After being homeless, he was picked up by God and brought home to be his husband.

The dungeon was dark and smelly, with all the light blocked out. The interior was dirty and damp, and the moldy air could not escape. It accumulated in this narrow dungeon. The prison was packed tightly, and all prisoners were crying in pain.

Mu Yan walked into the dungeon with a lamp and led the way for the fifth elder behind him. The fifth elder leaned on a crutch, covered his lips and coughed heavily, then looked around the dungeon and said, "Are they all here?"

"There aren't many of them, they're all here."

However, a hand suddenly shot out from the prison and grabbed the fifth elder's clothes. The force was so strong that he almost broke the clothes. He raised his head with difficulty, revealing a dirty but young face, eyes. The monstrous hatred in her was almost unbearable, her facial muscles couldn't stop twitching, and her teeth chattered with hatred:

"You, you bunch of beasts! Prison my people! Take over my canal and welcome the mountain! You will not die a good death! You will not die a good death!!"

The fifth elder tilted his head and looked along the hand. Mu Yan took a step forward and kicked the man's wrist joint. There was only a crisp click, and the man screamed in extreme pain and fell down hard. On the ground, his wrists were hanging limply, and they had been kicked to pieces by Mu Yan.

Seeing this scene, many jade-faced foxes screamed and rolled around and huddled in one place. The jade-faced foxes transformed into human beings, all of them had good looks. They were imprisoned in the dungeon, with snow-white fox ears hanging down on their heads, and their faces were thin. , extremely embarrassed, having been imprisoned for so many days and unable to fight back.

The leader of the Jade-Faced Fox Clan had not had a drop of water for several days. When he saw the visitor today, he was so furious and so sad that he was actually forced to draw a mouthful of blood. In anger, all the fur on the fox's tail exploded, and he uttered words It is full of bright red, and it is difficult to pronounce words.

"Beasts! If you Liyuan do such evil things, you will be punished... you will be punished by God!!"

The fifth elder glanced around the prison pitifully and couldn't help frowning. He walked away with a flick of his sleeves and said to Mu Yan:

"Keep those with the best looks elsewhere and kill them on the spot when the matter is done."

Mu Yan said yes.

The stone forest at the border of Wuxu is an impenetrable defense. After receiving the order, Bai Kong led a small team from the Southern Wasteland and stayed here for more than half a month. However, he was trapped by the stone forest when he moved forward. .

My original intention was to avoid it, but I didn't expect that the map was wrong. The fog here was too heavy, and the patrol sparrows released sometimes made mistakes. After being trapped for these days, I couldn't get around this ghost place at all.

He was Lancheng's most capable lieutenant. After Lancheng died on the battlefield, he did not return to Tianjing and stayed guarding the Nanhuang area.

Because Southern Wasteland was not far from the Wuxu border, military orders came from Tianjing asking him to lead troops to the front line, but he never wanted to be trapped in this boundary.

Bai Kong touched the fog in front of him and couldn't see the way out. He was anxious and worried. He saw that he was about to go to the territory to meet him, but he couldn't get out no matter what.

By the time they realized something was wrong, it was already too late. They had been hovering here for too long and had attracted something from the depths of the mist. Following the smell, they couldn't wait to burst out of the ground to eat them up.

The wind and sand filled the sky in the Wuxu Stone Forest. Hidden in the black mist were weird and strange ghosts. They stretched out their sharp claws, laughed weirdly, and seemed to have sprouted limbs when they were lying on the ground. They were so numerous that they should not be underestimated.

"It's the Ghost-Faced Spider! It's the Ghost-Faced Spider!!"

The guards who came quickly from the rear shouted loudly. The formation of the soldiers was in chaos. The horses around them were neighing and footsteps were hasty. Most of them were swallowed up by the yellow sand. Only the blades that frequently lit up could be seen in the blurred field of vision.

The flying dust and sand even obscured the sight. The human-faced spiders suddenly jumped up from the ground at an astonishing speed. The scimitar pierced the air. Bai Kong turned his back to his guards and slashed through the abdominal cavity of the ghost-faced spider with a backhand knife. The smelly and sticky Blood splattered all over his face.

He wiped his face heavily and was nauseated by the smelly blood. There was an endless supply of this thing. Even if his body was cut off, he could still roll up from the ground, carry the broken body and sneak up to his feet. There were sharp teeth in his mouth, and he was bitten. A large piece of flesh and blood will be hooked on it.

Bai Kong penetrated the remaining skull with a knife, and blocked several flying ghost-faced spiders from behind. The blade hit the hard armor on the abdomen, and the tiger's mouth was shocked to the point of numbness. He roared, and while exerting force, he put all the weight on his back. It was thrown up and hit in the sand.

His horse had disappeared in the melee. Bai Kong fell heavily into the yellow sand. Holding a handful of sand in his hand, he endured the severe pain on his back and shouted with all his strength:

"Quickly retreat! Move back on the way!! There are too many things, don't lose them here! Move them all back!!"

There were only whistles in the flying dust, and the horseshoes of the war horses were raised high, and then fell to the ground. Many horses were entangled in the hoofs of the ghost-faced spiders, and the blood flowed from the bites, and they whined continuously. The soldiers had no choice but to retreat while killing, and the number was decreasing. Being downwind and unable to see anything, the Ghost-faced Spiders will not be able to kill them all. If they drag on any longer, it is very likely that the whole army will be annihilated!

"Fuck..."

Bai Kong stood up precariously holding the knife. Several personal guards covered his retreat. His face was covered with blood, and his eyes were full of blood. Bai Kong was unwilling to give up, but he couldn't resist these deadly ghosts. The sword was clanging, and the air was filled with flying blood foam.

The sharp long arrow cut through the thick blood in one fell swoop, piercing through a ghost-faced spider that was about to bite its calf at its feet. The sand beneath his feet trembled, and the deafening sound of hoofs on the ground came from far to near. In the vast yellow sand, The military flag was hunting, and the war horses came tramping on the sand, raising up huge amounts of dust and sand. The white lightning cracked in the sky, and with the sharp sound of the bright spears scratching the ground, it was like a huge beast that had been dormant for many years suddenly opened its eyes. The claws are sharp, and with just one blow, blood will spread all over the sky!

Bai Kong was stopped in his tracks by the long arrow. His eyes were splitting, and he laughed loudly in front of him, unable to conceal his ecstasy: "It's the young general! It's the young general who's coming to kill me!!"

The tip of the spear picked up a severed head, and then pierced it with one shot. Lan Yu sat high on his horse, holding a sharp spear in his hand. The tip of the spear was dripping with blood, and his eyes were red in the blood mist that spread thousands of miles. The young man was high-spirited, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was galloping on his horse during the fight, trampling through thousands of miles of yellow sand. There were splatters of blood on his silver-white armor, and the red moles at the corners of his eyes contrasted with the bright blood stains, adding to the demonic aura.

Pulling the reins sharply, the horse looked up to the sky and neighed. Lan Yu raised his hand and took off his helmet in the blood mist. Behind him was the military flag fluttering in the wind. Bai Kong could hardly control his tears.

It had been too many years, he hadn't been on the battlefield for too many years.

They were not defeated, and they are still the ones who have not fallen!

Xue Zang's sharp edge has been revealed so far. At this moment, he is a presence on the battlefield that can crush everything. His iron hooves will break through all obstacles. The snow light splashes. Lan Yu takes over the flag. He takes over Lan Cheng's position and takes back the buried treasure. Many years of glory!

It is bound to level the territory and avenge my former shame!