C73 (1/2)
The night was very quiet, very deep …
This was the safest and most peaceful night that Teng Yan had slept in since he left the Teng Jia Village …
The first rays of dawn awaken the sleeping creatures. Teng Yan slept until the afternoon. He was too tired. Not only was he physically tired, he was also very tired … … During this period of time, he could be said to be tired and tired for the sake of revenge and building up a heaven defying organization … It was going to be a new beginning soon. Teng Yan must take advantage of this last night to replenish his physical strength and wait for the new challenge ….
No one could predict the road ahead. Perhaps, everything had already been decided in the dark.
Blood and slaughter were the most realistic images of this world. It was also the most basic form of dance music for survival.
If you want to survive, you need to learn how to kill. If you want to become famous, you need to learn how to kill. If you want to live for generations, you need to learn how to kill …
Slaughter, death, only blood can blossom this world's most glorious page, can cast the immortal legend …
On a new day, when Teng Yan opened his eyes, he had already started to plan his way forward. However, even after thinking for a long time, Teng Yan still didn't know where to start …. That kind of thing did not work in the imperial city at all. The imperial city was the capital of the Empire of Ziye. Not only did it possess royal guards, it even had countless of great clans stationed there … All of these things were irresistible to the current Teng Yan …. Facing them, he could only use an egg to hit a rock …
While Teng Yan was still thinking, a loud noise came from outside the door.
”Old master, old master, not good …” An anxious voice interrupted Teng Yan's thoughts. Teng Yan was surprised. When he opened the door, he saw that there was no one outside. Teng Yan followed the direction of the sound and walked step by step towards the hall of the Dongfang family.
”What's the matter?” What's the matter? Dongfang Mubai's familiar voice sounded beside Teng Yan's ears.
”Master, something bad happened …” The Mu Rong family's treasure hunt team was back. This time, they brought back many precious magical beast cores, fur, teeth and other things … ”All of our good customers ran over to their side …” The person who spoke was called Zhang San, and he was the butler that Black Wind had kicked flying last night.
”What?” Dongfang Mubai immediately stood up and exclaimed. He couldn't sit still any longer. One of the biggest projects in the Dongfang family was the Magic Beast Core. If they could not even keep this business, would the Dongfang family be able to establish a foothold in the Empire of Zi Ye?
Then, he slumped back into his chair. He knew that since the day he spent so much money on the Mu Rong family to recruit mercenaries, he had already thought of such a result … It wasn't that the Dongfang family hadn't thought about it, but there was nothing they could do about it. The Mu Rong family had basically fought against their own Dongfang family. How could he give himself such a chance? There was a direct descendant of the Mu Rong family in the Mercenary Union … They had already spoken. No mercenaries were allowed to enter the Dongfang family. This was why the Dongfang family did not even have a single martial artist …
”Forget it, forget it …” Dongfang Mubai sighed weakly. He seemed to have aged several times in an instant …
”Ah San, how much stock do we have left?”