1851 Chapter 1851 Even More Disadvantaged

Feng Jiu looked at all kinds of weapons, finally picked up a dagger, opened it, and saw that the dagger was glowing with a sharp cold light, so she retreated back with the dagger. ? Eight? One Chinese? w≤w≤w≤. ≤8=1≈z≈w≠. ≥ com

Gui Lao watched from the side. For them, knives and swords are the most suitable. Short weapons such as daggers, axes, and machetes are not suitable for them. That would of course be more beneficial.

And he looked at it, and most of the people also picked up long swords and knives, only the boy number nine picked a dagger, and he couldn't help asking: "Everyone else chooses a sword, why do you choose a dagger? Don't you know that daggers suffer even more when facing the enemy?"

Feng Jiu heard that, looked at the old ghost, and said, "Because my subordinates have thinner wrists and less strength than them, compared to long swords and broadswords, my subordinates think daggers are more suitable, and they can be hidden on the body even when sleeping. ,safer."

Listening to what he said, Gui Lao felt that what he said was quite reasonable, so he nodded secretly. Indeed, this kid looked the smallest, and his body was not as strong as the others, and his wrist did not seem to have any strength. He was better at picking up a long sword than a dagger, after all, a dagger reacted faster to smaller attacks.

However, when he heard what he said later, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitched. He glanced at the young man with gloomy eyes and then looked away, waving his hand to signal him to go back.

After listening to his words, he felt that the previous ones were just nice words, and he probably wanted to say the last two sentences most. It seems that the young man was quite afraid of death, and he wanted to hide the dagger on his body in case he slept. just in case.

After hearing Feng Jiu's words, No. 1, Lei Xiao and the others closed their eyes one by one, hiding the look that flashed across their eyes.

That kid has thin wrists? Little strength? Thanks to him being able to speak without even thinking about it, whoever was inside lifted up a demon cultivator with one hand and smashed it directly to the ground, killing him for life.

"Take them all down." Gui Lao waved his hand and turned to leave after giving orders.

On the other side, Murong Yixuan sent someone out to inquire, but since Feng Jiu left, he hadn't heard any news, and couldn't help thinking: where would she go?

"Has there been no news from various places recently?" He asked a man in black kneeling in front of him.

"Master Hui, no." The man in black said.

"Has Nalan Mochen come back?" Murong Yixuan asked again.

"The subordinates sent people to guard near Nalan's house, but they didn't see Mr. Nalan go back. However, they were discovered by the people of Nalan's family, and the subordinates had to be transferred back."

"Just send someone to watch their city gate. If Nalan Mochen arrives, they will definitely pass by the city gate." Feng Jiu will definitely go to Nalan's house, after all, her people also follow Nalan Mochen. come over.

"Yes." The man replied, and then retreated.

On the other side, Xuanyuan Moze started to arrange affairs after Mochen and the others left, but his father hadn't left the customs yet, so he couldn't leave even if he wanted to, so he could only guard him until he came out of the customs. make arrangements.

Sitting in the palace, in front of him was a portrait of Feng Jiu, dressed in a red dress flamboyantly, with a reckless and confident aura between her brows and eyes, a mixture of evil charm and free and easy, which vividly captured her expression. Draw it down.

Seeing no one, he looked at the portrait thinking, and whispered: "What are you doing now?"