Chapter 443 The Title of the Night Travel Envoy

Next, according to Butcher zhang,

This time the camp fell, not when Blessed Land was opened, but just when Blessed Land was about to open, it should be the conspiracy of the mastermind behind it.

The deliberate invasion of the camp caused psychological pressure on the defenders of the other camps. At the same time, when the other campsites were mobilized to make up for the lack of manpower, their own defense would inevitably become weak.

As long as the defenses of other camps were weak, they would be vulnerable and could be broken one by one.

Until he became ill, dragged down the defense, and was beaten through the entire line of defense.

"Thank you!"

For the first time in the face of Fang Zheng's initiative to fight, this man, Butcher zhang, was uttering such a solemn word.

This was unprecedented.

It was obvious that Fang Zheng's position in Butcher zhang's heart had increased again.

"When King of labor fought, Butcher zhang and Mr. Fu... They didn't say a word and took the initiative to help me. I should have said thank you to everyone."

"Butcher zhang, you have helped me so much. This is what I should have done."

Fang Zheng never felt that Butcher zhang and the others owed him anything. Instead, he owed Butcher zhang and the others so much that he couldn't find a chance to repay them.

Neither of them had ever been coquettish about this matter again.

The language of men,

I just don't need words, but I will remember them forever.

"If you join the war, you will join the war as a night traveler. Every night traveling envoy can't be unknown. Every night traveling envoy has a title. This title represents personal strength and personal honor. Like me, Mr. Fu, Chief of the capital and others, everyone has a title of night traveling envoy, which will accompany their whole life, because it is honor, it is strength, it is war achievement. Have you come up with a title? Once it's confirmed, I'll report it to you." Butcher zhang looked solemnly at Fang Zheng in front of him.

It seemed to Butcher zhang that the title of a night traveler was an extremely solemn and serious matter.

Ah?!

Fang Zheng, who was originally full of energy and wanted to fight the enemy on the battlefield, was a little listless when he heard that he had to give himself a nickname.

Everyone has his weaknesses.

That's right,

Fang Zheng took the initiative to admit that he was a nameless invalid.

Don't you want him to get a nickname for himself?

"Butcher zhang, why don't you give me the title of a casual night traveler?" Fang Zheng looked at Butcher zhang with a bitter mouth.

Butcher zhang refused directly, "No, everyone's title as a night traveler is unique, with a lifetime."

Translated into a few simple words, even if I think about it, I am also a nameless invalid.

"Butcher zhang, what's your title as a night traveler? Is it also called a butcher?" Fang Zheng looked at Butcher zhang curiously.

At this moment, even the goats on the side were eavesdropping with their ears raised.

Butcher zhang: "Massacre the bloody hand."

What a domineering title.

This title, Butcher zhang, are you sure you are not the blood river sect leader who crossed from the martial arts?

Fang Zheng was surprised, "Butcher zhang, did you start this?"

Butcher zhang: "No, it was my enemy who gave me this name. My full name is the bloody man who killed zhang qiwu. I thought it would be troublesome to think of his name, so I directly used this name."

Whoosh!

Fang Zheng took a deep breath.

It was really terrifying. How many people had this butcher killed before he could kill the enemy to the point of being so murderous and bloody?

And with the word "Human slaughter," it can be imagined that Butcher zhang's enemy is not a ghost, he was forced to kill the word" human slaughter" from the sea of corpses.

Is this killing an enemy like a pig? Her hands were up and down, and her heads were rolling to the ground.

Fang Zheng did not know what Butcher zhang had gone through in the past, but Fang Zheng suddenly felt that Butcher zhang was carrying the word "Massacre of the bloody hand," which was a little heavy in itself...

"What is the title of Mr. Fu's night travel envoy?" Fang Zheng asked even more curiously.

"Mr. Fu."

"??"

"Mr. Fu."

"?!"

Butcher zhang: "Mr. Fu."

Fang Zheng: ..."

The title of good buddha nature.

"Or the first monkey?" Fang was useless after he was named. The only title he could think of was the first monkey.

The image of Brother Hou, the god of war, has long been ingrained in people's hearts.

Back when he was walking in the shade, when he was called the first monkey by the leek trio, he still felt a sense of identity.

"Are you sure?" Butcher zhang looked at Fang Zheng in surprise.

It seemed that Fang Zheng's title surprised him a little.

Not long after, Fang Zheng finally understood why Butcher zhang looked at him wrong.

When Fang Zheng got the application form and Butcher zhang asked him to confirm the information, Fang Zheng's back teeth hurt.

Hat?!

First wait?

Why isn't it a dog with an antidog, Brother Hou's monkey?

Butcher zhang, did you eat my Brother Hou?!

He finally understood why before Butcher zhang left to get the application form, There was something wrong with his eyes. At the first moment, most people really didn't dare to call him that arrogant. The other meaning of the first marquis was to expand the territory of the first marquis.

In this sensitive situation,

Fang Zheng is here for the first time.

No wonder Butcher zhang stopped thinking.

The first round was the first round. Fang Zheng didn't have much trouble with this question. He had originally given up his name, so he quickly confirmed the application form.

...

The weather was clear.

It was daytime.

But even during the day, the area around Daluo mountain range was still restless. From time to time, there were some strange sounds, like they were following people behind them. Every time they turned around to look behind them, there was no one but a dark forest.

As Blessed Land opened closer and closer, the three signs became more and more obvious.

There were a lot of ghosts.

Time and space are chaotic.

Because there is a strong spirit leak in the spirit node, it can make the ghosts come out and move during the day.

However, this ghost did not come out in the daytime to be at its peak, and it would be more or less damaged.

So, when Fang Zheng agreed to take action, he was immediately assigned a task. During the day, he went out to camp with the others, and re-examined the surrounding outposts and secret outposts to see if they were still safe.

At this time, Fang Zheng, who was operating alone, was heading to the first mission post for inspection.

At this moment, Fang Zheng was dressed differently from before.

The uniform tight-fitting combat suit is made of a special plant fiber that grows after the spirit is revived. It is water-proof and fireproof, and the sword is not broken. It can pull several tons and repair itself.

The only drawback was that the manufacturing costs were too high.

Fang Zheng, on the other hand, was wearing a motorcycle helmet to hide his identity.

This was also brought in by him from one of the camp's demolition households, which probably happened to have a young man who was a motorcycle enthusiast.

He wasn't Fang Zheng after putting on his helmet!

It was the soldiers who joined the battle, the first to wait for the night tour!

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