Simulation of all things: Copper skin and iron bones at the beginning

"That's stupid!"

Wei An was speechless for a while. He never expected that a sixth-grade copper-skinned iron frame would have such a thing as a door cover.

A fly in the ointment always makes people feel unhappy.

After all, no one wants to be a defective product!

However, since the cover door is a weakness caused by insufficient practice, then one can count one by one, and we can basically draw the following conclusion:

All sixth-grade warriors have gates!

"I have a cover, and so must others."

Wei An couldn't help but think of Huo Xuanying. He also practiced the White Lotus Sword Technique and must have a shield, but he didn't know if his shield was at the tailbone.

In addition to Huo Xuanying, there must be a sixth-grade person in command at Yanjiabao.

In the entire northwest borderland, these two masters are actually fighting for hegemony, playing a two-person game.

Wei An didn't understand even more what was going on with the sixth-grade member of the Yan family.

But it was not difficult for him to deduce that the man's strength was probably on par with Huo Xuanying's, and no one could do anything to the other.

"Sixth grade, cover the door..."

Wei An suddenly trembled.

"Isn't the point of a battle between sixth-grade warriors lies in finding out where the opponent's cover is?"

No matter how hard the enemy's body is, as long as you know where the enemy's shield is, you can easily break through the defense with just one blow.

Even though a sixth-grade person has copper skin and iron bones, he can still be killed.

In fact, as long as a seventh-grade or lower warrior masters the location of the sixth-grade gate and seizes the opportunity to sneak attack and plot, he can still defeat the sixth-grade and kill people beyond his level!

For example, if Huo Xuanying's cover-up was exposed, it would be much easier for the three elders Zhou Zhiyi to kill him.

But on the other hand, if you are at the sixth level and your secret is controlled by others, you will definitely have trouble sleeping and eating.

"Alas, no matter how powerful you are, you still have to be cautious and don't be arrogant."

Wei An sighed softly, calmed down his emotions, and returned to the dyeing workshop.

Twenty-two corpses lay in front of the gate, with broken limbs and arms everywhere, and a large area of ​​blood.

In the distance, the people in the town secretly watched, and a few brave ones even ran closer to Kangkang.

There were some children nearby.

Wei An remained silent for a moment and quickly searched the corpses one after another.

"Only thirteen thousand, so little..."

The collected rough stones were piled together, and after counting, there were only more than 13,000 low-grade rough stones on the twenty-two people.

"Don't these bastards take any money with them when they go out?" Wei An rolled his eyes speechlessly.

But, think about it.

People like He Yuzeng and Huo Zhiping probably don't pay when they go out to eat. Not only do they get nothing, but others even give them money.

How can a group of people who have no need to spend money carry a large amount of cash with them.

"A worthy death!"

Wei An curled his lips, then found a carriage, threw all the bodies into the carriage, took them to the woods outside the town and dumped them, leaving the rest of the work to the beasts.

Suddenly, the sky turned dark.

Chen Wanyi's uncle rushed back in a hurry, and the middle-aged woman quickly informed her husband of the whole situation.

"Oh, now that the situation has come to this, we can only run away."

My uncle was obviously very afraid of the Dihu Gang, and he contacted several caravans traveling between Liangzhou and the northwest border overnight.

He inquired that there was a caravan going to Liangzhou and he could take them with him.

However, the caravan may leave in ten days at the earliest and half a month at the latest.

"Without the navigation and protection of the caravan, ordinary people would not be able to pass through the Gobi Desert." My uncle was anxious, but he had no choice but to wait for half a month.

During this period, people from the Dihu Gang might come to kill him at any time.

Seeing this situation, Wei An pondered for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter, I will stay here to protect you until you leave."

"really?"

My uncle's family was immediately overjoyed and thanked him profusely again.

But the happiest person is none other than Chen Wanyi. She has made up her mind to practice martial arts well, but she is currently in need of a good teacher.

Wei An's presence and companionship were as precious to her as the rain met after a long drought.

And Wei An is also determined to cultivate and nourish Chen Wanyi. After all, she is a qualified leek.

From that day on, Wei An carefully taught Chen Wanyi how to learn the White Lotus Sword Technique.

Chen Wanyi soon discovered that no matter what questions she had, Wei An could always answer them clearly and in simple terms.

Those profound meanings became easy to understand under Wei An's explanation, which made Chen Wanyi suddenly enlightened and benefited a lot.

Day by day passes...

"Isn't Yu Zeng back yet?"

Five days passed in the blink of an eye, and there was no news from He Yuzeng and Huo Zhiping. He Deyan couldn't help but feel worried.

He Yuzeng is a dignified seventh-level master. It stands to reason that in this land of the northwest border, no one can harm him except Huo Xuanying and the ancestor of the Yan family.

Although He Deyan firmly believed that nothing would happen to his son He Yuzeng, He Yuzeng and the others only went to arrest a young girl who had just entered the country. How could they not return for five days?

Something feels wrong just thinking about it.

That afternoon, a thin young man came to the gate of the Dihu Gang headquarters and wandered back and forth.

The guard spotted him and caught him red-handed.

The young man quickly shouted: "Someone killed someone from the Dihu Gang. I saw it with my own eyes. I'm here to report it."

Soon, he was brought to He Deyan.

"You said someone killed someone from the Dihu Gang?"

He Deyan's face darkened, "Then tell me, who was killed, where, and by whom? If you tell anything that is untrue, I will shave you alive!"

The skinny young man was frightened and trembling, but when he thought of the gambling debts he owed, his heart jumped and he risked his life. He shouted: "If I am right, can I give you a reward?"

He Deyan sneered: "Then it depends on whether the information you mentioned is valuable."

Hearing this, the skinny young man continued: "I am from Jinyi Town. Five days ago, a group of strong men on horseback suddenly came to our town and broke into the Wu family dyeing workshop."

He recounted what he saw with his own eyes.

Five days ago!

Jinyi Town!

Wu Family Dyeing Workshop!

He Deyan's face suddenly changed. When he heard that the group of people on horseback were all killed by the same person on the spot, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He froze in his seat and his face turned ashen.

"Tell me carefully what the leader looks like."

He Deyan's voice was so low that no human emotion could be heard.

The skinny young man described his face shape, body shape, clothes, etc.

Listening to his description, He Deyan's whole body trembled uncontrollably, and tears burst into his eyes.

"what!!!"

He roared in vain, his hands turned into sharp claws, and he thrust into the skinny young man's chest, splitting his body from left to right, tearing his body in half, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere.

A moment later, He Deyan entered Huo Xuanying's study and knelt down in front of the gang leader.

"Lao He, what's wrong with you?" Huo Xuanying's expression changed and his eyes narrowed.