During the summer solstice, the weather is getting hotter and hotter. The war in the past few days seems to have dyed the land of northern Xinjiang blood red. The defeated generals of the Eastern Victory Kingdom's 500,000 remnants, led by hundreds of military bandits, took advantage of the night to fight into the 200,000 Hu.

In the army camp, there were constant shouts of killing all night long. Under the brutal massacre of the bandits and the remaining defeated generals, the 200,000 Hu army finally collapsed and fled to the north grassland, leaving behind a lot of heads along the way. Those who could return to the Tianci tribe,

There are less than 10,000 people left

In addition, the two major grassland tribes, Hachi and Tianci, completely broke up with each other and launched a new round of competition on the grassland. The shouts of killing were loud and loud, and it seemed that there was no interruption for a day. The residual limbs and blood of the soldiers of the two armies were lost in the hot summer.

Within two days, the stench reached the sky.

The Tianci tribe, which once had the potential to unify the Mulan Grassland, is now in an unprecedented predicament. In order to balance the grassland, Zhang Zhiyuan secretly sent more than a hundred people from the underworld camp on fast horses to roam the entire Mulan Grassland to attack the Tianci tribe.

massacre

Outsiders call the underworld camp a ghost camp. All the prey that was targeted, and those who could not escape the pursuit, were killed. The cruelty was disgusting.

The next day, the red sun in the early morning shone through the gaps in the treetops and shone on Zhang Zhiyuan, who was lying lazily on a wooden chair. I saw him holding a book in his hand, watching quietly, and occasionally looking absentmindedly to the sky, faintly

He sighed, not knowing what he was thinking. The ghost doctor who had been standing quietly behind him did not dare to ask.

Putting down the book, Zhang Zhiyuan turned his gaze to the grassland. His eyes were slightly blurred, but his tone was indescribably stiff: "Do you think I am a butcher? Did you know that I personally created a hell camp where monsters gather? In the ancient times,

, their mission is to protect the tribe's guardian warriors. They are brave, decisive, and not afraid of sacrifice. They will kill all the beasts that dare to break into the tribe. However, now I use them to kill humans. I am really a big bastard. No.

Do you know if Feng Yin will like me like this?"

"Women will like strong men. General, you are worrying too much," the ghost doctor bowed and said.

"Really?" With a sigh, Zhang Zhiyuan continued: "But I always have a bad premonition. I don't know where it comes from. Maybe I am overthinking it! As long as I love her and she loves me, it will be fine.

, If anyone dares to stand in front of me, even if it is the King of Heaven, I will not give him face."

'Yawn' Zhang Zhiyuan rubbed his nose, showed a grimace, and said with a smile: "Feng Yin must have missed me. Hey, I am so happy. In two years, when the situation here in Northern Xinjiang stabilizes, I think I should go back.

Did you propose marriage to Xiang Zhang?"

A ray of fiery red light appeared in the distant sky. The light was like a sharp sword. It rushed straight to the underworld camp and the harsh sound of breaking wind reached Zhang Zhiyuan's ears. Anyone who had come into contact with the great witch, the great witch

You can clearly recognize it. This is one of the abilities of the great witch. This is why, the powerful great witch only needs to rely on the smell of the person he has been in contact with before or other very abstract things to curse the other party. At this time, the great witch is no longer here.

We need a medium. This is the difference between a powerful witch and a small witch.

The fiery red light gradually slowed down, and a spiritual thought swept through Zhang Zhiyuan's body, and then struck at a faster speed. But in the blink of an eye, a beautiful woman in plain clothes, riding a fiery red flying sword,

Flying in front of Zhang Zhiyuan

When Zhang Zhiyuan saw the visitor, he immediately became happy. He threw the scroll to the ghost doctor behind him, stood up and joked: "Hey, isn't this the girl who knows her kindness without repaying it? Why do you have time to come to me? Yes.

It’s not that I regret it, I want to repay me, but I’ve said it first, you can repay me, but don’t pledge yourself to me, the tigress in my house will kill me.” Zhang Zhiyuan wanted to tease this little girl with a teasing attitude.

The impolite woman stretched out her index finger to tickle the beautiful woman, raised her head 45 degrees: "Come here, let me see if you have become more beautiful recently."

Huo Feng'er was already angry, but now she looked at Zhang Zhiyuan with even more blazing eyes. This guy still looked shameless, and his fingers were hooked in a way that was annoying. It was even more annoying, thinking about following this kind of man in the future.

, feeling aggrieved for himself in his heart, he stretched out his hand, and the flaming red flying sword under his feet turned into a stream of light and shot straight towards Zhang Zhiyuan: "I will kill you, you scoundrel. If it weren't for you, how could I have been kicked out by the master?"

Zhang Zhiyuan shrank his neck in fear. He was wondering how this woman could be so angry. Wasn't she just teasing her? It was nothing. After a while, the flying sword turned into a three-foot sword light, and it was about to happen.

Stabbing Zhang Zhiyuan's heart, a scalpel appeared from the sky with a hint of shock. First it knocked away the flying sword. Then before Huo Feng'er could react, the ghost doctor's elusive and skinny body had already appeared in front of her.

, and the blood-red scalpel was pressed against Huo Feng'er's throat and said coldly: "If you want to hurt the teacher, first ask if my scalpel agrees. If it's not for you, it's an unintentional act.

already dead"

Feeling the biting murderous intent coming from the cold blade, Huo Feng'er felt uncomfortable all over her body. She didn't know why, but her instinct told her that the seemingly ordinary scalpel was enough to kill her, even if it was just a cut.

A little skin, too

Zhang Zhiyuan waved his hand and said softly: "Forget it, ghost doctor, don't scare people, she is still a little girl after all, why do you care so much? Besides, that flying sword can't even pierce my skin, what achievements can it make, let alone

Besides, life is just a joke to me."

The figure of the ghost doctor disappeared like a ghost and appeared behind Zhang Zhiyuan. The scalpel in his hand also miraculously disappeared. It was as if he had never moved and there was no murderous intent on his body. Huo Feng'er swept it away with his spiritual thoughts.

The place where the ghost doctor stood was just blank, there was nothing, and he felt a little horrified. What kind of monster was this? Even after he was forcibly promoted to the level of Sanxian, he could not find any trace of it.

The flying sword that fell on the ground turned into a two-inch size, flew into Huo Feng'er's body, and disappeared: "Master asked me to repay you, and I will protect your safety from now on."

Zhang Zhiyuan was amused, holding his belly and laughing wildly: "You didn't take the wrong medicine? I need your protection. If you don't let me protect you, I will thank God. Then where are you going? Don't cause trouble for me."
Chapter completed!