"Swoosh--"

Another feather arrow shot, and Qin Fengqing quickly dodged to the right. Although he dodged his body, the big bag on his shoulder did not dodge. The feather arrow shot him into a big hole. The alloy weapons and basic energy stones he had collected before began to fall out.

Qin Fengqing's heart was about to be grabbed. As soon as he lowered his head to pick it up, another feather arrow hit him, and Qin Fengqing quickly got up.

"Bang--"

When they dodged just now, another pile of alloy weapons fell to the ground, and the big bag faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"My money."

"Go to death (the word "地地")"

Another fifth-grade cave warrior holding a long sword reached out and threw the sword in his hand out not far from Qin Fengqing.

Qin Fengqing tried his best to dodge to the right, but the distance was too close, and a hole was cut out on his left waist, his clothes were also scratched, and the cultivation energy stone in his pocket fell down.

"Made, do you think Mr. Qin is easy to bully?"

Qin Fengqing reached into his left pocket and took out two energy stones for cultivation, which wrapped the energy of qi and blood and threw them backwards. The energy stone exploded, and exploded the warrior of the cave who had just thrown the flying sword into rags.

"Two million, no more."

Qin Fengqing continued to run with a sad face. Now he was a big loss. He would have not come if he had known. He was really a waste. He had to help Feng Xiu block the knife. Feng Xiu killed you, go and kill him.

"The one who killed you is ahead, go chase him."

But the warriors of the cave couldn't understand his words. When they saw him turning back and showing a humble expression, they thought they were provoking and insulting them. They suddenly became angry. Regardless of their own losses, they began to shoot Qin Fengqing with bows and arrows.

Qin Fengqing was a little puzzled. Why did he finish explaining that these underground cave warriors continued to chase and bite him like mad dogs.

Helplessly, Qin Fengqing had to take out two more energy stones and threw them at the back, allowing the other party's pursuit to temporarily suspend.

"My money!"

Soon, Qin Fengqing's body shape gradually became slimmer from its original round shape.

The warrior from the cave behind was dizzy when the bombed, and his qi and blood were consumed very much.

...

Hope City.

Huang Jing walked to General Xu with an anxious look and asked, "Is that reconnaissance team back?"

Xu Mo looked solemn: "Not yet, maybe..."

The reconnaissance teams are disciplined and must come back every once in a while. They can only overcome this discipline unless they encounter major intelligence. Of course, there is another situation, that is, they will encounter an accident and be wiped out.

They went out for a month in total, and the last letter was half a month ago. Could it be...

Seeing Xu Mofu's expression, Huang Jing felt bad guesses.

There is a high probability that the reconnaissance team has been destroyed, and the experienced reconnaissance team led by the fourth-grade peak team has been completely wiped out. Can Feng Xiu come back alive? Unless he has wings on his back and can fly back.

Alas, when you go back, you have to face the crazy woman Lu Qingrou again.

Originally, Lu Qingrou suspected that someone was assassinating his disciples to attack her spirit and prevent her from entering the Grandmaster. Now, Feng Xiu went to the cave for the first time and had no news, and she decided to go crazy.

But Huang Jing had no choice. He thought he could just take Feng Xiu to visit and learn about the cave. He didn't expect that he would come to the real world. There were so many things to do in the Weapon Academy, so it would be fine to stay in the cave with him for two days, but if he went out for half a month or a month, that wouldn't work.

Not long after the freshman started school, the Weapon Academy was in charge of all the leaders. Wouldn't those outstanding seedlings be poached by the old man Chen Zhenhua from the School of Liberal Arts and Sciences?

I hope Feng Xiu can come back alive, and it’s okay to have a broken leg.

But this hope is very slim.

...

Hope the gate

The two guards at the city gate chatted casually, one fat man and the other thin man.

Warriors holding long swords, spears, and swords next to them came and went, walking in a hurry, with a serious expression, wrapped in a fierce aura.

Such murderous intent is invisible or touched, but it does exist. When a very vicious murderer stands in front of you, your body will be tense instantly and you dare not look at him.

But for these two guards, these evil spirits are all childhood memories. They have never been on the battlefield or killed people. Who has not had this evil spirit?

"The situation is getting more and more dangerous now. I heard that a few days ago, Tianmen City sent another army into the meat grinding farm."

"Hey, since I arrived at this Demon Capital Cave, this battle has never stopped. It's no big deal. Tianmen City has been on the verge of the city, but it was still defeated by the master of Demon Martial Arts.

Now Tianmen City is no longer our opponent. If it weren't for the fear of destroying Tianmen City and causing other cities to be vigilant, the masters of magic martial arts would have taken action long ago."

"That's right...hey, look, what's there?"

"It seems...one person?"

I saw a red shadow appearing on the horizon, looking like a red lantern from afar. When the other party walked in little by little, I realized that it was a person, a person covered in blood.

Feng Xiu was holding a long stick with his eyelids drooping, and he was getting closer to Hope City little by little. He was too tired. He had been out for almost half a month and had walked at least a few hundred kilometers, and he had almost never seen each other.

His current state is like a person who has just finished his night. He is so sleepy that he is depressed and has a weak body. There are only two ways to recover. You either find a place to sleep or have some coffee to continue fighting in the Internet cafe.

If he could come to retreat and ask Feng Xiu to kill a few of them, he might not be so tired. Unfortunately, there was not one along the way. He now chose to go home and sleep like a nightclub, and just walked to the gate of the community.

"Is he a cave warrior or a human warrior?"

The fat man asked uncertainly, his hand pressing on the sword.

"No, I must be a human warrior, otherwise he could go to the gate of Hope City. I'm so kind, how many people would have to be killed."

A few dozen meters away, he could feel the murderous aura that soared into the sky, as if he had crawled out of the pile of dead people.

Feng Xiu walked closer, and the people who were entering and leaving the City of Hope in both sides involuntarily made way. For no other reason, asking is respect and admiration.

When Feng Xiu walked past the two guards at the door, the two guards couldn't help swallowing their saliva. This feeling was like when a tiger went down the mountain, the wild wolf, mountain deer, and bison around him involuntarily lowered their heads to show respect.

After Feng Xiu walked away, the two guards muttered in a low voice.

"The master should not kill more than him!"

"He gave me a stronger feeling than my instructor gave me at the beginning. I helped me a little, and my legs became weak."

The Grandmaster will definitely kill more people than Feng Xiu, but the Grandmaster will kill people with one piece and no blood will touch it.

Feng Xiu beat him to death with a stick with his own hands, and blood splattered all over his body, so this evil aura would naturally be much more violent.

When he walked into Hope City, Feng Xiu wanted to find a place to fall head-on, but he couldn't, so he had to report the news first.

The exchange office was in a long queue, and there were all warriors who had just returned. When Feng Xiu came, everyone planned to give him a place, but Feng Xiu walked over directly.

"Hey, does this man have no trophy?"

"How could there be no spoils when killing so many people? I guess all the energy stones are seized, and they are kept in my pocket."

"Yes, this pile of rags makes people look down on it."

A warrior was carrying a big bag filled with weapons from the underground cave warriors.

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Chapter completed!