MTL - Back Off, Let Me Come-Chapter 831 : Let the Lord Bear It All (Part 1) [Seeking Moon

  Chapter 831 Chapter 831: Let the lord bear it all (Part 1) [Seeking a monthly ticket]

  Although the occasion was wrong, Chu Wenqi Incarnation Yao still focused his attention on reflecting on where his education went wrong. Of course, he didn’t mean that Lin Feng’s actions were not good. In fact, the more ruthless and brutal the literary scholars’ methods, the better their employment prospects. Employment prospects are bright.

but-

  Why does [Qi Min Yao Shu] such a harmless way of scribes derive such a way of use? Or ask again, how did Ling De discover that these grains can be nourished by flesh and blood, and mutate from edible to human-eating?

  Chu·Wenqi Incarnation·Yao has many worries.

   At this time, his sight was captured by the keen Lin Feng.

  The girl's indifferent face was three points soft, adding a bit of warmth: "The teacher doesn't have to worry about the safety of the students. Although the students are not good, they can still protect themselves and will never fall into the teacher's reputation."

  There are too many teachers, and the pressure of being a student is also great. She must be more cautious in her words and deeds, she is afraid that one day she will hear from others such as [How did Chu Wuhui accept such a useless student]. If so, Lin Feng would go crazy.

  In these years, she has always tensed up, trying to be in line with Chu Yao in all aspects. The teacher is the top leader in internal affairs, and she must be the top in Hucao; the teacher is as brave as a general in killing the enemy in front of the battle, so naturally she cannot be weak and weak to be protected by personal guards.

  She is eager to find a new breakthrough track.

   It's just that these anxieties are not humane, Lin Feng has been holding back in his heart until that day when he rescued Gong Xichou at the bottom of the cliff, she found the environment where the other party was surrounded by lush vegetation. Gong Xichou's unintentional words gave her a new idea: [The martial qi of a brave warrior is formed by tempering the qi of heaven and earth, and exuberant one's own qi and blood, which is also a great tonic for plants...]

  Lin Feng's eyelids moved slightly: 【A great tonic? 】

  Gong Xiqiu had just finished dealing with a few children living in the hospital for treatment, and his tall body was curled up in a small wooden chair. It is also difficult for this small wooden chair made for children to accommodate such a big butt: [Yes, warriors absorb the energy of the world to temper their bodies, the more refined the energy of the world is, the more nourishing it is for plants. At that time, I was seriously injured and couldn't control it, so I made them cheaper. 】

  【But sucking people's blood, isn't it eating people? 】

  Gong Xichou was basking in the sun, and sneered: [People can eat vegetables to satisfy their hunger, eat peaches and plums to quench their thirst, cut down trees to build houses, pick up branches and burn them for warmth, why can't plants eat people? There are too many people-eating plants, and they can still be fertile if they rot. Aren't birds, animals, flowers, trees, and even people grab everything to make up for themselves? After a hundred years, the body decays and feeds back to the earth? 】

  Rise and fall, prosperity and decline, gains and losses, have their own rules.

  Lin Feng didn't pay attention to the big paragraph above.

   All her attention was attracted by the middle sentence: [Can a corpse be fertile if it rots? Can it be fresh without rot? 】

  Gong Xiqiu: 【…】

  Lin Feng asked again: [Gongxi Lang is older than me and has more experience, can I ask you, which kinds of plants can eat people? 】

  Gong Xiqiu couldn't see.

  He has never seen Lin Feng that has already bloomed.

  When he was talking to Lin Feng, what appeared in his mind was the little girl with a slightly stubborn look and fat cheeks. According to the secular aesthetic standards, this child looks very pleasing, and pleasing means harmless. A few years later, the other party would actually ask him in a calm tone what kind of plant can eat people. This thought passed through his mind, and he shook his head secretly.

  Time and circumstances are scary things.

  He has lived in the world outside the clan land for so many years, and he subconsciously associates [pleasant] with [harmless]. There are many Mamas in the Ming clan who are pleasing but hurt others. People's hearts are separated from their belly, and people should not be judged by their appearance. He has committed all of them.

  【It’s not worth asking for advice, I just heard from old doctor Dong that the benefactor works in Hucao, so Hucao shouldn’t focus on farming? 】Gong Xiqiu is not interested in things other than playing marbles and fighting. The only little reserve tells him that Hucao seems to be an institution that studies what can eat rather than what can eat people. You can't make your benefactor go astray just because of his casual remarks?

  Lin Fengdao: 【I have a teacher. 】

  Gong Xiqiu asked: [Is this related to your teacher? 】

  Lin Feng frowned sadly: 【When my teacher was my age, he had already commanded the three armies across the North Desert. On the other hand, as his student, I hadn’t made much of a splash yet. The rear is safe, but if you want to be famous in the world, you still have to fight. 】

  Her literary reserves are not as good as today's teachers.

  The teacher's most proud speech, in her hands, can only exert 20-30% of the teacher's effect. How can I not be anxious?

  Gong Xiqiu didn't know Lin Feng's talent.

  Hearing that his benefactor is so depressed, he really thinks that Lin Feng is mediocre, and he is constantly being bullied by his teacher's halo of genius. He was very sympathetic and empathetic. When he was a child, he was also suppressed by his uncle in various ways, who bullied him because of his age. For a while, Gong Xiqiu also felt that he was ordinary, and felt inferior when he saw his uncle. So, he agreed to help Lin Feng.

  【Little Mama Lin, don't be depressed! 】

  Man-eating plants are easy to find.

  He grinned: [There are quite a few clan lands. 】

   I remember that there was also a big flower, and it didn’t take long for a living person to be swallowed and it would turn into corpse water. It’s a pity that the clan land has been abandoned for many years, and many fierce plants used to protect the clan land have died. Gong Xiqiu sent someone back to bring a box of seeds.

   There is also a sheepskin book with paintings of various plants.

  【These things are usually taken care of by the high priest, and I have never raised them. When you raise them, be careful not to be eaten by the other party as fertilizer. 】Gong Xichou doesn't want to be forced to avenge his favor without repaying his favor, 【Don't ask me if you don't understand. 】

  Because he doesn't understand either.

  Lin Feng accepted the box as if he had found a treasure.

  The contents of this sheepskin booklet are very detailed, listing the habits and breeding methods of each plant one by one.

  Lin Feng deliberated for a few days, and chose a seed named [Corpse Man Vine] to cultivate. This kind of vine can be seen in some remote mountains and old forests. It likes freshly dead corpses as food, and they can still survive after being cut into pieces like earthworms. Even if there is only a piece of [Corpse Man Vine] left, as long as enough nutrients are provided, it will be able to take root and sprout again!

  Of course, the [Corpse Man Vine] grown in this way is very delicate, has a short lifespan, and will cause territorial disputes.

  There can only be one [Corpse Man Vine] in the same area.

  According to the sheepskin booklet, the high priest of the Gongxi ethnic group discovered [Corpse Vine] for the first time in a strange deep mountain forest. It is said to be a deep mountain and old forest, but there is a strange mass grave at the root of the [Corpse Man Vine], full of bones.

  The high priest speculated that this deep mountain might be an ancient battlefield. The strange thing is that the other party did not find the most important weapon on the battlefield, as if the owners of these bones were attracted by something in their lives to gather here. The high priest didn't delve into this, but only complained about the many disputes in the outside world, and the people's hearts were not old.

   Lin Feng didn't pay much attention to this detail.

  She was just worried that she could not control 【Corpse Man Vine】.

   For this reason, he took a lot of dead prisoners to practice, but he made an unexpected discovery. The [Corpse Man Vine] inspired by her literary energy seems to have mistook her for the mother's body. She has a premonition that she can control it. After some experiments, the spores of [Corpse Man Vine] can take root and germinate in flesh and blood, and follow her instructions to instinctively search for flesh and blood of other corpses, and the reproduction speed is extremely fast.

  The only fly in the ointment is—

  Shen Zhi sighed and said: 【It's a bit cruel. 】

   When the spores encounter flesh and blood, they will stab hard, sink into the body of the host, and use the flesh and blood as soil to grow wildly. [Corpse Man Vine]'s roots will emerge from the corpse, leaving only bones.

  Lin Feng lowered his eyes: 【Compassion does not control soldiers. 】

  Shen Zhi was taken aback for a moment, and said: 【That's true. 】

  The scene of fighting on the battlefield is much bloodier than this one.

   I didn't expect [Corpse Man Vine] to come in handy so soon.

  Is there any place in the world where there are more corpses than battlefields?

  [Corpse Man Vine] After the spores were awakened by her using [The Way of the Scholar], a small vine wrapped around her arm, as if smelling the thick and sticky smell of blood in the air, she swung her "head" excitedly from side to side. Lin Feng didn't doubt that if [Corpse Man Vine] had a mouth, he would probably be incoherent with joy.

  Lin Feng borrowed the bow, his arm sank, and he drew the bow to the full moon.

  The little finger of his right hand ticked off.

  【Corpse Man Vine】Climb up Feather Arrow meanderingly.

   Whoosh—

  The feathered arrow pierced through the air and hit an enemy soldier who was climbing a ladder and emerging from the battlements. From the enemy's head as a base, it instantly **** people down to only human skin and skeleton. [Corpse Vine] It looks like a mouse fell into a rice jar. Half of them lay on the city wall, and the other half slumped outside the city wall, continuing to shake their heads from side to side. At the same time, the root system secretly entangled the corpse that had not yet been thrown away.

   This scene frightened the nearest soldiers into pale faces.

  Lin Feng then appeared: "Do as I say."

  So, there was a scene that Chu Wenqi Incarnation Yao saw. When he saw it, the city wall was already covered with descendants of [Corpse Man Vine]. The bones wrapped in human skin were thrown around by twisting vines, which was very strange.

  The ladder is still there, but there are no enemies coming up.

   Obviously no stress.

  Chu·Wenqi Incarnation·Yao: "..."

   Can still protect itself? ? ?

  His students seem to have some cognitive problems.

  But it’s too late to correct it right now. Besides—as long as it can kill the enemy, what method is important?

   It's just that I didn't expect that Lingde's way of literati could be developed in this way. In the past, I really delayed her. Chu Wenqi incarnation Yao was reflecting on himself, and he did not forget to use several words in his hand to strengthen the defense of the city wall—even though the city wall of Chaoli Pass was thick and high, the stones launched by the enemy's heavy-shield fighters formed an array, and the diameter of each stone was about ten feet.

  If you can't crush it in mid-air to reduce its power, but let the whole piece hit the city wall, you will suffer heavy casualties. Even so, the remaining gravel left many potholes on the thick city wall, and the only way to temporarily reinforce it was to strengthen the defense.

   "When all the money is gone, come back!"

   "Smart in a hurry!"

  Since it is a last stand, it is natural not to hold back.

   A **** battle, maybe there is still a glimmer of life. Even if it is a miserable victory, but the life is still alive, and after the victory, you can manage slowly, and you can still pay off the debt. If your life is gone, who cares how much you owe? At this moment, Xun Zhen has a kind of heroism that doesn't care about the debt at all, and is even more like a gambler than Kang Shi! Whether it's the luck of the country or the lord's treasury, let him overdraft everything! deficit!

  Countless golden mist flows down from the sky.

  At first glance, it seems that the sky has broken a hole, and the golden water of the Tianhe River flows to the world, pouring all of it into the world of Chaoliguan. Kang Shi glanced at it from the corner of his eye, his eyes almost twitching.

  If the movement at Yongguguan was a stream, now this is a river. What Kang Shi saw was not a dazzling miracle, but a luxurious life.

  He muttered in his heart: "Such a big deal—"

  How many doors did Chu Wuhui open for Xun Hanzhang in private? How much national transportation budget is allocated? With this posture, can there be two or three of them? The lord knows, why don't you cry?

  Kang Shi was distracted thinking about the face of the lord.

  Alas, she needs to know...

   This is more painful than killing her.

  In an inconspicuous battlefield, Yu Zi cast her words with a solemn expression. She still can't do it lightly, with all five virtues, only two or three at a time. It's just that she has a limited literary spirit, and in order to take care of more soldiers, she makes a move every time. Soldiers will cooperate with each other in battle, make full use of their strengths and avoid weaknesses, and the overall increase is just a waste. Rao is so, still powerless.

  The starched clothes on his body were already soaked in blood.

   There are enemies, and there are also people of our own.

  If I was stronger, I might be able to save... No, maybe I could make them die less. As the blood on her skin coagulated, she didn't know how long it had passed, and she couldn't care less about controlling how much literary energy she still had in her Dan Mansion...

  She only saw the enemy rushing up.

   was killed, or killed.

  The physique of the heavy shield warriors makes them fearless of life and death. Even if a hand and a leg are cut off, and the weapon is stuck on the shoulder and cannot be drawn out, they can still charge and charge with a numb face. It even killed a foot away from Yu Zi's body.

   Before the knife that was held high fell on top of her head, the opponent's brain was smashed into a pile of debris by the flashing heavy hammer.

  Lu Jidao: "Weiheng, are you alright?"

  Yu Zi said with a blue face: "It's okay."

  Lu Ji didn't have time to talk to her, and from the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Tu Rong's boy who was almost forced back by several heavy shield warriors attacking up, and killed him without saying a word. Tu Rong's strength is not bad for the younger generation, but brave fighters are not hard-hitting, high-intensity non-stop fighting, and the speed of replenishing martial qi is far slower than depleting it. If the strength is exhausted, it will be dismembered and eaten by ants.

  Yu Zi looked at Lu Ji's disappearing back.

"careful-"

  She shot subconsciously.

  The expected city wall of Wen Qi did not appear, but the dry Danfu meridian sent a slight tingling pain, and Wen Qi was exhausted.

  Heavy shield fighters who came out of nowhere sneaked up on Lu Ji, and Lu Ji had experienced many battles and was rich in experience. He threw out a heavy hammer the moment he sensed the crisis. The iron chain connecting a pair of double hammers was wrapped around the heavy shield fighter's neck three or four times, click!

   A head was strangled abruptly.

  Lu Ji said viciously: "I want to die!"

  Yu Zi looked at her hand, and slammed it against the city pillar with hatred—when the literary spirit was exhausted, the Wenxin scholar became a burden on the battlefield. Letting her leave and run for her life at this time would be better than killing her with a sword! At this moment, her obsession has reached its true peak!

   |ω`)

   Alas, Shiitake also wants to change the title to 2-in-1, but you know, obsessive-compulsive disorder is very uncomfortable when seeing irregularities.

  (end of this chapter)