Silent Killing

A few days later, it was located in a city wall hundreds of kilometers west of Nanwan.

This is a walled town in the Qianlin Army front camp, mixed with Great Qi people and various local indigenous people. Because of the existence of the military camp, it is quite lively.

At this time, all the tables in the pub in the city wall were full, and some mountain people and a dozen soldiers were bragging, drinking and eating meat.

Zuo Zhicheng, wearing a black robe, was sitting quietly in the corner of the tavern. His face was covered by a coat with a conjoined hood, which made people completely invisible, apparently hiding his identity intentionally.

However, after all, the pub was a pub, and while he was sitting and waiting, he could still hear some news from time to time.

“Mother, I really faded out a bird recently, and every day, I’m exhausted.”

“Drilling is better than fighting.”

“Hehe, that’s not necessarily. How can you get rich without fighting? And the little bitch of the Newman tribe, mother is more tender than the woman of Great Qi.”

As soon as the last person had finished speaking, Sergeant Side burst into laughter.

Another said, “You hear that there isn’t. I can’t fight recently because all the indigenous peoples of that day have joined together to form a major league.”

“My big brother stood guard next to the general. I heard that there was news. It seemed to be a peace talk.”

“Peace talk? Really and false, so many people have died, can we still talk?”

Zuo Zhicheng heard a few people’s words, his heart moved slightly, but there was no change in his eyes. He waited about ten minutes later. A man of ordinary appearance, five short stature, about 30 years old, sat beside Zuo Zhicheng.

He looks ordinary. It’s just a look that is completely unrememberable as soon as it falls into the crowd, but this look is also exactly what is born for intelligence work.

As soon as he sat in position. Then he said softly in a voice that no one can hear: “Sir, I have kept you waiting.”

“It’s okay.” Zuo Zhicheng asked indifferently: “How is the preparation?”

The man grinned bitterly: “You may have heard it just now, and the fighting at the border has stopped recently, and the goods are relatively small.”

“Anyway, take me to see and talk.”

The man was nodded, so the two walked out of the tavern one by one, and Zuo Zhicheng followed behind him. Turn left and right, go around in the walled city, and the place where you go is getting more and more remote. Finally, you turn to a hidden door. The man knocks a few times with a special rhythm, and the door is opened. Two people Walked in.

At this point, Zuo Zhicheng could clearly feel that the person’s heartbeat was slowing down, and the whole person seemed to relax a little.

“Sorry, sir, the four major Legions have been planning peace talks recently. Regulations near the border are also very tight recently.”

“In your opinion … how successful is the peace talks.” Zuo Zhicheng asked, rubbing his chin.

“The success rate is great. We have reliable news that the prince of the Yunyu Army has sent a spokesperson to the high level of the indigenous alliance. This time, the big alliance peace talks. It is their lead.

And it is said that after the annihilation of Hell Sect, they have begun to open a trade channel from east to west. If it is really open, not only the new continental, but also the western continental, as well as the Central Plains, all have this trade channel connection, of which The wealth contained is self-evident. “

Hearing this, Zuo Zhicheng’s brow could not help wrinkling. I heard that Yi Yonghou is an indigenous country with a population of millions inland. It is already very powerful. Unexpectedly, there is now the ability to unite many indigenous peoples and even open trade routes.

This involves the new continent. West, East, how many forces, how many organizations, how many countries? Once it succeeds, just collecting tolls, I am afraid that Yi Yonghou will become the world’s largest rich man in one fell swoop.

What’s more, there is the Aboriginal Alliance. Once this alliance is successful, plus the strength of the Yun Yu Army itself, I am afraid that it will instantly become a new continent giant. Even if it is possible to establish a country overseas, Zuo Zhicheng will not be surprised.

And the most important thing is that the other Three Great Legions were actually preparing for peace talks with Yun Yujun. What does this mean? Apparently, when the process and result of annihilating Hell Sect happened, something happened between them that Zuo Zhicheng didn’t know.

It also shows that the Great Qi Dynasty has been eroded inside the army of the new continental. No wonder they didn’t come to trouble after they let go of themselves. It seems that in addition to their tricky strength, their main focus now is on peace talks and alliances.

Also, although Hell Sect’s treasures are abundant, the trade route that connects East and West, and the indigenous empire with a population of more than one billion, is nothing at all.

Thinking of this, Zuo Zhicheng suddenly felt that the annihilation of Hell Sect did not seem to be so simple.

However, Zuo Zhicheng also thought about it. His most important thing now is to improve his strength and cultivate his power. According to the voyage between the new continent and the Central Plains, he estimates that there is still a maximum of six to eight months, and the next wave of Zong Zong will arrive.

He estimated that even if it wasn’t for the Emperor Zong himself, there would be a Void Refining-level martial artist or a Star River-level priest.

At that time, he, the Shadow Corps, the tiger and the wolf ride, and how at ease, Azure Moon Hill, Qing Yueying, Jiang Tianzheng, Li Xunyi and the others, as well as his own trainees, may need to ask for help.

Zuo Zhicheng moved towards that person’s nodded: “Look first.”

So the man took Zuo Zhicheng into a basement, and as Torch was lit, small faces appeared in front of Zuo Zhicheng, all of them were five years old, six years old, seven or eight years old, more than ten The year-old child appeared in front of Zuo Zhicheng, and looked curiously at Zuo Zhicheng and the people behind him.

Zuo Zhicheng glanced at them and said casually: “Next I will do a few moves. After half an hour, each of you will repeat it. Whoever does the best can follow me. They have meat and money every day. “

After hearing what Zuo Zhicheng said, the children who were present immediately got up, especially the sentence that they eat meat every day. For them now, they have an incomparable Gravitation Force, which seems to radiate for a while. Burst of green light.

Seeing them like this, Zuo Zhicheng was finally nodded, so he opened up his posture and hit a set of basic Xumi Changquan.

It is clear in his eyes whether these little ghosts have innate instincts, but there are also innate instincts, and of course he has to choose better ones. As for the issue of Ming Cong, I was checking in by the way for a while.