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According to Zhu Hengyu's guess, the monks of the thirty-level magic body should all work hard at home at this time.

The disaster of the ocean is coming soon, they must seize every moment to improve themselves.

Zhu Hengyu understood these, so he did not delve into it.

On the side of the old village chief, however, there is temptation in every sentence.

"Hengyu Envoy, I don't know which hall you belong to in the sect?"

"canteen."

Zhu Hengyu pretended not to understand the old village chief's temptation and replied lightly.

"Canteen!"

When the old village chief heard the word "canteen", he immediately felt a little contemptuous.

Anyway, he is the head of a village, and he is in charge of direct contact with Moyang Jianzong.

The canteen has always been the weakest one among the Demon Sword Sect.

"Which master does the Hengyu Demon Master follow?"

The old village chief tried again.

Even if it is a canteen, there are some more powerful characters.

If you do n’t talk about others, just say that the master of the canteen, Master Fan, is a character.

If Zhu Hengyu studied under Master Fan, the old village head still dared not provoke him.

And Zhu Hengyu on the other side still pretended to be silly and pretended not to understand.

"Master Fan, I know, I have seen one from afar."

In fact, more than ever, he has been judged face-to-face by Master Fan twice.

Once was the time for the entry examination, the time Zhu Hengyu defeated Su Ziyun.

Another time was when Zhu Hengyu and Wu Yide were apprentices.

It's just that Zhu Hengyu didn't say anything about it.

When the old village chief heard it, he felt even more contemptuous.

The canteen disciple is just an ordinary canteen disciple.

Even though Zhu Hengyu has already demonstrated his decent fighting power, he still cannot let the old village head rise in awe.

After all, the combat strength is not bad, and only the magic body is only 30 segments.

At this time, the old village chief was looking at Zhu Hengyu, and he obviously had no respect.

"Hey, pity, pity." The old village head shook his head.

"Why did the old village chief say this?"

Zhu Hengyu looked at the old village head curiously and asked.

"Our village is the most dangerous. You are afraid it is difficult to complete the task."

The old village chief sighed.

Zhu Hengyu didn't care, smiled slightly, and then said.

"No, I have this confidence."

"And even if I can't complete the task, it's my own business. After all, I volunteered to come here."

"what?"

Upon hearing Zhu Hengyu's words, the old village head was slightly surprised.

In his view, Zhu Hengyu came here because he had no backstage protection, so he was arranged by Zongmen for such a dangerous place.

But he never imagined that Zhu Hengyu asked for it.

This aroused the interest of the old village chief.

The old village chief looked at Zhu Hengyu with a smile, and asked inconceivably:

"Why do you want to come to our peaceful Anping village?"

Zhu Hengyu didn't hide it, and said frankly: "Because the military merit is high!"

Of course, the old village chief knows what the demon Yang Jianzong said, and people who come to their village every year will complain that they wo n’t get much.

And Zhu Hengyu actually said that he came for the sake of war, which made the old village head a little ignorant.

"How high is the merit?"

After the old village chief finished speaking, he knew he had asked questions that he should not ask.

Just when he wanted to shake his hand to withdraw what he had just said, Zhu Hengyu continued without care.

"Every surviving villager has three merits."

Zhu Hengyu held out three fingers and said with a smile.

"What!" The old village head widened in disbelief.

The teams that used to come here have only a little merit for each villager.

It is extremely dangerous here, and less than half of the villagers survive each time.

So they are extremely dissatisfied when they come here.

But if each villager has three points of merit, it will be different.

If each villager has three points of merit, even if only half of the villagers can survive, they will have more points of merit than other villages.

If so, it should become an extremely sought-after place.

The old village chief was obviously aware of this.

After a while, he swallowed and asked.

"Well, if the Hengyu Demon said, our village is an extremely sought-after place."

"I don't know ..."

Although the old village chief did not finish the second half of the sentence, Zhu Hengyu knew what he meant.

The meaning of the old village chief was to wonder how Zhu Hengyu got such a hot spot.

Zhu Hengyu smiled slightly and said lightly.

"I had only a little merit in coming here."

When Zhu Hengyu said this, the old village head was even more curious.

"Why did it become a three-point battle point?"

Looking at the old village chief's curious expression, Zhu Hengyu mysteriously leaned into the old village chief's ear and said.

"It's all thanks to my good brother, who helped me win it through his family relationship and Zongmen background."

"Oh?"

"I wonder if this good brother you said?"

At this time, the old village chief had changed his name unknowingly.

Although the old village chief didn't know what Zhu Hengyu's hole card was, he knew that it must be a big one.

Otherwise, such a sought-after place will not become Zhu Hengyu's Chinese food.

In fact, the old village head guessed a little wrong. Even if there are three battle points for each villager, there will still not be many people fighting for it.

Because it's all recruits who come here, they have no experience on the battlefield.

As the saying goes, Qingshan is left without worrying about firewood.

So in order to save a small life, more people take this first experience, and it is not so important to watch.

This time the ocean disaster, in their view, is more long-term knowledge.

It's just that the old village chief is only the chief of the village after all, how can he have such an insight.

In his opinion, it is relatively easy to survive in Anping Village.

It's just that in the eyes of Zongmenda's disciples, this is not the case.

Zhu Hengyu grasped this point, he wanted to swindle the old village chief.

Let the old village chief and the few behind him, the old guys with real power, dare not arbitrarily neglect them.

So after listening to the old village chief, Zhu Hengyu smiled slightly and lay on the old village chief's ear and said three words gently.

"Su Ziyun."

When Zhu Hengyu mentioned Su Ziyun's name, the old village head had become an incredible look.

Anping Village is slow to receive the latest news, but it is not a news block.

He may not know the little person like Zhu Hengyu.

However, Su Ziyun's name is still as permeable.

Whether it is the grandson of the Su family heir, or a disciple of the demon head of the demon sheep sword sect.

Neither of these two identities is something he can afford.

The old village chief had heard of Su Ziyun during the recruit training this time.

And Su Ziyun would have let go of such a good military exploit to get Zhu Hengyu over.

At this time, Zhu Hengyu's identity could not help him raise countless doubts.

The old village chief only felt that his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help swallowing a spit, licking his cracked lips, and asked cautiously.

"I don't know what the relationship between Zhu Hengyu's envoy and Na Su's son."

"Well ...

Zhu Hengyu frowned and thought for a while, then said.

"What's the specifics, I can't tell."

"Anyway, he often gives me gifts."

"This time he came to Anping Village, which he arranged."

After a pause, Zhu Hengyu said incredibly firmly.

Between me and Su Ziyun, there is a "death" relationship!

"what!"

Exclaimed the old village chief.

Zhu Hengyu's words have completely shocked him!