There are many wars in the Eastern Continent, the big fish swallows the small fish, and the small fish eats the shrimps. Many ambitious people have revived under the craze of spiritual power. The war is just a chess piece in the hands of these people.

The wind in the sky was very strong. Qin Feng, who was standing in mid-air, was holding a cup of dragon beard tea and looking down at a small, smoky town below.

Burning wooden buildings, corpses of humans and beasts, and a fat little rat with a burning stench kept sneezing, hiding in Qin Feng's clothes and not daring to show its head.

Buzz…

Silks of gray gas spread from below and gradually converged into a gray ball that poured into the eyes of Qin Feng who was stopped in mid-air.

Feeling the bulging feeling in his mind, Qin Feng slowly dug out his two eyes to indicate not to smoke anymore.

Buzz…

The roar of the insect swarm rang out, and the Gu ring lit up. One by one, evergreen glass locusts emerged from it and greedily devoured all the flesh and blood in front of them.

Wherever the blue-glazed locusts passed, walls collapsed and houses collapsed, and the land was stripped bare of bones.

I looked at the group of Qing Liuli who were wreaking havoc with regret. I originally raised these guys because they heard Gu Long said they were delicious when grilled.

The butterfly slowly emerged from Qin Feng's pocket and flew on his head and sat down obediently, "Brother Feng, should we speed up to the Dayan Dynasty?"

"Don't worry, if you're bored, just grow up and play kissing with Brother Feng. Brother Feng will teach you how to be an adult." Qin Feng smiled and reached out to poke the butterfly's long legs.

"Disgusting stinky Brother Feng!"

Butterfly's pretty face turned red, and she quickly closed her legs and sat with her hands on her knees.

After waiting for a few minutes, Qin Feng withdrew many green colored glazes and scanned the dead town for a moment. Behind him, huge black eagle wings bloomed and flew into the air.

The Dayan Dynasty is actually not too far from Yangzhou, and in the evening we have reached the border of the Dayan Dynasty.

Walking along the lanes of border towns, it can be said that the people here are living in dire straits. Doors are closed everywhere, pedestrians are sparse on the road, and low cries can be heard from time to time.

Come to hotels everywhere.

The doors outside were closed tightly, and the letters "Rejecting Guests" were very obvious, and the town was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke.

After stroking his chin and looking at it for a moment, Qin Feng turned and walked towards the nearby street.

When I came to the market, there was sand and dust flying in the air, and there were only a few scattered stalls. Most of them were fat, middle-aged men.

A few stalls even advertise selling white meat.

So called white meat.

In fact, it is human flesh.

Randomly coming to a stall owner, Qin Feng threw a silver coin towards him.

The stall owner was stunned and hurriedly dropped the pig-killing knife in his hand. He wiped his palm on his bellyband and hurriedly picked up the silver coins, caressed and chewed them.

After confirming that it was true, he looked at the man wearing a gray mink coat in front of him with a smile on his face.

It's very strange.

It's obviously such a hot day.

"Ask a question."

"Okay, sir, there is nothing in this world that I don't know about!"

Looking at the owner of the chrysanthemum vendor who was smiling in front of him, Qin Feng slowly said, "I heard that General Zhenhun of the Dayan Dynasty announced a rebellion a few days ago and led his troops to attack Dayan City. I wonder what happened next?"

The stall owner was stunned for a moment, looked around carefully for a moment, then stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, don't talk about this matter, lest it be seen by the officials from neighboring countries who are searching for the remnants."

"It is said that the general Yan Wushuang, the soul-suppressing general, led the major general Yancheng to attack Dayan City and was ambushed. The major general was captured, and the old general was seriously injured and fled in all directions with the remaining soldiers."

"Sir, you don't know that there was a river of blood that day, and you could hear shouting and killing from a distance."

"The old general's soul-suppressing guardsmen were even worse. They killed so many that even the sky was dyed red with blood..."

The vendor hesitated to speak. He raised his head and glanced at the dusky sky. He looked at Qin Feng with a smile, "It's getting late, so I should close the stall. You'd better find a place to rest, sir."

"Nowadays, those prosecutors in neighboring countries don't care whether you are a good citizen or not. They start searching you in the evening and arrest everyone just wandering the streets."

After finishing speaking, the vendors quickly started closing their stalls.

"Yancheng was captured?"

"Dad escaped?"

"Officials and soldiers from neighboring countries?"

"Bai Xue once said that Father Yancheng broke through to the eighth level before he was confident enough to lead his soldiers to attack the city. However, he was attacked by Yan Tiangang, who had faked his death, and another eighth level strongman."

"Neighboring countries intervened? Did Yan Tiangang cooperate with neighboring countries?"

Looking at the butcher who closed the stall, Qin Feng's eyes flickered in deep thought.

"Brother Feng, it's getting late. I'm so sleepy that I'll go to bed first."

The butterfly sitting cross-legged on Qin Feng's head rubbed his eyes drowsily, flew to Qin Feng's cheek, gave him a small pout, and then returned to his pocket.

After packing Butterfly's pockets, Qin Feng turned and left the street, which was gradually getting dark.

After flying for a day, carrying creatine on my back was like carrying a huge boulder.

The price of eagle wings.

If it weren't for his strong physical body, an ordinary person would have clutched his waist and collapsed.

Walking in the residential alley, Qin Feng inspected for a long time and came to a house with a closed wooden courtyard that looked relatively clean.

He reached out and knocked, and soon a cautious voice came from inside, "Who?"

"Borrowing."

"No borrowing!"

"I'll give you one silver coin a day to stay."

Creak——

The wooden door slowly opened a small gap, and a pair of eyes carefully looked at Qin Feng outside the door. For a moment, the person in the room seemed to be relieved and opened the door completely.

Qin Feng opened the door and saw the figure inside. This was a girl wearing blue coarse linen clothes. She was not very beautiful but not ugly either.

It looks quite comfortable.

Involuntarily, Qin Feng's eyes fell on her huge chest, which was about to come out.

It's in good shape, so you won't go hungry if you have children, and both adults and children can eat it.

Qin Feng silently gave his evaluation.

It seemed that it was the first time she had seen such a handsome man. The girl looked a little shy and stretched out her hand to signal, "Sir, please come in."

Nodding, Qin Feng threw a silver coin to the other party, which made the girl's chest tremble with joy and made a series of shocking arcs.

…

Late at night, Qin Feng slowly sat by the bed and watched the big-breasted girl leave with her head down and her clothes tied.

In the chaos of war, everyone is in danger.

This girl sneaked into her room late at night and took off her clothes in an attempt to use her big breasts to plot something against her, a modest gentleman like herself.

To be precise.

The picture is of money.

Although the chest is quite big.

Stepping forward and closing the door, Qin Feng walked back to the bed and lifted the quilt with a smile.

The transformed Dumb, with white hair scattered around his waist, was currently curling up uneasily and thin, his pink eyes looking at Qin Feng shyly, and a pair of white and tender hands gently pinching the corners of his clothes.

Qin Feng lay lazily on the bed with his back turned to the sky, "Boss, my back is sore after a long day of flying, please step on my back."

Ah-Dai nodded obediently, stood up gently, and carefully stepped on Qin Feng's back with his delicate, white and jade-like feet, and then stepped lightly and frequently.

Her white waist-length and silky hair was fluttering. Dumb unconsciously held the hem of her scale skirt with both hands, her thin lips pursed tightly, and her pink eyes were full of seriousness.

Be sure to let the boss do it.
Chapter completed!