Pastoral pamper: Cultivating the field, cultivating immortals, giving birth to cubs

Chapter 573

Mu Nuan'an, who was busy eating, didn't know how much trouble the outside world caused to find her.

There is one place that is completely opposite to the festive atmosphere of the ancient battlefield.

Feng Aomei sat quietly in a famous house with a dark face, without a smile on her face, she was gloomy, listening to the news from her subordinates.

This month, it was already the tenth batch of subordinates who never returned.

And everything is like a stone sinking into the ocean, without any news.

Hei Shang had already noticed that Feng Aomei's face was getting darker and darker, so he quickly waved his hands to signal his subordinates to back down.

When the room was empty, he wrapped his arms around the woman's waist and said with a smile on his face: "Feng'er, there is nothing to worry about. Since once or twice won't work, we need to send more times. You have to be careful about the 'secret' in our hands." Arms' confidence."

"Mu Nuan'an must die!" Feng Aomei said bitterly.

"Yes, yes, you must die." Hei Shang coaxed and touched, his hand poking into his collar.

After a while, a discordant sound came from the room.

"Tsk tsk, the leader is really hungry and thirsty!" No. 1 guard laughed.

Unexpectedly, guard No. 2 rolled his eyes, "Look less, listen less, ask less!"

Guard No. 1 immediately fell silent, restraining the laughter on his face.

That's right, Feng Aomei and Heishang are still alive, and Feng Aomei is also the leader of Huiyue Sect who has been active recently.

And the secret weapon that Heishang mentioned was the soil bomb that every member of Huiyue Sect had.

To talk about this, we have to start from a long time ago.

Feng Aomei and Hei Shang, who were still in the Snowy Secret Realm back then, had no choice but to use her precious hole cards to teleport them out of the secret realm because Hei Shang was seriously injured.

Feng Aomei doesn't know exactly where that place is.And these weird secret weapons were discovered by Feng Aomei and Heishang in that place.

They found dozens of boxes of these things in total, Feng Aomei didn't want to take them with her at first, but Heishang said she would take them with her, so before the two of them left that place, they stuffed all the boxes into storage bags.

Then began their long journey home.

In fact, they found not only the soil bombs in Huiyue Sect, but also guns and ammunition.

However, Feng Aomei and Heishang are native ancient people, and they don't know what these things are, let alone how to use them.

As for the earth bomb, it was by accident that Heishang discovered the use of the earth bomb and was deeply attracted by its power.So there is the current Huiyue, Huiyue with a bomb in his hand.

Want revenge,?One bomb is enough.

Do the task?One bomb is enough.

Originally, there were no soil bombs in that batch of weapons, only grenades.

But this thing is so powerful!

No, Heishang specially asked someone to study it, and then researched the earth bomb today.

Although the power is not comparable, but the structure is simple.

Let's talk about grenades, those capable people and strangers haven't researched anything yet.

As the next best thing, Heishang chose to mass-produce soil bombs.

Facts have proved that this thing is really powerful.

The topic has gone a long way.

Central Plains, within a certain city.

The people sent by Qingyao to the lower realm are living a life as nourishing as the emperor of the earth.

Yan Wuchang took a sip of his wine, smiling and admiring the dance in front of him.

A rough voice came from the hall in an extremely dissonant manner.

"Tsk, people from the lower world will really enjoy it!"

Looking at the reputation, it turned out to be a man who did not match his voice.The man was as skinny as a monkey, and now he was staring lewdly at the dancer in the hall with her navel exposed.

He wiped his saliva and said.

Yan Wuchang was noncommittal, he suddenly looked at the person who accompanied him, "What's going on? No news yet?"

Shu Zimeng wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, but he didn't dare to be perfunctory, so he could only say, "It's coming soon. Please give me a little more time from the immortal."

Shu Zimeng smiled, but secretly cursed the two of them in his heart.

As soon as they came, they patronized eating, drinking, having fun and playing with women, but they threw everything to him!

If he didn't think that behind them represented the fairy world, he would not be willing to be inferior to others!

However, now he only has the cultivation base of the concentration period, and his hope of breaking through the Mahayana and ascending in one fell swoop can only be pinned on these two.

Shu Zimeng sighed and had to pull himself together again.

Yan Wuchang's expression was not very good, "Why are you so slow?"

Shu Zimeng secretly complained, how many people are there in this continent?Just relying on a portrait is like looking for a needle in a haystack. You have to find the Year of the Monkey!
But he didn't dare to say these words, so he could only use Yituozijue.

"I also ask the immortal to give me some more time. I will immediately go down and mobilize the major city lords to increase the search efforts. As long as there are three similar people, they will be arrested immediately."

Yan Wuchang glanced at him, and reluctantly said: "That's fine."

Later, I reminded, "Hurry up!"

"sure!"

No one saw that Shu Zimeng's mood suddenly became agitated, the expression on his face became distorted, and hatred and contempt shot out of his eyes.

It's just that at the moment Yan Wuchang and the two are fully focused on the dancer.I heard that these were dancers imported from the Western Regions, and Yan Wuchang and his wife naturally devoted themselves to each of the dancers who were wearing scantily clad clothes and wriggling their small waists vigorously.

That's why no one noticed Shu Zimeng's expression, nor did they know that he had already harbored resentment towards the two of them.

In fact, even if he knew, Yan Wuchang would not take it to heart.Who would care about mere ants?

……

"A Liu, when did you come back?" Heishang panted slightly, revealing his muscular chest from his half-open collar.

He did not focus on the woman in front of him, but looked at the woman lying on his lap.Occasionally, his fingers unconsciously touched a strand of black hair on the woman's shoulder, with an ambiguous expression.

And the woman he called A Liu lowered her eyes and replied blankly: "Return to the young master, yesterday."

"Oh? Yesterday? Why didn't you go to rest and come here instead?"

"A Liusheng is the young master's man, and death is the young master's ghost. A Liu begs to return to the throne!" A Liu pursed her lips tightly.

"How about this, you go to the ancient battlefield tomorrow to have a look, if you can blow up the formation in one fell swoop, that's good, if you can't blow up, then come back."

Heishang didn't seem interested in continuing to talk to Ah Liu.Then he waved his hand, signaling her to leave.

Ah Liu glanced at Heishang, without saying a word, retreated swiftly, and closed the door for them.

Not long after Ah Liu left, another shy voice came from the room.

A Liu stared inexplicably at the room with the door ajar, and finally turned and left.

Let's talk about the ancient battlefield.

For some unknown reason recently, the ancient battlefield was unusually quiet, so quiet that it was a little weird.

What was different from usual was that those skeletons seemed to have stopped attacking, and even Mu Nuanan couldn't hear the singing voice.

(End of this chapter)