Village Building Order Frenzy Chapter 297: The wind rises

The sun is shining brightly and warmly.

In the past, when I was in Guanshan Town, Li Guohuai's favorite thing was to sit on a comfortable reclining chair, in a bright sunny place, lying down for most of the day.

It seems that this scalding warmth can soothe the old skin and wrinkles.

And in that drowsy state, he can always dream of the golden horse and the **** corpse mountain in the first half of his life!

On the day of his 87th birthday, he suddenly became a fighting swordsman of some kind.

At first he thought that the head of Tianjianmen was an idiot, which is probably the opinion of most people.

But now

"Li Guohuai, the seventh branch, the confirmation sign, the big willow tree three hundred feet away."

A mighty and rich voice interrupted Li Guohuai's thoughts. It was the team leader. Well, he always used to think that way, but in fact, according to the rules of Tianjianmen, he should be called Senior Brother Zhu Ti.

Just because the other party stayed in the illusion for an extra month and nine days?

Bah!

Li Guohuai spat fiercely in his heart. He refused to accept anyone, so he obeyed the long years and the sun and the moon, because these would really torture an ambitious and unstoppable veteran. Only one breath left.

"Yes! Brother Pig!"

Li Guohuai said loudly, and did not deliberately emphasize the syllables on the pig character, because he knew that it was meaningless, if the other party was a hairy boy, if he was also a hairy boy, the old man would be so angry.

Li Guohuai quickly ran to the big willow tree three hundred feet away. He swears that he was not so vigorous when he was 18 years old. It feels like a gust of wind. Mana is really a good thing from its mother.

Thinking is scattered, but Li Guohuai is watching the six roads and listening to all the movements around him. He is a veteran. He used to be a scout chief at the Daqi border for 35 years. One of the great generals came to Guanshan Town for retirement.

So he refused to accept anyone, including the general.

Suddenly, Li Guohuai stopped, and his eyes quickly locked ahead. He would patrol this place every three days, so he closed his eyes and knew everything about each area. This is because he is a scout leader. confidence.

And now, he could see at a glance that something had passed on the seemingly unchanged hill in front of him.

"Anything?"

Zhu Ti brought people over here. They were a small team consisting of a direct disciple and nine combat sword cultivators. They were on duty for a month, and they were in charge of one area. Road throat.

When Guanshan Town was not in decline, caravans would pass through here every few days, but now there have been no caravans for nearly four months.

Li Guohuai didn't say a word, but just took a vertical leap forward, then turned around and stood where he was. If he were in the mundane world, I'm afraid that he wouldn't be able to shock all four and be regarded as a hero, which is a pity.

Li Guohuai held a grass in his hand, and three of the five blades of grass died. This is very common. No one will feel anything in a grass.

Even Zhu Ti and others think so.

"This is not normal withering. The soil and water here are suitable, and there is no pest damage. When I came the day before yesterday, it was still green, but today, it withered."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, there are too many secrets in the world of immortal cultivators. I'm just getting started, so I know something, but I can bet with my head that in the past three days, something has indeed passed through here, and then in Stop on that hill for a while, because that hill is the farthest place to see nearby, if you don't believe it, go to that hill, and you will definitely find more of this dead weed."

Li Guohuai finished speaking in a very low voice and at a very fast speed. His eyes exchanged with everyone including Zhu Ti. No one said anything, and no one even looked at what Li Guohuai said. A hill.

As if invisibly, they reached some kind of tacit understanding.

But in the eyes of outsiders, they just rested here for a while, and then continued to set off.

Crossing a mountain, you can see a spacious loess road. This is the road leading directly to Yening City. Everyone in the team is very familiar with this, because they have walked through here more than once.

"There are caravans!"

A combat swordsman suddenly shouted in a low voice, and everyone looked at the end of the loess road. After a while, they saw a fog raised by dust. From experience, it was a small business. team.

"Brother Pig, what do you think?"

Li Guohuai couldn't help but ask, and tried it a little bit. After all, what he was carrying on his back was a veritable sword of ordinary quality, and he personally sensed it in the Valley of Swordsmen. That kind of special familiarity It felt like it was part of his body.

"Two situations, first, the caravan has tricks; second, the caravan may be a button, I prefer the second."

Zhu Ting said lightly, what he said was all slang, a trick is a spy, and a button is a fraud.

Because before he retired in Guanshan Township, he was the overlord of the green forest, and he could handle both water and land. However, this identity is not important. Live well.

"Hehe, after being quiet for almost five months, has Ye Ningcheng finally summoned the courage to do something? I know that young city lord, there is a pustule, but if Ye Ningcheng really intends to invade our Tianjianmen, it is true I will be prepared, after all, there is a distance of 10,000 miles, and if you don't move, you will be shocked."

Another battle sword cultivator said slyly, with an ordinary tone that seemed to be doing homework.

"Well, then everyone has a decision? To do it or not to do it?"

Zhu Ti asked casually.

"Do it!"

"Fuck him!"

"If there is a mistake, I will not let it go!"

Old guys are murderous! None of them were safe~IndoMTL.com~ Then they lined up, stood on the hill, and let out a murderous aura, so terrified that the caravan stopped a dozen miles away, as if facing a great enemy.

And at this time, Li Guohuai and other three combat sword cultivators seemed to have the same mind, and at the same time sacrificed their own swords. It was an unnamed hill 800 meters away from them!

Five swordsmanships were enough to flatten this hill, but I saw a flash of brilliance, and the five swordsmanships came back without success, but the hill also showed its true face.

More than a hundred demon soldiers with green faces and fangs are hiding there.

"Boom!"

The warning sign penetrated several kilometers into the sky and resounded through the sky. Almost at the same time, hundreds of demon soldiers rushed out, and at the same time, hundreds of demon soldiers rushed out from the caravan in the distance.

The truth seems to have come out, but no one cares!