A somewhat old mercenary looked at the night feathers and a few people. Some worried leaders of the DPRK suggested: "Head, if the soft spirit is not effective for those few people."

The old mercenary said so, the other mercenaries around him were nervous, right, what should I do if the soft spirits are invalid?

The head of the group’s brow wrinkled and looked at the appearance of several people in the night feathers. Then he was relieved and glanced at the old mercenary: “Old Li, what are you doing this year?”

"I? The Sixth Order of the Spirit." The face of the mercenary known as Lao Li.

The head of the group continued to eat rabbit meat: "You have lived for forty years, and you have been trained as a sixth-order person. You can get an eight-step repair to be immune and soft. Do you think the three people have eight-level repair?"

Several other people suddenly realized that, right, the eighth-order cultivation can only be immune to softness, and the three people are too young, how can they have such a high degree of cultivation.

Although there are geniuses on Ziyun mainland, you can break through the seventh and eighth orders before the age of twenty, and that is a very rare figure. So many geniuses let yourself and others meet casually.

The mercenary old Li turbid old eyes, the heart agrees with the head of the group, the head of the talent is high enough, but only 30 years old to reach the seventh-order peak, the three dolls can not have eight-order repair.

The head of the team regained his gaze from the three nights, and there was a smirk in the corner of his mouth: "Tell the brothers, at midnight, the man directly killed, and the woman in the black dress next to him gave the brothers a cool start."

"Thank you Digo." Several mercenaries around whispered.

The head of the group has his own wishful thinking, and the thinner woman next to her brother, this glamorous beauty came in person!

The head of the group looked at the fire in front of him, like the **** in the eyes. The place where the bird was not smashed, not even a kiln, the head of the group had been stunned for many days.

A few of the night feathers did not pay attention to the head of the team, but there was some worry on the face of the autumn butler.

After less than two hours of rest, everyone was on the road again.

The three night owls were once again on the carriage under the enthusiasm of Wu Zhigongzi. After these few hours of getting along, the three had a little immunity to Wu Zhi.

If this is not the case, in the face of Wu Zhi's various wonderful responses, the black wind days are not incapable of internal injuries.

There was a sentence in the night, and there was a word that talked to Wu Zhi without a word, and the heart waited for a reply.

After half an hour.

Hey!

The night feathers suddenly burst into a cold, followed by the sound of the fire spirit, distracting the attention of the night feathers.

"Master, someone followed us, they went to call people, and many people came over."

"Know it, you are careful." Night Yu returned to the fire.

The black gauze saw the abnormality on the face of the night feather, and asked: "Miss, what's wrong, not comfortable?"

"Miss, you are not feeling well?" Wu Zhi stared at the night feathers, suddenly sounded something, the hand flashed a flash of light, a paper bag handed to the night feathers: "Miss, I have sweet-scented osmanthus cake, very delicious, Do you want to eat a little."

The night feathers swayed and refused, and the scent of the eyes was more and more intense.

"Black yarn, have you just noticed someone peeping at us?" Night Yu rumored in his heart, remembering the feeling of the moment just in his mind.

The black gauze is also somewhat confused in the eyes, "No."

The night feathers and the eyebrows are light and wrinkled. Is it that you are wrong?

The carriage stopped along the official road.

Somewhere in the mountains.

"The commander has already found a few people in the night, and the other members of the gang are surrounded by the night feathers." Long Samurai reported.

Longfei threw the map in his hand into the fire, and his eyes looked cold: "Follow them, wait for the members of the gang to start the action."

"Yes!" The dragon warrior turned and went out.