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Chapter 133: No Survival

"What should I do now?"

Lin Xueyin's question did not allow Bai Chen to answer.

At this time, Bai Chen didn't expect things to develop like this, and frowned tightly at the turbulent people outside the city.

"Is Lord Huang still going to be a turtle in this scene now?"

The deputy general who had mocked Bai Chen before came over and looked at the people outside the fence in the army, and the smile on his face was not hidden at all.

"If you don't have this strength, what's the role of coming to Nanhuang? You'll be able to return to Fengcheng early to be the local emperor."

"What qualifications do you have to say that to Senior Lin?"

Since entering the Southern Wilderness, these people have been constantly making trouble in secret. Even Lin Xueyin's cowardly personality is a little unbearable.

Not to mention that Lin Changfeng has no intention of taking over the Southern Wilderness, even if he takes over the Southern Wilderness, wouldn’t this group of people know that ignoring the orders of superiors is equivalent to treason?

Frowning, his eyes looked at Lin Xueyin with chills.

In the Southern Wasteland Realm, who dares to say this to him?

"Miss, you still have to know how to restrain yourself in the Southern Wilderness, otherwise you won't know how to die!"

Such threats will make Lin Xueyin even more angry.

Just as the situation became more and more intense, an elderly deputy general in the army came out, and his appearance immediately stopped the commotion of the people.

"Listen to you, we are still investigating the invasion of Rashomon, but we will definitely give you an explanation."

Looking at the old man's amiable appearance and the contemplative expressions of the people, Bai Chen asked in a low voice: "Who is this?"

The colleague beside him turned his head and responded in a low voice, "Two deputy generals of the Southern Wilderness, Zhao Ying."

"He is the oldest person in the Southern Wilderness, and he is deeply trusted by the people of the Zhoucheng City."

"Two deputy generals?" Bai Chen looked at Zhao Ying suspiciously.

"Yes, his qualifications are older than the King of Jin. If Master Lin Huang is included, he will be three deputy generals."

At this time, Zhao Ying was about to retire, and his old back stood in front of them, comforting the emotions of the people.

After reviewing, Bai Chen was sure that it was the first time he saw the other party, and couldn't help but frown and said, "He is also the confidant of the King of Jin?"

"That's not. This is a privilege given by China. After all, he will retire in a few years. If Director Lin Huang takes over, he will not receive him."

Looking at the people who were in a declining mood, Bai Chen nodded and said, "It is indeed not easy to have such a reputation in the Southern Wilderness."

"Everyone, our Nanhuang Army will definitely give you an explanation for what happened last night and give us some time. I believe it won't be too long."

Zhao Ying faced many people, and his old faces were filled with apology.

Under his continuous comfort, the group of people finally chose to believe in the Southern Wilderness Army.

After seeing off these people, Zhao Ying seemed to have grown a lot older and turned around and walked to Bai Chen.

"The Southern Wilderness must be a place of right and wrong. If you don't have the strength, it's better not to get involved."

He still had a smile on his face, and there was a hint of pity in his eyes when he looked at Bai Chen.

This trace of pity made Bai Chen know that this old man must have known a lot of things. As soon as he was about to call out, he heard an inappropriate voice.

"Old turtle, just a rotten good man."

His eyes fell on the person who was just talking, and when his eyes were facing each other, the other party spat in disgust.

But it is not difficult to see what the Jin King’s confidants should know.

This time, Bai Chen did not return to the partition, but followed Zhao Ying's pace and followed closely behind.

Feeling the footsteps behind him, Zhao Ying turned around, looked at Bai Chen with old and turbid eyes, and said in confusion: "Is there anything wrong with following me?"

He smiled and Bai Chen nodded and said, "I really want to ask you something, especially the news about Jin and Rashomon, and the deputy generals in the army who disobeyed their superiors."

Hearing these words, Zhao Ying raised his eyebrows, looked around with caution, and said sadly: "Come with me."

Overseas!

An off-road vehicle drove past the devastated ground, and Lao Deng sat in the driver's seat, next to him was a sweaty young man.

"Old Deng! Something is wrong!"

Driving the car seriously, Old Deng cursed: "It's not your uncle, are you afraid that I will get lost?"

Shaking his head violently, the young man looked around with his small eyes and said uneasy: "When we left yesterday, did we have these sword marks?"

"You uncle Jian, how could you have time to see these things yesterday?"

Continue driving, Lao Deng didn't think there was anything uneasy about this, so he continued to drive and rushed to the base.

The base of Rashomon is a deserted city, which was the base that they once built.

There is no legal constraint here, and the ugliness of human nature are happening every day. Nearly 10,000 people live in abandoned cities.

They never worry about food and drink, because small neighboring countries will take the initiative to help them in order to protect themselves.

The vehicle continued to drive and soon saw the whole picture of the city. Just as the two were about to continue moving forward, a strong smell of blood was suddenly smelled by the two.

After stepping on the brake, Old Deng and the young man looked at each other and saw a deep understanding in each other's eyes.

They were all mercenaries seeking wealth on the battlefield, so they naturally knew what this monstrous bloody smell represented. They could smell this smell if they stopped a few kilometers away.

The only explanation is that the Rashomon base was slaughtered! Thinking of this, the two of them trembled in their hearts.

"Is it because the Nanhuang launched a large army after they left yesterday?"

Just as they thought of this, a cold voice suddenly appeared in their ears like a ghost.

"It's time for you."

When they heard the sound, they saw Lin Changfeng standing on the treetops, holding a long sword.

"It's you?"

The two were shocked.

The person in front of them was the target of assassination, but why did they appear here now? Even though they had wasted a lot of time in the state city, is the other party's speed a little scary?

"Who are you?"

Frowning, Old Deng looked at Lin Changfeng with a vigilant face, and his right hand was slowly touching the side.

He walked down from the treetops in an understatement. A breeze blew through the wind and sand. Lin Changfeng raised his head and looked at the scorching sun above him and hesitated:

"who I am?"

The blood flashed in his eyes, and Lin Changfeng mocked: "You want to kill me, but you don't know who I am?"

The long sword in his hand was raised little by little, and his blood-red eyes were filled with endless murderous intent, "Lord of the Southern Wilderness: Lin Changfeng!"

"Are you the new Master of the Wasteland?" He withdrew his slowly drooping hand. Old Deng completely gave up resistance and said self-deprecatingly: "I should have thought of it long ago."

"Your identity is definitely not simple if you can get them to issue tasks."

Holding the long sword, Lin Changfeng took a step slowly, the sword intent drifted around his body, and said in a cold voice: "Tell me, who is the instructor."

Looking directly at the devastated city in front of him, Old Deng asked: "Is there any living place in the city?"

Looking at him coldly, Lin Changfeng waved the sword in his hand, with a cold expression, but his calm voice said the most amazing four words.

"Nothing survived."

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