"Since Zhao Xiaonian returned to Hexi Fort, he built the inner city, arrow tower, suspension bridge, and moat. The inner city wall was more than ten feet thick!"

In such a solemn atmosphere, someone suddenly mentioned this matter.

Suddenly, everyone paused and couldn't help looking at Master Long.

"Master Long, is Zhao Xiaonian targeting us Wolongling? He is just going to fight us!"

"This thief has sinister intentions and must be removed!"

"I heard that Zhao Xiaonian has the same ability, which is even better than the Sixth Headmaster! He shouted, and others had to kneel down, and all of them were kneeling down, which was even better than the Sixth Headmaster who could only climb 30 people!"

"Hey, he also has a powerful person under his command. I heard that Zhang Long actually has the ability of the Twelve Master!"

"If you want to kill this person, you must take action by Master Long himself!"

"Yes, Master Long can only kill this thief if he takes action himself!"

The third master suddenly turned around and angrily said, "What are you talking nonsense? Brother himself takes action. Are we trash? It's not up to that point yet. If the elder brother takes action and spreads it, will the seniors in the martial arts world bully a junior and will not let their peers laugh at me?"

At this moment, everyone around him stopped talking.

A touch of gloom and strong appeared on Master Long's forehead. Looking at Master Third, Ma Bobiao, his palms couldn't help but squeeze the broken chair handle beside him.

"Second Brother Yi, what should I do? The fifth brother is so injured, Zhang Genshuo made him disabled, and the twelfth brother asked him to cut his head. Could it be that our Wolongling should swallow his anger and let him ride on our heads and shit!" The eleventh ranks, and finally couldn't help but slammed the table and said this!

Everyone couldn't help but look at Master Long.

"Master Long, what do you think? Huang Yulang doesn't send us food, will we starve to death?"

"This won't work, otherwise we'll search the guy and hit him in Hexi Fort!"

"Yes, let's take it while he has food!"

"Yes, rob him, let's go back to Tianshan!"

"Um?"

Everyone couldn't help but look over.

The village leader hurriedly lowered his head and hid among the crowd.

...

"It's another matter whether to fight or not. Let's explore Zhao Xiaonian's reality first!" Master Long suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked over.

After scanning all the village leaders in the hall, Master Long finally set his eyes on Master Third.

He continued to ask, "Who wants to go to Hexi Fort to explore Zhao Xiaonian's reality?"

"Ah?" At this moment, the leaders of the village responded at the same time.

"Okay! Chunhua, go!" Master Long looked at Ma Chunhua with admiration.

"Ah?" Ma Chunhua suddenly realized it, and then looked around and couldn't help but be stunned!

Everyone stood side by side, and they all took two steps back, but why did they still stand out? They stood alone in front?

"This, I, Master Long, Zhao Xiaonian is not easy to deal with, I..."

"Chunhua volunteers, it's great! You can learn hard and you will know how to eat and die all day long! Waste, this time I get the food, I will get one more portion of the spring flowers!" Master Long interrupted Ma Chunhua's complaints, waved his hand and made a decision: "It's settled!"

Can this be decided?

Ma Chunhua's face immediately turned into a wilted cucumber and was gathered together. But when she saw Master Long's sharp and murderous eyes, she didn't dare to say much. But if she didn't say anything, wouldn't she seek death when she ran to Hexi Fort?

Suddenly, the big eyes turned hard, and her fingers pinched the corners of the flower's clothes kept twisting. Then, soon, she had an idea and shouted: "Hey, Master Long, Chunhua is afraid that it will be difficult for me to be a big responsibility. I am a woman, I am a great god! It's really not possible to deal with Zhao Xiaonian! Eighth Master! Eighth Master, you say something, Chunhua is not possible!"

"Um?"

Following Ma Chunhua's eyes, a group of people fell on the eighth master Ma Xunhuan, who had been sitting on the chair and closed his eyes to rest!

this……

Baye is a thin man, wearing a luxurious yellow leather jacket, with ten fingers on his hands full of rings, five gold chains on his neck, and a pot of hookah on the table. The cigarette bottle is made of gold, which is particularly good.

As we all know, Ma Baye is the richest man in Wolongling and the most romantic man in Wolongling. Ma Chunhua is called Baye at this moment, this...

The Eighth Master, who was closing his eyes to rest, suddenly felt something was wrong. He opened his eyes and frowned again. He pinched a pinch from the snuff bottle in his hand, rubbed it to his nostrils and sucked it, and then looked at the pitiful Ma Chunhua.

"Master Eighth Master! You have to help me, you..."

"Hey!" The Eighth Master hurriedly stopped Ma Chunhua's words, looked at the brothers, rubbed their noses, rubbed their big red noses, opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues and licked their lips, and then smiled: "What a big deal, it's like a dead father and mother! Isn't it just food?"

As he said that, the Eighth Master sat upright, looked at Master Long on the platform, and clasped his fists: "Brother, isn't the Xiliuying in Hexi Fortress the one you want to guard against? Are you really afraid of Zhao Xiaonian? Tip!"

The arrogant Eighth Master glanced at everyone and said, "This is easy to deal with! Just wait for me to go to Hexi Fort and get the food for everyone."

"this……"

Everyone couldn't help but look at the Eighth Master, what a big Haikou!

Zhao Xiaonian took away the grain, how could the Eighth Master get the grain back when he went to Hexi Fort?

Although everyone doesn't believe it, no one who can show off now will stop him from showing off.

Although, the distance between pretending and dying is only a little bit different.

"Brother Eighth brother, this is not a joke. Do you know how many trucks of food we need?" The third master calmly reminded.

But the Eighth Master didn't care and waved his hand and said, "Third Brother, brothers lack food and clothing. If we don't get it for everyone, then that's OK? Is it true, brother?"

The Eighth Master glanced at Ma Chunhua and continued, "To put it bluntly, no food, who will follow our Wolongling? If there is no food, the people's hearts will not be dispersed! Who is more important than the horse's part of happiness? But what's the saying? If the people's hearts dispersed, it will be difficult to lead the team!"

Everyone was stunned.

The third master's gloomy eyes couldn't help but look at him, as if he had an emotional exchange. Then the two nodded slightly, as if they had a consensus on this matter.

"Brother, what Lao Ba said is not without reason. What do you think?"

Everyone looked at Master Long at the same time.

His fingers were embedded in the handle of the chair, and Master Long was still in a blank expression, as if he was sitting there without moving at all. After looking at the people below for a long time, he nodded slightly and said, "Old Ba is right. As long as he can transport the food back, it will be good! Let's do this, Ma Chunhua, you go with Lao Ba! Don't cause trouble!"

"Yes!..." Looking at the Eighth Master, Man Chunhua felt helpless.

...

...

"Go to explore Zhao Xiaonian's bottom!"

Just when everyone thought the matter was over, Master Long suddenly added this sentence. He looked at the camp leaders below the stage and suddenly said, "When Xiliu Camp leaves, we will fight Hexi Fort. Who dares to run away? Don't blame me for turning against me, Long Qianshan!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at Master Long's majestic face, as if a master god was sitting in it, shocking all living things in the mortal world!

"yes--"

A string of listless responses.

Master Ma San couldn't help but lower his head and think for a moment, then turned to look at Master Ba...
Chapter completed!