Super Golden Eye

Chen Mo ignored him, and Li Anqi glared at him directly: "The pot is over there, I want to eat it by myself."

"Hey, don't be so fierce, okay?" Fang Yang grieved Bala and put some noodles to join the two women. Jicuo, Wutu, and Wuli flashed to the side very wittily.

Fang Yang said as he ate, "Chen Mo, how do you distribute today's supplies?"

Although Chen Mo is not lukewarm, but when it comes to business matters, Chen Mo is still very caring:

"It's difficult, Zhugu Sacred Plain has a complex terrain, sparsely populated, and very scattered people. And they seem to be very repulsive to us, and even refuse to accept the supplies!"

Fang Yang asked: "What are the supplies sent this time?"

Chen Mo replied: "It's mainly cotton clothes, quilts, and tents. There are also some grains and dried meat."

Fang Yang put down his noodles: "Can you give me a list?"

Chen Mo looked at him and turned back to the tent. When he came out, he held a piece of paper in his hand: "It's all on it."

Fang Yang took the list and walked to the three of Jicuo: "Look at it, this is the delivered material, which is frozen in the cold. Organize the organization and send it to the people who need it most as soon as possible."

Although Ji Cuo and others ignored Chen Mo and the others, now Fang Yang speaks, it is completely different: "Because of the decree, we will summon everyone."

After speaking, Jituo raised the sky and let out a clear whistle tearing the sky. The howling sound is long and long, and seems to have a special charm.

In less than ten minutes, Fang Yang saw people gathering here in twos and threes. An hour later, nearly a thousand people had gathered outside.

Jicuo seemed to be familiar with everyone. After checking, Fang Yang said, "Master Zhugu, except for the patients of Renzeng and Suolang who have not come to the whole, all the people have already been there."

Fang Yang nodded: "Very well, you are more familiar with the situation. You see that the distribution of these materials is better, so you will be responsible for the registration and distribution."

Ji Cuo hesitated: "Master Zhugu, isn't this inappropriate? You are the Lord of the Holy Plain."

Fang Yang interrupted him: "There is nothing appropriate or inappropriate. I will let you divide it. Where can there be so many rules?"

"Okay," Ji Cuo helplessly, looking at the list in his hand, began to roll the names one by one. One after another, someone came out to take the supplies, and then bowed down and left.

Everyone has a clear division of labor. Even so, when the last tent is finished, it is getting late. The group of people ate it without even paying attention to the meal.

But Chen Mo seemed to be very happy: "Haha, it really went so well this time! Fang Yang, I really have you, I'm fooling people, I didn't expect to have the potential to be a **** stick."

As soon as Chen Mo's words were uttered, I saw Ji Cuo, Wutu, and Wuli instantly surrounding her, with a powerful aura showing Chen Mo completely.

Fang Yang was taken aback, and rushed over to protect Chen Mo: "Misunderstanding, don't be mad, she was just joking, let it go, let it go."

Wutu glared at Chen Mo: "Anyone who is disrespectful to Zhugu will enter the Hell of Abi!"

Chen Mo's face was pale, and he was surrounded by three late-stage masters at the same time. That kind of oppression definitely made people not want to face it a second time.

Subconsciously leaning against Fang Yang, Chen Mo tremblingly asked: "Fang Yang, I didn't say anything? Why are they so angry?"

Fang Yang whispered: "Because they think I am the reincarnation of the Holy Spirit they worship, naturally they don't allow anyone to blaspheme the God in their hearts.

Here, you have to learn to respect the beliefs of others and don’t talk nonsense. It’s really easy to get into trouble. "

Chen Mo asked in surprise: "There is such a thing? Then why don't you tell me?"

Fang Yang spread his hands innocently: "Blame me? You didn't ask, why did I say this?"

Anqi Li hurried over to comfort Chen Mo: "It's okay, okay, you can all be quiet. Are you tired after a busy day? Master Wu has already cooked the meal, let's go eat something first."

Fang Yang deliberately asked Jicuo to come over with Wutu and Wuli to eat some warm rice. But they resolutely disagree to sit with Chen Mo, rather than eat hungry!

For these stubborn tempers, Fang Yang really had nothing to do, so he had to let them go and come back by himself to accompany Chen Mo and the others to dinner.

The night of Zhugu Shengyuan is long and quiet. The beating bonfire is the only light above the ice sheet.

On a snowy hill farther away, two figures stood side by side, watching the situation around the campfire. One of them is Chen Tao, who has been missing for a long time and has not appeared!

Putting down the telescope in his hand, Chen Tao said to the people around him: "Withered Wood, it seems that we are right. Fang Yang is really afraid that we will do something to Chen Mo. It has already arrived."

Withered Wood asked: "I heard that you two have known each other a long time ago. Are you sure of dealing with him?"

Chen Tao replied very simply: "I am not sure if I want to kill him or defeat him, but there is no problem holding him down."

Withered Wood's voice was cold and cold: "Just keep him, those two women, leave it to me."

Chen Tao reminded: "Are you sure you really want to do it? Jiang Bochu meant that he didn't want to fight Fang Yang yet. In case he is unhappy, who will bear this responsibility? I can't afford him."

Withered Wood was a little displeased: "What are you afraid of? Is it because Putuo is one level lower than his Kunlun? Besides, I am also trying to add a little more chance of winning to future actions?

Don't worry, if Jiang Bochu is really asking for trouble, I will take it all! What's the big deal. "

"It's all right if you have this sentence!" Chen Tao adjusted his state: "Then I will sneak over now and do it in five minutes!"

Withered Wood nodded vigorously: "Okay!"

It was late, coupled with the altitude sickness and the cold weather, all the others returned to their tents to rest after eating.

By the bonfire, only three people, Xia Yang, Chen Mo, and Li Anqi, and Ji Cuo, Wutu, and Wu Li, were scattered on the periphery, like an old monk entering Ding.

Chen Mo remembered the previous shocking scene, still a little scared, and asked in a low voice: "Fang Yang, these people are so scary, and they are clearly cultivated at a very high level, but I can't sense their existence at all."

Fang Yang whispered the road: "They are the real monks. This is their home and their roots. The soul and body have been integrated with the world here, so you can't feel it."

Anqi Li took Chen Mo's hand: "Momo, after you go back this time, you just let go of your work, right? Girls, running like this every day will end up in danger.

Just like today, if Wan Fangyang is not there, how do you say it will end? Can't always think better. "

After this incident, Chen Mo didn't want to insist as much as before: "Fang Yang, do you think someone will do something to me? Really?"

Before I finished the question, I saw Fang Yang stood up abruptly, showing his aura: "Of course it's true, because it's already here!"

Almost at the same time, a blade of light rushed from Fang Yang's right rear. Fang Yang raised his right hand, and the Dragon Scale Sword was already in his hand for some time.

With a light turn, the air attack flashed through, and the backhand was a three-shot combo, forcing the opponent to retreat. Seeing the person on the other side clearly, Fang Yang didn't have the slightest surprise:

"Chen Tao, you really came! After disappearing for so long, you seem to have confidence in yourself?"