Although Hua Ling was a little dissatisfied with this arrangement, she couldn't say much.
After all, compared to her two senior brothers, her skills are indeed much inferior, well, plus women's natural physical weakness.
After watching Chen Yulou, Hong Gu, Partridge Whistle, Lao Yang and others disappear, Hua Ling looked at Nu Qing Ji in her arms and murmured to herself with some worry.
"They'll be fine, right?"
Hua Ling wanted to go to the foot of the mountain. The palace was shrouded in fog all year round and was so gloomy that she couldn't see the sun. She didn't like it very much.
At this moment, the angry chicken in her arms broke free, flew to the cliff, opened its mouth, and in an instant, more than a dozen herbs nearby disappeared.
While flying around, Ang Qingji's mouth never closed, and the black hole in his mouth never disappeared.
Hua Ling was shocked as she watched the stream of particles disappear into the black hole.
"How is this different from the mythical beasts in myths and legends?"
After sweeping the cliff, Ye Yuan swallowed hundreds of elixirs. Although there were few medicinal materials here due to the poisonous mist, they were very effective and they were all good things.
However, Ye Yuan did not digest them all, and stored most of the elixir particles in the space of Nuqing Chicken Crop.
After all, it is difficult to find a medicinal material base like Pingshan, and Ye Yuan also has to think about his future life.
Even if it has evolved to this point, the Angry Chicken still needs to eat.
Although it can't starve to death by eating ordinary food, it is not good for physical development.
After some free fall, Ye Yuan soon saw the little Taoist nun Hua Ling who was waiting for him.
The angry chicken flapped its wings gently, looked at the landing point, and fell smoothly into a warm embrace.
at the same time.
At the top of the mountain, Chen Yulou and his party successfully entered a cave and found a mechanism.
There was no dispute between Partridge Whistle and Chen Yulou, so the switch was not accidentally triggered, and the group of people was cracking the mechanism.
At the foot of the mountain, Adjutant Yang colluded with Luo Laowai's archenemy...the warlord Ma Zhenbang, and the two of them cooperated internally and externally, and captured the troops of Xiling Lishi and Luo Laowai in one fell swoop.
As soon as Ye Yuan landed, he felt something was wrong. He lightly pecked Hua Ling's shoulder and motioned for her to follow him.
Hua Ling was a little confused, but still obeyed.
She doesn't know why, but she trusts Nu Qingji very much now.
Sometimes, the flower spirit even suspects that he is crazy and has faith in a chicken.
Maybe, she secretly sensed that it was the Nu Qingji who helped her survive the disaster.
Without further ado, Ye Yuan and Hua Ling quickly disappeared on Pingshan Mountain. One person and one chicken were hidden among the gravel and vegetation on Pingshan Mountain, making it impossible for most people to find them.
At the very least, even if someone stood on the roof, they would not be able to find the whereabouts of one person or one chicken.
Hua Ling looked down through the gaps between the grass and trees.
I saw Adjutant Yang being the first to get out of the hole in the palace.
The next moment, a strange voice sounded.
"Where are the people?"
"Ma Shuai, they are going to the top of the mountain."
Hua Ling took a closer look and saw that the Marshal Ma mentioned by Adjutant Yang was much more professional than Luo Laowai, who was also the warlord Marshal.
His face was clean, not even a beard, and his demeanor was very "confident" and calm, to the point of being arrogant.
The military uniform on his body was brand new, and he had taken care of it meticulously, with no wrinkles at all.
The same goes for his subordinates.
In addition, the weapons and equipment are very sophisticated and of various types.
Comparing it with Luo Laowai, we can judge the difference.
Of course, the actual combat effectiveness cannot be calculated like this.
After all, no matter how good a weapon is, it must be in the hands of good soldiers to play its due role.
Even the best weapons and equipment like Ma Zhenbang's men who surrender easily are of no use.
Not to mention this, anyway, Luo Laowai was in trouble this time and suffered a complete defeat.
"Haha, Luo Laowai, when will they come down?"
Luo Laowai still had blood and backbone. He raised his head and stared at Ma Zhenbang unyieldingly, ignoring him at all.
Ma Zhenbang smiled, his smile was cold and a bit playful.
He sat on the Taishi chair prepared by his men and reminded him lightly.
"Adjutant Yang."
Although there were only three simple words, when they fell in Adjutant Yang's ears, they were as heavy as a thousand pounds and shocked him.
He clearly understood that now was the time to hand over the name certificate.
If he doesn't kill the original "master", the new "master" will not believe him.
In fact, having read the book, he knew better that once he really killed Luo Laowai, Ma Zhenbang would still not trust him in the future.
After all, if there is one, there are two. A villain who has betrayed once, who can guarantee that he will not betray again.
However, Adjutant Yang had no choice at this time.
Moreover, just think of the verbal insults, punches and kicks he suffered at the hands of Luo Laowai, as well as the experience of being used as cannon fodder, and even...the threat of death.
His eyes were suddenly filled with anger, and he pointed a pistol at Luo Laowai's head.
Luo Laowai was very stubborn and showed no fear. He stared at Adjutant Yang with his only one eye and cursed angrily.
"You are an ungrateful bitch and an ignorant wolf. If I had known about this day, I should have cut you to pieces!"
Adjutant Yang was very calm and said expressionlessly.
"Shuai Luo, you are still so confused. Which of your soldiers really follows you!"
Luo Laowai choked, yes, as soon as Ma Zhenbang's men appeared, all his soldiers surrendered when they saw that the situation was wrong, and no one was willing to follow him.
Adjutant Yang saw this and sneered.
"Haha, Marshal...you know, it's not that we are ungrateful, but that you are not worthy of being Marshal at all. If you beat or scold us at will, or even if it just doesn't suit your wishes, you may take a shot at us at any time, your gun.
If it weren’t for Chen Yulou’s strong support, would you be able to get where you are today?”
What Adjutant Yang said was true, and Luo Laowai was speechless.
Adjutant Yang shook his head and had no intention of continuing.
There is no need, there is no need to talk nonsense with a dying person.
The cold pistol was pressed against Mr. Luo's crooked forehead, and the two of them looked at each other without showing any signs of weakness.
However, I don’t know if Luo Laowai has ever regretted this.
Probably not.
After all, people will not learn from past failures, especially those like Luo Laowai who fought from the bottom.
Luo Laowai firmly believes in his own way of survival. This failure will only make him think that he didn't hit him hard enough and that his superiors and subordinates were not afraid of him enough.
"Luo Shuai, it's time to hit the road. For the sake of taking me in, I'll give you a treat."
"Snapped."
Blood splattered everywhere, brains overflowed, red and white splattered all over the floor.
In the land of western Hunan, a generation of warlord Luo Laowai officially retired.
This is probably the common fate of warlords and commanders in troubled times, being on the edge of danger at any time.
Ma Zhenbang watched his former enemy being shot in the head, a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and at the same time there was a trace of fear. The fear of Adjutant Yang, this is human nature!
Ma Zhenbang stood up and ordered.
"Let's go out and...arrange people to surround the entire Pingshan Mountain. I want them to be unable to fly."
"Yes, handsome!"
On the square in front of the Dan Palace, rows of Xiling warriors were tied up and forced to kneel to the ground.
Those former collaborators, Luo Laowai's soldiers, were also responsible for guarding.
Huamaguai looked at these soldiers, his eyes almost ready to burst into flames.
These people surrendered too quickly and were too cruel to their former partners.
Insults, punches, kicks, whips...
These people had no intention of letting off steam, as if they were afraid that they would not be able to defeat the Xiling warriors and would not gain the trust of their new masters.