Chapter 88 The road is at your feet

The heads of the families glanced at the map and immediately discovered that the only known water sources and oasis locations were on it, which showed that the content was genuine.

There was a lot of noise in the Crane Hall.

"I personally interrogated Wu Guangzhi and learned that the Flying Nest on the Sea is built in a Gobi cave. There is an underground river for water supply. One man can shut it down and ten thousand people can't open it."

In the hot atmosphere, Li Shenji spoke loudly.

"Last night my master was vomiting blood and was in bed. He was alive. This time we send out troops, our Li family will contribute people, money, and be responsible for casualty compensation. We only hope that the troops will be expensive and quick."

"Haifang Fei dared to risk the danger this time to intercept and kill the hunting team. He must have planned it in advance - if we delay for too long and let them fly away or move their nest, I'm afraid I will regret it forever."

He spoke with gritted teeth and looked at Hong Jian again.

"My nephew, I would like to take the liberty of asking Hong Shibo to personally take action and teach the Great Sun Sword Wheel that there will be no life after ten deaths!"

After Li Shenji finished speaking, he bowed to the end.

The whole place fell into silence.

Including Zheng Zhun, Chi Zhuiyuan and others all focused their attention on one person.

"In that case..."

Hong Jian looked around at everyone and nodded calmly.

"Hong has no shirk of responsibility."

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On the sixth day of December, dusk is almost over.

On the night of the twelfth lunar month, the dripping water turned into ice, but Hong Mansion was still busy inside and outside.

The groom fed and fattened the war horses, and the craftsmen maintained and strung the heavy bows.

Just today, many Zhu Yi Cavalry experts scattered throughout the country have been recalled to Jinhai City.

Hong Sheng dismounted at the side door, handed the reins to the doorman, and rushed to the master's study in a dusty journey.

Behind the entrance hall, Hong Jian was studying. When his eldest son came in, he didn't finish reading.

"Father, more than a dozen family members gathered together and talked for three hours, and the entire arrangement was finalized in detail."

Hong Sheng didn't care when he saw this. As he spoke, he picked up the teapot and poured half a pot of boiling water down his throat.

"Using the three surnames as the main ones, we will gather forty generals and five hundred soldiers. We will set out early the next day and control them according to military law."

"Master Zheng will give the endorsement, but no one with positions in the Guard Station or the City Defense Department can go, otherwise there will be a lot of trouble if the higher ups take it seriously afterwards."

Hong Jian folded the footer and put down the book.

Hong Sheng continued to report.

"Each of our three families will form a team of forty penetrating realms, and the other families will also form a team."

"There are currently four people above the Huran Realm, namely me, Li Shenji, the fifth master of the Chi family and the second master of the Cui family."

"Including the civilians who are not participating in the battle, there are about 800 people in total. The sea flight should be overwhelming."

He smiled easily and said with confidence.

Even if we overestimate the military strength of Haifa, it will only be half of the above at best.

What's more, the top master of Jinhai will be on the battlefield in this battle - the combat power of this one person will far exceed the sum of the four above-mentioned Huran Realm.

Hong Jian nodded when he heard this, and then asked: "Has the person who can penetrate the ten people been selected?"

"I've already made a first draft."

Hong Sheng replied immediately, took out the list from his pocket and handed it over.

"I selected nine experts who are good at fighting. However, Jiang Youde came to me privately last night and said that he wanted to avenge his brother. Seeing his sincerity, I allowed him to temporarily return to the team."

Hong Jian unfolded the list and wrote ten names and their corresponding martial arts cultivation levels on it.

The first three are Hong She (peak), Hong Lie (eleventh path), and Hong Bo (tenth path).

At the end are Shen Hong (seventh path) and Jiang Youde (second path).

Hong Jian frowned.

"Where is your second brother?"

He raised his eyes and asked, noticing that the eldest son's eyes were slightly evasive.

"The second brother's strength is naturally no problem. After all, Broken Steel died at his hands..."

Hong Sheng reluctantly replied.

"I mainly considered that his injury has not healed yet, so I didn't add his name."

Hong Jian lowered his eyes and did not express his position immediately.

Seeing this, Hong Sheng hurriedly added.

"What's more, attacking the enemy's nest this time is no better than fighting in the field. Even if you are in the Perfect Realm, you can't say it's perfect."

"If something happens to me, with my second brother here, the family will still have someone to rely on in the future..."

He spat out a few words in rapid succession, and when he saw that his father was still silent, sweat broke out on his forehead.

The two were speechless for a moment.

After a while, Hong Jian spoke again and asked directly.

"Every time Star Lord fights, there will be gains..."

"You know this?"

Hong Sheng's face flushed, and after nodding randomly, he was speechless.

"Actually, your second brother's injuries are similar to yours, so it doesn't matter."

Hong Jian lowered his head and said suddenly.

"As Star Lord, if he goes to this battle, even if it is just to suppress the battle, he will benefit greatly."

"Even if there is danger, I will protect you."

He reached out and pushed back the list.

"The father is right, the son should not consider it."

Hong Sheng took the list and replied in embarrassment.

"I'm going to rearrange it right now."

He stood up as he spoke, trying to leave the study as if running away.

At this time, Hong Jian suddenly drank the eldest son.

"A Sheng!"

Hong Sheng froze in place.

He turned around and saw his father standing behind the table, looking at him with worried eyes.

The two looked at each other, and Hong Jian slowly asked.

"A Sheng, what do you think of martial arts?"

This should be a very simple question.

But at this time Hong Sheng looked ashamed and could not answer.

So Hong Jian walked around the tea table and asked again loudly.

"Is it a plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses?"

“Or are you going to walk alone through rivers and mountains?”

The father walked to and stood in front of his eldest son, his eyes blazing like two balls of blazing flames.

Hong Sheng's breathing quickened.

In his eyes, the world is falling into fire.

The air is heating up, the earth is melting, and the heat flows in from the mouth and nose, igniting the five internal organs.

Suddenly, everything was rimmed with gold like the sun.

Time in the study seemed to have stagnated, and only the thunderous voice penetrated his mind word by word.

"It has been two thousand years since the ancestor dragon opened the world, and the martial arts scriptures have already exceeded a hundred."

"In the great China of Kyushu, talented people rise and fall one after another, like crucian carp crossing the river."

As he spoke, Hong Jian raised his hand.

"A Sheng, the more dazzled you are and the short of breath you feel, the more you need to understand..."

"The road is only under your own feet!"

As the earth shook, Hong Sheng felt a hot palm pat on his shoulder.

His mind went blank for a moment.

A moment later, when Hong Sheng came to his senses in a daze, he found that he was still standing where he was, still holding the list in his hand.

Hong Jian was holding the book and leaning on the table, unfolding the folded pages.

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At the same time, deep in the Jinhai Desert, there was a stronghold of Haifei Headquarters.

Juyi Hall.

All the minions were driven away, leaving only three masters to gather together to discuss matters.

"The statements given by those two people are consistent with the information we obtained in Jinhai City. The Hong family's child only has the cultivation level of the middle stage, so he cannot be wrong."

Wan Guangji whispered, leaning the double-headed sword beside him.

"I met Ma Jingsha before he entered Xiantian."

"Speaking of it, the relationship between heaven and man is much stronger than that between ordinary gods and humans, but it didn't keep me..."

"If I give Hong Fan a few more years, I won't even be able to avenge Lao San!"

He glanced at the empty third seat and became increasingly irritated.

The boss is like this, but the two brothers next to him are more "calm".

"Brother, the third brother's revenge needs to be avenged, but the first one really can't get his turn."

He Liangjun sat cross-legged on the chair and said.

"This time the order is logically settled by chopping off Hong Fan's head."

"Now that he is not dead, the reward has been given to us in advance. This is inappropriate!"

He paused and finally spoke his mind.

"Brother, if I don't use that bottle of dragon's blood essence and blood quickly, I will feel uneasy..."

PS: I haven’t asked for votes for a long time. I asked for votes yesterday and got a lot more monthly tickets.

So the baby who can cry must have milk to drink, and he will have to ask for it in the future haha.
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