Chapter 292: Serial killing game, as long as Leng Zhuo's life

When the rising sun in the east rose from the horizon and the dark curtain was torn open by the sun. A new day came, Leng Zhuo got up lazy, as if he was spoiled by Liang Hongyu. No one was serving to get up. Leng Zhuo lay down until the sun was shining on his butt, and then he reluctantly got up.

After washing up and having breakfast, the group left the inn and headed towards the tavern in the town. Walking on the street, there were very few people coming and going, but the sound of the hammering of the iron was knocking rhythmically. He pushed open the door of the tavern. It was obvious that it was closed in the morning.

Leng Zhuo walked into the tavern, and Ma Caishen immediately greeted him: "Sir!"

Leng Zhuo glanced at the woman cleaning the tavern not far away, and laughed in a low voice: "How about it, did you do it last night?"

Ma Cai Shen uh, but a hint of shyness appeared on his face. He glanced at the woman and said, "It's not something that can be done so quickly, but it's still a little progress. Unfortunately, I don't know when I will see her next time!"

"What's the hard thing about this! Look at me!" Leng Zhuo said, walking forward, coming to a table, knocking on the table. The woman raised her head and looked over. Leng Zhuo smiled and said, "Come on, speak, are you the owner of this tavern?"

The woman shook her head and said, "This tavern was run by my grandfather, I'm just helping!"

"What about your grandpa?"

"He is still sleeping, you have something to do!"

"Of course, if you go and call him over, just say that I have something to discuss with him!" Leng Zhuo said unwillingly. The woman hesitated for a moment, put down the broom and walked back.

"Sir, you are this!" Ma Caishen looked at the woman's back, looked a little anxious and stepped forward, saying.

"How do you think the wine here is like!" Leng Zhuo replied irrelevantly.

Ma Caishen was stunned for a moment and said, "The wine is as strong as fire. Drinking a glass of wine is not very good. Moreover, the stomach is warm. Although it is not that kind of wine, it is very suitable for us to drink!"

"It seems that there is a pub missing in our wardrobe. I plan to open the previous one. What do you think!"

"This...!" Ma Caishen didn't know what to say, so he refused. But if there was a tavern in the mail tower, it was really good. Nodded, he knew what methods Leng Zhuo would use next.

"Is this what you did last night?" Leng Zhuo pointed to a thin boy on a table behind him. His body seemed to be blown down when the wind blew. Leng Zhuo even doubted whether he could lift the hammer.

Ma Caishen scratched his head and said, "Many blacksmiths are unwilling to go outside the border, especially when they learned that the Hu people in the north are heading south. This kid is indeed a blacksmith, but he is just a blacksmith apprentice. We are just repairing weapons, and we don't need a good iron-making skill. Moreover, this kid doesn't need a family settlement fee, so...!"

Leng Zhuo patted his forehead, but heard the floor being slashed. He raised his head, but the woman walked out with a white old man and angry: "You are looking for me, is there anything wrong?"

"Haha, there is nothing big. I just discuss with you to move the tavern in a location. Of course, I will pay double the relocation fee and the replacement fee for the property. And when I get to my place, I guarantee that your old one will buy *** many times better!"

"Go to the border, don't go!" The old man refused after hearing this, and turned around and wanted to leave.

The person who refused was simply, Leng Zhuo sighed and said, "Why do you not cherish every time I say good things, and insist on me to move! People come and tie everyone up, and hire two other carriages to move them directly away!"

When the old man turned his head when he heard this, his slightly cloudy eyes looked at Leng Zhuo and said, "Boy, you are very arrogant. If you don't give me a reason today, don't blame me for being merciless!" The old man said, knocking hard on a table with one hand, and then with a click, the table suddenly shattered in half.

Leng Zhuo didn't even blink his eyelids. Speaking of this table, as long as he had the strength to smash it, it would be fine if he asked him to break it: "There is no way. Although your old man is not good at brewing wine, who made me like your granddaughter? So, I can only let you mess around and go with me!"

"Oh!" The old man said, looking at the God of Wealth again, squinted his eyes, and then said for a while: "You kid, you want to chase my granddaughter, it seems that it is still a little short of it, but seeing that you kid are quite good at it, I just think it's a trip, let's go around!"

This old man would be like to do something. It was obvious that Leng Zhuo had a lot of people, but he even pretended to be indifferent and unfathomable, as if he was giving Leng Zhuo and the others face.

A team of dozens of people set out from Yuntie Town, but this trip brought a half blacksmith. The burly blacksmith looked like Shura more and a blacksmith. If you could fight with strength, you should be half a person. The thin young man and the blacksmith apprentice were barely half a person. The last half was the old man. It seemed that the old man was once a blacksmith, but when he was old, he would not have to pick up hammers and change to brewing wine.

Due to the two extra large cars, the team's travel speed was slowed down a lot. It was not until the afternoon that Leng Zhuo and his party returned to the fortress.

"How are you preparing for all procurements?" Leng Zhuo asked Kong Mingchen, who was counting the accounts, as soon as he entered the inn.

"When the young master, the military equipment has been in place, and it has been placed on the chariots and horses. I have bought a lot of food, but I still have to load it. In addition, I have purchased two large trucks of medicinal materials and daily necessities, and they have been prepared. In total, I am afraid it will be less than thirty trucks!"

"Can you set out today?"

"Yes, as long as the food and grass are loaded into the truck, you can set off at any time!" Kong Mingchen said.

"Then don't delay, your eyelids are always twitching, and there is a bad premonition!"

In the north of Yuntian Fortress, a figure flashed rapidly in the forest on both sides. If you look closely, you will find that this person is using a kind of escape technique. From the blue service, the scarf in front of his face, it is dressed as a Dongyi Ninja. The blue-clothed ninja walked through the dense forest, as sensitive as a monkey, jumped up several times and landed on a thick tree trunk.

"Master Batian, the target has already come out of Yuntian Fortress!" The ninja half-kneeled on the trunk of the tree and said respectfully to a man in a black robe.

The man in the black robe carried his hands on his back, smiled through the lush tree canopy, and said, "I understand, let's act according to the plan. Although I am very grateful to this guy for ruining that incompetent cousin, it's damn if I don't take my Xiong family seriously!"

One afternoon, after walking out of the Wanzhou Mountain, the green mountains and forests were gradually thrown behind, and the sun gradually set in the west. The golden dusk afterglow pulled a slanting shadow. Li Guang's cavalry was scattered one or two miles away. In the sky, Cang Yunfang warned the sky and escorted the team.

"Sir, there is a low hill forest ahead, let's spend the night there!" Li Guang rode back to the team on his horse, pulled the reins, turned his head, and said to Leng Zhuo.

"Yeah, have you searched it?"

"kindness!"

"Everyone is working hard, we will camp and rest in front!" Leng Zhuo shouted loudly.

"Sir Saint, is that person special? You seem to be observing him all the time!" Yilian asked Li Weier, the only carriage in the team, who was looking at the sunset outside the window.

"I don't know, maybe it's a bit special, I just feel a little bored, so I'm just out for a walk! It doesn't matter if I'm there on the fortress. As long as you follow the plan, there will be no problem!"

The team moved forward quietly, and suddenly a loud eagle cry came from the sky. Leng Zhuo looked up at Cang Yunjun who was hovering in the sky. He cursed in his heart, saying, "Zhang Liao, you will take fifty people to the convoy to the mounds over there, and the others will come with me!"

Leng Zhuo quickly left the team with more than 150 cavalrymen, ran quickly in the direction of the sunset, took a dirt slope, grabbed the reins, and looked towards the northwest, Leng Zhuo couldn't help but cursed, damn, hundreds of cavalry were running towards this side in the distance.

"Prepare for the battle!" Leng Zhuo was not out of the matter this time. More than 100 cavalry faced hundreds of Hu cavalry, and Leng Zhuo was not too worried. After all, Cang Yun Falcon was supporting him in the sky and there were thunder and gold beasts on the ground. These hundreds of Hu cavalry should not have too strong masters.

Hu Qi was very fast, and was on the horizon just now. In this moment, he had already reached a distance of only a few hundred meters.

"Kill!" Leng Zhuo said, riding a war horse and running down the hillside, killing the opponent's Hu cavalry.

However, it was not Leng Zhuo's first attack, but Cang Yunjun from the sky. Cang Yunjun hovered in the air and pierced down and dived down. In the air of a hundred meters, he suddenly spread his wings and flapped suddenly. Suddenly, a dense array of water blue feathered arrows covered the Hu Qi.

The dozen Hu Qi, who was running at high speed, was immediately shot by a feather arrow. The water-blue feather suddenly turned into ice edges, and quickly spread around with the part that was shot as the center of the circle. The body suddenly became stiff and the limbs were difficult to move. Under the violent bumps, he fell off the war horse and was immediately trampled by the horse's hooves behind him.

Cang Yunjun's attack did not stop Hu Qi's advance. The two teams collided on the slope under the setting sun and fought into a group.

Leng Zhuo fought in a group, but he could not see it. From the north direction, hundreds of greedy wolf racers chased a ninja who was galloping towards the low forest of the mound.

On the south side of the mound, Zhang Liao was commanding the team to speed up towards it. Because of the obstruction of the mound, both sides did not find each other for the time being.

In the forest that stretched out from the Wanbeast Mountain, Xiong Batian withdrew his gaze from the sad sunset, jumped off the treetops, rode on a cloud-swallowing beast full of black, like scales, and rushed out of the dense forest with more than 200 people and rushed towards the grassland to the north.

This is a serial killing game, and what you want is Leng Zhuo's life.
Chapter completed!