Chapter 462

When night fell, there was a big bonfire burning in the open space in the gate of Qingfeng stronghold. Please search (product% book ￥ net) to see the most complete! The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled of Qingfeng Village are sitting around the campfire. Their eyes are all greedy at the roast chicken and the roast rabbit on Song Yan's hands, because the golden brown pheasant and the hare are sending out attractive fragrance.

Soon, song Yan spread some seasonings evenly on the pheasant and hare. Suddenly, the more strong fragrance came out. Almost everyone swallowed saliva. A pair of eyes seemed to stare out of their eyes.

"Well, let's divide it up!"

Song Yan hands the roasted hare and pheasant to Wu Sandao and Lao Bangzi respectively, and asks them to share them with us. He picks up a hare and pheasant again to continue the barbecue.

It's reasonable to say that the big masters didn't start eating. How could they, as their subordinates, eat first?

However, who said that the wild chicken and hare baked by the leader were too fragrant? So they soon divided the two wild chicken and Hare into two parts, and then looked at the wild chicken and hare in Song Yan's hand.

One of them has two eyes.

Looking at Song Yan, who is flipping the pheasant and hare in her hand, she can't help but flash a trace of curiosity in her eyes. This guy's martial arts are so high, and the baked things are so delicious. Thinking of this, she thinks that it's not too bad to stay in the village as a fire servant.

Two hours later.

Almost everyone is satisfied to touch their belly. It's too full, but the food baked by the leader is really delicious. Even now, they still want to eat it.

Suddenly, Wu Sancao asked in a heavy voice, "big boss, how are you going to deal with the people in the black tiger stronghold?"

Before Shen Tianxiong died, the strength of Heihu stronghold and Qingfeng stronghold were equal, with more than 50 good players who could fight and steal.

But after Shen Tianxiong's death, most of the good players in Qingfeng stronghold went to Heihu stronghold, so now there are at least 80 good players in Heihu stronghold.

The stronghold leader of Heihu stronghold is Liu Feihu. His accomplishments have reached the top of the third class.

In terms of strength, he is inferior to Shen Tianxiong.

However, Liu Feihu also has a younger brother, Liu Heizi, who is also a third rate martial artist. Their two brothers, together, can barely compete with Shen Tianxiong.

"Isn't it a black tiger stronghold? Don't worry, as long as they dare to come tomorrow, I will let them climb out! " Song Yan says coldly that although he is only the replacement of Shen Shaoyan, he is still holding his identity. Therefore, the enemy who has been interrupted must go to Heihu stronghold to get back.

Hearing song Yan's confident words, Wu Sancao didn't believe it very much. After all, there are two third class experts in Heihu stronghold.

Song Yan didn't explain much. After talking with everyone for a while, he asked everyone to have a rest.

Go back to your room.

Song Yan didn't fall asleep. Although he fused Shen Shaoyan's memory, Shen Shaoyan grew up in a Shanzhai and had limited understanding of the world.

Therefore, this world is very strange to song inkstone.

Just know that Heifeng mountain is a mountain range in Yuezhou.

In the morning of the next day, song Yan got up early and came to practice boxing in the open field.

He doesn't practice boxing skillfully, just to exercise.

When he finished practicing, Wu Sancao, who had broken his leg, stared at him with a bright face: "what's the name of your fist technique, big boss?"

Song Yan replied with a smile: "Fu Hu Quan."

"Was it taught to you by the old master?" Wu asked again.

"No!" Song Yan shook his head and said, "do you want to know if my wound will suddenly heal and my accomplishments will advance by leaps and bounds?"

"Yes!" Wu san dao nods fiercely.

Song Yan lowered his voice and said, "in fact, my injury was cured by an expert who said that I was a rare martial arts talent in a hundred years, so after I was cured, I passed on a lot of martial arts!"

Hearing song Yan's words, Wu Sancao's eyes are shining, and his heart is full of envy. He quickly presents a flattery: "congratulations on being in charge of the family. It's just around the corner to unify the Heifeng mountains!"

Song Yan disdained to laugh and said, "Hey, it's a fart to unify the Heifeng mountains. My ideal is to build the Qingfeng stronghold into the No. 1 stronghold in the world."

Wu San Dao was shocked. He didn't take song Yan's words seriously, but he said, "you are really ambitious!"

Song Yan turned and asked, "by the way, Wu Sandao, do I remember that the rice grain in the mountain stronghold is in the charge of Lao Bangzi?"

"Yes." Wu Wudao nodded.

"Go and call the old Bonzi. I have something to tell you."

"Yes!"

Soon, Lao Bangzi came in a hurry: "you come to me when you are in charge?"

"Take it, you take the courage to go to the county town to buy some food!" Song Yan gives old Bangzi one hundred Liang silver.

"Silver!"

Seeing that song Yan suddenly took out so much silver, Lao Bangzi's eyes could not help flashing blue light."Why are you so busy? Hurry up, everyone is waiting for you to buy rice and come back to the pot!" Song Yan urged.

"Yes! Yes, the little one is going! " Old Bangzi took the silver, and then called Niu boldly to go down the mountain to buy food with another middle-aged bandit who broke his hand. However, he was curious about where the silver master came from.

It's just that Bonzi just went out and turned back.

"It's not good to be in charge. People from the black tiger stronghold are coming!" Old Bonzi gasped.

"Don't worry, get everyone together for me to see how I can clean up these grandchildren!" Song Yan is confident.

"I can't help being in charge. I see Liu Feihu brought his own team this time!" Old Bonzi reminds me.

"That's better. Kill him first, then attack the black tiger stronghold!" Song Yan is still confident.

Seeing song Yan's confidence, old Bonzi couldn't say anything more, just sighed.

Soon, people from the village gathered in the open space in front of the village. In addition, song Yan and Qi linger, the new fire servant, were 15.

As soon as people gathered, they saw a big man with a dark face and a strong back. He was about forty years old and came to the stronghold with the support of more than twenty people.

Needless to say, this black faced man is Liu Feihu, the leader of the black tiger stronghold.

Liu Feihu scornfully swept the old, the weak and the disabled of Qingfeng stronghold. Finally, his eyes fell on Song Yan and he said: "yo! Big nephew, I didn't expect your injury to heal so fast! "

"Who is the name of the great nephew?" Song inkstone.

"The great nephew naturally calls you." Liu Feihu answers subconsciously.

At once, song Yan's face appeared a bit of cruelty. He said to Liu Feihu, "although you are a little old and ugly, you have to recognize me as a uncle. I'll just do it, nephew. Please listen to me!"

Hearing song Yan's words, Liu Feihu realized that he had been cheated by that kid, and he was furious: "well, you bastard kid dare to play tricks on me. Originally, for the sake of your dead father, I planned to save you a dog's life. Now, I will kill you!"

"To be in charge of a big family, I'll do it!" All of a sudden, a big man with triangular eyes walked out and flattered Liu Feihu.

Seeing this big man with triangular eyes, Liu Feihu felt a movement in his heart and patted his opponent on the shoulder. "Ma Dabiao, for your loyalty, if you kill that kid, I will promote you to be a small leader!"

[author's digression]: Thank you for the reward

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