Unless encountering a major event such as a beast tide, most of the time, the Green Blood Army operates in the form of a small team.

In the Blue Blood Army, there are several famous squads, and the Black Bull Squadron is one of them.

Captain Black Hare, that's a big shot on the ninth floor of the Foundation.

Even the crazy person I used to be is still far from being such a big shot.

At this moment, he was suddenly startled and reacted belatedly.

"Senior, you just said that I came back from Sanchuan Yuan? What do you mean?"

Captain Heilu didn't explain much, and said with a mysterious smile: "It's a good thing, you'll know when you go there."

…

And around this time, a man with gray hair jumped into the headquarters of the Blue Blood Army in a weird posture.

The reason why he walks in such a weird way is because one of his legs is broken at the knee, but he insists on not using any crutches and only jumping on one foot. He has become a famous "lonely man" in the main city.

Foot Fairy".

He broke into the headquarters of the Blue Blood Army. He could only cultivate Qi, but he ignored the gazes of a pair of foundation-building bosses. He jumped up, exerted force under his feet, and used his body as a cannonball, hitting a closed door directly.

superior.

Although he only has one foot, his strong and burly physique is far beyond that of ordinary monks.

With a slight exertion, his body became as hard as a buckshot iron ball, and there was a loud bang. Under his full force, the door could not bear it, and he smashed a huge hole.

After turning himself into a cannonball and entering the house, the man stretched his body and stood firmly on the ground with one foot.

In the room, the startled Foundation Establishment monk was about to get angry. When he saw the person coming, his anger instantly subsided and he smiled helplessly: "Old Mo, what are you doing?"

The man known as Lao Mo stared and asked, "Why don't you have my name? Who is so brave and dares to use my quota as a favor?"

The Foundation Establishment monk was shocked when he heard him talking like this, and said quickly:

"Old Mo, what are you talking about? Is it allowed to talk nonsense about doing favors?"

Having said this, he glanced at the man's broken leg before explaining:

"You have a broken leg, so what's the use of sending you there? You can't expect others to help you regenerate your broken limb, right?!"

The gray-haired one-legged immortal Mo raised his head and threw out a piece of ice.

With a "clang" sound, the ice lump hit the table in front of the foundation-building monk.

The foundation-building monk looked intently, and his eyes immediately condensed.

In the ice mass, there is a broken leg frozen.

What's strange is that this broken leg has weird black lines all over it.

Looking at these lines, the foundation-building monk seemed to recall the desperate scene he encountered with Lao Mo many years ago.

In the end, they were the only two people in the entire team who managed to come out alive.

But in order to prevent the poison from spreading, Lao Mo had to cut off his leg with a knife and became a cripple.

When he saw the broken leg, his thoughts wandered for a while, and then he was shocked: "This...it's been thirty-five years, and you still keep it?"

The One-legged Immortal Mo didn't say anything, and just said: "What do you say now?"

The foundation-building monk immediately stood up, handed the frozen broken leg to the one-legged old Mo, and said: "Just wait a moment, I will find a place for you right away!"

…

Scenes like this are happening everywhere in the Blue Blood Plains.

Not only in the main city, but also in several other places where human monks live, similar scenes are playing out.

The entire Blue Blood Plains was in a state of excitement because of this news.

Two days later, a total of two hundred and fifty-three passengers were crammed into the narrow cabin of the second-level top-notch shadowless boat.

Before preparing to set off in the boat, Brother Fake Dan made a special inspection and finally reassured: "There are too many people, so you all have to make do with it."

Little did he know that for the passengers in this cabin, there was no such thing as "making do" with this little cramped situation.

Xiao Fan, who just wanted to die two days ago, his eyes were already alive.

Lying quietly on a fixed stretcher, he did not have any negative emotions when facing all kinds of curious eyes around him, and looked at the other people on the same ride with the same curiosity.

At this moment, a figure jumped up to him on one leg, patted the area next to Xiao Fan's stretcher, and asked politely: "Little brother, can I sit down for a while?"

"Of course." Xiao Fan said, and even wanted to move inside, but there was no choice. Except for the part above the neck, which could still move normally, his entire body basically lost contact with him.

"Are you Moye?"

The image of One-Legged Lao Mo was so recognizable that at just one glance, he thought of the famous "One-legged Immortal".

"Little brother, do you know me too?"

The one-legged old Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed.

Xiao Fan immediately became energetic. It is said that this person has a deep relationship with the senior officials of the Blue Blood Army and knows a lot of inside information.

He quickly asked: "Brother, do you know what happened this time?"

There are 253 people on this boat. Some people know the details, but there are also many people who were hurriedly put on the Shadowless Boat and are still confused. At this moment, they all pricked up their ears.

The one-legged old Mo coughed lightly and said, "I really know about this."

And as he narrated, this group of "wasteful people" who had been abandoned by fate seemed to see the light again.

…

Sanchuan Plateau, Zhuang Tianzhuang.

On the fifth day of October, late at night.

Cultivation progress +45, foundation building nine levels 490/1000.

After finishing this routine retreat, Meng Zhou continued to devote himself to the production of the third-level spirit puppet.

Meng Zhou, who has mastered the skill of third-level spirit puppets to a small degree, can make ten spirit puppets and gain 2,000 experience points by using his full strength every day.

In addition, a measly 200 experience points are recorded in the "Everything Deduction" every day.

Time passed and before we knew it, it was October 15th.

Because he had warned himself in advance, when the day came, Meng Zhou, who was still immersed in making the spirit puppet, woke up with a start.

He calculated the time, and it was still late at night, and the time had just arrived on October 15th.

There are still several hours until dawn.

However, now that he had thought about this matter, Meng Zhou couldn't help but sink into the sea of ​​consciousness and looked at the moon mirror in the soul pool.

Soon, Meng Zhou saw a piece of colorful silk hanging on the roof of the Blue Blood Army shop.

This means that Tu Boyao's side is ready.

In this case, let's go and have a look.

Thinking in his mind, Meng Zhou didn't bother to wait for dawn, so he directly escaped from the courtyard.

Not long after, he appeared in a store dozens of miles away.

The main hall of the store was empty, and Tu Baiyao was quietly meditating in the quiet room in the back hall.

Obviously, no one expected him to come here in the middle of the night.

In addition to the excitement, there is actually another reason that is not common to outsiders. Meng Zhou still remembers the time when he broke an appointment and postponed it for about two days.

Although there was a reason for everything, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

As for Tu Baiyao and others, they would not think so.

But given the chance to balance it out a little, he'll feel more comfortable.

"I was a little late last time, so I'll be a little earlier this time."

With this thought in his mind, Meng Zhou coughed lightly.

His slight cough passed through the formation and resounded in Tu Baiyao's mind.

Tu Baiyao, who had gone into seclusion to meditate, was shocked.

But the movement controlled the intensity and scope very well, and apart from a slight shock, it did not cause any additional harm to him.

Soon, Tu Baiyao hurried out, looked at Meng Zhou standing in the hall, and said with surprise on his face: "Mr. Ge, is it so early?!"

However, this is certainly not a bad thing.

With that said, he would arrange for someone to come over.

Meng Zhou waved his hand to stop and asked, "Are we all placed in the camp next to us now?"

Tu Baiyao nodded and said, "Yes."

Meng Zhou said: "Then don't bother them. Let's go there. It's only a two-step process anyway."

In the middle of the night, more than 200 injured people were transferred, and the movement was too great.
To be continued...