Joan and Mona came to the outside of the camp where Mona had fainted.

Mona pretended to look for a while there, and suddenly said to Joan, "Look, what is that." ”

Joan followed Mona's finger and saw that it was empty, nothing.

Suddenly, Joan felt a chill on his neck, a sense of tiredness spread throughout his body, he fell down softly, before fainting, he looked at Mona in confusion, and muttered, "Why, why are you doing this to me?"

Mona sneered and didn't say anything, and it wasn't until Qiao An had completely fainted that she withdrew the silver needle in her hand, which had a special anesthetic on it that could make people fall asleep for a day and a night, and it was specially used to deal with cultivators.

Mona stabbed Joan with a silver needle and quickly left the place, which was only two miles from the camp, and she was still in danger.

In the process of escaping, Mona secretly unlocked her seal, and the long-lost power poured into her body again, her speed increased suddenly, and after running for hundreds of miles, Mona finally stopped.

Mona panted and glanced back behind her, but she didn't find any trace of her pursuers, and she finally put her mind at ease. It seems that his escape plan went well and did not arouse anyone's suspicion, and now it is time to report the good news to Lord Sherlock.

Mona took out the mirror and contacted Sherlock, whose serious face appeared in the mirror.

"Mona, don't tell me again that you didn't complete your mission, my patience with you has reached the limit. Sherlock said angrily as soon as they met.

"Please calm the anger in your breasts for a moment, dear Lord Sherlock, for this time I have great news for you. Mona said with a smile.

Sherlock's face softened, and he asked, "Tell me, what kind of good news is it?" ”

Mona said: "I have inquired clearly, the terrifying warrior of the three tribes of the East is really dead, he was assassinated in the bedroom, and even his body has been reduced to ashes. ”

"It's good to die, it's good to die, it's good to die. Hahaha, Delman really didn't lie to me, it's good, Monna, you did a good job, you come back to the family as soon as possible, I will definitely reward you well this time. Sherlock laughed.

"Thank you, Lord Sherlock, for the reward. Mona said with a smile.

Sherlock was extremely excited at the moment, depressed for so long, and now he finally heard a piece of news that could make him happy, it seemed that his previous assessment was completely wrong, but he didn't expect that the powerful Xiao Xiong to be killed so easily. Now it's time for revenge.

"Marx, Marx," Sherlock exclaimed.

A golden glow emanated from a portrait hanging on the wall, and the bearded man suddenly emerged from the portrait, dressed in medieval armor and carrying a quaint giant axe.

Seeing Sherlock, he didn't bow, and asked in a rough voice: "Sherlock, is the war about to start?" Our twelve knights have already been prepared, as the guardian knights of the Golden Family, it is now our turn to show our talents. ”

Sherlock said kindly, "Thank you, Master Marx, as I have told you before, this is a critical juncture for the survival of our Golden Family. But now the situation has changed, and one of the most powerful warriors of our enemies has been assassinated by the Delman faction of the Falk family. ”

"The three clans of the East are now as weak as a little sheep, so, Lord Marx, lead the warriors of our clan to the East, kill them cleanly, release the anger of your lords, and tell the world what will happen to the Golden Family if you offend us. ”

"Hahahaha" Marx let out an earth-shattering laugh: "In this way, we are just going to slaughter a group of useless waste in the past, although I am not very interested in this kind of thing, but as the guardian knight of the Golden Family, I will still be meticulous in carrying out the orders of the current patriarch Sherlock." ”

"Thank you for your support, Master Marx. Sherlock said softly, bowing deeply in thanks.

"Wake up, brothers, it's time to fight. Marx roared.

The remaining eleven portraits hanging on the walls glowed golden at the same time, and eleven warriors in tattered armor and ancient weapons in their hands stepped out of the scrolls. Some of them moved their hands and feet casually, some yawned incessantly, and some looked blankly at the room.

"Queue," Marx yelled.

The men quickly formed a neat line.

Marx looked at these people with a serious look and said, "Brothers, the time for battle has come. I hope you haven't forgotten how to kill, and now can anyone tell me what we're going to do?"

Everyone held up their weapons and shouted, "Kill, kill, kill!"

Marx nodded with satisfaction, very satisfied that his subordinates could maintain this high fighting spirit forever.

Then Marx turned his head and said to Sherlock, "Mr. Sherlock, do you have any other arrangements?"

Sherlock said, "Let the young people of the clan follow in the footsteps of the adults and join the battle, they will not really grow up without the baptism of war." ”

Marx nodded in agreement.

Sherlock clapped his hands, and a middle-aged man in a black uniform walked in, he gave Sherlock a military salute, and said with a serious face: "Report to Lord Sherlock, the family guard has been assembled, please review." ”

Sherlock pushed open his window and saw a line of five hundred men lined up in the plaza outside his attic. This is already all the combat power of the Golden Family, and any one of these people can turn that world upside down if they pull one person to the secular world.

Of course, most of these people are middle-aged and elderly, because all the young people have been sent by Sherlock to protect the castle of the Falk family.

Looking at the familiar faces in front of him, Sherlock couldn't help but feel emotional. In addition to some secret killers, these people have a special and important identity in the secular world, they are like joints, supporting the huge bones of the Sherlock family, each of them has a huge source of resources in their hands, and they grab an astonishing amount of huge wealth for the Sherlock family every year.

But now they're all in uniform and they're about to go into battle. Although there is no great danger in the east, there will definitely be people among these people who will die there, and their bodies will still be in a strange land.

After that, the original power structure of the Sherlock family had to be adjusted.

However, compared to the huge benefits achieved after the elimination of the three eastern tribes, no matter how much sacrifice is worthwhile.

War always produces casualties, but wealth is often gathered only through war. This is the world as it is.

Sherlock cleared his throat and cried out, "Brave warriors, you are about to go to war, and some of you may die in that strange land, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid," all replied loudly.

"For the glory of the family, kill all the enemies!" Sherlock shouted.

"For the glory of the family, kill all enemies!" shouted the people below as they raised their arms.

"To win, drain the last drop of blood!" Sherlock continued to chant.

"For the sake of victory, drain the last drop of blood!" the people below were ignited, and the crowd said angrily.

"Thank you for your dedication to the family. Sherlock bowed deeply to the men below.

Then he straightened up and shouted, "Let's go." ”

Marx, the eldest of the Twelve Horsemen, took out a golden box from his bosom and threw it into the air, and with a burst of golden light, everyone on the ground was put into the box.

Marx took out his battle axe and slashed at the sky, a huge black hole appeared in the sky, Marx turned around and said to the remaining eleven people: "Brothers, let's go too." ”

After saying this, Marx flew up and was the first to burrow into that black hole. One by one, the rest of the people were thrown into the black hole.

Sherlock looked at the slowly closing black hole. "Bless you, warriors, and I look forward to the day when you return victorious," he muttered to himself. ”

A black cloud suddenly appeared over the desert. Bang bang, twelve golden-clad warriors fell from the black clouds.

Xiao Xiong, who was hiding under the waterhole, slowly opened his eyes, and he said to Qiao Sanye: "Our guests have arrived, according to the plan ahead, play with them first." ”

Qiao Sanye was holding a compass in his hand, and there were twelve small red dots shining on it, Qiao Sanye exclaimed: "Such a strong strength, I didn't expect the Golden Family to hide such a terrifying strength, it seems that I used to underestimate them." ”

Xiao Xiong said: "It seems that they are pouring out of the nest this time, so it's okay to solve them at one time, and the province will have a lot of long nights and dreams." ”

Qiao Sanye shook his head and said: "It's not the time for you to make a move, the people of the Fox family have not yet appeared, we shouldn't startle the snake, and when the people of the Fox family appear, according to our agreement, the masters of the Fake family should also arrive, that is when we close the net, you will definitely be able to have a surprising effect when you kill it at that time." ”

Xiao Xiong frowned and said, "Can the Seven Killing Array trap these people? ”

Qiao Sanye said: "It is enough to be trapped for two days, I don't believe that the people of the Fox family have such good patience." ”

"What if you can't be trapped for two days?" Xiao Xiong asked.

"Then fill it with human life. Qiao Sanye said fiercely.

Xiao Xiong glanced at Qiao Sanye and sighed: "Alas, war." ”

Qiao Sanye left in a hurry.

The twelve knights rushed towards the camp of the three eastern clans with murderous intent, they already knew that the three eastern clans had laid a strange formation here, but they didn't pay attention to it at all, no matter how powerful the formation was, if it was not presided over by a powerful person, it would be like a papier-mâché, and it would be broken in a bucket.

Now that Xiao Xiong, the only remaining master of the three clans in the East, has died, the rest of the people don't need to take it to heart at all, they will trample these people to death one by one like ants.

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