True Martial World Chapter 22: Conscription

In the early morning, the sun is shining and the forest is full of water vapor ...

This ancient wilderness has ushered in a new day.

already stopped collecting medicine, Jiang Xiaorou was making breakfast, and Yi Yun was chopping wood in the yard.

Instead of using a hatchet, he pointed at the firewood with his palm and split it with one palm!

"Pop!"

A crisp sound, the firewood was split in half from the middle, and the cut was extremely neat.

Yi Yun looked at the two firewoods and said to himself: "A warrior who has reached the stage of" Dalongjinhuguquan "can cut a tree stump into a pile with two hands in one minute If the chopsticks are uniform in size and thickness, if I practice martial arts for three months, I don't know if I can reach that level. "

Yi Yun was thinking, and suddenly I heard a noise from not far away.

Attentively, Yi Yun heard Zhao Tiezhu's voice ——

"The tribe of the Lian clan! Listen to me! The tribal elders of the tribe are ordered by already, and then ten strong men will be recruited to cultivate the bones. Those who are interested can register and choose the best!

Huh?

Recruiting ten strong men to make a waste of bones?

As soon as Yi Yun's heart moved, he took it for granted that a few days ago, all the villagers who had cultivated the bones became infected with typhoid fever.

So many people were sick before, and were cured by a so-called "magic panacea."

Now we have to recruit new strong men to cultivate the bones, which is probably a mystery.

Yi Yun thought about it, threw away the firewood, and walked to the village's sun valley.

From a distance, Yi Yun saw Zhao Tiezhu standing loudly on the high platform.

A lot of people are shocked. The villagers who were responsible for refining wild bones have received a lot of benefits. In addition to cured meat and the magical elixir, they often have food subsidies.

Because the barren bones were changed before, the food of the Lian clan is extremely scarce, and they can receive more food, but the villagers dream of it.

"I sign up!"

"I sign up too!"

People rushed to the temporary registration office built by Zhao Tiezhu, lest they would not be in line.

"I'm a big tiger, willing to make bones! I'm a second-class male!"

A tall man, but with a slightly waxed face because he has not eaten for a long time, stood in front of Zhao Tiezhu, looking at Zhao Tiezhu, his eyes full of hope.

"Second class male ... Reluctantly ..." Zhao Tiezhu looked at Wang Dahu up and down with extremely critical eyes.

Zhao Tiezhu did not know that refining the bones would be dead. This is a top secret in the Lien clan. To prevent the information from leaking, only a few seniors of the Lien clan know it.

Other members of the Warrior Reserve Battalion didn't know that this piece of bone was full of deadly cold, and would infiltrate the flesh and blood of the surrounding people, eroding their lives, and eventually sealing its vitality, causing people's internal organs to die and die.

So Zhao Tiezhu thought it was a bad job to make a waste of bones.

Having the power to decide who belongs to the United States, which makes Zhao Tiezhu very contented. The direct benefits of power are that people around him see his eyes clearly more pleasing, and his words are full of compliments.

Zhao Tiezhu's vision of people is extremely picky. "Wang Dahu, you go and stand aside first, it is considered an alternative, and you are not more suitable."

After hearing Zhao Tiezhu's words, Wang Dahu was overjoyed, thanking him incessantly, and stood by obediently.

"Huh? Liu Er, you are also signing up? Just your legs and feet are floating, and you ran away in a gust of wind! Did you know that when you train the bones, you have to chop firewood, burn fire, and fan the wind every day. At night, and the temperature around Dading is very high, and the physical strength is insufficient, he will faint! "

Zhao Tiezhu looked at Liu Er like a monkey in front of him and waved his hand impatiently, letting him get out of here quickly.

Lian Chengyu's task is to select strong men as much as possible. Those who are frail and sick are absolutely not necessary.

Various villagers are rushing to sign up, leaving more and leaving less.

Yi Yun stood cold and watched not far away. He intuitively felt that there was something wrong with the bones!

However, if you have a problem, you should explore it yourself.

Because for Yi Yun, this wild bone is very important.

Lian's Yaoshan's medicine is almost running out. If you continue to cultivate, you need energy and nutrition. How can you rely on coarse grain porridge?

"Huh? It's you!"

Just as Yi Yun thought about what to do next, he suddenly heard the familiar voice sounding behind him.

This voice is low and gentle, but Yi Yun listened, but her face changed!

Lian Chengyu!

Lin Chengyu, isn't it retreat? According to Zhao Tiezhu, he is going to retreat for three months. Why did he leave so early?

Originally, according to Yi Yun's plan, after three months of Lian Chengyu's exit, his strength should be already beyond Lian Chengyu. At that time, he was completely afraid of Lian Chengyu. But now, Yi Yun has only practiced martial arts for six or seven days. Even if Amethyst goes against the sky again, it is impossible for Yi Yun to win the already martial arts practice for ten years.

But Yi Yun thinks about it carefully. There is no deep hatred between himself and Lian Chengyu. Lian Chengyu kills himself, for fear that he will do it, just like a person who sees a mouse in his house will kill him. If you ca n’t hit it, you wo n’t tear down the wall.

Yi Yun turned around and already calmed down before looking at Lian Chengyu.

After seeing Lian Chengyu, he immediately showed his helpless panic.

"Even ... even Young Master?"

Yi Yun took a step towards retreats, and seemed to be scared by the sudden appearance of Lian Chengyu.

Lian Chengyu frowned. This kid is not dead?

Lian Chengyu originally killed Yi Yun. It was indeed a master. The main reason was that Lian Chengyu felt that Yi Yun had a resentment towards himself. Lian Chengyu was worried about the critical stage of lacking food and The problem of the dead will inevitably arouse public indignation. Lian Chengyu is worried that Yi Yun, a person who is good at instigating the people and has resentment towards himself, has become a guide to riots.

Lian Chengyu is pursuing the highest martial arts. It is Gao Shironghua who is above ten thousand people. He has this kind of goal, and his mentality is like some emperors and princes. Jade's eyes are really insignificant. In order to prevent some potential dangers, he killed them and killed them. It is nothing at all. Even Jade Cheng killed many people. Just saying that this time to cultivate the bones, I don't know how many people will die.

Killing Yi Yun was just a trivial matter. Even Cheng Yu didn't get too concerned, and he didn't deliberately confirm Yi Yun's life or death. Until he went out and found that Yi Yun was not dead, he was puzzled.

Killing a poor man by yourself, but he didn't kill him. How could this happen? Is it because he has insufficient skills?

"What are you doing here?" Lian Chengyu asked.

"If I return to Young Master, I heard Master Zhao said that he would recruit Zhuang Ding to make wild bones. I heard that I can still get cured meat, so I want to try."

"Oh?" heard Yi Yun's words, and there was a slight contempt in Lian Chengyu's eyes. Originally, Yi Yunnian was only twelve years old, but on the day he issued his food, he did not behave like a twelve-year-old at all. The child, as well as the ability to incite the people to make trouble, made Lian Chengyu feel that he was an unsettling factor, maybe he could cause any trouble.

But now it seems that Yi Yun is a child after all, and how successful can a person who only see cured meat in his eyes?

Lian Chengyu is too lazy to control Yi Yun. Except why he failed to kill him before, it makes Lian Chengyu feel inexplicable.

"Since you want to train your bones, why not go in and sign up and watch what you do outside?"

"This ... this, to tell the truth to Lien Young Master, the person Zhao Master asked to register is at least a second-class male, and I ... I ..."

Yi Yun said that the voice went down here, it seemed that he was ashamed because he was too weak, and it was difficult to open his teeth.

The contempt in Lian Chengyu's eyes is a little bit more obvious. This idiot, he looked at him before, and he has a twelve-year-old child.

In fact, even Cheng Yu forgets that he is not too old. He is only seventeen years old. He is also a juvenile among seventeen-year-olds, but after all, he is still young, and he never dreamed of it. This twelve-year-old Yi Yun has an adult soul in his body.

"Since you have the heart and are willing to contribute to the Lian clan, I am not good at rejecting it. I think you have ambition and can be made. Let me give you this opportunity. "

Lian Chengyu "encouraged" Yi Yun a few words.

This idiot can barely make a contribution. Although he is a sick seedling, he uses him to absorb chills, regardless of his constitution. ...