Xiao Fang and the others were drunk.

Tang Buyun, Li Feiyang and others all have families.

Wu Tie sent the little official and old man sitting next to him, and sent these drunk guys back to their house.

Xiao Fang is a single bachelor, whose parents have long passed away, and he is alone. He lives in a small courtyard specially assigned to low-level officials on weekdays.

Wu Tie carried a dead pig-like little square and threw him onto the bed, wrapped him with a thin quilt, just like a silkworm.

When he went out, Wu Tie heard Xiao Fanghan's vague murmur: "My mother, I won't lie to me...we are really the son of that old Wang Ba?"

Wu Tie was stunned, then shook his head and smiled.

This guy is very resentful.

However, calling his own father a wonderful scolding is really exciting.

Close the door of Xiao Fang, Wu Tie stood under the eaves and quietly stood there for a while.

The rain was still drizzling, and the raindrops hit the roof tiles, and the sound was very dull. The raindrops fell on several large banana leaves in the yard, and the sound was very crisp.

Several stray cats sneaked out from under the banana tree, widened their green eyes, and patted around them, looking for everything they could fill their stomachs.

A big wolf dog who was raising a guard to take care of the yard was squatting in the corner of the yard, also sneaking, squinting its vicious dog eyes, and peeking at several stray cats secretly.

I think a big battle will break out here in a while.

Wu Tie and Xiao Fang lived in a quiet courtyard. The officials were all asleep in the rooms on both sides.

Those city gate officials who had a problem with character and were used to making things difficult for refugees at the city gate, and they lived in a small courtyard next door. It was already late at night, and the courtyard was still very lively.

Wu Tie heard the low moans from several different women. These incompetent guys called girls from outside to have fun. The city lord and other senior officials would not come to the courtyard where these low-ranking officials lived without any trouble.

These guys have turned this yard into a happy and lustful nest.

"Before dying, go crazy?" Wu Tie shook his head, pulled off a piece of hair and shook it gently.

The hair turned into a look that was exactly like Wu Tie. He walked heavily to the door of the house assigned to him. He opened the door and closed the door. He lay on the bed heavily, and fell asleep in shock.

Wu Tie's original suddenly sank into the air and walked invisibly towards the core of the backyard of the city lord's mansion.

Along the way, he easily broke through large formations and restricted restrictions, avoiding the eyes and ears of the city lord's mansion guards who were patrolling. He was as if he was entering a no-man's realm, and easily arrived at the backyard of the city lord's mansion.

The surroundings are rich in pines and cypresses. Among the ancient pines and cypresses that are dozens of feet high, stands a palace made of bluestone. It is thick and simple. The mottled traces left by the years make this palace that covers only about acres more powerful and powerful.

Teams were wearing heavy armor, holding long swords, and their eyes were shining brightly. The guards, whose cultivation was on average, stood in the pines and cypresses at the first and second level of the Divine Realm, guarding the palace to the point of being unblocked.

A layer of glimmer shrouded the entire hall. Through the open main entrance of the hall, you can clearly see the scenes in the hall, but all the sounds were isolated by this layer of glimmer. It was impossible for people outside to hear any movement in the hall.

Fu Feng Youran, the lord of Shanfeng City, is a middle-aged man with great temperament, a beautiful beard, and a famous official style in every move.

He was wearing a loose white robe, squinted his eyes, and looked worriedly at the handsome young man sitting opposite him, wearing a dark green wind dragon robe.

"Is this really going to do this?"

The handsome young man wearing a wind dragon robe and with a crown of jade, and a noble man is Prince Le Fufeng IELTS of the Fufeng Dynasty.

Fufeng IELTS, which is usually graceful and magnificent, has a reputation as "benevolence and righteousness" and "people-friendly", has a stiff skin at this moment and is pale. Under the blue and red lights, it does not have a trace of popularity. Instead, it is a bit like an old zombie who has been around for a long time and returns to the world, giving people an inexplicable sense of hideousness and fierceness.

"What else?" Fu Feng IELTS placed her hands on the armrests of the seat, and her ten fingers were like crazy, constantly tapping the armrests, making a dense "grizzle" sound.

"Breaking the Shanfeng City and facing south for three million miles is the Fufeng Emperor Capital." Fufeng Yasi's fingers spasm and twitched, and his body was trembling as if he had epilepsy.

"I'm not hiding it to you, the Emperor's Capital, now, except for the millions of guards guarding the Imperial City, you can no longer draw any troops." Fufeng Yasi's lips shivered slightly, and a trace of white saliva flowed out unconsciously.

On weekdays, Fufeng IELTS is the most elegant and elegant. Even when he is chased by his princess with a stick, even if he is beaten to escape all over the ground, he is elegant and calm when he runs away.

Even when she was forced by her princess and knelt on the ground and begged for mercy and admitting her mistake, Prince Le Fufeng IELTS, who was kneeling down, was still kneeling calmly, and every movement was perfect and elegant and impeccable.

But now, he couldn't help but drool... Such an inappropriate thing proves that his mood is completely in chaos.

"What about the plan I mentioned before?" Fu Feng stood up suddenly and walked around the hall for a few times.

He suddenly turned around and looked at Fufeng IELTS: "Where is the plan of "Dao Shui Dongling? The princes sent out are all handsome figures from my Fufeng clan. Could it be that none of them... succeeded?"

Fufeng IELTS took a breath slowly: "Yin Wushuang is still commanding the troops to attack the city, which proves that the plan has not been successful."

He raised his hands and rubbed his left and right temples hard. Fufeng IELTS' fingers were too strong, and half of his fingers were embedded in his temples. Blood vessels near his temples burst out, and they were so tense that they seemed to explode at any time. The scene made Fufeng Youran unable to help but thrust his face.

"The news from the imperial capital, Fufeng Xiaoyao, he found the battlefield of Dizi Yiwu... and had already set up a teleportation array."

Fufeng Yasi gritted his teeth and rubbed his head with both hands: "But, but... Yin Wushuang and the others still called him...they..."

Fufeng Yasi gritted his teeth and looked at Fufeng Youran with red eyes: "We can only fight hard. We must severely damage Yinwushuang in Shanfeng City, force him to pick soft persimmons. We must force them to attack the battlefield of Dizi Yiwu..."

"Time, it takes time for the Wind Divine Dynasty to accumulate soldiers and restore vitality."

"As long as we can get the Heaven and Earth Qingfeng Banner, the Fufeng Divine Dynasty will be saved... If we cannot regain the Heaven and Earth Qingfeng Banner, then the battlefield of Dizi Yiwu can at least give us the Fufeng Divine Dynasty, one, one... time to find a way out."

Fufeng is silent leisurely.

He was silent for a long time, and finally hesitated: "But there is no need to use such means... I, the son of the Fufeng Divine Dynasty, think that I can fight to the death with the demons."

Fufeng Yasi put down his hands, he stood up, lowered his head, and spat a mouthful of blood.

He raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said calmly: "It's too urgent, it's so anxious that it's heart-warming, spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, only good... Uncle Youran has confidence in the people of Shanfeng City? But, the elders of the sect, and the adults in the imperial capital don't think so."

He sneered, Fufeng Yasi murmured: "How many refugees have Shanfeng City collected in these days? There are always 30 to 50 million, right?"

Fufeng IELTS raised her head, looked at the wind dragon relief carved on the bluestone roof of the main hall, and murmured: "They are all people of my Fufeng Divine Dynasty... Their city was broken by the demon cub, and they did not fight to the death."

"They can abandon their hometown and escape to Shanfeng City. They can also abandon Shanfeng City and continue to escape."

"Instead of letting them escape, it is better to use them to fight a decisive battle with the demons in Shanfeng City."

As he spoke, Fufeng IELTS vomited another mouthful of blood.

He took out a treasure pill, threw it into his mouth, and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve: "Forcibly activate the innate Ruyi Fan during the day, which shocked the injury. Haha, spitting a few mouthfuls of blood is also beneficial."

He exhaled heavily, and Fufeng IELTS said in a deep voice: "These people have been blessed by my God-Chung for generations, and they should be treated to the grace of God and begged for heaven."

He raised his hands and Fufeng IELTS looked at Fufeng Youran: "Uncle has made the decision to seal the door in the daytime, why are you hesitating now?"

Fufeng smiled bitterly: "The city was closed during the day, just to fight the devil boy to the death. However, the plan you mentioned just now... is really a bit sensational. If it spreads out, my reputation as the Fufeng Divine Dynasty..."

Fufeng Yasi looked at Fufeng Youran solemnly: "Uncle Emperor, you are wrong. What does this matter have to do with my Fufeng Divine Dynasty? These are all done by those ruthless and crazy spies. Can I have any connection with my Fufeng Divine Dynasty?"

With a cold smile, Fufeng IELTS said in a deep voice: "Even if this kind of thing breaks out, will the world believe our explanation, or are it from those demons?"

Fu Feng was silent.

Fufeng IELTS said softly: "So, uncle, later, I will send out the confidant staff of the city lord's mansion to add the 'zombie pill' to the ration distributed to those refugees in the water source in the city."

"Please take the zombie pill, ordinary monks in the Chonglou realm can compete with the physical cultivation of the Fetal Cang Realm... And monks in the Fetal Cang Realm can fight against the masters of the Divine Realm." Fufeng IELTS said in a deep voice: "In Shanfeng City, plus those refugees, the total population exceeds 100 million."

"Over 100 million people can match the powerful zombies in the fetal treacherous realm. We can teach Yinwushuang a heavy lesson."

"We can force Yin Wushuang to force the supreme demon country behind them to pick soft persimmons and pinch them."

"We can buy more time for the Fufeng Divine Dynasty."

With a 'bang', Fufeng IS took out a blue-black medicine cauldron with a color of three feet square and stood on the ground.

In the medicine cauldron, strands of strands make people feel depressed, and a strange fragrance with a faint sense of numbness spread out. Fufeng Youran and Fufeng IELTS's face changed slightly. Then, Fufeng IELTS looked at Fufeng Youran and said in a deep voice: "If the emperor cannot do it, IELTS will be allowed to do it."

Fufeng Youran was silent for a while, and he slowly shook his head: "Forget it, forgot... Maybe you are right. These people have been blessed with the kindness of Fufeng for generations, and it is time for them to serve."

"Oh, I only hope, I only hope..." After a while of silence, Fufeng Youran frowned and looked at Fufeng IELTS: "Is it difficult to refine this zombie pill? If it can be supplied in large quantities, perhaps, we should take the initiative to send a scout fleet these days and gather more refugees."

Fufeng IELTS immediately laughed: "Uncle, it's not difficult to refine this zombie pill, it can be provided in huge quantities."

Fu Feng let out a heavy breath. He seemed to have put down a big stone in his heart and said in a deep voice: "That's good, that's good."

Wu Tie stood quietly in the corner of the hall with his hands behind his back, and could clearly hear what Fufeng Youran and Fufeng IELTS said and did.

The Zombie Pill turns the people of the city into zombies with soaring strength, so as to delay the attack pace of the Wushuang army outside the city, and buy more time for the royal family of the Fufeng Divine Dynasty, the ministers and the powerful families?

Wu Tie shook his head and walked slowly to Fufeng Youran and Fufeng IELTS, and flicked his fingers lightly.

Fufeng Youran and Fufeng IELTS suddenly stiffened and stood there, their bodies could not move at all, and even their souls were frozen, and they could not have a single thought.

Wu Tie sat cross-legged next to the strange medicine cauldron, and casually banned it, locking the medicine cauldron around it, and even a trace of medicine energy could not be leaked.

Carefully opening the medicine cauldron, revealing the strange pills with a size of a thumb in the medicine cauldron, blue-black color, and emitting huge medicinal power. These pills are covered with thin black patterns, and outlining twisted and ferocious faces on the pill.

Just looking at the appearance of this pill, you will know that this is not a good thing.

Wu Tie frowned, pondered for a moment, took out a pill, placed it in front of his nose and sniffed it, scraped off a trace of medicine powder, and placed it on the tip of his tongue to taste it.

Wu Tie has entered the supreme level, and he condensed the Yin and Yang Five Elements and Seven Dao Seals. The pharmacological changes between heaven and earth are ultimately unable to escape the constraints of Yin and Yang Five Elements. Therefore, as his cultivation level improves, Wu Tie's attainments in the alchemy path have also increased.

The zombie pill is weird and terrifying, but the pharmacology is not too profound.

In just one quarter of an hour, Wu Tie analyzed the prescription for the zombie pill and understood the principle of the function of the zombie pill.

After pondering for a while, Wu Tie took out dozens of spiritual medicines, slapped his hands, and ignited a pill fire in the medicine cauldron. He put the spiritual medicine he took out into the alchemy cauldron bit by bit, and modified these zombie pills bit by bit.

After half an hour, at first glance, the zombie pill in the alchemy cauldron was exactly the same as before, without any change.

However, if there is a master-level alchemist who is proficient in alchemy, you can find that the "temperament" of these zombie pills with no changes in appearance has undergone a drastic change from before.

This is an extremely difficult state to guess. Pills also have "temperament"?

Wu Tie looked at the zombie pill with satisfaction that had been completely changed: "Well, I think you don't have this ability... Haha, Mu Fufeng's kindness is going to die for you Fufeng?"

"Why don't you Fufeng Family think about it? Over the years, these civilians have given you Fufeng Family's grace?"

"Without these common people, will you Fufeng eat the northwest wind?"
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