Chapter 337 How Can We Just Sit There and Wait for Death?

Wen Daolun's deduction skills are not at a low level. In other words, he had been worried for a whole year... He Lingchuan was surprised that there was something in the red general's words, which actually suggested that this was Wen Daolun's own choice because of his "calm" attitude.

Could it be that Wen Daolun gave up the opportunity to use the square pot to save his son?

How can this be?

At this time, another Sergeant Dafeng rushed over and reported in a low voice: "General, the old woman named Ji died of weakness."

"Jindu cubs and their mothers maintain each other. If one is damaged, both will be damaged." The red general was surprised, "What else did she say before she died?"

"She said that the attack on Mr. Wen was the will of the gods. She only acted according to the destiny and did not repent at all. Therefore, she cursed repeatedly until she died of laughter." Ji Nu not only cursed Commander Zhong and General Hong, but also cursed Panlong Everyone in the city is blind and unaware of the impending death.

The dirty words she spouted were extremely unpleasant, and she specialized in the third way. How could this sergeant dare to tell them exactly?

Both are mothers who gave birth to ghost fetuses, but Sister-in-law Ji and Aunt Yun have very different personalities.

The red general didn't care about this and only said: "It turns out that the target of this Jindu mother is Wen Daolun, and attacking others is just a cover. It seems that Yun Gu is indeed the biggest variable, which actually downgraded their plans. "

"Yun Gu?" The seemingly insignificant pregnant mother was actually mentioned by the Red General again. He Lingchuan thought hard, "The variable you mentioned means that she... was born prematurely?"

At the last moment of her life, Yungu cried and confessed that the early birth of her "children" made the gods angry and reprimanded her.

What would happen if the ghost cubs were born normally?

"This entire plan is made around the food abuser. After all, the chance of giving birth to such a monster is very small, and even the gods cannot control it. Once the food abuser comes to this world, we must take good care of it." She paused, "If it is Yun Yun Gu will give birth a few days later, and the Xianyou army invades Baihegang. I will raise troops to welcome them. By then the city's defenses will be empty, and the tormentors born from Yun Gu will be able to build nests in the city and eat thousands of live animals in a short period of time. People have grown into cancer that Panlong City cannot get rid of for a while.”

He Lingchuan immediately thought of the flesh and blood fortress in the Demon Nest Swamp. It was because the Jana tribe failed to eliminate the predator in time that it grew rapidly and devoured the tribe and wiped out the tribe in a short period of time.

This shows how terrifying the abuser is when he eats like crazy. Moreover, the number of residents in Panlong City far exceeds that of the Jana tribe. Once the predators build their nests, will their power increase through cannibalism not reach the sky?

General Hong said slowly, "As for Ji Nu, she is probably used as a reserve force. Although she did not give birth to a tormentor, when Panlong City is in trouble and chaos inside and outside, Ji Nu's 'children' can also be sent in. Use it to sneak attack on the officials in the city to weaken the leader of Panlong City."

The god's plan clearly arranged the leaders such as General Hong, Panlongcheng and Zhong Shengguang, and wanted to take them away in one fell swoop. And it was extremely secretive in the early stages, making it difficult to detect.

After thinking about this, He Lingchuan took a deep breath and felt that Panlong City's ability to escape this calamity showed that he was very lucky.

"If their plan succeeds, even if Panlong City is not captured, it will be severely damaged and shake people's hearts."

After all, Panlong City has always been synonymous with indestructibility and unity, and is also recognized as the safest fortress in the wilderness. This is not only the perception of the locals, but also the inner demons of the enemy.

If this consensus is broken, everyone suddenly discovers that there is internal weakness and turmoil in Panlong City, and the collapse of confidence can only happen overnight.

The red general seemed to chuckle, "But it's not a good thing to plan too much. How can the plan change quickly? The Xianyou army that invaded Baihegang temporarily changed its generals, and its combat power was suddenly reduced."

He Lingchuan grasped the key point: "Then, what is the planned downgrade?"

"The key point is timing! Yun Gu was born prematurely, which resulted in the Eater being unable to be born in the city when Xianyou's army attacked the city. Therefore, he could not create a powerful flesh and blood fortress and could not become the source of unrest in Panlong City. . Even the ghost fetuses that Yun Gu gave birth to have been cleaned up, and the original goal cannot be achieved. At this time, they can only send Ji Nu to play, and the target is downgraded to Wen Daolun. "

Just settle for the next best thing.

"Why are they targeting Mr. Wen?" He Lingchuan asked, "Just because Mr. Wen is one of Mr. Zhong's most trusted think tanks? It seems that the price they paid is not small."

Because Zhong Shengguang is too difficult to kill, the target was downgraded to Wen Daolun?

It's not that Wen Daolun is unimportant, but in order to take his life, you have to pay the price of a whole litter of ghost babies? Even though they are all cubs, Tsutomu is still a god after all.

A golden rooster lays a golden egg, and a god gives birth to a divine son. Can he be used as cannon fodder?

"God is very clear. Not to mention victory, sometimes even temptation has to pay a price." The red general pointed eastward, "We are the same. To defend this fertile land, millions of lives, how can there be no price?"

The red general added: "Wen Daolun and Commander Zhong have a life-long friendship."

The words have profound meaning, but at this point, she will not expand on it.

Even if He Lingchuan didn't think it through, he knew he shouldn't ask any more questions, so he had to change the topic: "After taking back Wei City, I heard that you went to Ghost Needle Stone Forest and defeated Zhu Erniang?"

Otherwise, how could the burrowing spider become a friendly neighbor of Panlong City again without saying a word?

It must be based on the position of strength, everyone is pragmatic.

The red general answered simply: "Yes."

"Then what is Zhu Erniang's weakness?"

General Red turned his head and stared at He Lingchuan: "Why do you ask this?"

"Curious." He Lingchuan was frightened by the dark eye holes on his mask. "I went deep into the spider's nest last time and was forced into a dead end by it. I was unwilling to give up."

General Hong did not delve into it: "Zhu Erniang is an ancient demon. Even if her skills are reduced layer by layer, her methods are still there. She has many offspring, and you can't deal with her now. What is a weakness to me is to you--"

It may still be a stone. He Lingchuan dared to challenge Zhu Erniang alone, which was like hitting a rock with an egg.

He touched his nose and had nothing to say.

General Hong said again: "You'd better gather a group and wait for the opportunity."

"What if I have to fight alone?"

Dong Rui is not reliable at all. It's good enough that he doesn't stab you in the back.

"If you must die alone--"

He Lingchuan couldn't help but sigh.

"That's fine." General Hong changed the subject, "How can we sit and wait for death when we are strong? We have to fight to the death."

She seemed to smile softly: "The burrow spider has a characteristic. If you can seize the opportunity, you may have a chance of winning."

At this point, she whispered a few words.

He Lingchuan carefully wrote down every word, clasped his fists and said gratefully: "Thank you for your advice, General!"

This may be exactly what he needs right now.

"Anything else?" General Hong had already walked to the door, and the warhorse stopped here.

"My accumulated military merits can be exchanged for magical powers or combat skills." He Lingchuan seized the opportunity, "Can I ask the general?"

"I have seen you take action, you are more agile than explosive." General Hong thought for a moment, "Go and choose the mirror technique."

It turns out that heroes think alike?

He Lingchuan was startled, General Hong had already mounted his horse and left with his men.

After a while, there was a sudden cry in Wen's house.

Passersby stopped and looked at Wen's house.

He Lingchuan sighed secretly, knowing that Wen Xing was seriously injured and died.

Fourteen or fifteen years old is the prime age for vigorous development, but he died in the middle of his life. And Wen Xing's story is just a microcosm of the fate of the people in Panlong Desert.

Wen Daolun watched his son die, and He Lingchuan couldn't imagine his mood at the moment, so he hurried to Pengcheng Office.

Everyone has their own disasters to go through, and everyone has their own long march to go.

...

In fact, He Lingchuan wanted to choose the mirror technique last time, but the golden armor bronze man technique looked more desirable at that time. After experiencing several battles, he realized that as long as he killed the enemy quickly, accurately and ruthlessly, he could reduce many variables.

But before going to Pengcheng Office, he took a small detour to Yunling Island to pick up the goods from the fat shopkeeper Bai Gu.

He Lingchuan had previously ordered seven ghost cicada shells here and paid a 30% deposit. The shopkeeper promised that the goods would arrive today.

At this time, there were only a few customers who were just browsing but not buying anything on Yunling Island. He Lingchuan walked in and found that the waiter was so idle that he was about to swat a fly, and Bai Gua was arguing with a customer.

The customer was in his fifties, with wrinkles all over his face and several patches on his coarse cloth clothes. He did not look like the target customer group of this magic weapon store, but rather an old farmer in the fields.

He Lingchuan got closer and heard that this was not a customer, but a seller, and his surname was Wang.

Old man Wang’s child was sick and he needed money, so he wanted to sell an old book collected by his ancestors to exchange for some medicine.

It was called an old book, but it was actually just a thin piece of animal skin paper, yellow and old, and the color of the handwriting on it was almost gone.

Bai Gua wanted to unfold it for a closer look, but Old Man Wang refused, saying that he was afraid that he would miss the key information.

The two sides were in a stalemate, and He Lingchuan came.

As soon as Bai Gua saw him, he changed his impatience into a friendly smile: "Brother He is here? Come on, I'll go with you to get the goods!"

He was particularly enthusiastic about this wealthy and powerful landlord and customer.

He Lingchuan glanced over and found that only a small corner of the animal skin paper on the table was exposed, and the handwriting on it was actually the language of ancient immortals.

Huh? Interesting.

He put his mouth on the counter: "What's going on?"

"Selling things." Bai Gua led He Lingchuan to the back, and whispered until he reached the back hall, "He said it was an antique, but I don't think it looks like one. The appraiser in the store just took a leave to go home, and I can't understand the words on the scroll, let alone judge it."

"You don't want to take it?"

"If there is a risk, you can't take it." Bai Gua looked at him and kindly reminded him, "Brother He wants it? There are many scammers."

"Let's see."

After He Lingchuan and Bai Gua traded the Shadow Cicada Shell, Old Man Wang was still there when they walked out, looking depressed, and he had finished another glass of water.

"Manager Bai, please think of another way. I really need this money!" He wiped his eyes, "My grandson is very sick!"