Chapter 353

Five hosts, three swords, how to distribute them?

Obviously, this is a problem worthy of further study.

Zheng Feiyue first gave the sword to two of them, which was equivalent to throwing them a big trouble: how to distribute the sword in your hands has the final say.

Fang tou Da Er and the black faced host subconsciously approached each other, and then smiled at the other three hosts and said, "everyone, this young generation is very cunning. Don't fall into his plan!"

The other three hostels were also true and said, "well, hand over the sword first."

The black faced host's face was slightly stiff and said, "are you kidding? I got this sword first. If you three want it, don't you still have one on the demon?"

Brush!

The other three hosts immediately united and surrounded him.

One of them sneered: "think we are beggars? How do the three get a sword?"

The host with square head and big ears said angrily, "what do you mean?"

The other three hosts looked at each other and said in the same voice, "kill you, isn't it enough

"How dare you?"

The black faced host and the square headed and big eared host were shocked and angry.

In an instant, the five hosts were divided into two factions, and their killing intention was boiling before each other.

On the other side, Zhang Xianzhong looked at Zheng Feiyue in surprise and said, "good plan."

"The skill of carving insects and insects can't be on the table." Zheng Feiyue said with a smile.

Zhang Xianzhong shook his head slightly. It seemed that just now was really just a small skill, using the contradiction of more wolves and less meat to trigger the enemy's conflict.

It's different to want it and use it.

Zheng Feiyue took out that set of process, which was simple, rapid and effective, and handled it very accurately.

This is not a simple trick.

Zhang Xianzhong took a deep look at Zheng Feiyue. He found that with more and more contacts, the boy would give him more and more surprises.

Because of sending magic beads, Zhang Xianzhong could not leave Zheng Feiyue for too long.

So he is looking forward to what surprises Zheng Feiyue will bring to him.

The other side.

The hosts divided into two factions have fought.

Both sides are level 8 hosts with amazing destructive power. As soon as the battle was fought together, the whole Minjiang River fell apart and roared.

Zheng Feiyue also kindly arranged the array for them, and then sat aside with Zhang Xianzhong to watch the play.

There were snacks Qin Mo liked before. Zheng Feiyue took out several packets of melon seeds and potato chips, handed them to Zhang Xianzhong and said, "do you want some, sir?"

Zhang Xianzhong shook his head and said, "my body can't eat."

Zheng Feiyue gave a sigh of regret and looked at it with relish. Not only that, he also made an evaluation while looking at it.

"Sure enough, compared with those high-level hosts organized by large organizations, the combat effectiveness of the wild host is almost poor. The combat system is not systematic and there are no powerful means. It's just a few moves over and over, and I feel bored after watching it for a long time."

Zhang Xianzhong felt the same way and said, "compared with my time, they are even worse."

"Oh? What kind of romantic figures were there in the king's era? They also said to give the younger generation a long vision." Zheng Feiyue hurriedly said.

He also wants to hear about the past and learn more secrets.

Zhang Xianzhong opened his mouth and seemed to be going to say something, but soon shook his head and said, "well, the people and things that used to be are clouds and smoke. Don't mention it."

Zheng Feiyue spits out the melon seed shell in his mouth and says, "don't introduce it. There should always be so many opponents for such a romantic person as the king, otherwise your life will be too lonely?"

This flattery is good.

Zhang Xianzhong raised his eyebrows and said faintly, "my time was troubled times. People were in danger. At the moment when I got God's favor (system), I raised troops across Sichuan Province without losing!

There are countless strong people I met. In the end, they are just the souls under my sword. But if you really want to say that there is such an old enemy, and it is still a woman. "

At this point, Zhang Xianzhong's eyes flashed a few colors of indulgence.

Zheng Feiyue said curiously, "dare you ask the king, who is the woman who can share the autumn with the king?"

Zhang Xianzhong faintly looked at the killing sound on the other side, as if he had returned to the military years 300 years ago.

"Qin Liangyu and the White Spear soldiers led by her are really good opponents that are rare in a hundred years. Unfortunately, after the last Kuizhou war, they never saw each other again."

Zheng Feiyue immediately took out his mobile phone and searched the name of Qin Liangyu.

After reading it, he had to sigh that this woman is really not simple. As a rare female general in the late Ming Dynasty and even in the whole history, she has made great achievements.

It is also recorded that Qin Liangyu and her white spear soldiers are very famous. They once made Zhang Xianzhong dare not commit crimes against Sichuan Province, and defeated Zhang Xianzhong several times.

So the question is, is this respectable female general also the host?

Zheng Feiyue raised his doubts.

Zhang Xianzhong said, "Qin Liangyu is naturally the host in your mouth, and is a rare unified combat host. With her ability, even my magic army is not an opponent."

Zheng Feiyue took a breath. He had seen the magic army. Qin Liangyu's white pole soldier was even more powerful than the magic Army

Is this the ruling power of the ancient host?

Compared with the modern host, it is more than a few. No wonder Zhang Xianzhong looks disdainful when he sees the current host.

"Hey, when I mention that opponent, I can't help thinking of her double swords. I don't know if she is still alive. I really want to fight again!"

Zhang Xianzhong sighed.

Zheng Feiyue searched the Internet again and said, "according to historical records, Qin Liangyu died in the second year of Yongli."

Zhang Xianzhong sniffed the speech and said with a sneer, "shit! In the second year of Yongli, Qin Liangyu is less than 70. With her strength, how can she die of old age?"

"But history records it like this," Zheng Feiyue said.

"It's just a false pretext. She should have gone to another place... Well, it's much better than the end of my king's 300 years under the ten thousand dragons prison array." Zhang Xianzhong sighed.

Zheng Feiyue looked chilly and said, "another place? Dare you ask the king, what place do you mean?"

Zhang Xianzhong looked at Zheng Feiyue with a smile and said, "the world has changed. Some things can't be told to you. It's useless to know. It just increases trouble."

what the fuck!

Zheng Feiyue scolded secretly. What's the matter with your concealment and a good expression for me?

Zhang Xianzhong felt very funny when he saw Zheng Feiyue scratching his ears and cheeks.

He said, "maybe I'll tell you something when the world changes again. But not now. Believe me, it's really for your good."

Zheng Feiyue muttered.

If Zhang Xianzhong doesn't say it, he can't force others.

However, from today's conversation, he still learned some information.

That is, before the change of heaven and earth, the ancient host had another place to go, and Zheng Feiyue boldly speculated that that place was likely to be accessible only by the existence above level 9.

Later, the world changed. If you don't recognize the strength above level 9, the newly born host naturally can't go to another place.

Zhang Xianzhong should be the last host before the world changes.

But this guy killed too much and was suppressed.

As for the person who suppressed him, the phantom of the woman in the broken star gun is likely to come from another place!