"All Xingtians take off immediately!! Under my banner as the order!!" Yan Bing issued an order in an orderly manner, then took out a flowering bullet from one of Xingtian's hanging baskets and hugged them in his arms. He looked at the two soldiers stunned...
"Master, coach...what are you doing? I want to die with others!?" One of the soldiers asked tremblingly, pointing at the flowering bullet in Yan Bing's arms.
Yan Bing just smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "Am I that stupid? Don't worry, even if I explode, I have to throw it out and explode it. Don't worry, hurry up and take it to the air and follow the orders!"
"Yes!" The two soldiers responded, then unscrewed the burner valve, saluted Yan Bing, and slowly rose to the altitude...
Baolong Pavilion, who learned the news, also removed the personnel from the front yard and came to the back yard, guarding Li Chengxiao's bamboo building, and everyone was waiting for it...
But……
I kept coming from Chen and waiting until noon... Nearly three hours passed... Except for the occasional wisps of dead grass that the cold wind blew by, everyone didn't even see a single hair...
"Uh...why... let's have a meal first..."
Baolong Pavilion senior brother Tang Zitao made a deep voice to everyone.
"Okay, I'm actually hungry!" The fourth uncle Situ Chengqian patted his stomach and showed a silly smile. The fifth uncle who was beside him gave him a blank look, but could only sigh and shake his head.
Yan Bing turned around and looked at the fourth uncle, then turned his head to look at Feng Chen and Lu Liang, who were giggling foolishly. He had to shrugge and whisper to Qin Ming beside him: "Master, the kitchen has the dry food prepared before. You can arrange for everyone to eat. I will arrange for Xingtian to continue to be alert. If there is any change, the niece will inform you as soon as possible."
"Well... OK," the master nodded, and then ordered to the people behind him: "The disciples who were responsible for helping the chef quickly caught fire and cook, and the other disciples should rest on the spot--!"
"yes--!!"
The disciples bowed and bowed. Then, some people sat on the ground, some rolled up their sleeves and ran to the kitchen. Yan Bing, and gently placed the flowering ball on the ground, then took out the colorful flags tied around their waists, waved the flags three times into the air: "Warning!"
Until she raised her telescope and saw the middle of the sky replying in a flag saying: "Get order!", she nodded, jumped to the roof of the bamboo building in a few seconds, and sat cross-legged in the direction of the southwest...
In a short while, smoke rose from the kitchen of Baolong Pavilion. After a while, the aroma of meat and vegetables came one after another. Some disciples who had been hungry since the morning, some were sitting there sucking the fragrance of the air hard, while some turned their heads and looked at the kitchen without moving. It seemed that they had been patient for a long time before, but they just didn't dare to say it.
In order to facilitate everyone's meals, the disciples of the kitchen directly took out the pinnacle of the northern meat and vegetables combination!
Pork and cabbage stewed vermicelli...
When the two large iron pots were almost stewed, the disciples in the kitchen put the dishes into several wooden barrels, moved them to the bamboo building, and gave each of them an empty bowl, a baked bun, and a pair of chopsticks. Then they carried the wooden barrels and served them one by one. In this way, there were meat, vegetables and cakes, which were rich. Many disciples from the Baolong Pavilion from the south had eaten such rough and delicious dishes for the first time. They couldn't help but give thumbs up and praise them.
On the bamboo building, Ling Yue also held two bowls and a cake in her hand, slowly landed beside Yan Bing. She said "hmm" and handed it out...
Yan Bing looked up at Ling Yue, then looked down at the bowls of dishes, and said with a wry smile: "Are you planning to let me eat it..."
Ling Yue had the cake in her mouth and couldn't speak. She just said "um" and pushed the bowl at Yan Bing again. It was not until Yan Bing took the bowl that she freed up her hand and took out two pairs of chopsticks from her arms...
"You just take it for you, there's not so much nonsense. Do you think I'm as stupid as you? You don't even take chopsticks?" Ling Yue finally let out one hand and took off the steamed bun in her mouth. After holding it for a long time, she was like a cannon and slammed it.
Yan Bing smiled and took the half of the steamed bun that Ling Yue had torn, and started to swallow it...
In fact, after waiting for this long time, she was already hungry...
But it was in this slack moment that she could not see the flag whispers of soldiers in the Sky Camp constantly waving...
"Enemy attack!!!"
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"Swish!"
"Swish!"
"Swish!"
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When figures suddenly arrived and landed in front of everyone, the people from Feixiamen and Baolong Pavilion were stunned...
And opposite...
I was stupid too...
Time was lost in the strange atmosphere for a few seconds, and the sound of throwing bowls and drawing swords came one after another. The two sides immediately entered a tense situation. Yan Bing also jumped back to its previous position and picked up the flower bullet.
Confrontation...
murderous look……
peaceful……
Until an old man walked out of the crowd opposite him...
The man's smile and gray beard, if it weren't for the slightest aura that leaked from his body, the air would have condensed. If he didn't know, he thought this was the old man next door who came to visit...
"Hehehe...his...I'm very curious... so many of you gather here...I didn't know we were coming long ago..."
"Hmph! Is this still necessary to ask? Otherwise, how could they have been so coincidental that they all gathered here! Someone must have leaked the news!!"
Everyone looked in the voice, and the person who was answering the conversation had already walked out of the crowd opposite. Unlike the former's kind face, the old man's eyes were bulging and his cheeks were slightly concave. Just looking at his face, he was not a good person to meet.
“Not necessarily…”
A hoarse and dark voice slowly spoke, and saw another person walking out of the crowd opposite, but this person didn't look like an old man... because his hair, beard, and spotless black. Even his eye sockets and lips were thick black. Rather than saying that he was not like an old man, he didn't even look like a living person... That black and yellow old face seemed to be resurrected by a zombie... Just a glance was creepy.
"The thing floating in the sky should be the thing called Xingtian. This thing can fly thousands of feet high and be seen for more than a hundred miles... Maybe they discovered it, but it may not be..."
"Old Ghost Romon—!!!"
Seeing the man walking out from the opposite side, the master, the second master, the fourth uncle, and the fifth uncle, the four people shouted out the other party's name almost in unison. At this time, the four people were glaring, their teeth were rippling, and they all looked like they wanted to eat and peel the other party alive.
"Xie Changkong—!! Zhao Wuji—!! You really have collusion with the Romon Church—!!!”
Yu Mohan gritted his silver teeth and stared at the three old men opposite him fiercely. The seven long nails floating around him were all "buzzing" driven by her anger.
But the old man Heshan, who spoke first on the opposite side, laughed out loud when he heard this...
"Hahahaha... collusion?? It's not a question, it's not a question. We just made a few deals... After all, I'm so easy to deal with, you guys... it should be clear... If you want to hate, just hate them, one will give me a famous sword and the other will give me a pearl. I'm also very difficult to deal with... Hahahaha!"
"At this point, you are still thinking about leaving yourself apart!?? In front of a group of 'dead people', who are you pretending to show me?" Old Ghost Romon glanced at Xie Changkong, showing a look of contempt, while Zhao Wuji, who was standing beside him, suddenly snorted coldly.
"Our Central Plains martial arts world is different from you. Everything needs to be based on causality and effect. Today, I came here for the word "reason"!!" After Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he stroked his beard and looked at Li Lingyue's father, Li Jingguo...
"Li Jingguo—!! I came to my house in person that day and gave me a betrothal gift! I want to betroth your daughter to my third son as my wife! Why did I accept the betrothal gift!! But I regret it!?? Where did you do this? Where is the face of my Supreme Sword Village?! Today, I should lead the crowd to spread your name and slap you Baolong Pavilion-!!”
Zhao Wuji's reason was so powerful that he found it, which made Li Jingguo, a "Wu Lin scholar" who only knew how to be rude and could not help but blush a little, and he was speechless in an instant. However, as long as anyone with a discerning eye, he should understand such a thing. The so-called proposal for marriage was just the introduction he laid a year ago.
Therefore, scholars are obviously at a disadvantage against hooligans.
And the gangster... After all, they have to rely on the gangster to control it...
Zhao Wuji's words, as soon as he finished speaking, someone sighed in Feixia Gate and said loudly: "It's worthy of being an old world... It's hypocritical enough!!!!"
The speaker was holding a big iron lump and slowly walked out of the crowd...