Chapter 35

Ye Wannian narrowed his eyes and hummed coldly to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue's mind worked and understood some of them.

Purple moon cave is one of the two cultivation sects in the state of Yan.

It is said that it had a history of more than 300 years before the establishment of the state of Yan. All the national masters of the state of Yan came from the purple moon cave. Some excellent disciples in the purple moon cave will also go down the mountain to experience after reaching a certain level of cultivation. They hold some positions in the Yan army, go to battle to kill the enemy and experience the subtleties of the game between life and death

I'm afraid Zuo Jun is an expert of the purple moon cave sect, and he should have a very extraordinary position in the purple moon cave. Otherwise, he won't be the general of the Apocalypse army as soon as he appears.

"I don't know what your special envoy has to say?"

Fang Yue's tone was a little softer. The hero didn't suffer immediate losses. The other side was powerful. It was difficult to fight with his current strength alone.

Zuo Jun straightened his neck like a proud white swan.

"Bully the soft and fear the hard. Chu Mengying's so-called fiance is such a thing."

Zuo Jun was even more disdainful. "I heard that you were the first to find the barbarian team in our army's camp. Why don't you report to your superiors at the first time?"

"Sir, when I found the barbarian team, it was already dawn. My subordinates and I had a fight with the barbarian team, and it took half an hour to exterminate the other party. After extermination, we dragged the barbarian body to the military office at the first time. At this time, we happened to meet general ye, and we were the leader of the barbarian team General ye thought that we were lying about the military situation and would put me in prison! Many people in the army have seen this scene. It's not that I delayed the military situation to hide it, but that general Ye was suspicious, so he delayed the opportunity! "

Fang Yue pretended to be wronged.

Ye Wannian's expression was stiff.

Why did this special code lie down and get shot? It was agreed to blame Fang Yue. How did he pull me out!

"I see!"

Zuo Jun heard Fang Yue's report and made no mistakes.

He nodded slightly and skipped the matter. His master once told him that when walking in the state of Yan, you must be careful and not be caught. It's OK to kill people, but it needs to be justified. The method of drawing a knife and chopping when one's words disagree in the Jianghu of the sect doesn't work in the state of Yan.

Find a reason?

This is hard for me?

"It's said that you are a cook in the kitchen, but why do you take over and kill the enemy? There is a clear division of labor in military affairs, big or small. You can only cook well! How can you kill the barbarians?"

Zuo Jun sternly reprimanded the righteous.

Fang Yue was stunned.

Sleeping trough, is that a good reason?

People have been killed at my door. Should I shout and shout for help at the same time, and let the soldiers on the front line kill the enemy?

In that case, everyone would have been cut into eight pieces!

When the soldiers from the front line come, the cauliflower is cold!

"But..."

Without waiting for Fang Yue's explanation, Zuo Jun was cold hum again.

"It's really a very bad behavior for you to neglect your duty, take over and slack off the army. If everyone follows suit, it will inevitably lead to chaos in the army. So I decided to put you in prison and wait for your release!"

Zuo Jun's mouth turned up. Before Fang Yue could speak, he waved his big hand and said, "come on! Take Fang Yue to prison!"

"Yes!"

The two middle-aged men behind Zuo Jun walked together, one left and one right, respectively on both sides of Fang Yue. Their momentum was like a mountain, steep and dignified.

These two people are both generals. They work together to suppress them. Fang Yue has no strength to explain.

"Let's go, Fang Yue!"

Each of them reached out and patted Fang Yue on the shoulder. They seemed careless, but they both hit the key.

Two cold air currents flowed into Fang Yue's Dantian along the clavicle.

The cold current was raging, and it was freezing to crack his Dantian.

"It's so insidious that I want to abolish my martial arts!"

Fang Yue's eyes widened. He and Zuo Jun had no resentment in the past and no hatred today. It's inexplicable that they should be so cruel.

Fang Yue no longer resisted and let them put him in prison. At the same time, he transferred the three forces in the collective to fight the cold current and prevent the damage of Dantian.

"Go in and take it!"

Fang Yue was pushed into his cell, and all his perceptions of the outside world had been completely isolated and closed.

Because the quality of the cold air in the Dantian is too high, ordinary martial artists have long been crushed by the Dantian, and their skills have been wasted.

However, Fang Yue's three forces are also of extraordinary origin and can compete with them.

Time goes by, grinding.

I don't know how long it had been, Fang Yue finally opened his eyes again and took a long breath of turbid Qi.

The cold air was polished and dissipated by him, and even with this opportunity, his three forces grew to a higher level.

His body stretched out, as if with boundless strength.

Unconsciously, Sanli climbed to the level of high-level martial arts!

However, Fang Yue didn't have much joy on his face, because among the three scriptures he practiced, even if the level of three forces reached the level of generals, it was still not an entry-level stage. Only after surpassing the generals can we really touch the threshold of Sanli. At that time, all kinds of mysteries of Sanli can be really displayed!

It is precisely because the level of Sanli is too high that he is irresistible before the generals.

"I'm so hungry!"

After the breakthrough, Fang Yue's body level rose to a level, but at the same time, the energy consumed during the breakthrough was also quite huge.

If you don't supplement it in time, you may overdraw your physical potential.

Without saying a word, Fang Yue untied the iron pot behind him, took out firewood, Linggu and water from the stone pendant, and began to cook.

The fragrance of Linggu attracted the prison guards outside.

Seeing Fang Yue cooking in his cell, they were stunned one by one!

What are you doing!

Enjoy life? The prison of the Apocalypse army has always been a place of grave death. They have never seen anyone dare to cook here.

Moreover, he cooked Linggu, and the smell of rice was stronger.

After cooking, Fang Yue filled himself with a small bowl. After the entrance, the rice fragrance lingered between his lips and teeth.

Waxy, soft.

After the iron pot is endowed with spirit, the Spirit Valley steamed out is more mellow than an ordinary pot.

A small bowl of Linggu was quickly cleaned by him. A warm current spread all over his limbs and bones in an instant!

His hunger had eased a little before. However, only a small bowl of Linggu was not enough to compensate for the deficit in his body.

"What are you doing?"

A jailer smelled the smell of rice in the prison outside, and he yelled. A pair of eyes flashed greedy.

This is Linggu!

Although I don't know how this guy brought the pot and Linggu in, it didn't prevent them from coveting.

He is now wandering in the realm of a senior apprentice, only a trace of external force can break through.

However, the income of prison guards is not much. They only have 30 silver coins a month. In addition to up and down management and daily expenses, the surplus wealth is not enough to buy all kinds of spiritual resources.

This is an opportunity for him to break through.

He saw the hope of becoming a warrior!

Fang Yue was so hungry that his eyes were almost green. He only had Linggu in his eyes. He didn't care about the scolding outside!

Fang Yue filled himself with a small bowl and ate it like a whirlwind.

The jailer outside had a black face. He didn't expect to be ignored like this.

"I'm talking about you! Hand over the Spirit Valley, and I can treat it as if nothing has happened. Otherwise, be careful that I break your leg!"

The jailer snapped.

Into the prison of the apocalyptic legion, that's their world. Few people can bolt out here.

It is normal for prison guards to use the death penalty.

Fang Yue still ignored it. He simply put down the small bowl in his hand and directly picked up the iron pot and grilled rice in his mouth.

The eating efficiency of bowl by bowl is too low. It is far better to grill rice directly from the pot, which is more refreshing and convenient.

The aroma of Spirit Valley is stronger.

The jailer was furious!

He had never met such a manic person. He took the pot into his cell and ignored their existence.

Click, click!

On the impulse of anger, the jailer opened the door of the cell.

When he rushed in, Fang Yue had eaten all the Linggu in the pot.

Finally, Fang Yue stretched out his tongue and licked the last piece of pot.

It's crisp and sweet. It tastes good!

"You deceive people too much!"

The jailer has been overwhelmed by the anger in his chest. He roars and scolds at Fang Yue, like a tiger with fast hair!

Fang Yue looked up blankly. He just ate. He didn't know what had happened.

"What's the matter with me?"

The blank eyes, the innocent expression. Let the jailer run away in an instant!

"Damn it, you are so bullying!"

The jailer waved his knife and the silver soared.

He wants to kill Fang Yue and calm his anger with his blood!

There was a bang.

The knife cut off.

Fang Yue's neck met with the jailer's long knife, only wiping out a series of golden sparks.

With a click, the long knife in the hands of the prison clan broke, but Fang Yue didn't even cut off a hair on his neck.

"Ah!"

The jailer was frightened and stared at the broken blade with the handle in his hand.

What kind of demon is this? Even the war knife can't cut off his neck.

Bang, bang.

The two pieces of steel that made up the war knife fell into Fang Yue's small iron pot.

Open your mouth and swallow the iron.

"Monster!" the jailer was completely stupid. He had never seen an iron pot that could open his mouth.

"Bah!!!"

The iron pot opened its mouth again and spit out the iron pieces after the war knife was broken, full of contempt and disdain.

"What's the situation?" the jailer was shocked. He was despised by a pot.

Fang Yue covered his face. "Xiaotie was tricked by my mouth. I don't want to eat the fake and shoddy pig iron!"

The jailer collapsed completely.

What was in front of him was beyond his knowledge. His head is about to explode. What's the situation? It's too exaggerated!

His sword saw a prisoner's neck, the other side was unharmed, and his steel knife broke eight sections!

There is also a small iron pot that can eat the blade. I'm dreaming!

The jailer seemed to be in a dream. He looked at Fang Yue tremblingly.

He immediately understood that he could never afford to offend such a person! Only good flattery is the only way out.

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

The jailer looked at Fang Yue. His heart was almost in his throat!

He was afraid that Fang Yue would hate what had happened just now. If he was unhappy, he would kill him.

"Get me some salt, pepper and pepper. Come on! Oh, by the way, get me a chopping board and a kitchen knife!"

Fang Yue told him carefully: "I guess I'm going to sit in this prison for a while. I can't get out first! But the food in the prison is too poor. I need to improve myself! If I can, prepare some vegetables and meat for me! Well, there's a spirit stone here, which should be enough for you to buy a lot!"