Genius Demon Empress - Chapter 104

"What?" Yue Jinghua was taken aback. "Where did the news come from? But really? Who were the dead?"

If Yue Jinghua truly established a relationship with someone on this strange continent, except for a few people in the meditation courtyard, she was a few mercenaries in the mercenary regiment.

Especially with her, she has experienced life and death, and she regards them as true friends.

How many mercenaries died in the backfire mercenary regiment? Do they also ...

The mercenaries had been wandering on the edge of blood and death all year round. However, as one of the famous mercenary regiments on the mainland, the mercenaries died without major missions. This is undoubtedly a major event.

"Are you worried about that red-haired boy?" After seeing Yue Jinghua's face slightly changed because of her movement, Xie Yu was quite a bit of a taste. He forced a few words out of his teeth. The dead were a few old mercenaries who backfired. Those mercenaries were completing two different tasks. One of them was to deliver the crystals obtained from the Dan magic grave to the client. The other one The group is said to be handing over the devil crystal given out as a handpiece to the mercenary family members who died during the mission. The reason why the Assassin Alliance will pay attention to this is because their method of death is very special. One stroke was fatal, all wounds were from ... "

Xie Yu used his fingers to slide his throat down to the position of the belly button. "The mercenaries who were trained in the land were killed with almost no fighting power. The devil crystals they carried also It's all gone. "

The devil crystal, the devil crystal she sent out killed them.

The sore throat ached, and Yue Jinghua paused. "Do you think this crystal really has a devil's possession, which will bring people doom?"

"I don't believe it, but I can be sure that this crystal represents some kind of danger. If it is not necessary, don't let anyone know that you own this crystal. A man is guilty and guilty of guilt. This truth is on the Canglong Road that is weak and strong "It's the best iron rule," Xie Yu accepted the crystal, and Ata took a meaningful look at the moon, and turned away.

Yue Jinghua fell into deep thought.

Xieyu's words just reminded her that the value of the devil crystal will play different roles in the hands of different people. But since someone is willing to find this crystal at the cost of a blue diamond mission, this has undoubtedly proved the preciousness of this crystal.

But she hurriedly sent the crystal out.

Dan Mo had said at the beginning that the crystal, unknown origin, was given to him by a stranger.

After a while, she wrote a letter with a pen, then sent Hong Ling, and immediately sent it to an unknown village in Feng Warring States, Fenglin Night Town.

Inverse Qianjun Xiu is not bad, and backfire mercenary regiments back up, it should not be so easy. But the wind that left the mercenary regiment did not regret it but apparently did not have this condition.

Although his crystal had been handed over to the mercenary regiment as a substitute for that mission, Yue Jinghua didn't know if he would also cause the killing.

Hope, wind will not regret nothing will happen, Yue Jinghua secretly thought in his heart.

It is a pity that things in the world are not all old people wishing. Soon after Yue Jinghua sent the letter, the breath of death was approaching Fenglin night town step by step.

Fenglin is an ordinary town on the border of the Dragon Empire. Around it, there is a tree called Maple Late. This kind of tree has leaves full of maple leaves, but in autumn, it will not turn red like maple leaves. Turned red, so this kind of tree became a late maple forest.

Like many small towns in the Dragon Warring States, the area of ​​the town is small, and there are only more than 200 households in the town.

Because several mountains are located next to each other, the town's residents mostly live on logging and hunting.

Feng's unrepentant home is located on the outskirts of the town. Since he left the backfire mercenary regiment, farewell to Yue Jinghua, he has been living in the town.

Feng doesn't regret not doing mercenaries, the happiest is his mother and brother.

He was the eldest son in the family, and his father died when he was a teenager. In order to subsidize households, and to calm down the perennial blood in his chest, the wind did not regret. At the age of thirteen, he joined an anti-fire mercenary regiment with an old mercenary who occasionally passed through the town.

An eight-year mercenary career has allowed him to grow from an adolescent boy into a man of great standing.

Despite the painful experience of Dan Mozu, the right arm was lost, but Feng did not regret it after returning to the town. He gave all the gold coins that he got out of the tour to his mother-in-law, and undertook an smithy left by his father.

His right hand was broken, but his left hand could still be used, but it was only one month. The wind learned how to hammer the hammer with his left hand without regret. For the villagers, he forged some hoes, pears, and bows of Orion. .

Whenever Orion came to fetch bows and arrows, the wind would stumble for a while. Then, when he returned home, he would sit in front of his bed and take out the improved crossbow that Yue Jinghua replaced for him, rubbing in his hand. For a while.

This day, as usual, he plowed a pair of spring ploughs.

Neighbor Lao Li, who came to be a fast catcher in town, came over and said, "I'm sorry, I have your letter."

There is no post station in a small town like Fenglin Wan, and all the letters are sent to the Yamen in the city.

What makes Feng regretful is who wrote to him.

After he left the mercenary regiment, he didn't tell anyone where he was going, except for Yue Jinghua and backfire.

After reading the letter, Feng's regretful heart jumped suddenly, and an ominous feeling came over him.

He immediately stopped the work in his hand, informed the old Li tou, and went to the house.

Within a few steps, he saw his little brother running around, and when he saw himself, he smiled: "I do n’t regret brother, there is a guest at home, and a big brother with red hair comes to you Now. "

Red hair? Is it Ni Qianjun back? Feng Fengrui felt a little more secure, and hurried to his home.

After entering his own courtyard, he saw his own courtyard, standing tall and burly, with red hair clustering like a flame.

The man turned around and the wind was startled, "Head of State!"

"I do n’t regret. Why did n’t I even recognize me as soon as I left the backfire? I did n’t see you for a few days, and I just passed by Fenglin Evening Town. Look. The environment here is good. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and it is a good place. "The comer is exactly the head of the mercenary regiment.

Talking against the fire, he took the tea from the unrepentant mother.

As soon as I heard that the head of the famous mercenary regiment in the mainland went to the town in person, the adults and children in the town gathered around.

In the wind's regretful home, there was a flood of water around him.

The wind does not regret it, the head of the group will come to the door personally, remembering the letter brought by Yue Jinghua a little, Feng regrets has guessed the head of the group.

"Head, are you here for the Devil Crystal?" Feng does not regret understanding the backfire, he will never come to the door for a useless old subordinate, not to mention himself on the fire dragon sail, for Master Yue, Zeng Yini Over what he meant.

"Hehe, it's for the sake of crystals. Don't hide it. A few days ago, several of our brothers had an accident, all related to crystals. I heard Qianjun said that those crystals were all obtained from others. Come, tell me, who gave you these crystals? "Laughed against the fire, looked at the people outside the house, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wind whispered in his regretful heart.

He stood up, went into the room, took out an iron box, and whispered, "Head, those crystals were indeed sent by me. As for who gave them to me," he went outside. I looked at it, like a difficult decision. "There are so many people here, so it's inconvenient to say, let's go outside."

Backfire didn't care, but stood up and followed the wind and walked out of the room.

Before leaving, the younger brother who did not regret the wind shouted a few times behind him, "Brother not regret, Aunt told you to come back earlier, and you are about to eat. Tonight has your favorite brine chicken."

"Well," Feng did not regret and didn't look back. He responded, walking forward with a backfire.

The two walked along, and no one spoke again until they passed through the late maple forest outside the town.

The red fire only stopped the wind to regret, "No regrets, you will go to the mountain again. There is no one next to you. You should tell me, where did your devil crystal come from?"

"Okay, I'll tell you this," Feng's regretful voice seemed a bit obscure. He turned sharply, and the crossbow in his hand had no idea when it had been loaded and aimed at the backfire.

The left hand of the crossbow has not been used for a long time, and it is slightly trembling. But soon, he calmed down. In the woods, a late wind blew through. The wind did not regret his left hand to make the crossbow. Yue Jinghua's improved crossbow was very convenient.

After seeing the wind, he regretted the situation and suddenly turned against him. The backfire did not seem too unexpected. He smiled and said, "No regrets, what are you doing?"

"Don't pretend, you're not the head of the group," Feng said at the foot, and started to move, looking for the best shooting point. "I never talked to the head of the group, my hometown. Qianjun will not be able to tell you I gave him the devil crystal. "

In fact, in order to protect Yuehua, Qian Qianjun told Wanfeng to regret the wind before going out for trial, and unified the calibre to the outside world. Even before the head of the regiment, he had to sing it out. The crystal is against Qianjun Find it back.

Moreover, although the regiment he knew was more severe, it was impossible to tell the death news of mercenaries in other regiments with a smile.

"Oh, it seems that the Mercenary Mercenary Corps is still quite famous. You are the one among these mercenaries who can quickly understand my identity. Others, even before they died, thought they were killed by their companions. "A terrible dry laughter, the man who was almost exactly the same as the backfire, his body changed greatly and his clothes were ripped apart.