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Xuan sat on the chair, ate the good food, blew his breath and drank the clear soup. During the Warring States period, chairs or stools appeared, but the number was not large. Everyone still kept the tradition of kneeling down. Xuan got several pieces and put them in the dining room.

He was the only one on the big dining table. He was wearing a bathrobe and kneeling not far from his feet. He looked at him indignantly with food in front of him.

As for the little maid, she was kneeling under Xuan's body, her small head was constantly fluctuating, and her cheeks were covered with two coquettish flowers. Her hands were carried behind her back, which was required by her master and could not be used.

This is Xuan's punishment for her. The little maid just saw what she was doing before she interrupted her. She must be severely punished for her short temper.

Feeling the comfort of the little maid's mouth, Xuan quietly tasted the difference between her and the red feather clothes, which really made him feel a little different.

For such punishment, the little maid is still happy with it. She thinks that it is better to punish this kind of punishment several times. It is better to go further and carry out some other punishments.

Thinking of this, her amber eyes turned slightly and defiantly looked at the Chiyu clothes kneeling not far away. She was quite proud.

Chiyu couldn't laugh or cry, and said in a low voice, "you bastard, you're sick. What's so proud of this kind of thing?"

After the dinner, Xuan went back to his bedroom and asked the two maids to go back to rest. Naturally, the little maid was full of loss, and the red feather clothes were relieved.

Xuan also secretly regretted that he didn't want to do some happy things with his two beautiful maids in the evening. Unfortunately, he had very important things to do tonight, which was doomed to be unable to be free.

At about eleven o'clock in the evening, yuzhibo's land is quiet. The bright moonlight shines through the window, illuminating the whole bedroom with dim light.

Xuan found that the moon in this world is particularly bright, and rarely is covered by dark clouds. He can be seen on time every night.

When he got up in the bedding, Xuan looked at the bright moon in his eyes, and subconsciously thought, "say, the ugly ten tails are really sealed in the moon? And the moon is really created by the old man of the six immortals. In that case, the combat effectiveness is a bit against the sky. "

Thinking of these confused thoughts, he took out a set of dark robes and a whirlpool mask in his hands. He took the mask on his face and drew his body into the robe. Suddenly, a mysterious man appeared hidden in the black robe.

"Hey, it's time for the conspiracy again. Are you ready for the plot?" With a low smile, Xuan's right eye's sangouyu slowly rotates. A whirlpool of space appears, and his whole body gradually disappears.

After the fierce fighting in the daytime, the night here ushered in a rare calm. Only occasionally, wild wolves and wild dogs roamed here, eating the corpses that couldn't be raised with red eyes, and from time to time a distant howl came out.

In the wind and on the high slopes above the valley, there are barracks formed by a large number of tents. This is the camp of the yuzhibo family. Relying on the highland advantage here, they have held on to the disadvantage for so many years. Until now, they still insist.

About ten miles away from here, there are also large tents erected in the woods. A large area of trees have been cut down to form an open space. The tent is standing among them. The trees surrounding the tent are extremely wet, which was dried by the water of the thousand handed Ninja at night.

The purpose is to prevent Yu Zhibo's sudden attack at night, burn down the whole forest with fire escape, and surround them with fire.

In the biggest tent in the middle of the thousand handed camp, there are still candlesticks among the thousand handed Buddhas. They are studying the current situation of the war. They look serious. After a while, he pulls several pieces of information beside them and checks them. They are their material list and grain reserves. To be honest, their food is also starting to be tight.

Even if the war supplies were prepared in advance, and then a sudden disaster occurred and occupied an advantage, the war reserves of the clan territory began to be exhausted after such a long time of fighting. Fortunately, the whirlpool clan took over and brought in a large amount of food and materials, which made them much better.

A breeze blows, the candle light gently shakes, is calculating how long the material can last between the thousand handed Buddha's eyes suddenly congealed, coldly said: "who?"

"Hey, chieftain, we meet again. Don't get excited. We are acquaintances, right?"

A hoarse voice transformed by chakra came, and the thousand handed Buddha coldly looked at the black robed man who appeared in front of him, revealing a trace of surprise, which was fleeting.

"You?" The thousand handed Buddha was surprised. He didn't expect that the mysterious black robed man who appeared in front of him six years ago actually appeared again. He immediately turned around countless thoughts and speculated on the purpose of the other party's coming.

"What are you looking for me for?" The thousand handed Buddhas directly asked questions, crisp and neat.

Xuanhe said with a smile: "I like the head of the thousand handed clan. To be frank, Yu Zhibo eagle is going to Fengjian and Hegu with 600000 catties of grain, 5000 long swords, 3000 armor, 100000 swords and kuwuwu in his hand, and 500000 detonators.""What?" The pupil of the thousand handed Buddha shrinks fiercely. He is shocked and asks subconsciously, "where do they come from? Yu Zhibo's war reserves have been exhausted."

"Oh? How did the chieftain know so clearly? " Xuan asked in a strange tone.

The thousand handed Buddha snorted coldly and did not answer. How did he know? The reason is very simple, because the war reserves of the thousand handed family have already bottomed out.

Seeing the reaction between the thousand handed Buddhas, Xuan no longer talks nonsense. Instead, he said, "I have no obligation to tell where the materials came from. I only tell the patriarch this information itself, which is the utmost benevolence and righteousness."

Thoughtfully, the thousand handed Buddhas no longer entangled themselves with this question, but asked, "where are their routes? Which way are they going?" We must not let this batch of materials be safely transported to the front line, otherwise the advantages that thousand hands have worked hard to establish will be gone.

"I don't know. Yuzhibo's family is very strict about the transportation route, so it can't be predicted." The truth is true.

The thousand handed Buddhas frowned and felt reasonable. After all, if yuzhibo's logistics route was so good, he would not have attacked successfully only once for so many years, and the black robed man's answer added to its authenticity.

"So, what are you here for?" The thousand handed Buddha asked in a cold voice. ..

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