The county government was also moved to the mountain.

All the bandits in Minfeng territory must pay taxes to him.

It had little impact on the lives of the common people, and they even tasted the benefits - a group of bandits were controlled by young people and did not dare to attack the common people in the territory, and their lives were much more stable - they did not resist this self-reliant county guard.

Of course, some people have reported this problem.

But where is King Geng’s court in charge?

Zheng Qiao, the official leader of the Geng Kingdom, is not here.

This issue has been put off forever.

In addition, Minfeng is a small place as big as Zhima. It is said to be a county, but its size is only a small town. Who wants to take care of such a mess.

The young man took root here and lived a happy life. A while ago, I heard reports from many mountain bandit villages that a group of suspicious people had entered the country and that the team was carrying countless ill-gotten gains. It happened that the mountain village was too poor to uncover the truth and did a job.

Tickets to go!

So, there was this scene before us.

The young man did not bother Gong Xi to wait for others.

They just tortured the people, where they came from and where they were going, and checked their belongings and found that many things had official seals on them.

The young man asked: "Your brother gave it to you?"

He held up his chin and said with a smile: "Do you know how much wealth there is here? Is your brother a prince, a nobleman, or one of the three nobles and nine ministers, how can he make so much money? I have never heard of any court minister named Gongxi. This lie is not the least bit unreasonable.

Heart."

Gong Xilai pursed his lips.

It can be seen that the goal of young people is money.

Nowadays, everyone is a slave, I am a fish, and all the bodyguards I can rely on have been captured. Is it really necessary to lose money and avoid disaster?

Gong Xi Lai was naturally unwilling.

But she knew better that this was the bandit leader in front of her!

A displeasure might even reward her casually to a subordinate, or a group of subordinates. Thinking of that scene, her lips turned white and her whole body trembled slightly. When she was about to grit her teeth and exchange property for everyone's safety, she lazily trembled.

The young man lying on the couch had a solemn expression. He sat upright and looked up towards the village gate. In a moment, a dark green martial aura shot into the sky.

He said: "Here comes a tough fight!"

The smell is very dangerous!

Gong Xilai and Yang Ying also looked at the movement.

But he saw a familiar figure rushing out of the martial aura, falling from the sky like a cannonball, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"Brother!"

Gong Xiqiu glanced at her. She was clean and not in a bad state. He thought she wasn't tortured much, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come, come behind brother, don't be afraid."

Probably because he thought Gong Xilai and Yang Ying were both weak women, he did not tie them up. When Gong Xilai heard this, he immediately ran up behind him, grabbed a piece of his armor, pointed at the young man and complained: "Brother

, this is the man who robbed us!"

Gong Xiqiu sneered: "I saw it."

Then he said: "Alai, how do you want him to die!"

Gong Xilai also has a vengeful character. If someone supports him, if he doesn't tremble now, when will he? However, thinking of his identity as a young man and not wanting to cause trouble to Gong Xichou, he whispered: "Brother, he seems to be Min Feng

Sheriff, it’s better not to kill him."

But a severe beating is absolutely necessary!

The young man crossed his chest and pouted: "Can he kill me?"

Gong Xiqiu sneered: "How will you know if you don't try?"

When a group of bandit brothers heard this, they swarmed up and surrounded Gong Xiqiu and his party with their sharp blades. The young man raised his hand to stop them and scolded them to retreat. He moved his wrist and said, "Well, how about you see the real chapter?

"

Gong Xiqiu said: "Very good."

If you have a fight, you need to find another place.

There were mostly ordinary people like Gong Xilai nearby, with weak physiques. How could they withstand the impact of a burst of martial energy at close range? A dark green, a cyan, and two martial energies rose into the sky almost at the same time, and flew to another mountain in unison.

go.

Gong Xilai nervously grabbed Yang Ying's wrist.

Yang Ying patted the back of her hand comfortingly.

He whispered: "General Gongxi will not lose."

Yang Ying didn't know who the host family was that took her in, but when she found out it was Gong Xichou, she couldn't help but think of the gossip she heard on the way to escape. The general who led the troops to attack Xiaocheng was none other than Gong Xichou! He also fought with her father.

The general.

In other words——

My father died at the hands of this man.

Although Yang Ying was grieving, she could not feel much hatred. She was born in a general family, and she often heard her father Yang Gong mention that it was a good death for a brave warrior to die on the battlefield, at least it was better than dragging a rotting body to die on the bed.

glory.

Life and death on the battlefield all depend on ability.

If you die in battle, your skills will be inferior to others.

Yang Ying swallowed the matter silently and digested it alone, not daring to reveal anything to Gong Xi Lai. How could a warrior who could defeat her father lose to a bandit leader so easily?

I thought I could win easily, but I didn't expect that it took a long time, which even surprised Gong Xiqiu himself. Although he was still injured internally and could not use all his force, the gap between the young man and him was too big, and this gap was an insurmountable gap!

"The intention of a warrior..."

Gong Xiqiu saw the clues.

This young man actually has the ambition to be a warrior!

I'm ashamed to say that he doesn't have this thing.

Because the meaning of a warrior is a killing technique that only has a 10% chance of enlightenment between life and death! It is rare and rare! Except for the night of genocide, Gong Xiqiu is the one who forces others into desperate situations.

The idea of ​​a warrior is just the icing on the cake for him.

No matter how strong the enemy is, he will still die if his head is taken off.

However, this enemy is a bit interesting.

There is still a vaguely familiar atmosphere.

Gong Xiqiu stepped forward and asked, "How old are you?"

The animal skin on the young man's body had been scorched, and nearly half of his armor was broken. Although he was embarrassed, he had no intention of begging for mercy. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and chuckled: "Why do you ask?"

Gong Xiqiu looked carefully at the young man's face.

"Is there thirty-seven or eighty-eight?"

The young man rolled his eyes and didn't want to answer.

The next breath, Gong Xiqiu made a strange move.

He took off one of his breast shields and looked at it in the mirror, murmuring: "It's quite handsome, but it doesn't look like it..."

After the photo is taken, get dressed and go back.

"Is your surname Jimo or Gongxi?"

The young man was annoyed: "My surname is Xun!"

Gong Xiqiu was disappointed: "Oh, look how talented you are, you may be my opponent in the future, so I won't screw with your head."

If you pull out good seedlings, you will lose one.

How boring it will be in the future.

"But you have to apologize to Alai. You scared her! If you don't apologize, I will break your legs!"

As for why the young man named Xun had a familiar aura, I will ask later. The young man lowered his head and glanced at his weak, drooping, twisted left arm, and slightly moved his mouth: "Oh, okay!"

He can bend and stretch!

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

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It’s another day of blood-fighting.

It’s been three days since the 2-in-1, keep working hard!

PS: Didn’t I get my glucose tolerance test today??? Because I forgot to do the nucleic acid test, I squatted at home all day and forgot the concept of time. Alas, I was blocked at the entrance of the health service center. It was embarrassing. I couldn’t bear to drink after nine o’clock last night.
Chapter completed!