Mo Huai idle wry smile way "adult I don’t want to ask about this thing is to lose your head"
Wang Xuan nodded. "Brother Mo is right. Have you ever found out anything about the southwest mountains?"
Mo Huaixian shook his head with a dignified look. "The Great Wei collapsed in a hundred years, and many files have been lost in the mountains and rivers. The secret family’s law may be guaranteed, but my uncle can’t get it."
Wang Xuan eyebrows slightly wrinkled "so is in trouble".
Yes, Anjun Yong has another disadvantage compared with other military houses.
In the middle of the Great Wei Dynasty, the Hebo Temple, a mountain god, was still running, and the royal family of Xuantiandao messed up the country, and the vast mountains and rivers were gradually occupied by evil spirits. After all, the cultivation of ghosts by field method was easy to breed, and it took manpower and material resources to multiply.
It was a long process, and it was only in the late Wei Dynasty that it was completely abandoned. Many secrets occurred, but unfortunately they have been hidden in the fog of history.
The aristocratic family may still have some information, but the confidentiality of the famine tide has also soared. After all, a few clues in the vast barren hills can save a lot of time.
The mountains in the southwest of Yong ‘an are so lively that Wang Xuan certainly wants to find some clues to deal with it first, but now it seems that he can find his own way.
Then suddenly a sergeant into the camp fuels way
"My Lord Yang Feng, please come over."
Wang Xuan and Mo Huai hurried out of the camp without saying anything when their eyes lit up.
In the west side of the camp camp, two people arrived in a short time and entered Yang Laotou’s barracks.
Yang’s master and apprentice, a treasure-suppressing person in the barracks, are around the table to see Wang Xuan enter the door and hurriedly hand over, "Your honor is lucky not to fail to accomplish a mission."
A big square table, with a pale green figure holding cassava fangs and sharp mouth, kept making noises. When I saw Wang Xuan, I was suddenly surprised and suddenly disappeared.
Wang Xuan was startled. "Why are you hiding again?"
Yang Lao head wry smile way "adult wooden guest this queer born timid even if the old familiar with habits also wasted a lot of effort, after all, was previously injured by soil Lao wu"
Say to the wooden table mouth twittering.
After a long time, a small head was exposed on the wooden table, and the skin was covered with wrinkles like trees, and the big black eyes were full of vigilance.
A wooden man is born with a wooden shield, and a square table is hidden.
Yang Lao head chattered for a long time before the wooden guest showed his shape and continued to eat cassava.
Mo Huai was idle and praised, "I heard that the ancient treasure can communicate with heaven and earth. The elves never thought that Yang Lao still kept this door."
Yang Laotou shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I’ve already lost most of my small doors and can communicate several kinds."
Wang Xuan nodded slightly and sank, "Yang Lao asked what happened in the southwest mountain?"
Yang Lao head strange wooden guest is a twittering.
Seeing a trace of fear in the little man’s eyes, he made a gesture of bared his teeth for a while and crawled around again, shivering.
Yang Laotou’s eyebrows are slightly wrinkled. "Adult woodsmen say that there are several forbidden areas in the southwest mountains, but they dare not get close to each other, but they often kill each other."
"Oh?"
Mo Huai’s idle eyes are thoughtful. "Adults have been fighting the cruel and bloody Terrans since ancient times. It seems that the southwest mountains are not monolithic."
Wang Xuan looked at the wooden guest and said, "Can Yang Laomu guest have preferences and let them work for Anjun Yong House?"
"The old try …"
Yang Laotou heard the news and communicated with the wooden guest for a while, then fuels: "My Lord, their mountain clan was occupied and displaced by the demon nest before being arrested by Lao Wu, who wanted to take back the clan and wished to form an alliance with Anjun Yong."
It is not uncommon for the Terran Genie to form an alliance. The most famous one is the Great Wei Bing Sheng Li Yuan of Wuxiantang. He also relied on wooden passengers to find spiritual wood and build a big ship to attack the south.
Wang Xuan immediately exultation to the wooden guest pointed to himself.
"I have meat to eat with Wang Xuan!"
Yang Lao head first one leng and then laughed "adult wooden guest flower dew fruit food don’t eat blood food".
"The so-called Yang Lao’s choice is"
Wang Xuan’s eyes flashed with murder. "Now that everything is ready, with the help of wooden guests, it’s just time to send out Soushan Army to explore and see what monsters are!"
Chapter one hundred and twenty-five fighters into the night demon evil meter deep
Night arrival Yong’ an city lights up little by little
Near Jinyulou, Cross Street, there was a faint babbling, playing and singing.
With the frequent exchanges between dealers in Xuan copper mine, it is inevitable that this simple town will be a little impetuous.
"Be alert and don’t miss the dark alley!"
Zhao Cheng, the head catcher, arranged to lead people to the city wall after the night patrol tonight, and complained to the family while walking, "Nowadays, the food in this world is not delicious, and I have no leisure all day."
"Alas, everything is the same. They all went to the government army."
"It’s just that I’ve heard that there are not enough people playing overtime this year in Fucheng, which makes several predecessors of Gongmen tremble with anger …"
A few people chatted and went to the wall.
The county government is in charge of Yong ‘an security on weekdays, but in case of emergency, the armored army led by Liu Shun will go to town, after all, it needs training.
This is the case with Dayan.