pick up an alien

Chapter 91 Killing a City Lord with One Cannonball (310)

Mitch is gone.

The system in his mind did not find any more information about Mickey. Like Mi Zhu, both of them are ordinary people without any cultivation.

As expected of a kinship relationship!This kind of physique that cannot be cultivated can be inherited.

I don't know if Emperor Hippo is an ordinary person. If he is, it would be great. Find a chance to beat him up.

After all, the grocery store did not sell a single item today.

But Mu Chang'an didn't panic, good things will always wait until the day when they will reveal their value.

Is always shining gold.

Just like him, Mu Changan, who has been dormant for 25 years, doesn't he spread his wings and soar into the sky, soaring towards the nine heavens?

calm down.

Eat and sleep.

……

In the early morning of the next day, the entire Yongle City was covered by sudden heavy snow.

A radius of a hundred miles.

Continuous heavy snow.

The strangeness of this snow is also worrying.

At least for Zhang Mingyang, he stood at the door of the inn early in the morning, looking at the snow-covered sky, and kept sighing: "My guess is indeed right."

"Master Zhang, why are you sighing?" Meng Cheng strode out wearing a suit of armor, and asked standing beside Zhang Mingyang.

Hearing this, Zhang Mingyang glanced furtively inside the inn, where Song Shenxue in a white coat was sitting quietly in a daze with a cup of hot tea in her hand.

As if sensing his gaze, the other party suddenly raised his head.

Four eyes facing each other.

Zhang Mingyang glanced away in a panic and turned his head back, his hands hanging down were at a loss, he grabbed the hem of his clothes unnaturally, pretended to be indifferent, and replied: "I sigh that the snow is too heavy, and I don't know how many people will die. "

He wasn't talking nonsense.

After five years of depletion of aura, three wars of cursed gods took place.

It caused huge damage to the entire Cursed God Continent.

How human beings can continue to survive and whether they can survive has become a serious problem today.

"Master Zhang is sympathetic to the world, and Mengcheng admires it." Mengcheng cupped his hands towards Zhang Mingyang and said solemnly.

Zhang Mingyang quickly waved his hands and said with a dry smile: "General Meng is laughing, Zhang is just a disciple of the sect, a small person."

"Small people can have great wisdom!" Mu Changan's hearty voice came from behind.

Zhang Mingyang and Mengcheng immediately turned around, just in time to see Mu Changan carrying two large boxes and putting them on the table in front of Song Shenxue, and quickly walked in to salute: "Master."

"What is this?" Song Shenxue asked with a slight frown as she looked at the two big black boxes in front of her.

Mu Changan chuckled, patted the box, and replied, "This is the magic weapon for me to defeat the three masters of the surrounding Nine Cities!"

The tone is quite loud.

But Song Shenxue obviously didn't believe it.

On the contrary, Zhang Mingyang and Mengcheng were dubious.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it or not. You'll know when the time comes." Mu Changan didn't mind, he put the box back into the storage bag, sat down and poured a cup of tea, looked at Zhang Mingyang and asked, "What's the progress of collecting spirit grass?" That's it."

"He Bufan is leading people to collect outside the city." Zhang Mingyang replied quickly.

"How many people did you bring?" Mu Chang'an was a little flustered. There might be a fight today, so it's best to concentrate the troops.

"Don't worry, young master, the medicine garden outside the city is not very big, two or three people are enough." Zhang Mingyang explained in a low voice.

Two or three people.

Also acceptable.

Anyway, if there is a real fight today, they probably won't be needed.

Nodding his head, Mu Changan stopped worrying about these things, got up and prepared to go out to observe the terrain, and then find a suitable place to stay.

But as soon as he got up, he suddenly remembered something, looked at Mengcheng, and asked: "General Meng, haven't you been fishing for garbage in Yunling River these two days? Did you find anything good?"

It's better not to say that.

As soon as Meng Cheng said it, the whole person became embarrassed.

After squirming for a while, I lowered my head and said: "If you go back to the young master, you will get nothing."

"Why?" Mu Changan asked curiously.

"The subordinates led people to sneak into the bottom of the Yunling River, and except for some weeds, soil, gravel and some sundries, they didn't find any high-grade garbage." Mengcheng was a little speechless when he talked about this matter, and finally found it. It was a way to curry favor with the boss, but the bamboo basket fetched water in vain.

It hurts to think about it.

"How could this happen." Mu Changan couldn't believe it. According to Zhang Mingyang, there must be a lot of good things under the Yunling River, and the worst thing is that there are no high-grade things at all, right?
No.

There must be a problem.

Gotta go see it.

Just as he was about to get up, suddenly a soldier ran in, clasped his fists and saluted, "Master, Ye Fengyun, the lord of Liuyun City, is here again with his army!"

finally come.

fight!
……

3 minute later.

On the street outside Chang'an Inn.

The two teams confronted each other 50 meters apart.

Ye Fengyun is a group of people.

Mu Changan was alone.

Ye Fengyun was riding on a white horse, looking at Mu Changan opposite him with a gloomy expression.

Today's Mu Changan didn't smear anything on his face, and he recognized this young man with whom he had met once at a glance.

"Shen Xue King is indeed in your hands." Ye Fengyun said coldly.

Mu Changan rode on a unicorn, looked at Ye Fengyun with a serious face, and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk to me about God Snow King, my second brother's revenge should be avenged for him today!"

Second brother?

What the hell?

"Hand over the Snow King." Ye Fengyun tilted his spear slightly forward, and his aura gradually rose, which was a sign of leakage of spiritual power.

Spiritual power is very important, but the Snow King is even more important!
"We're going to fight, right? Wait for me here, I'll go back and get the knife." Mu Changan stepped back on the unicorn on his saddle.

Ye Fengyun was taken aback.

Song Shenxue and others who hid in the inn to watch the battle were also taken aback.

Isn't the knife in the storage bag?
Where can I get it?

'Da da da~'

Mu Changan rode the unicorn and ran about 100 meters back and stopped. He suddenly jumped up and stood on the unicorn's back. He took out a long 'big stick' from the storage bag, and Take out a 'big stick' and put the 'small stick' into the 'big stick'.

"Come on! Let you feel the power of science!" Mu Changan stuffed the rocket into the bazooka, adjusted the direction, aimed at Ye Fengyun and his party, with a crazy look on his face, and pressed the launch button with his hand.

"Hey~!"

The rocket with a flame tail rushed out of the bazooka and shot towards Ye Fengyun and his party.

Ye Fengyun squinted his eyes at the flying rocket, with a solemn expression on his face, the speed of this little thing is a bit fast.

But there is no fluctuation of spiritual power, flashy.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ye Fengyun's mouth, and his body exploded with soaring spiritual power.

This time, he intends to fully unleash his spiritual power!

"despair!"

With a jerk lift of his hand, thick spiritual power was poured into the spear, and the tip of the spear pointed towards the flying rocket bullet.

"boom!"

A huge explosion resounded throughout Yongle City, and many buildings that were already in semi-ruins were scattered by the powerful sound waves, completely reduced to ruins.

Looking in the direction of Ye Fengyun and his group, there were wailing sounds everywhere, and there were seven or eight corpses lying in the middle, all of which had been scorched, and it was hard to tell who was who.

But judging from the silver spear that was broken in two on the ground, Ye Fengyun might have been completely cold.

"It's too weak." Mu Changan put away the RPG-7 rocket, glanced at the bewildered people in the inn, and waved his hand: "Why are you standing still? Why don't you hurry up and settle the battle?"

Mengcheng and Zhang Mingyang were stunned for a moment, nodded quickly, and directed the men who had already prepared to rush out to deal with the remaining soldiers of Liuyun City.

(End of this chapter)