"Escort the prisoners into the tent along with the prisoner cart!"

For the chiefs in the Xiying tent, the man in the prisoner car is not just the remnants of the Yun family, he is also a treasure and a mountain of gold.

It is impossible to overstate how solemn it is to treat such an important person and criminal.

After receiving the order, the commander came out of the big tent, ran through the dark school field to the outside of the battle, and said to the leading general who escorted the prisoners: "On the orders of the camp Zheng, inform the first battalion to release the prisoners and escort them to prison for interrogation tomorrow!"

"No!" As soon as the general gave his hand to the commander, he ordered the soldiers escorting the prisoner cart: "Untie the prisoners and press them into the dungeon!"

The door of the prison cart opened, and the wolf-like warriors dragged the fat man out of the prison cart by his limbs, and almost four people carried him to the dungeon.

And the three Xiang Clan Martial Sects who were watching the prisoners being pressed into the camp also slowly fell from the sky.

The commander looked at the corner of his mouth that fell from the sky, twitched, and then said to the general: "The three generals have worked hard, and the battalion and the young patriarch are waiting for you to return to the big tent at this time. The little one has to go to the dungeon to make sure that the prisoner is well admitted. ”

The general of the first battalion led the commander to the prison, while the three martial arts masters walked towards the school tent, and although the ghost assassin was not directly caught in tonight's operation, the opponent's comrades were captured and escorted back to the camp smoothly.

With such a merit, it seems that there is nothing wrong with accepting the commendation of the chief of the Xiying, but when the three Wu Zongmai stepped into the big tent, they looked at the young patriarch Xiang Loulan and Yingzheng Xiang Guang in shock, and the two knew that it was bad!

At the same time, the large array of the West Camp suddenly started, the light curtain shrouded the entire camp, the school field was as bright as day, the alarm sounded in the sky, the already dormant West Camp soldiers immediately woke up, and the entire West Camp suddenly made a fuss.

In this chaotic and complicated environment, Yingzheng Xiang Guang was the first to react, and asked in a deep voice towards the three martial arts sects who had entered the account, "What about the human criminals!?"

"I've been escorted to prison by a battalion of soldiers!"

The leader of the Xiang Clan's Martial Sect immediately responded.

Xiang Guang, who got the information, didn't even hesitate, turned into a clear blue cloud and tore open the tent and went straight to the dungeon.

But when he entered the dungeon, he could only see unconscious guards and empty prisons, and even the ground made of gold and stone was dissolved into a large hole by something.

Even the magic circle in the ground has been torn open, and I think this is the key to alarming the Xiying formation!

Xiang Guangtie had a blue face, and was robbed by a ghost assassin in front of his nose, which was undoubtedly a humiliation to Xiang Jiajun.

The Xiang Clan's martial arts sects who arrived later also looked ashamed, not knowing how to speak.

"I reported to the battalion and found that the commander of the first battalion was left in the sand of the school field, and his military uniform was stripped unconscious!"

The commander coincided with the appearance of his meeting, which made several people in the dungeon even more ugly, and the battalion Zhengxiang Guang had a gloomy face and ordered: "From today onwards, design a set of secret words for each battalion to pass orders and hand over tasks, and today's events will be regarded as a warning, and they must not be committed in the future!"

"No!"

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In the spiritual passage

The fat man who was rescued obviously hadn't gotten rid of the fear between life and death, and his fat was trembling all over, and he looked at Tian Ge'er from time to time in front of him, and his eyes were even more shocked, although he had long doubted Tian Ge'er's identity, and he had also guessed whether Tian Ge'er would be a descendant of the Yun family.

But when Brother really changed his appearance in front of him and waved his hand to knock all the jailers in the prison unconscious, this result was still a little difficult for him to accept.

Swallowing his saliva, the fat man said in a trembling voice: "God.. Brother Tian'er, are you really a member of the Yun family?"

Tian Ge'er, who was pushing the wheelchair and walking forward, paused and responded, "Well, yes." ”

The atmosphere in the passage fell silent again, obviously they were brothers for many years, but suddenly there was another face, and the past that was obviously extremely familiar now seemed to be veiled.

The gang boss has become a descendant of the Yun family, and this change of identity makes the fat man a little unable to look directly at this big brother.

Perhaps he wanted to give the fat man enough time to digest, but Yun Tian didn't speak all the way until he stopped at a fork in the road.

"Fatty. Brother Tian turned around and said quietly: "The Xiang family already knows my identity, you can't stay in Chaochang anymore, there are two roads here, one leads to the Lingjiang River to the west, and the other goes to Dalin to the east, you choose one!"

The fat man looked left and right, only felt that his hands and feet were cold, since he was born, he was in Chaochang, and the farthest place he went to was the Fuyun Temple in the wasteland, although he had long been ready to leave his hometown, but when this day really came, he realized that he was not so free.

The shrewd head in the past simply turned into a paste, and the soft in his arms was tightened, and the fat man looked up at Brother Tian and asked, "Brother Tian, where do you think it is good, the knife will go." ”

Even if you let the knife stay in Chaochang, the knife will not frown.

Although he didn't say this half a sentence, in the eyes of the fat man, Tian Ge'er had completely read this information.

"Your target is too big and easy to expose!"

Tian Ge'er made fun of the fat man's body shape and said: "Go to the Seven Cities of Lingjiang, now the development momentum is very good, many Chaochang craftsmen have all gone there to beg for a living, and more importantly, the Longxi Alliance has no major business dealings with the Chaochang Xiang clan, and the Xiang clan's power tentacles can't affect it, at least you don't have to worry about being arrested by the Xiang clan." ”

"Well, the knife is up to Brother Tian'er!"

The fat man nodded, scratched the soft on his stomach again, and said, "Brother Tian, will we have a chance to meet in the future?"

"There will be. Brother Tian nodded and said: "Although the rivers and lakes are wide, life is very long, as long as you have a thought, you will eventually have a chance to meet!"

"Okay!" The fat man said seriously: "Brother Tian, after the knife arrives in the seven cities of Lingjiang, he will start to do the braised meat business, I have thought of the name, it is called fairy meat, with the skill of the knife, it will be able to make the braised meat market in the west of the dragon in less than ten years, and if Brother Tian wants to find a fat man, he only needs to find the shop of fairy meat!"

The sadness of parting was washed away by the of the cowhide, but Brother Tian solemnly arched his hand and said: "Then I wish the knife boss a fortune!"

"Boss Yun wants to get rich too!" After the fat man returned the salute seriously, he rushed into the west passage, and after a long time, a muffled sound came back: "The knife is gone, Brother Tian must remember to take care of his body, and the lame boy, remember to take care of Brother Tian, otherwise the fat man will not be able to spare you!"

Also as Brother Tian'er's younger brother, the fat man is a senior after all, and the seniors teach the juniors a lesson, what can be the problem!?

But if he knew, if Tang Luo dispelled the idea of writing back to Longzhou because of his words, I don't know if he would regret it!