Commanding Wind and Cloud

"What are you talking about? Ask for help from Battle Fort Hongliu?" Gan Jin put his hands on the ground behind him and looked up at the ground: "In order to repay the favor I personally owed, take the lives of the soldiers in Battle Fort Hongliu? It's you, would you do that?"

Mu Gui Wuxin stared at Qian Jin and sighed. He thought this kid had a manly character, but when he actually encountered something, he thought he shouldn't be such a man, and dared to carry everything alone.

"Uncle, you go back." Gan Jin simply lay down on the ground and looked at the ground above his head: "I'm afraid I will really be expelled from the Conquest Academy this time. I will take care of myself."

"I won't be expelled, I will tell that girl Isabella." Mugui Wuxin moved closer to Gan Jin's side: "However, I don't plan to leave yet. I just thought about it. Although I don't know how strong Bahuang Wusheng is, as long as I become a saint, I might have a chance to take you away!"

"Being a saint?" Motivation raised his eyebrows. Although it sounds like there is only a thin line between being a saint and a top-level soul fighter, these days he gradually began to understand that the difference in strength between the two sides is not the one-level gap that appears on the surface.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many ordinary fighters and bloodline fighters who would want to become holy even if they squeezed their heads.

"En! Be holy!" Mu Gui Wuxin glanced at Te Jiaofei beside him, and the fat horse thief shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "You guys continue to discuss, I will not tell anyone what I heard or saw. The headquarters is really too boring, and if you challenge Wusheng King like this, it can be regarded as a change of life."

Motivation frowns slightly, Bahuang Wusheng is not only powerful, it seems that he can implant this powerful strength into everyone's heart, so that everyone has incomparable confidence in him.

"I brought them all." Mugui Wuxin grabbed a huge ax from the Doujie, the dim light was like a dead body, but it still couldn't conceal the glory and majesty of this giant axe.

Yi Cou took two steps forward, staring blankly at the huge battle ax in Mu Gui Wuxin's hand, swallowing his saliva again and again: "Soul...soul soldier..."

That's right! Yi blinked hard to make sure that he was not mistaken, the huge battle ax in front of him was a real soul soldier! Ordinary soldiers dream of drooling soul soldiers!

Yi saw the state of the soul soldier and let out a sigh, his head seemed to be weighed down by a few thousand catties, he shook his head slowly and sadly, even though the soul soldier did not belong to him, he still felt sad for the death of such a soul soldier.

"Unfortunately... this soul soldier died."

Te Jiaofei did not hide the loneliness in his eyes at all. For ordinary soldiers, even if they encounter soul soldiers that do not belong to them, they still hope that the soul soldiers are alive. That is the only key for ordinary soldiers to become holy!

"This soul soldier is just asleep." Mo Jin stroked the ax lightly: "And it slept very well. This kind of deep sleep is not a kind of accumulation for it. When it wakes up, the power it can produce will be even stronger."

sleeping? Yi and Te Jiaofei looked at each other in confusion, trying to understand the meaning of this word from the other's eyes.

"Since it's just a deep sleep..." Mu Gui Wuxin looked at Mo Jin with a smile: "Boy, let's wake it up quickly. I heard it calling me! Every night I hug it to sleep, and I can hear it calling me..."

hug to sleep? Motivated eyes looked at the giant ax under his hand again. The uncle was not afraid of accidentally turning over, and the ax directly split him in half.

"Not yet." Mo Jin tapped the ax lightly with his fingers.

"Why not? Is the stone for sharpening the knife not good?" Mu Gui Wuxin opened the Doujie, and took out a huge stone from it with both hands.

Yi and Te Jiaofei were taken aback when they saw the stone, Liuyun stone? I rely on! Such a big piece? This eternal torrent battle castle is so rich?

"Before I came, I went to Fabredis's house and brought this stone here."

Motivation seemed to be more helpful for the front washing technique. Liu Yunshi shook his head lightly: "It's not about the stones, nor about the weapons, but about people."

"Human? I am very suitable for this fighting soldier..."

"No..." Qian Jin shook his head lightly: "I'm waiting for someone.

"Waiting for someone?" Mu Gui Wuxin looked at Qian Jin in confusion, who is he waiting for here?

"I'm waiting for them." He stroked the battle ax vigorously and lovingly: "I have studied it. The biggest difference between using soul soldiers to become saints and blood warriors relying on their own advantages to break through is the impact on the surrounding environment. Soul soldiers themselves are a special kind of existence. When they merge with fighting spirits, they will produce a wonderful state. As long as they are not holy warriors, everyone around them will benefit from it."

Mu Gui Wuxin nodded repeatedly with wide-eyed eyes. A few days ago, he had heard Fabredis talk about this matter, because of the people who were in the courtyard at the time of his enthronement order, there was someone who directly awakened the power of blood because of that situation.

"Will Duanfeng Buer come here?"

Looking at Mugui Wuxin with a vigorous smile: "I wasn't sure if they could find this place. Since the Horse Thief King has informed the various forces in Yongliu about me, they will definitely come here."

"So sure?" Yi looked at Mo Jin in disbelief, what is this place? Horse bandits outside the Great Wall! And it is also the headquarters of the largest horse thief group!

In the eyes of outsiders, entering here would immediately be attacked by countless horse thieves! Such a formation is no different from a day trip to suicide.

I laughed vigorously.

"affim."

"Otherwise..." Gan Jin added: "I will never be his cigarette money provider again."

Yi listened to Qian Jin's completely illogical words and was even more puzzled, what is this and what is it? Will there be soldiers who know that they will die if they rush over, but they still rush over for the so-called cigarettes? My life is gone, what to smoke?

"Really?" Yi looked at the soul soldier next to Mu Gui Wuxin, and he had already confirmed that Jin Jin was indeed qualified and able to make the top ordinary soul fighters become saints, but he was really unwilling to win and be his shadow: "Why don't we take a gamble?"

"Gambling?" Qi Jin handed the soul soldier over to Mu Gui Wuxin and looked at Yi: "What is the bet?"

"Just bet on whether Duan Feng in your mouth will come." There was a provocative taste in Yi's eyes: "If he really comes, I will be your shadow, and you will fulfill my wish of becoming a saint. If he does not come, I will not be your shadow, and you will fulfill my wish of becoming a saint."

He smiled vigorously, very happily, and led several people around him to laugh together.

After laughing vigorously, he looked at Yi quietly: "You, you are doomed."

"Me? Lose?" Yi raised his chin, and his expression became a little arrogant: "Young man, you may have your own unique ability, and you may also have very good strength. But you don't understand people's hearts. I have lived for so many years. Who and what have you not seen?"

The arrogance on Yi's face gradually turned into disdain: "For profit, people who stick together every day can immediately turn their backs and stab a knife in the back. In order to survive, they can kill good brothers who drink and eat meat together every day to eat..."

Looking at Yi vigorously and calmly, he asked, "Then, so what?"

"In this world..." There was a trace of pain in Yi's eyes: "The most elusive thing is the human heart, and the least valuable thing is trust..."

"But..." Gan Jin turned around and looked at Yi with a smile: "I'm not interested in betting with you."

What? The pain in Yi's eyes disappeared, replaced by sneer and disdain: "After talking for a long time, I still dare not bet with me."

"Be my shadow or not, you can do whatever you want." Qian Jin stood up and raised his head and moved his shoulders: "I never bet with others on trust. Besides, you don't have the capital to bet with me. If you don't want to heal your old wounds and become holy, I don't care."

He stared blankly at Mo Jin, he said so much just now, although he had some feelings based on his previous experience, there was also a strong stimulus in it, just wanting to stimulate the young man's impulse, and bet against himself.

"You are stronger than me, but..." Mo Jin gently shook his right index finger: "You are not qualified to bet with me, you can only choose to do it or not to do it. It's like when you kill and rob outside the Great Wall, those who are robbed have no other choice but to volunteer or be robbed."

"You..." Yi's chest seemed to be pressed down by a big stone, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

"Oh, that's right." Motivation nodded lightly: "I'm impatient, you'd better make a decision quickly. Otherwise, when you want to be my shadow, I may not be interested, so you can slowly fight against the nine insects and nine grass poisons in your body."

Nine insects and nine grass poisons? Yi's eyes widened suddenly: "Just by checking your body, you can know what kind of poison you have?"

Motivatedly glanced at Yi, who was a little dazed and surprised, shook his head weakly, and nodded his head again with a face of naturalness. This is really nothing to be surprised about. If you can't even do this, Master Adams would have kicked me out a long time ago. Can you still tolerate learning medicine from him?

If after so many years, you still can't tell what kind of poison is in it, then haven't you lived on stones all these years?

"Oh! That's right!" Mo Jin patted his forehead lightly: "I forgot to remind you, to be honest. You are stronger and more tenacious than I imagined, but in a month at most, you will no longer be able to control the toxins. Not only will it be extremely painful, but within half a year, your strength will definitely decline. I'm really not trying to scare you."

Yi's heart trembled suddenly. These days, he really felt that the toxin was becoming more and more unstoppable, as if it might erupt violently at any time.

"If it really gets to that point." Ke Jin shrugged his shoulders: "I can't save you, maybe my master can do it, but don't expect him to make a move."

Shot? How to do it? I really can't think of the motivation, not to mention that Adams can't get out of the endless world, even if he really gets out, I'm afraid he won't be interested in saving the aliens, but Master Olala may be interested in making a move...to turn the aliens into a poisonous person.