Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 670: : Slap on the face (5)

Monsoon smoke made Changpu's complexion stiff, and Zhan Fei suddenly sank.

"You don't need to use words to lie to me, I won't be fooled." Changpu said.

Monsoon Smoke shrugged slightly, not caring about Changpu's hostility.

"If you need you, you will know by listening."

Subsequently, Monsoon Smoke looked directly at Zhan Fei and said, "Do you know, why, our Holy Dragon Empire has spent so much thought, but still can't find the demon clan's lair?"

Zhan Fei sneered and did not respond.

The corners of Monsoon Smoke's lips lightly touched the ground under his feet.

"The den of the monster race is not on the bone-corroding plain at all, but underground."

As soon as Monsoon smoke said this, everyone was stunned, even Changpu's face showed a hint of shock.

"Underground? General Ji, are you kidding me?" Zhan Fei sneered disdainfully.

"A joke? This is not a joke. If you don't believe me, you can go to a place with me." Monsoon Smoke smiled slightly.

Monsoon Smoke's determination made Zhan Fei a bad premonition, but Monsoon Smoke has already given out where the demon clan's lair is. If he blocks it at this moment, I'm afraid it will not be justified.

"Also, I would like to see how General Ji can be able to find a nest hidden underground."

Monsoon Smoke gave a chuckle, and immediately summoned more than 10,000 soldiers from the Wolfsmoke Corps.

Zhan Fei, Yang Shun, and Situ Ba also went with them. They need to determine whether Monsoon Smoke's words are true.

Out of the barracks, Yang Shun rode his horse slightly to keep up with the monsoon smoke walking ahead.

Monsoon Smoke is sitting on Bai Ze's back at the moment, and the snow-white white deer is very eye-catching among the crowd.

"General Ji, are you really sure?" Yang Shun deliberately lowered his voice and asked.

"Naturally sure." Monsoon Smoke responded with a smile.

Yang Shun’s brows are not stretched at all. Monsoon Smoke’s move can be said to be a desperate move. If it can be found, then Zhan Fei’s plan will be ruined, and if there is nothing, then... It is monsoon smoke.

Zhan Fei will never let go of such an opportunity to step on the monsoon smoke.

Yang Shun's gaze turned slightly, and he looked at the calamus tied to the horse. The fire and the calamus rode together, seeing the calamus closely.

"It is best to be able to find nature. General Ji is careful." Yang Shun lowered his voice.

Monsoon Smoke nodded slightly.

The team left the three-army camp~IndoMTL.com~ for a long time. At this moment, it was still in the dead of night, and a torch was ignited, dispelling the darkness, and illuminating a piece of land.

Zhan Fei was very depressed along the way. He looked at the monsoon smoke at the forefront, his eyes flickering.

"General Situ, look at this monsoon smoke..."

Situ Ba shook his head.

Zhan Fei had to shut his mouth.

In the middle of the night, the army finally stopped. There was already a certain distance from the barracks. The place where the monsoon smoke stopped the team was a vast wasteland. There is no village around, even a plant of vegetation. Can't be found, only the loess and yellow sand on the ground are intertwined, which looks desolate.

"General Ji, don't you want to tell me that the Yaozu is under our feet?" After Zhan Fei got off his horse, he looked around and felt that the monsoon smoke was delaying time.

After Monsoon Smoke landed, I glanced at Zhan Fei. I didn't even bother to pay attention to him. He directly ordered the soldiers of the Wolfsmoke Corps to discover the range she drew.