"Migration team..." Zhang Rongfang frowned. The manpower he transferred to Citong's side were the ones with the best qualifications and the best understanding among the many beautiful women he had rescued before.
This time I was transferred here to help Renxian Guan build a money-making platform.
In terms of intelligence alone, Qing Su and others from Wushan Mansion are definitely powerful.
But when it comes to making money alone, it still depends on the team at Citong.
"Let Zhen Hai come to my place." Zhang Rongfang had a slight headache. He had very few super-grade manpower. At this time, he felt a little stretched.
Making money is very important, and Bigu Pill is also very important.
This is related to how quickly he can accumulate attribute points every day.
In this kind of situation, this expert alone may not be enough.
We must find a way...
Not long after, Zhang Zhenhai and Ding Yu went up to the platform together.
"grown ups."
"From now on, just call me Guanzhu." Zhang Rongfang is determined to completely integrate all the forces under his command.
The vampire's ability allows him to carefully select and integrate people who are truly loyal to him, and then quickly increase their strength.
"Yes!" they both responded quickly.
"There are some situations here. Please deal with them separately." Zhang Rongfang immediately told the two of them about the incident that had just occurred.
The two of them responded. Such things had happened a lot recently, but they were all on a small scale, and they had been mentally prepared before.
Zhang Rongfang sighed softly and waved his hand for the others to go down. Chang Yuqing was also taken down to continue practicing literary skills.
She also needs to lay a solid foundation and not be impatient.
The surroundings have settled down again.
In the distance, one could hear the sound of Ding Yu dispatching men to go on missions.
The howling mountain wind in the canyon seemed to make everything quiet.
Zhang Rongfang returned to the attribute column in his field of vision. After thinking for a while, he looked at the martial arts column, the one about virtual image talismans.
Now that he had accumulated fifteen free attribute points, Zhang Rongfang did not hesitate and directly added one point to the plus sign behind the virtual image talisman.
hiss.
There was a soft sound in my mind, and the ten attributes disappeared instantly.
The content in parentheses behind Grandmaster also instantly disappeared, and then the words Crescent Moon slowly appeared.
A bit of coolness, like a silk net, quickly poured out of Zhang Rongfang's heart and flowed throughout his body.
At the same time, new memories flooded into his mind, which was the process of his hard training day and night, and the realization of the master's final pose.
A large number of insights and memories poured in, making him frown slightly for a moment.
The previous memories flooded in for about three years at a time, but this time, they lasted for ten years.
For ten years, without sleep or rest, even Zhang Rongfang could not bear the memory of such arduous cultivation. After all, even if most people spend all their time practicing, they still need to rest and sleep.
But the memory added to the attribute points does not require these.
The cold mesh quickly spreads throughout the body.
About ten minutes later.
Zhang Rongfang slowly opened his eyes and felt that his body seemed to have a new sense of transparency.
After completing the final pose before, he felt a huge change within his body.
And the control over the body has dropped to only half of what it was before.
This is obviously the final pose that breaks through the physical limits, so the consciousness needs to be re-planned and controlled.
But now, after ten attributes, this degree of control has been greatly improved. According to the classification, the duration of the final pose has also reached about half a day.
"As long as you have a clear direction, practice is easy..." Zhang Rongfang opened his eyes, looked at the sky, and continued to practice with satisfaction.
Next time I will have to wait until I have saved up ten more points to add more.
Time flies, and after entering concentration, the conscious sense of time passes very quickly.
Before I knew it, it was getting dark and it was getting dark.
Outside the Wish Girl Canyon, figures covered in blood were approaching quickly.
The guards' expressions changed drastically when they saw this, and they quickly stepped forward to greet him and support him.
After a brief exchange of messages, the person responsible for transmitting the message quickly got on the platform.
"Monitor! News has just been sent back that the rescue team rushed by Lord Ding Yu is in a fierce battle. There are actually spiritual guards among the Red Scarf Army thugs!"
"Lingwei!?" Zhang Rongfang stood up.
But before he could reply, a figure quickly entered the canyon in the distance.
"Report!
Mr. Zhang Zhenhai led a team to rescue the migration team, and they are in a tough battle. I hope they can ask for help!"
"Can't both sides hold on at the same time?...This Red Scarf Army seems to have something." Zhang Rongfang knew without asking that the only people who could make Zhang Zhenhai, who was in the super-level realm, fall into a hard fight were the worshipers and masters at the same level.
There is no other possibility.
Zhang Zhenhai is now a person who has entered the internal medicine. With abundant financial resources, she entered the internal medicine in advance and did not fully complete the nine external medicines.
But that's enough.
You must know that most ordinary geniuses will not hesitate and procrastinate on super-grade external medicines, but will directly choose to enter internal methods.
Zhang Zhenhai just falls into the normal category.
Zhang Rongfang stood up and thought for a moment. The only person in his hands who can take charge of his role now is probably Zhang Yunqi.
I still can’t completely trust Taoist Qingxiao.
Nowadays, he is the only one who can handle the worship of God.
Immediately, he calmed down his thoughts silently.
"Someone, lead the way!"
After getting off the platform, Zhang Yunqi and Zhang Rongfang left the canyon together and went to two places for support, led by the people who had returned to ask for help.
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when!
In the snow, Zhang Zhenhai quickly drew traces with his short sword, and he quickly fought with the two red scarf leaders on the opposite side.
In the snow, her moves were slowly gaining the upper hand. Although she was an internal magician, the two people opposite her were actually both excellent external medicine masters, and they both worshiped gods.
Before this, she had killed two people twice in succession, but was revived by them both times.
In the mountains and forests not far away, there were faint sounds of fighting between the red scarf thugs and the migration team.
Most of the people in the migration team were women, and everyone wore hoods to hide their faces. At this time, some people were injured and were applying medicine in the inner circle.
There were several people lying on the ground in a pool of blood, unable to move.
"Kill! Hahaha!"
"Gold, I see gold!
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"Beauty! So many beauties are all ours!"
The thugs wearing red scarves were like locusts, constantly swooping from the periphery to the center.
A small number of them are well-trained, and they are not as undisciplined as ordinary mobs.
This section directed the rest of the Red Turban Army to attack crazily.
What's strange is that most of the red scarf thugs' eyes are full of fanaticism, with almost no sense at all.
In the snow, people from the migration team gradually fell into a pool of blood one by one. Others were dragged, tied up, and thrown to the outside to be watched.
Zhang Zhenhai was shocked to see that these people in the migration team were all elites selected by Citong, and they were wasted in the hands of these thugs. How could she explain this to the adults!?
At this moment, a shadow in the distance approached quickly like a sharp arrow.
A hundred meters away, you'll be there in the blink of an eye.
The shadow suddenly approached one of the people besieging Zhang Zhenhai and raised his hand.
puff!
The man was holding a short sword and was about to slash wildly, but his movement was more than a beat slower, the blade was still in mid-air, and he was already hit.
A blood hole suddenly exploded in the middle of his head, and silver spiritual threads were faintly flowing and shining in it, trying to heal the wound. But it was still too late.
The thug fell back and lost his voice.
The phantom flashed again, spanning more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and flashed past another Spirit Guard thug.
The second man's body bent as if he had been hit by a heavy rhinoceros, and he flew away. His sternum and heart were completely shattered, and he died on the spot.
The shadow did not stop and quickly rushed towards the direction of the migration team.
He seemed to be taking a walk, his movements seemed slow but actually fast, walking randomly among hundreds of thugs, circling back and forth.
No one is his enemy.
Just over ten seconds later, the last thug fell to the ground and died with a look in his eyes.
The snow that had not completely melted was covered with blood everywhere.
Zhang Rongfang stopped and stood there, looking at the leading woman of the migration team.
"Are you okay?"
"Selena, sir! I'm waiting...most of them are just injured. Fortunately, they want to capture us alive..." The woman leading the team was a Western woman who was rescued from Xizong.
Blonde, blue eyes, fair and rosy complexion, she looks young and has a baby face.
Her name is Serena, and she is also the senior talent responsible for controlling everyone in this migration team and leading the team along the way.
She had been besieged by thugs for a long time, and there was still some fear on her face.
They haven't encountered such danger for a long time since they were robbed by Xizong.
"Thank you for your hard work. Please bring someone to comfort everyone. I'll go see the real sea." Zhang Rongfang glanced around, feeling a little solemn in his heart.
"yes!"
Back at Zhang Zhenhai's side, the two thug leaders had revived, shaking their heads and rushing towards her again with red eyes.
Zhang Rongfang stepped forward, accelerated his body, and struck out from behind the two of them.
The blood in the bodies of the two thugs was quickly absorbed and they fell into a state of stiffness.
After two more strikes, the two spirit guards finally fell to the ground completely, their bodies turning black and quickly turning into black ash.
"Are you okay?" Zhang Rongfang looked at Zhang Zhenhai.
"No...just...a little tired." Zhang Zhenhai's beautiful eyes were red, and his tall chest was rising and falling violently. He didn't know how long he had been fighting with those two people before.
"Because there are not many good hands and there are not many people who can help me, so... I can't kill these two people at the same time. After finally killing one, the other one comes up to pester me..." she explained.
"It doesn't matter, it's not your fault." Zhang Rongfang frowned. It would be difficult to solve this kind of trouble without worshiping gods.
What made him feel a little heavy was that there was something wrong with the reaction of those red scarf thugs just now.
"Have you noticed that there seems to be something wrong with these red scarf thugs?" he asked in a deep voice.
"Yes! When my subordinates first arrived here, there were still a few of the master guards of the migration team alive and still fighting hard. At that time, they realized something was wrong," Zhang Zhenhai said quickly.
"These people are not afraid of death, and their physical fitness is not that of ordinary people. Even a random thug is comparable to a top-grade warrior who has practiced martial arts for many years. This is not normal!"
She paused and said solemnly.
"You know how difficult it is to train a martial artist and how much time it takes. You can never let them out for consumption like they do. There must be something wrong with this!"