World Reshuffle: Dominate from a Log Cabin

The time came to eight o'clock, and it was completely dark.

The two strange creatures were approaching Chang'an City at lightning speed. Judging from their speed, their strength should be at the seventh level of the military level.

Wang Kuan was preparing to fight when suddenly there was a gathering place in his sight.

He calmed down and made sure that what he saw in front of him was not an illusion.

Good guy!

Someone actually moved the gathering place to the gate of Chang'an. The fence was directly connected to the city wall, making it look like one force.

It's like the old birthday girl hanged himself, tired of living!

No need to think about it, it must have been the good deeds of that little brat Wanyun Hojo.

Although the approach is rogue, it is very smart.

Bet on whether the strange hatred will transfer.

Bet on whether the people in Chang'an have any kindness.

When there is no doubt that you will die, it is definitely worthwhile to take a gamble!

......

Time goes back to two hours ago.

At six o'clock, when it was just dark, Hojo Wanyun thought of a way.

That is to use the relocation scroll when something strange comes, and move it to the side of Chang'an City to find a way to survive.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible this plan became.

But currently he can't even take out the spirit stones for the migration scroll, so what should he do?

After a while, Hojo Wanyun held an all-staff meeting.

On the high platform, he looked heavy and miserable.

"Brothers, we have reached the most critical moment. You also know what happened yesterday. All the official warriors died overnight, but their sacrifice was worth it. They successfully protected everyone!

But tonight, the strange strength is even stronger, and I am the only one left, unable to protect everyone at all.

In addition, we bought six migration scrolls last night, and now there are no spiritual stones in the base, leaving us with only death. "

As soon as the words fell, everyone became desperate.

They also know the general situation of the base, but they have no ability to change it. They can still deceive themselves. If the sky falls and there are tall people watching, they can survive for a day.

But with Hojo Wanyun's speech, this illusion was completely shattered, and the fear and panic in everyone's hearts gathered together and intensified.

"I, I can't stand it anymore!" A man with weak psychological endurance yelled, and then he hit his head on a pillar next to him and died.

Red blood spread out, and the people nearby turned pale with fright, their bodies kept shaking, and they hurriedly fled the place.

"I don't want to die..." A woman murmured to herself, her voice full of helplessness and despair, tears welling up from the corners of her eyes and sliding down her cheeks.

"Uuuuuuu——!"

There was a burst of crying under the high platform. Seeing more and more people collapse, Hojo Wanyun curled up the corner of his mouth and shouted.

"Everyone, listen to me!"

"Now there is another way. As long as everyone gathers the spiritual stones and buys a gathering place migration scroll, we can move to Chang'an and survive successfully."

"So, please hand over the spirit stone in your hand, okay?"

If possible, Hojo Wanyun didn't want to go to such trouble and directly used violent search.

But these people who don't fight on weekdays will not be assigned spiritual stones. They all get one or two by chance, and everyone hides them extremely secretly.

That's why he adopted a mind-attacking strategy and asked them to hand over the spirit stones voluntarily.

Fortunately, Hojo Wanyun's hard-working speech was somewhat effective.

After a moment of silence, one after another someone took out the spirit stones and placed them on the high platform.

But the more he looked at them, the corners of Hojo Wanyun's mouth twitched more and more, and he still looked down upon these people.

There are many strange ways to hide spiritual stones.

Some people hide it in their stomachs and induce vomiting on the spot; some people bend over and dig it out from their buttholes; some people leave mysteriously and come back with an extra spiritual stone in their hands...

Hojo Wanyun was very happy in his heart. Fortunately, he did not use violent methods. Otherwise, if everyone did not cooperate, it would take a year and a month to find a thousand primary spirit stones?

Half an hour later.

Hojo Wanyun looked at this pile of extremely flavorful spiritual stones, put his hands on them expressionlessly, and put them into the storage space.

If you want to achieve great things, you must be able to do what others cannot!

After exchanging a gathering place relocation scroll, there is still some spirit stone left, which is somewhat of a comfort to Hojo Wanyun.

The time soon came to eight o'clock, and Weird appeared on time, rushing towards the gathering place.

Although there was only one head, Hojo Wanyun's pupils suddenly shrank, and he did not dare to look down upon it, because he could only vaguely capture some afterimages of this strange head.

The next moment, he used the migration scroll without hesitation. In a flash of white light, the "gathering place" disappeared.

......

The east wall of Chang'an.

After Hojo Wanyun moved the gathering place, the strangeness of the attack changed from two to three.

The most speechless thing is that they all rushed towards Chang'an.

I have to admit that Hojo Wanyun's plan came true.

Wang Kuan was a little angry, but now he could only deal with Weiyi first.

Soon, the seventh-level soldier Wei Wei came within 500 meters of the city. His speed was visibly slower, and his strength was successfully suppressed by the first-level soldier.

At the top of the city, Wang Kuan rushed down alone.

He was very fast and was in contact with the weirdness in the blink of an eye.

Their eyes met and Wang Kuan gave a low shout.

"Strike Huashan with all your strength!"

The inner energy of the emerald green lotus lingered around the blade, which was extremely bright in the dark night, and slashed hard at the strange head.

"Pfft-!"

Weiwei's obstruction was completely useless. Xue Dong slashed to the bottom with a devastating blow, split Weiwei's entire body in half, and flew fiercely to both sides.

With just one move, Wang Kuan killed a sixth-level speed trick.

The remaining two heads were so weird that they didn't last ten seconds in Wang Kuan's hands before their heads shot up into the sky.

Wang Kuan is like a god of war.

not far away.

Seeing the three strange things being neatly solved by Wang Kuan, Hojo Wanyun, who was watching the battle, was filled with mixed emotions.

Fortunately, the strange crisis has been successfully resolved. If nothing else happens, he will not fall unless Chang'an falls.

The worry is that Wang Kuan is too strong and has no ability to resist if he wants to do something to them.

Fortunately, as a human being, he probably wouldn't kill him.

While Hojo Wanyun was deep in thought, Wang Kuan carried Xue Dong, who was still bleeding, and walked step by step towards the newly moved gathering place.

Wang Kuan had just experienced a fierce battle, and there was still a strong evil spirit left on his body, which was breathtaking.

Hojo Wanyun's heart tightened, and he suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. His breathing became rapid and his heartbeat became more intense.

He stared at Wang Kuan closely, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

I don’t really want to settle accounts...

"boom!"

Wang Kuan kicked open the door of the gathering place and glanced coldly. The fear in Hojo Wanyun's heart reached its peak at this moment, and he knelt down with a "plop".

My mind went blank, and I felt like I was about to die.

"King... Kuan... City Lord..." He spoke with difficulty, wanting to ask for mercy.

But at this moment, an unusually cold voice sounded.

"Today, the Hojo Shogunate shall be executed!"