At night, the warm wind is gentle.

In an empty house near the village head, a group of Yellow Turbans were imprisoned. There were seven people in these Yellow Turbans. Fang Ping was one of them.

Their group actually has a good status. Although they are not as good as Wang Ting's core disciples, they also have a higher status as the core disciples' followers.

Moreover, they all know that what they do is a scam.

They have been imprisoned for three days, and most of them are listless and have become slaughtered by others. But Fang Ping is not.

Because he has been planning for the past three days, he knows that Wang Ting is not dead, so he knows that this is an opportunity.

If it can be rescued, it will be a great contribution.

Not to mention the credit, just say that in the past three days, he noticed that there was a loophole in the strong men who were taking care of them. At midnight, they would definitely go to cook something and eat and drink.

"Oh, I'm hungry again. This bird's business that cares about people is not done by humans."

"I'm hungry, so let's go and cook something."

Now, as the third update arrived in the middle of the night, the strong men in the care of the care could not help but complain, and then there was no sound around. There was no sound and it was quiet all of a sudden.

Fang Ping was excited, but his actions were extremely calm. He looked at his companions around him and saw them sleeping desperately.

He sneered in his heart that this great achievement could not be shared with others. Thinking of this, Fang Ping took a sharp stone hidden and began to cut the rope tied to his body.

"Crack." Soon after, the rope broke, and he looked left and right, happily plunging into the night.

Not long after, Fang Ping left the village. He turned around, looked at the quiet mountain village, and snorted coldly.

"Hmph, when I go and report to Lord Wang, I will wash your small village with blood. Let's see what happened to offend our Yellow Turban Road."

After putting down a cold words, Fang Ping flashed into the night.

Wang Bo is located at a mountain road of more than 100 miles from Wujia Village. Fangping walked non-stop for the middle of the night and had not arrived yet. However, the east shone brightly and the mountain road was a little easier to walk.

"Damn it, I'm so tired." Although Fang Ping was also nimble, he couldn't help but tremble at this moment. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed.

Then continue walking with your head down.

Fortunately, not long after, he came to a flat land in a mountain. This flat land was where Wang Bo was, and his appearance looked no different from a mountain village.

Houses are everywhere, with women and children. But Fang Ping knew that the men in this family were bandits who had blood on the edge of the knife and killed people without blinking.

"arrive."

After arriving here, Fang Ping was very excited. Then, he walked into the mountain village excitedly. However, at the entrance of the village, he was stopped. Two strong men with bows blocked the way and shouted with murderous aura: "Who is it?"

"Don't do anything, hero, I am a entourage under Wang Ting. I want to see you if you have something to do." When Fang Ping saw this, he broke out in cold sweat and said quickly.

"Taoist Wang Ting?" The two strong men looked at Fang Ping and paid special attention to the yellow turbans on Fang Ping's head. Then one of them nodded and greeted: "Come here."

"Thank you." Fang Ping wiped his cold sweat and thanked him. Then, Fang Ping followed the man into the bandit's nest this time. Soon after, the two arrived outside a house.

This house should be the most grand and largest house in this bandit's nest. It not only has a wall, but also a blue brick structure.

Walking inside, there are two houses in front and back. It can be seen that the owner of this room is rich and grand.

"This bandit leader lives better than me. Not only does he have a grand house, but he heard that there are many tender ladies caught from the mountain. I don't know how much gold and silver there are. If I can do it, not only will I have a woman warming the bed at once, but I can also have the capital to recruit soldiers and horses. I can also be called the King of Mountains." Fang Ping saw that the grand house was so envious, and he fantasized in his heart.

But he didn't dare to reveal this fantasy.

Because Wang Bo is indeed afraid. Not only is Wang Bo able to slaughter the village, but also because of Wang Bo’s origin. Others don’t know Wang Bo’s origin, but Fang Ping knows it.

The bandits of this era are usually difficult and the farmers who cannot survive risk their lives to enter the mountains and become bandits. However, Wang Bo entered the industry by himself. It is rumored that he is naturally brave and ruthless and likes the life of the mountain king.

Such people are born into this industry. Therefore, they can be cruel and slaughtered without leaving any other people. They are brave enough to fight like warriors.

Just when Fang Ping was thinking about it but dared not show it, the person who led the way had already brought Fang Ping to the main hall.

The so-called main hall is also grand. Not only is the place large, but there are also many bronze ware inside, and there are also many guys with gold, which look magnificent and grand.

People with cultivation will definitely scold the rich man in this way. But when Fang Ping saw this, he became even more envious.

Fang Ping only felt that his eyes were blinded once, and he calmed down before he recovered. He also noticed the first person sitting kneeling.

I saw that this person had a leopard-shaped eyes, and was strong in body. His muscles were bulging and his bronze skin gave people the feeling of a bronze ware.

The whole person is full of strength and mightyness.

The man just sat there, opening his eyes to look, but Fang Ping felt like he was facing a tiger, and the pressure suddenly increased.

"False man Fang Ping, pay homage to Lord Wang." Fang Ping did not dare to look at him anymore, and he could not breathe after looking at him again. He quickly lowered his head and bowed.

However, although the pressure was very high, Fang Ping was still a little happy.

Wang Uncle Wang met again and again, but every time he felt imposing and famous, and had no bad skills. He took down a Wujia Village and rescued Wang Ting, who was wearing clothes, wouldn’t it be as simple as taking out a bag?

What about Wujia Village, named Wu Feng. I heard that this person exposed Wang Ting. This time I will make you lose money.

Just when Fang Ping was ruthless, Uncle Wang also spoke, and he asked strangely: "Why are you the only one? Wang Ting and the rest of his entourage?"

Wang Bo also recognized Fang Ping.

"Report to the Lord, our Taoist priest has been held hostage by others and is suffering at the moment. Please send troops to rescue our Taoist priest." Fang Ping heard that there was no chance to make a statement, and he quickly said with tears in his eyes.
Chapter completed!