There was a conflict here, which immediately attracted many onlookers near the camp, pointing and pointing from afar, and talking to each other. Qin Ming, as the young lord of the Daming Mansion, belongs to the first-line inner circle, and many high-level people of the sect know him.

Qin Ming's face was extremely ugly, and he asked him to accept Chu Jun's challenge, he categorically didn't dare, but if he didn't accept the challenge, how could he get by on his face. This time, he and his father automatically invited him to come, just to follow the eldest prince to get some credit, and when the eldest prince sits on the throne of the continent in the future, he can also follow a little light, even if he can't be the lord of the mansion, it is not bad to get a city lord. However, this has lost its prestige not long after coming, how to lead the people of all sects in Daming Mansion next!

"Chu Jun, you are arrogant, the position of the camp master of the young mansion master was personally sealed by the eldest prince, how can anyone who wants to sit can sit on it!" Qin Ming's side said coldly.

Chu Jun spread his hands and said, "It turned out that it was sealed by the eldest prince himself, no wonder!"

Chu Jun's tone was playful, as long as he was not a fool, he could hear the meaning of his words, and it was clearly a sarcasm that Qin Ming walked through the back door to get the position of the camp master.

Qin Ming took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Ben Shao is now the camp master of the Daming Battalion, the eight cities of the Daming Mansion, all the sects have to be controlled by the camp master, Chu Jun, as the temporary leader of the Youri City, you are the direct subordinate of the camp master, and you must obey the dispatch of the camp master." From now on, you people in the city of the Dark Sun are responsible for the security of the camp, and you must arrange for manned guards every twelve hours every day!"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Chu Jun to agree, Qin Ming flicked his sleeves and led people out of the camp of the Heavenly Phoenix Sect!

The big stick mallet took a sip and said with a big grin: "Drag a hammer!"

Chu Jun just smiled indifferently, anyway, the two sides had already married Liangzi, and the lord of the Daming Mansion was a member of the eldest prince's family, so he didn't need to give him face at all, and if he was offended, he would be offended.

Returning to the camp tent casually, Chu Jun asked Fan Jian and the big stick mallet about their recent situation.

Chu Jun saw Fan Jian's look of hesitation, and couldn't help but ask strangely: "Slut, let it go if you have a fart, it's not your style to spit and spit out!"

Fan Jian gritted his teeth and was about to tell Li Xiangjun about his private formation of Shili, when a disciple of the Heavenly Phoenix Sect reported loudly outside the tent: "Back to the sect master, there is a person named Luo Heng outside who asks to see you!"

Chu Jun and Fan Jian couldn't help but be overjoyed, and blurted out at the same time: "Please!"

I haven't seen him for more than two years, Luo Heng is still so cold, his upright body is like a sharp sword out of the sheath, and the cold sword intent emanating from his body is terrifying. Stepping into the camp, the terrifying sword intent on Luo Heng's body retracted, and he didn't say anything, just nodded slightly at Chu Jun and Fan Jian.

"Haha, Lao Luo, I haven't seen you for two years, and my cultivation has improved again!" Chu Jun happily gave Luo Heng a bear hug.

The little eyes bent into two crescents, and he called out sweetly: "Brother Luo Heng!"

Luo Heng stretched out his hand and patted his little head, and a stiff smile appeared on his cold face: "I've grown taller again!"

Suddenly, there was a sword groan, and with the flash of sword light, Luo Heng had already received several swords with Fan Jian as he spoke.

Xiaoxiao couldn't help but flatten her mouth, and said helplessly: "Here we go again!"

The big stick mallet slipped out of the tent with great cleverness, so as not to become a fish in the pond!

It turned out that the big stick mallet was very wise, and not long after he slipped out, the camp tent was cut into a honeycomb by countless sharp sword intents. Chu Jun couldn't help but secretly leaned out, and a majestic spiritual power poured out, which immediately shook Fan Jian and Luo Heng away, and said with a foul face: "Your uncle, you have to get out and fight, this is to demolish Lao Tzu's camp!"

Fan Jian and Luo Heng collected their swords at the same time, and the former pouted: "Isn't it just a camp tent produced by the Divine Machine Pavilion, I will compensate you!"

"Fart!" Luo said.

Chu Jun couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Okay, you are uncles, I haven't seen you for two years, dry firewood, it's better to go outside and make love enough to come back!"

A little giggle!

"Bah, boss, don't be so disgusting, okay!" Fan Jian shuddered and glanced at Luo Heng with disdain.

Luo Heng said coldly: "Just like Fan Jian's appearance, I want to vomit when I look at it!"

Fan Jian suddenly scolded as if he had been stepped on his tail: "Fart, cold-faced ghost, I want to cut you once I see you!"

"I'm afraid you won't be able to cut it!"

"Grandma, go out and fight alone, but let's say it first, you have to suppress your spiritual power to the middle stage of Jindan!"

"Jindan early stage!"

"Your uncle!"

"Your second uncle!"

Chu Jun couldn't help but have a headache, waved his hand and said, "Two masters, can you go it alone later, listen to me!"

"Say!" Fan Jian and Luo Heng turned their heads at the same time.

Xiao Xiao covered her mouth and smiled and rolled into Chu Jun's arms, shrugging on both shoulders. Chu Jun raised his hand and slapped this girl's round little ass, and the latter snorted, covered his little buttocks, and blushed and flattened his mouth.

"Old Luo, didn't you come to me just to fight Fan Jian?" Chu Jun ignored the delicate little one, looked at Luo Heng and asked.

Luo Heng put away his flying sword and sat down and said, "Naturally not, I didn't expect this frustration to be here!"

"Cold-faced ghost, let's take a look at the frustration again, the master can't kill you!" Fan Jian couldn't help but say angrily.

"Frustration!"

"Your sister!" Fan Jian couldn't help but burst out of Chu Jun's mantra.

Chu Jun said with a smile: "Then what are you looking for me?"

"I heard just now that you got involved with someone else, so come and take a look, I have long estimated that the Heavenly Phoenix Sect will be led by you!" Luo Heng said lightly, and then turned his head and smiled at Xiao Xiao: "Xiao Ling'er, do you have any wine?"

Xiaoxiao has loved to drink since he was a child, and he is a typical little drunkard, but he has a lot of good wine hidden on his body. At the beginning, Fan Jian lived in the Tianhuang Sect for a period of time, and in addition to practicing sword with Fan Jian every day, he begged for wine from a young age. The guy who has always been cold-faced and cold-hearted will only smile often when he is young.

"Gluttonous drunkard, I don't know how to bring wine, I always ask people for it, are you ashamed!" Xiao Xiao smiled and took out a pot of milk fruit wine from the Half-Spirit Clan, poured four cups with his hands and feet, and drank a cup first. Usually, Chu Jun strictly controls her drinking, and she is only allowed to drink one drink a day, but now she has to drink enough when she has the opportunity.

Chu Jun said with a smile: "It's just that there was a little contradiction with Qin Ming, the young master of Daming Mansion, and there was no fight!"

Luo Heng nodded, he was not surprised, with Chu Jun's character, even if he fought with the continent master, Luo Heng would not be the slightest surprised. Chu Jun took a sip of wine and asked with a smile, "Why are you here too?"

Without waiting for Luo Heng to answer, Fan Jian interjected: "Haotian Sect is from Mingnuma City in Bianyang Mansion, and it is also among the calling sects, our sword cultivation originally majored in killing, and we improved our cultivation in killing, so it's strange if the cold-faced ghost doesn't come!"

Luo Heng glanced at Fan Jian coldly and said, "Frustration, have you been working as a bodyguard for people for the past two years?"

Fan Jian rolled his eyes and said, "Master bodyguard, you have a face, during this time, Lao Tzu has killed not a thousand but eight hundred!"

"Cows don't brag!"

"Don't believe it, I've been wandering around the battlefields of the human race and the ghost race all this time, specializing in hunting and killing lonely ghosts!"

"Fuck, why don't you look for me for such a haode thing!" Luo Heng glared at Fan Jian.

Fan Jian smiled: "Isn't there a chance now?"

"That's right!" Luo Heng nodded.

"Hee-hee, drink and drink!" Xiaoxiao stood up and filled the three of them diligently, then filled himself with a glass, sneaked a glance at Chu Jun, and seeing that he did not object, he happily took a big sip of the wine glass.

"Chu Jun, are you optimistic about the eldest prince sending troops this time?" Luo Heng asked.

Chu Jun shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, but at this time, the ghost clan is like a rainbow, and the Tianchen army of Xingchen Continent has been beaten and lost its courage, and it may be difficult to win just by relying on the 100,000 horses of the eldest prince!"

Luo Heng nodded and said, "I think so too, it's just that if we people are used as cannon fodder, it's not worth it!"

Chu Jun said with a smile: "If the eldest prince just wants to use us as cannon fodder, then he will definitely lose this time!"

"How?"

"Although we people are not as well-trained as the regular army, we have our own strengths, as long as we use them well, we can definitely play a great role, and there are ten Yuan Babies in one city, and there are one hundred and sixty Yuan Babies in two provinces and sixteen cities, and nearly two thousand Jin Dan, this must be a powerful liliang, if the eldest prince only wants to use us as cannon fodder to consume the Liliang of the ghost clan, then what reason does he have to win!" Chu Jun said lightly.

Fan Jian pursed his lips and said, "He asked us to be stationed on the front line, and the idea of using us as cannon fodder is already obvious!"

"No matter how much, I just have to fight anyway!" Luo Heng drank all the wine in his cup.

Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, and he smiled sweetly and picked up the wine jug for Luo Hengman, and said with a grin: "Drink and drink!" Then he filled his empty glass, and was about to bring it up to taste beautifully, but Chu Jun flicked his forehead.

Xiao Nizi drank two glasses of wine, a pink and pretty face was flushed, her eyes were shining, and she was very good-looking, and said coquettishly to Chu Jun: "Brother Jun, people will drink a cup, and don't drink this cup after drinking!"

Chu Jun couldn't help but glared at her helplessly: "Little drunkard, drink slowly!"

A little shrugged his nose, a small dimple appeared on his cheek, and he took a glass of wine and drank it very ladylikely!

"By the way, I'm going to go to Sky Wolf City to inquire about the situation, are you interested?" Luo Heng said.

Fan Jian hurriedly said: "Such an exciting thing naturally can't be missing!"

"I'm going too!" the little grunt drank up.

Chu Jun nodded: "It's okay, I originally planned to go to Sky Wolf City to find out the situation!"

Seeing that Chu Jun did not object, Xiaoxiao immediately jumped up happily, picked up the wine jug and filled a glass for himself, but before he could drink it, Chu Jun took it and drank it, and immediately flattened his mouth.

Fan Jian couldn't help but smile, handed over his cup and said, "Come, drink Brother Jian, look, Brother Jian is so good to you!"

"I won't drink your saliva!"