The big man suddenly became angry and said, "You're a fucking grandma! I came all the way to celebrate the birthday of the Master of Wuyou Valley, and what the hell do you say and I have to go back? Who the hell are you?"

The soldier was as motionless as a mountain and said proudly: "Private Nie Yuanshan from the 135th Group of the Flying Bear Army on the left side of Dashu!"

The big man was startled!

He glared at Nie Yuanshan, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Nie Yuanshan sneered and said: "Afraid of a hammer? I have been through many battles and have been through life and death. It was just that I was injured in my leg some time ago and the commander asked me to come back to recuperate for a while!"

The big man guarded the city and surrounded a dozen people. If he wanted to kill someone, he would raise his ax and drop it, and it would take a blink of an eye. But the leader asked him to come here to pay homage to his birthday, not to cause trouble. If he kills these people

It would be troublesome for the officers and soldiers to attract a large army to encircle and suppress the Yunyang Gang. So his attitude became a little better, and he actually smiled and said, "There is an invitation, right? Here it is." He handed it over.

A page of fragrant invitations.

Everyone couldn't help but smile. This big man was so arrogant at the front and respectful at the back. He actually had a silver-like wax spear head!

Feng Jiuxiao winked, and everyone understood. The white-clothed monk on the left attracted some of the city guards, and the iron tower man attracted another part of the city guards. They dispersed and mixed in with some old men, strong men, and women, and then walked far away in the city.

They stood and gradually merged. The moment they entered the city gate, Feng Jiuxiao keenly felt a trace of murderous intent hidden under the city gate.

He didn't look, but he could already see two people standing there with his peripheral vision. They looked like military officers. He knew that as long as he looked over there, he would be noticed by that person immediately. Only Zeng Yong's aura of being a master of the Eighth Realm was the most obvious here.

So it did attract that person's glance, but he realized that Zeng Yong was just a person with eight levels of peak combat power, so he stopped paying attention. What kind of disturbance could a person with eight levels of peak combat power create in Chengdu!

Bigwolf possesses brute strength and has no inner breath characteristics. No one knows his level.

The martial arts of Chang Zijin and Li Erni can be ignored.

Liu Miezhou used a glass shield to hide my own aura like a normal person.

The same is true for Feng Jiuxiao.

After everyone gathered together at a distance, they still didn't dare to get too close, for fear of disturbing others and attracting the attention of the hidden stakes, so they still kept a certain distance from each other and walked towards the city one after another.

Feng Jiuxiao was walking forward when she heard a voice ring in her ears: "The donor just left like this and didn't thank the poor monk for sacrificing himself for others?"

Feng Jiuxiao was suddenly startled. He knew that this was a method of transmitting sounds into secrets, and the speaker must be the young monk in white at the city gate! He didn't look back, "Thank you, Master!" He wouldn't look back. Maybe he would look back.

How many eyes were looking at him. It didn't matter whether the monk was really helping him or tricking him.

But the monk, who was originally a majestic treasure, suddenly lost his expression!

How far has this young man's martial arts reached? Can he transmit messages into secrets without looking back?

When you climb high and raise your voice, your arms are not lengthened, but the sight is far away; when you shout along the wind, the sound is not faster, but the sound is louder when heard.

He actually used sound transmission to enter the secret against the wind, and he was indeed a monster!

It seems that my trip to Chengdu may have really gained something, but that’s not necessarily the case!
Chapter completed!