Chentian was walking on the way to the prisoner of war camp, full of doubts. What did this mean?
Could it be that there are monsters hiding in prisoner-of-war camps that can confuse people's minds and make people lose their memory?
Chen Tian was puzzled. She had just invited Tong Ruoran to go with him, but she didn't accept it. Instead, she turned around and left in a rather disgusted way.
A woman’s heart.
Can't guess.
He had just finished sighing when he suddenly heard a roar from the ground, followed by the roar of hundreds of beasts, which shook the sky.
Chen Tian took off the Fengan sword from his waist and jumped away. In the distance, he saw that the prisoner-of-war camp was full of jackals, tigers and leopards, forcing the soldiers to retreat step by step, and the front almost collapsed.
"court death!"
Jumping into the battlefield, the sharp Feng'an sword rolled up a cloud of blood mist. In a moment, three or four jackals were pierced through the chest, and the bright red blood spilled all over the ground, arousing the smell of cruelty.
The beasts quickly noticed the sudden change, abandoned the jailer who was cornered, and hurriedly turned around to attack the uninvited guest.
But they soon discovered that this white-haired boy with no spiritual power fluctuations had extremely good combat prowess.
As long as there is a slight contact, even if you avoid the long sword, the jointed limbs will be removed.
Like maggots attached to bones, like shadows following them.
Moreover, his seemingly thin and thin body actually contains infinite power. Not only is he unable to fight with brute force, but his fighting skills are also completely out of reach.
All the beasts were immediately in an uproar, and fell into a dilemma of being attacked from both sides. In front of them, there was the Yongzi Camp who resisted stubbornly, and in the back, the God of War was killing everyone.
Chen Tian kicked the bear monster in front of him with a side kick, and smashed the knee of the bear demon in front of him. Taking advantage of the pain, Chen Tian knelt down on one knee and slashed his throat with the Feng'an sword in his hand without hesitation.
The blood sprayed like a tidal wave, making the lamps on the wall sizzle.
Bang——
The huge body of the bear demon slowly fell down, revealing Chen Tian's uncertain face. The thick blood flowed down the hilt of the sword and pooled like water, dripping on the ground with a splash.
All the beasts were horrified by it, and they stared at the bottle of God of Death in trembling silence.
"riot?"
"Speak clearly if you want to die!"
Chen Tian casually waved his hand, and Feng'an's long sword flew out quickly, instantly nailing the monkey demon who was about to climb the wall to escape to the wall bricks.
The hilt of the sword trembled and buzzed, as if a sledgehammer was constantly hitting the hearts of beasts.
The situation on the field at this time was extremely strange.
A group of demonic beasts practicing external martial arts, all five big and three thick, like iron towers, were forced into a corner by the white-haired young man alone, one against ten.
Even though he was unarmed, none of the beasts dared to move, they were as dumb as a chicken.
"You, come here."
Chen Tian tilted his head to greet the jailer of Yongzi Camp and asked him to come to his side: "Who hit you just now? Go back."
The little pawn was stunned, and then anger welled up in his heart.
He ripped off his heavy bag and squeezed into the herd. He immediately rounded his arms and slapped the muscular tiger demon on the face.
Faced with such humiliation, the beasts still did not dare to move and remained as silent as a cicada.
Although the tiger demon was full of resentment, facing the forest of Modao troops and Chen Tian's gloomy expression, he shook his Adam's apple and did not dare to act rashly, even if he could bite off the pawn's head with one bite.
at this time.
Fan Changxiang led the few remaining soldiers over and laid out a lot of torture instruments in front of Chentian.
"Report to the God of Enlightenment!"
"The general is late in pursuing me, please forgive me!"
"There are still monsters that have escaped? Have they all been captured?" Chen Tian frowned, took the Feng'an sword handed over by the soldier, and spoke again, "In the future, if there is an escape from prison, ten people will be imprisoned, and there is no need to report it for instructions."
"Here!" Fan Changxiang roared in a deep voice, "A total of eighteen monsters escaped from prison this time. Except for one snow leopard who couldn't catch up, the rest were brought to justice!"
"Just do as you're told."
Fan Changxiang nodded and waved his soldiers to take the fugitives and hold them in front of the beasts. Then the guillotine fell heavily, and eighteen bloody heads rolled to the ground.
All the beasts were frightened and turned pale, and all of them looked at each other. The original fierce and fierce momentum, accompanied by the smell of blood, was of course gone.
Now they are as docile as a flock of sheep, huddled in the corner silently and not daring to speak, looking at Chen Tian in the field in horror.
But Chentian did not shy away from the pool of blood soaked on the edge of his shoes, and put on a pleasant expression: "They are them, and it has nothing to do with you. I also know what it feels like to be in prison."
"So be it."
"In order to improve your living conditions, we will start construction on the spot tomorrow, build your own barracks, and then distribute food according to the amount of labor per person."
"As for now -" Chen Tian looked around, seeing stumps of limbs and broken arms, and lots of filth.
He smiled: "Let's start cleaning."
Not to mention that all the beasts were confused for a moment and their faces were full of astonishment. Even Yongziying looked at each other.
Fan Changxiang was stunned for a long time, and asked nonchalantly: "...What did the God just say?"
"You heard me right, I plan to rest here tonight. How can I sleep peacefully in such a mess?" Chen Tian said seriously, not joking at all.
That’s all the words are said for.
No one dared to say anything different.
Yongziying immediately drove away all the beasts and started cleaning, not sparing every brick and tile, and the scene became lively in an instant.
Chen Tian did not leave, leaning sideways on the heavy guillotine. There was also a hundred-stone rhinoceros horn bow beside him, and three or two god-killing arrows also gave off a strange cold light in the night.
Naturally, all the beasts dare not escape.
Although he didn't understand what Chen Tian meant by this move, under the supervision of Modao Team, he carefully cleaned the prisoner of war camp.
The corpses with their heads missing were neatly placed in the field. The originally arrogant and domineering tiger demon was digging holes diligently, fearing that he would be next.
"Only monsters? What about those plant elves?" Chen Tian asked doubtfully.
Fan Changxiang pointed to the other courtyard: "They were imprisoned in the other courtyard, and they had more responsibilities. According to the suggestions of Fan Sheng of Hekunmen and Tong Ruoran of Xianyin Pavilion, they were not punished, but were taken care of very well."
In fact, the cultivation of plant elves is not necessarily worse than that of monsters and beasts. After all, they also absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and transform into human forms.
But monsters can move around, while plant elves rely on their true bodies and can only transform.
Without the nourishment of the main body, the natural combat power of the grass and tree elves is greatly reduced, and the five elements of metal overcome wood, and the Yongzi camp's swords and guns do great damage.
They may still be in human form now, their souls have not been extinguished, and their abundant spiritual power reserves can also be seen.
"Hekunmen's suggestion?" Chen Tian was a little confused.
But he thought about the Guigen soldiers proposed by Cheng Yiliang of Qianji Pavilion after studying the stone monsters, and suddenly understood Fan Sheng, and based on this, he wanted to master the method of promoting the growth of vegetation.
"Bring them here and have a look. I haven't seen the grass elves under Brahma Lin's command. What do they look like?"
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]
"Here!" Fan Changxiang took off the nameplate on his waist and handed it to the ordering soldier.
Not long after, groups of graceful figures came from the gate of the camp. Their bodies were soft and varied, and they were incompatible with the bloody environment. It seemed that the blazing bonfire made them brighter.
Especially the grass elf walking at the forefront of the team, dressed in green clothes, looking like a willow by the pond when he moves.
"...Is this the grass elf?"
"That's right."
"Aren't you really a Liyuan disciple from Zui Xing Tower?"
"Reporting to the Lord God, it was I who captured these plant elves in the first place. They are absolutely the plant elves of the Brahma Sect." Fan Changxiang assured Chen Tian with a beating chest, saying that he was absolutely right.
He thought for a while and then said: "As for their clothes, they were given by the elder Twelve Yin Yun. After all, it is not appropriate to be naked."
Chen Tian did not respond.
Looking down at the hundreds of grass elves standing in front of him, he suddenly understood what Tong Ruoran meant.
It was simply that she was worried that she would be obsessed with the beauty of the plant elves and forget about her and the huge Xianyin Pavilion. Tong Ruoran even did not hesitate to make friends with the plant elves early on, and took the lead in helping them in times of need, giving them clothes and providing them with better food and drink conditions than the monsters.