously, the possibility is not great. Zhang Yuan didn't dare to think about whether this person wearing Mo Bai Ji Kai was Mo Bai.

The murderous aura like a sea tide surged out, and the group of rats screamed and dispersed. Zhang Yuan staggered and squatted down two steps in front, tremblingly hugged the corpse on the ground and took off the helmet of the corpse. A mouse who didn't know how to get into the helmet slipped away quickly from the helmet he took off in panic.

"ah"

The shrill roar of a beast that was lost suddenly sounded on the third floor of the sewer. The murderous aura, which was originally like a sea tide, suddenly turned into endless dead aura. The strong dead aura instantly deprived more than 70% of the rats in the third floor. Groups of rats looked like robot mice suddenly being pulled out of power and fell to the ground and died with their feet facing the sky.

The person wrapped in Jikai was indeed Mo Bai, but Mo Bai was not dead. Although he was only breathing weakly, Zhang Yuan was sure that Mo Bai was still alive. However, this life might not be lucky enough to die, because half of Mo Bai's face had been gnawed off at this moment, and even the severe white bones were exposed in the seriousness.

How miserable it was to be eaten alive by a group of mice. Zhang Yuan could not imagine that he picked up Mo Bai tremblingly, but suddenly his brows frowned. Where would Mo Bai go here? He didn't believe that Xingyu would leave Mo Bai and escape alone.

He shook, trembling constantly. Zhang Yuan could not imagine if he could still hold on to the blow if he took a few more steps to see Xingyu's corpse that was gnawed by a mouse.

Taking a trembling step, Zhang Yuan walked forward again. Although he could not withstand another blow, he was never willing to give up the action of searching for his friends.

In the Prince's Mansion, Feng Moyu quietly looked at the middle-aged man standing in front of him, a middle-aged man who looked gentle but could see the cruel one from time to time.

"Mr. Bran, I am really puzzled. Since I can tell my third brother that many things are what Feng Molan calls it, why don't I tell my third brother that the Marshal of the Heweixing Garage is Feng Molan's man."

Feng Moyu looked at the counselor named Blan Duan and asked in confusion. In fact, the prince himself would not go to Feng Moyun to tell Feng Molan and Zhang Yuan. In the eyes of the prince, Zhang Yuan was just a small character and was not enough to receive his attention. However, his number one counselor insisted that he would go to Feng Moyun to tell everything.

"Haha, Your Highness, sometimes it's good to help half of it. If we help all of it, wouldn't it be boring?"

Branduan smiled and responded to Feng Moyu insincerely. The latter frowned slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied, but then he dissipated his silence, as if he had put aside the matter.

Seeing Feng Moyu's performance, Branduan smiled with satisfaction, and he stood up and bowed slightly to Feng Moyu.

"Your Highness, what kind of person do you think Zhang Yuan is."

Suddenly, Branduan became serious and made Feng Moyu slightly stunned. However, when Branduan asked this question, Feng Moyu couldn't help but sneer.

"Although Zhang Yuan is the first warrior in the Northern Ilan Institute and the most powerful war god family in the Southern Ilan Institute, he is nothing. I have read his information. Although sometimes he will do something that seems amazing, anyone with his convenience may be able to obtain the ability to do what he does. Sometimes his performance is absolutely sorry for his parents' reputation, so this person may have limited achievements."

Feng Moyu said lightly, this is his true view of Zhang Yuan. In his eyes, intelligence is always more important than martial arts. Zhang Yuan's intelligence is obviously not enough to catch his magic eye. Although Marshal Zhang Yuan's performance in the battle in the house was not bad, in Feng Moyu's eyes, no one with Zhang Yuan's life experience will be low.

"Hahaha, haha."

Listening to Feng Moyu's words, Branduan smiled faintly. After a long time, he suddenly looked at Feng Moyu with sharp eyes and spoke.

"Your Highness, if you can resist the insult of being scolded as a waste for ten years, can you be sure that such a person is showing all his strength now?"

With just one sentence, Feng Moyu's face suddenly changed drastically.
Chapter completed!