Carefree Path of Dreams

"Spell? Magical?"

Fang Yuan stared at the enemy who had pulled out the white air from his nose, and his face showed a color of interest.

The ability of this person is what reminds him of the witch.

Of course, even if this person has the blood of the Wu nationality, it is already very thin, but the practiced spells just fit in with their own physique and blood, and they are mixed to form this kind of talent-like power.

"What about hip hop?"

Fang Yuan silently made a statement in his heart.

"It turned out to be a refiner!"

Next to it, the cover of driving is a slap in the face: "Those Dong Yi people, even invited the refiners to help out?"

‘Refinery? It seems that this is the system that the world later developed. ’

Fang Yuan looked to be covered: "What is a refiner?"

"Intermediate...when is this all the time?"

In the face of the bow and arrow, the face has a helpless color: "When the victory of this war, I know everything, everything is indispensable!"

"Well, this is what you said!"

Fang Yuan directly robbed the reins of the imperial concubine, and the enemy who spewed out the white gas in the nose rushed over.

This person is stunned by the spirit of the soul, and he is invincible. Within a few feet, he does not dare to have a businessman in front and squat in the army.

At this time, I saw the chariot of the rushing, and suddenly sneered: "The death is coming!"

Waving his hand in a spear and stabbing it.

clang!

Fang Yuan held a sword in the first block, and the sword was moved by a dark man, and the spear was directly cut off from it.

"impressive!"

The enemy changed his face, but he was not afraid of danger. He spewed a white gas from his nose, and he usually flew to Fang Yuan.

‘Actually... this person is the most introductory path, and the white spirit is just an ordinary fascinating path, but I still have to hide one or two...’

With the spirit and true spirit of Fang Yuan at this time, even if the real hip-hop will be in the same place, it may not be able to get it.

But at this time, you need to cover up, and suddenly seize the middle of the royals, as a shield.

Peng!

Was swayed by the white air, and the prince suddenly turned his eyes and fainted.

At this time, Fang Yuan was quite stabbed, like a dragon, and the snake came out of the hole.

Hey!

The man barely avoided the tip of the sword, and a huge wound had been cut off his shoulder. He fell from the horse and wandered to escape.

"I saw the prey, and I have never escaped the example!"

Fang Yuan drove the carriage, followed closely behind him, and the long sword was handed out again. The thorn was shot, and the enemy's cheek was drawn straight.

"Well……"

The man suddenly snorted and fell to the ground, and was captured by Fang Yuansheng.

"Look at this person! Introduction!"

When I saw this scene, I immediately waved my bow and arrow and snarled loudly.

"Look at this person! Introduction!"

The big merchants who saw this scene cheered together, and their morale was greatly enhanced.

"Introduction? Real warriors too!"

At this time, Fang Bo and other scholars in the array looked at this scene. Although they looked different, they all had admiration in their eyes.

"The master was arrested!"

"The master lost!"

Contrary to the merchants, many of the Dongyi warriors who saw this scene were at a loss, and the military was in chaos, and they all retreated.

"Chasing! Chasing!"

Fang Bo saw this and did not hesitate to go down the command of chasing.

The merchant's military squad was originally stronger than Dongyi. The early defeat was only because the Dongyi master was the first to win the battle.

At this point, the factor was removed, and even if it was before the wind, the merchants quickly launched a counterattack.

"kill!"

Fang Yuan and Meng Kui shared a car. At this time, one heart and two use, while driving the horse, while hurting the enemy, the side of the bracket is even more open bows, even the beads, the arrows are not empty, invincible.

‘It’s a pity... no second! ’

After rushing several times in the battle, even Fang Yuan was too lazy to care about how many Dongyi people died in his hand. However, he did not find a second person who could display magical powers, which made him slightly disappointed.

The raging sun is like a fire, reflecting the battlefield in full swing.

Dongyi fled, naturally evolved into a big defeat, the merchants triumphantly pursued, swept away before the arrogance.

In this campaign, the big business broke the Dongyi Bai, Yue, and Shan, killing two thousand enemies, and capturing three thousand slaves, which is a great victory.

After the night, the military camp was brightly lit, and the cattle and sheep were screaming on the fire.

Merchants have good wine and good pleasures. At this time, they have won a total victory, and they are completely released. The entire camp is shrouded in the vast ocean.

"This is the army in the world at this time?"

Fang Yuan saw this scene, completely speechless: "As long as a night attack, a thousand people can let this army collapse? Of course... the military of the Shang Dynasty can not be too demanding..."

After all, it was the pre-Qin era, the folk customs were simple, and it was a bit straightforward.

Moreover, these military forces are not professionalized troops, but are composed of Chinese people and slaves. They are only occasionally trained, mainly living in the city, and working daily.

"It's almost the level of militia in the Middle Ages in Europe... It's a joke to say what military discipline is. Fortunately, this is a bad time, it doesn't matter if you are bad, your opponent is worse than you..."

He shook his head, too lazy to manage these, straight to the camp.

Since the show of brave martial arts, the businessman feared the strong, took the initiative to give him a gorgeous camp and servant service, at this time, you can also see a prisoner tied in the corner.

According to the merchant's philosophy at this time, since it is the captive captured by Fang Yuan, it is his slave. As for the next kill or sell, or redemption, the will of Fang Yuan is subject to .

At this time, there was no chair at all, and Fang Yuan sat behind the low table and looked at the captives who were **** by the five flowers.

The other party seems to be about forty years old, with a big ear, a nose, a rough look, and even ugly, at this time the eyes are closed and a coma looks like a coma.

"Okay, don't pretend in front of me!"

Fang Yuan took up the bronze wine lord, and he sipped all his voice. The voice was indifferent: "I know that you are awake and want to find a chance to escape..."

"Roar!"

When the voice just fell, the big man on the ground screamed, and the rope on his body broke. The whole person was like a leopard, and flew toward Fang Yuan.

"Humph!"

At the same time, a white gas spurted out of his nose, like a flying sword, stabbing Fang Yuan face.

With this two-pronged approach, the great man can already be sure that the other side will be unfortunate, even as if he saw the scene of this hateful guy.

But in the next moment, the white gas fell on Fang Yuan, just like the ants squatting in the mountains, it had no effect at all. Fang Yuan raised his left hand, and a counter-pump, suddenly fell to the ground.

"How? Do you want to try again? But the next time you shoot, the end of the defeat is dead!"

Fang Yuan said well.

"No, it’s falling on the hands of the refiners, and the black is convinced!"

Dahan replied with a grin.

"Is it? I can let you go, you will find your master teacher, the teacher and the ancestors, no matter what the field is, I will continue!"

Fang Yuan said with a smile.

"Humph!"

The black man snorted: "After you don't understand what you mean, but if you fall into your hands, you have to kill and listen to you!"

"Ok?"

Fang Yuan is really surprised at this: "You will not report your Master's name, can you scare me, or set up a friendship? You must know that the ants are still greedy!"

"A family doesn't have a master. This magical power is just a childhood encounter with a different person, pointing me."

This black scorpion obviously does not have a good sense of mind, and Fang Yuan has set aside the truth.

It turns out that he was different from ordinary people in his childhood, and his food was quite large. He often went hungry and went to the barren hills to find food to satisfy his hunger.

Once I met a bad tiger, I ran into a strange way, just hit a stranger, the other side drove away the evil tiger, saved him a life, and saw his qualifications are not bad, he passed a technique.

Although this technique is only a fascinating path, it is quite effective to catch a bird and drive a tiger to drive a wolf. This black scorpion has a talent, and even if you don’t know how to practice it, you will be able to practice and become one. A white gas can spray a wound from the nose and become a supernatural being.

Unfortunately, since that time, he has never seen the benefactor.

This time, after his fame, he was hired by Dongyi and came to the merchants.

'Ugh……'

After figuring out these things, Fang Yuan’s mood is not so good. Although this prisoner is a stockpile, he still wants to use this person to involve his teacher’s door, so he will find the source and know a few. The refining spirit is great.

Unfortunately, this plan has not yet been implemented, and it has already declared bankruptcy.

"Sure enough, it is a stockpile, or sold or killed!"

Fang Yuan’s face was cold.

He is indeed interested in the refining system of this world.

Since returning to the military camp, he has been dragged and covered, and he has learned a little about the origins of refiners.

"Five hundred years ago, the world was dominated by summer. The popular method of cultivation was Dagan. It was only adapted by the dreamer, not pure, and the other extraordinary powers were only the witches. Of course, there may be some priests. ......"

"But a hundred years later, there are refining spirits. They think that the heavens and the earth are made up of the most essential 'original scorpion'. This is the essence of cultivation. Therefore, the essence of cultivation is the purity of this element, thus returning to the source and establishing the ground. Fairy!"

I have to say that this kind of statement has been somewhat similar to that of Dagan.

In Fang Yuan’s view, it is the embryonic form of Xiandao.

"It's incredible. In just five hundred years, there is a fairy road to develop... Of course, if you count the original worship and sacrifices, there is also Shinto!"

"Sindo and Shinto, and Wudo... Is this the local power system built in this world? Wait a minute... maybe you should add a demon!"

Fang Yuan couldn’t help but think of the last time he was in the water control, the lack of support on the right, and the later appearance of Liu Liu, etc., although they are all hidden, but the body is indeed the Yaozu!

His complex complexion, the black scorpion below is even more sorrowful, thinking that it is difficult to escape the fate of being slain, before the hard air swept away, can not help but beg for mercy: "Wait a minute, you can make people redeem me, or I am your slave, don't want to kill!"

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