Zhuge Shanshan murmured sadly. Yang Feng glanced at her obliquely, ignored her, smiled and asked others to barbecue together.

All the people were laughing and laughing. They looked like having a picnic. They didn't see any tension and worry about the country and the people. However, the accompanying reporters will not broadcast this picture live.

Late at night, in the dead of night, everyone went to the tent to have a rest. The dark shadow sneaked over to the grain army like a row of ants.

Looking ahead, there are more than a dozen columns.

Whew!

A flash of cold light flashed, and a group of dark shadows immediately climbed to the ground and lost their life, but the other dark shadows didn't feel it at all.

Whew!

Another cold flash passed, and another column of shadows fell silently, but the others just groped forward and still didn't notice.

Whew, whew, whew!

Then, under the hazy light of the moon, the dark shadows fell to the ground and hid in the grass like wheat straw.

In the end, there was only the last row of shadows. They touched the camp nearby. A man who looked like the leader solemnly said to the brother on the left: "the task entrusted to us by the childe is very important. We must not make mistakes."

"I see!"

"Yes!"

The man nodded, smiled happily, turned his head to the right, but only felt a whew. The breeze blew. The people on his left shook, turned their eyes white and fell powerlessly.

Seeing this, the people on his right could not help shrinking their eyes and shouting, "general..."

Pop!

However, as soon as those people spoke, they were slapped in the face by the man and shouted: "shut up, what are you doing so loudly? Remember, this time we are a secret operation. Just destroy the food. Don't expose your identity, or you won't spare us. Do you hear me?"

Ah ah

Those people ignored what he said. They just kept their mouths open and dared not shout. They danced and pointed to his left.

The man was stunned and said, "what do you mean? What are you pointing at?"

"General, that... There..."

Those people were so frightened that they almost cried. The general's father-in-law and monk couldn't touch his head. He turned and looked to the left, but he only heard a whew. The breeze moved gently. The people and horses on his right also burst their eyes, and then fell down silently.

"Eh, where are the people here?"

When the general saw that there was no one on the left, he was surprised. Then he turned to the right. He saw that all the people on the right were lost, and was immediately shocked.

Finally, after searching around, he found that his men had already died silently in the grass under his feet.

At this moment, the general was scared to death.

Who? Who is sacred? Can you kill all his people silently under his eyes?

Goo Doo!

He swallowed his saliva difficultly. The general was so frightened that he was sweating that he couldn't stop retreating. His voice was full of vibrators: "retreat, retreat, it's so weird here..."

Pop!

However, before his voice fell, he felt something mixed behind him. When he looked back, he was surprised to find that it was the team that had been following their team.

Is it difficult... Have we lost all our Raiders?

How is that possible? I don't feel at all. Did I hit a ghost?

The general trembled, and his face turned white. He rolled and crawled to leave, but as soon as he turned his head, he hit a body like fine steel, and a big bag knocked out of his head.

When he looked up tremblingly, he saw a nine foot man with a tiger back and a heavy waist staring at him.

In his other two directions, there was a thin young man and a young girl. The two men have one thing in common with the big man, that is, they all have no smile, just like evil spirits climbing out of hell.

His face twitched, and the general was about to cry: "what are you, people or ghosts? Help, Wuwuwuwu..."

"Master!"

A quarter of an hour later, Yang Feng was sleeping soundly in his camp. Suddenly, a familiar bass came from his ear.

Yang Feng rubbed his eyes and got up with sleepy eyes. Seeing that it was ah RI, he immediately sighed discontentedly: "ah RI, what time is it now? Why are you running to my bed? You know I'm a normal man. In the middle of the night, a nine foot strong man suddenly stands beside my bed. I'll have psychological pressure. Besides, it's not good to let others see."

"Master, I'm normal!"

With a slight nod, ah RI was serious, then pointed to a dark figure kneeling by the bed, bowed and said, "someone just wanted to attack the camp, which was solved by us. Leave a living mouth and hand it over to the leader."

"Oh, that's it!"

Clearly nodded, Yang Feng looked at the kneeling figure and said impatiently, "what kind of people? What do you want to do when you attack the camp in the middle of the night?"

Hum!

With a twist of his neck, the general was also a tough man and could not resist death.

Yang Feng yawned long and threw a light on the prisoner: "true word!"

Hoo!

The general was shocked as if he were evil. He immediately straightened up and shouted, "I'm Xue Yuanguang, the third grade Deputy Wu Wei right envoy of the Xuanwu army. This time, I came to burn the grain and grass transported to the south of the Yangtze River by the order of master Dao of the South Palace."

"Well, Xuanwu army, Nangong family."

Sleepy eyed nodded. Yang Feng yawned and asked, "I'm with your childe... Ha, there's no injustice. Why did he rob my food?"

"Because you are too popular and famous recently, all warlords feel pressure. Our childe can't tolerate you to continue to attract people."

"Oh, that's really a reason."

He nodded heavily. Yang Feng waved with indifference, then lay down again, turned over and went to sleep: "just tell everyone in the army what you just said tomorrow. I won't embarrass you. Now I want to sleep. Good night!"

"Yes, good night!"

The general nodded stiffly and said solemnly.

Early the next morning, the general who came to attack Nangong family at night shouted at the rising sun: "I'm the third grade Deputy right envoy of Xuanwu army, Xue Yuanguang, last night..."

General Xue arrogantly poked everything out. A large number of military reporters broadcast it live to him with a messenger crystal, which spread all over the wind and thunder in an instant.

For a moment, the whole storm and thunder were boiling, and the people were all angry.

Boss Yang worked hard to raise food for the people in the disaster area. Unexpectedly, someone deliberately made trouble. It's the Nangong family of the five legions of wind and thunder. It's unreasonable.

You are a vegetarian. You don't want to deal with this folk disaster. Just do nothing. Now there are good people willing to pay for disaster relief. Are you jealous and sabotage secretly? Who is it?

I bah!

Suddenly, the Nangong family became street mice, and everyone despised them. Many people spontaneously poured dog blood in front of their house, writing the big character newspaper of Nangong's dead family.

Nangong Yidao hid at home and didn't dare to go out. Looking at his most loyal subordinates on the big screen, he openly burst out all his secrets and was about to cry