Chapter 427 Smart Boy
There was another mess, and several figures in the colorful light came from the depths of the Qin's house.
A voice that implied anger came out: "Let them go!"
Everyone in the Qin clan heard that this was the voice of the former generation of their family.
Even though his heart was angry, the three avenuemen were driving at the same time, and there were strange weapons that could not even stop the three grades of Shenwu Jing.
They knew that it would be done again, and Qin was not good.
I can only stand the anger of my heart and walk to the side to stand.
Ma Ningyan did not expect that the combat power of the Quanwan clan was so strong that it was so strong.
I thought that with the advantages of the number and the late night raid, it could have a certain success rate.
Now it seems that I am too low to estimate the terrible of the Guizhou clan.
They can survive in countless dynasties, until they are still standing now, enough to explain many things.
As for your own side, he is overestimated.
If there is not a foreign aid rescue, I am afraid that it will die here today.
She felt slightly sad, and just led people to leave.
Suddenly I heard a voice passing into my ears: "The wall of the Qin's house is so unruly, and so many people have been killed and injured.
"In the end of this day, are there any axioms!"
Ma Ningyan looked up in the direction of the blacksmith.
Although she couldn't see anyone, she could still clearly recognize who the voice came from.
When the Qin clan heard this voice, it was even more angry.
Even the Qin clan in the high altitude was sinking.
"You are too much. Obviously, they broke into my Qin's house and slaughtered wildly. How can they fight!"
Jiang Lin's voice came again: "It turns out that this is the case, since the word is held, then it can be played again."
Speaking, Jiang Linsong opened his hand.
The prisoners came out of their hands and shot around the Qin clan.
The arrow flew, and the Qin clan felt the sense of oppression from the Holy Soldier Arrow.
He drank angrily, and he fought towards the arrow.
The cultivation of the peak of Shenwu Realm allows him to face everything.
Even if the arrow in front of you seems to be strong, it doesn't matter.
So far, he hasn't seen his fist that can't fight bad weapons.
When the prisoner's arrow collided with boxing, it was almost a moment, and it broke through the defense.
The Qin clan's pupils contracted, and the face was scared.
"This arrow ..."
His proud fist, in the face of the sacred soldier arrow, it seemed fragile like tofu.
The arrow instantly penetrated the whole arm and drilled out of the shoulder.
Later, he exploded halfway, with different characteristics, accompanied by the power of yin and evil.
The wealthy clan at the peak of Shenwu Realm finally felt the fear of death.
He fell from high altitude, and countless Qin people exclaimed: "The patriarch!"
The breath deep in the Qin's house seemed to move, but the eyes of Xuanhua Road and Jue Yuan Road came over.
In front of the blacksmith's shop, Jiang Lin once again pulled out an arrow in the prisoner and set up on the bow one day by day.
After hesitating the breath deep in the house, he still shrank back after he hesitated.
"What compensation do you want?" The flexing voice came out.
Ma Ningyan didn't respond a bit. He raid the Quan Gu clan late at night, killing many of them, and could still compensate?
Is there such axiom in the world?
The Qin clan shouted in unconvinced: "How can there be such axioms, obviously they are ..."
I didn't finish the words.
The Qin clan of the Yuanwu Jingpin immediately spit out blood and flew out. After landing, it was even more unconscious on the spot.
"Say, what compensation!" The flexed voice was even more angry.
Ma Ningyan looked at the direction of the ironmaker paved subconsciously, and then looked at Xie Zimo and others.
With a deep breath, she gritted his teeth: "We want to be golden for thousands of gold, 100,000 silver, 5,000 horses, weapons, armor ..."
The anger of the Qin clan was burned one by one, broke into our house to kill, and now dare to say so many things!
If you have a life, don't be afraid of no life?
At this time, Jiang Lin's voice came again: "Curgine, compensation is not so."
Ma Ningyan froze, and then he was a little guilty, and it really wanted too much.
Also, even if Grandpa Hong and San Avenue gates, after all, it takes the cheapness of the Qifu clan, how greedy can it be.
Jiang Lin said: "So, I'll teach you once."
Ma Ningyan nodded quickly, regardless of whether Jiang Lin could hear: "Then Grandpa Hong is the master."
She calculated in her heart, if the quantity was reduced to 20 % ...
No, even if it is 10 %, it is considered cheap.
"In this case, then I will say compensation by me."
"First of all, there are millions of gold, two silver, hundreds of thousands of horses, weapons, and armor of 200,000 sets."
"This is a compensation for war damage. As for the innocent person who was crushed and injured, it was calculated based on this standard."
"Such compensation, make up."
Everyone listened quietly, no one spoke, only a pair of eyes that kept wide open.
Even Ma Ningyan was speechless, this is called compensation?
Obviously you can grab, not to mention so elegant.
Even the three big doors couldn't help but look at the blacksmith.
Only Xie Zimo and Xie Tianyou said at the same time: "Uncle Hong said very much, this compensation is reasonable."
Xie Yushuang's voice came in the black and white board. "Uncle Hong is a man, this compensation is indeed reasonable."
The people in the other doors looked at each other, and then said uniformly: "Reasonable."
The Qin clan is vomiting blood, rationally your uncle!
Are you blind?
Who is unclear about who misplaced?
But they understood that Daomen did not understand the blue and red soap, but did not need to understand.
No one can wake up a person who pretend to sleep. This is truth.
The door came here to help the horses to support the scene, and it took it for granted.
The Qin clan did not say a word, they said slightly, and they could really be the Lord.
Deep in the house, the breath has been silent for a long time.
After a while, Jiang Lin's voice came: "My hands are sour."
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
The second prisoner's arrow spanned thousands of meters away and went straight into the Qin's house.
Boom —
Then there was a groan, a faint blood, and came out from the backyard.
The Qin clan was stunned, and the old man was injured?
Jiang Lin took out the third prison soldiers and arrows, and once again aimed at Qin's house, his voice was extremely indifferent.
"There are many such arrows, how many can you pick up?"
The atmosphere of the Qin's house was no longer calm.
In the sound, with a little fear, and fear.
"My Qin family can come up with such compensation, but there is a condition."
"There are many nonsense." Jiang Lin's voice was colder.
With the weapon that transcended the era, there is only one enemy in this world, that is, the top master of the realm of Daowu Realm.
In this era, there are almost few masters that are left.
After all, they are just Taoist realms, not the real gods.
When I get older, old arms and legs may die if they are not careful.
Seeing Jiang Lin's archery again, Ma Ningyan suddenly said, "Grandpa Hong, wait! I want to hear what he said."
Ma Ningyan is very clear. If Qin's surrender these things can be done, it can naturally do it.
But afterwards?
Qin must be resentful, treating himself and others as a thorns in his eyes.
Now there are Daomen helping, and Grandpa Hong's arrow deterred, Qin may not dare to do anything.
But your goal is not a place.
When you play out later, Qin's opportunity is chaotic. What should I do?
It is better to give them a chance to see what the conditions are. Maybe there will be room for turning.
Seeing that Ma Ningyan said this, Jiang Lin slightly loosened the bow string: "Then listen to him for a while."
A voice came from the depths of the house: "Things can be given, but I want to know how to create such weapons."
The words paused, and then said, "I have never seen such an arrow."
"If Qin can know how to build, even if you help you fight the world."
Ma Ningyan's heart tightened, and subconsciously said: "Never possible, these weapons are ..."
"Ningyan." Jiang Lin's voice came, and the voice of Ma Ningyan stopped abruptly.
Jiang Lin stood in front of the blacksmith's shop and frowned slightly.
In the later generations, the Quanfu clan monopolized the elite blacksmith and various rare resources.
Even the secret recipes of Bao Bing were blocked to almost no one.
Is this an inevitable thing, or accident?
If you give it yourself, it is inevitable.
But don't give it?
The Quanwan clan has already seen such a weapon and knows its existence. Is it really impossible to create it by himself?
Gu Anning suddenly pulled Jiang Lin and asked, "Is Grandpa who is afraid? Will they be bad for us?"
"Um." Jiang Lin nodded without denying.
"Then do you think they ponder, can they build it?" Gu Anning asked again.
Jiang Lin was considering this. Is it possible for the Quan and wealth clan to study the secret recipes of Bao Bing.
"Is such a weapon thought about it by Grandpa?"
"Yes." Jiang Lin nodded.
Bao Bing's secret recipe was indeed exposed to understanding after breaking through the Yuanwu realm.
"I think, although Grandpa, although Grandpa is powerful, maybe what you can think about, maybe they can."
"On the contrary, if you can use this weapon to get their help, it will take advantage."
"After all, they can also build weapons. We will not have such help."
"If you can get the help of the wealthy clan, what the mother must do is easier."
"And these wealthy clans are linked to each other. Maybe a passage of ten, ten passes, we can win many places without blood."
Jiang Lin looked down in surprise, Gu Anning's browsing eyebrows, handsome and handsome.
At this moment, the eyes are like a torch.
"This kid ... it seems very smart."
Although Gu Anning said more idealized, it was logically that there was no problem.
Anyone can build weapons, but the help of the wealthy clan can be obtained by anyone?
With an uncertain thing, it seems that it does not lose a certain benefit.
(End of this chapter)