A conflict broke out here, which immediately attracted many people near the camp to watch, pointing and whispering from a distance. Qin Ming, as the young master of the Daming Palace, belongs to the first-line government circle, and many high-level sects know him.
Qin Ming's face was extremely ugly. He absolutely did not dare to accept Chu Jun's challenge, but if he did not accept the challenge, how could he survive in terms of face. This time, he and his father took the initiative to invite Sui to come forward, intending to follow the eldest prince to gain some credit. When the eldest prince sat on the position of continent leader in the future, he could also get some credit. Even if he could not become the palace lord, he could gain some credit. City Lord Dangdang is also good. However, he lost his prestige not long after he arrived. How will he command the people of various sects in the Ming Dynasty next!
"Chu Jun, don't be arrogant. The position of the young master of the camp was conferred by the eldest prince himself, so whoever wants to sit can take it!" An old man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul next to Qin Ming said coldly.
Chu Jun spread his hands and said: "It turns out that the eldest prince personally sealed it, no wonder!"
Chu Jun's tone was joking, and anyone who wasn't a fool could understand the meaning behind his words. He was clearly mocking Qin Ming for taking the back door to get the position of camp leader.
Qin Ming took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "I am now the camp leader of the Daming Camp. There are eight castles in the Daming Palace. The recruits from all sects must be controlled by the camp leader. Chu Jun , as the temporary team leader of Youri City, you are the direct subordinate of the camp leader. From now on, you people in Youri City are responsible for the safety of the camp twelve hours a day. We have to arrange for manpower to be on guard!”
After saying that, without waiting for Chu Jun to agree, Qin Ming flicked his sleeves and led the people away from the Tianhuang Sect's camp!
The big stick took a sip and said carelessly: "Pull a hammer!"
Chu Jun just smiled indifferently. Anyway, the two sides had already formed a feud, and the Lord of the Ming Dynasty was from the eldest prince's family, so there was no need to give him face, and he would be offended if he offended him.
Returning to the camp as if nothing had happened, Chu Jun asked Fan Jian and Da Bang Chui about their recent situation.
Chu Jun saw that Fan Jian was hesitant to speak, and couldn't help but asked strangely: "Bitch, just fart when you want, hesitating is not your style!"
Fan Jian gritted his teeth and was about to tell Li Xiangjun about forming his own force in private. A Tianhuang Sect disciple loudly reported outside the tent: "Reporting to the sect master, there is a man named Luo Heng outside asking for an audience!"
Chu Jun and Fan Jian couldn't help but be overjoyed, and blurted out at the same time: "Please!"
After not seeing each other for more than two years, Luo Heng was still as cold as ever, his tall and straight figure was like an unsheathed sword, and the cold sword intent emanating from his whole body was frightening. Stepping into the camp, Luo Heng's terrifying sword intent subsided, and without saying a word, he just nodded slightly towards Chu Jun and Fan Jian.
"Haha, Lao Luo, I haven't seen you for two years, and my cultivation has improved again!" Chu Jun happily gave Luo Heng a bear hug.
His little eyes curved into two crescent moons, and he shouted sweetly: "Brother Luo Heng!"
Luo Heng stretched out his hand and patted his little head, with a cold smile on his face: "Growing taller again!"
Zheng! Suddenly there was a sword roar, and as the sword light flashed by, Luo Heng had already exchanged swords with Fan Jian several times while he was talking.
Xiaoxiao couldn't help but flattened his mouth and said helplessly: "Here we go again!"
That fellow Da Bangchui sneaked out of the tent very cleverly, so as not to become a disaster!
Facts have proved that Big Stick's approach was wise. Not long after he slipped out, the tent was cut into a honeycomb by countless sharp swords. Chu Jun couldn't help but sigh secretly, and a majestic spiritual power surged out, immediately knocking Fan Jian and Luo Heng away, and said with a stinking look on his face: "You guys, go out and fight, this is going to be demolished." My tent!"
Fan Jian and Luo Heng sheathed their swords at the same time. The former curled his lips and said, "Isn't it just a tent made by Shenji Pavilion? I'll pay you!"
"What the hell!" Luo Heng said.
Chu Jun couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Okay, you are the uncles. We haven't seen each other for two years. It's a raging fire. Why don't you go outside and make out before you come back!"
Little giggled!
"Bah, boss, please don't be so disgusting!" Fan Jian shuddered and glanced at Luo Heng with disdain.
Luo Heng said coldly: "Just looking at Fan Jian makes me want to vomit!"
Fan Jian suddenly felt as if his tail had been stepped on, and cursed: "Fart, cold-faced ghost, I want to cut you every time I see you!"
"I'm afraid you can't cut it!"
"Grandma, let's go out for a duel, but first we agreed that you have to suppress your spiritual power to the middle stage of Golden Core!"
"Early stage of golden elixir!"
"Your uncle!"
"Your second uncle!"
Chu Jun couldn't help but feel a headache. He waved his hand and said: "You two gentlemen, can you challenge me later and listen to what I have to say!"
"Say!" Fan Jian and Luo Heng turned their heads at the same time.
Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and laughed so much that she rolled into Chu Jun's arms, her shoulders shrugging. Chu Jun raised his hand and slapped the girl's little butt. The latter made a sound, covered her little butt, and pursed her mouth with a red face.
"Lao Luo, you came to me just to challenge Fan Jian, right?" Chu Jun ignored the charming Xiao Xiao and looked at Luo Heng and asked.
Luo Heng put away his flying sword and sat down and said: "Of course not, I never thought that this loser would be here!"
"Cold-faced ghost, if you tell me to kill you again, I won't be able to kill you!" Fan Jian couldn't help but said angrily.
"Destroy goods!"
"Your sister!" Fan Jian couldn't help but say Chu Jun's catchphrase.
Chu Jun said with a smile: "Then what do you want from me?"
"I just heard someone said that you were having sex with someone else, so I came here to take a look. I had already estimated that you would lead the Tianhuang Sect!" Luo Heng said calmly, then turned to Xiaoxiao and smiled: "Xiaoxiao Ling'er, do you have any wine?"
Xiaoxiao has loved drinking since he was a child. He is a typical little alcoholic and has a lot of good wine hidden in his body. Fan Jian lived in the Tianhuang Sect for a period of time. In addition to practicing swordsmanship with Fan Jian every day, he would also beg for drinks from Xiaoxiao. The guy who has always been cold-faced and cold-hearted only smiles often when he is in front of his little one.
"A greedy drunkard, I don't know how to bring wine, but I always ask others for it. Are you ashamed?" Xiaoxiao smiled and took out a pot of milk and fruit wine from the semi-spiritual tribe. He poured four glasses with his hands and feet, and took it first. Grab a glass and drink it deliciously. Chu Jun usually strictly controls her drinking and is only allowed to drink one drink a day, but now she has to drink as much as she can when she gets the chance.
Chu Jun said with a smile: "I just had a little conflict with Qin Ming, the young master of the Daming Palace, but I didn't start a fight!"
Luo Heng nodded and was not surprised. With Chu Jun's character, Luo Heng would not be the least bit surprised even if he started working with Master Zhou. Chu Jun took a sip of the wine and asked with a smile, "Why are you here too?"
Without waiting for Luo Heng's answer, Fan Jian interjected: "Haotian Sect is from Minma City, Bianyang Prefecture, and is also among the Yingzhao sects. Our sword cultivators are originally majoring in killing, and we improve our cultivation through killing. The cold-faced ghost. It would be weird if you don’t come!”
Luo Heng glanced at Fan Jian coldly and said, "Dehuo, have you been working as a bodyguard for others in the past two years?"
Fan Jian rolled his eyes and said: "My bodyguard, you have such a look on your face. During this period, I have killed not only 1,000 but also 800 ghosts!"
"You can't brag!"
"Don't believe it, during this period I have been wandering around the battlefields of humans and ghosts, specifically hunting down lone ghosts!"
"Damn it, why didn't you come to me for such a good thing!" Luo Heng glared at Fan Jian.
Fan Jian chuckled: "Isn't there a chance now?"
"That's true!" Luo Heng nodded.
"Hehe, drink and drink!" Xiaoxiao stood up and filled the glasses for the three of them diligently, then filled a glass for himself, glanced at Chu Jun secretly, and seeing that he didn't object, he happily picked up the glass and took a big sip. .
"Chu Jun, do you think the eldest prince will send troops this time?" Luo Heng asked.
Chu Jun shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, but at this time the ghost clan is so powerful that the Tianchen Army in Xingchen Continent has been beaten to the point of losing their courage. It may be difficult to win with the 100,000 troops of the eldest prince!"
Luo Heng nodded and said: "I think so too, but it won't be worth it if we people are used as cannon fodder!"
Chu Jun smiled and said: "If the eldest prince just wants to use us as cannon fodder, then he will definitely fail this time!"
"How to say?"
"Although we people are not as well-trained as the regular army, we are better because we each have our own strengths. As long as we use them well, we can definitely play a great role. Moreover, there are ten Nascent Souls in one city, and sixteen cities in two prefectures. There are one hundred and sixty Nascent Souls and nearly two thousand Golden Cores. What a powerful force this is. If the eldest prince only wants to use us as cannon fodder to consume the power of the ghost clan, then what reason does he have to Win!" Chu Jun said calmly.
Fan Jian curled his lips and said, "It's obvious that he wants us to be stationed on the front line and use us as cannon fodder!"
"No matter how many there are, I just have to fight if I can!" Luo Heng drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, she smiled sweetly, picked up the wine bottle and served it to Luo Hengman, and said with a smile: "Drink, drink!" Then he filled up his empty glass, and was about to pick it up to taste it, but was stopped by Chu Jun flicked his forehead.
Xiao Nizi drank two glasses of wine, her pretty pink face was flushed, her eyes were watery, she was really beautiful, she said coquettishly to Chu Jun: "Brother Jun, I just have one drink, and I won't drink it until I finish it." "
Chu Jun couldn't help but glared at her: "Little drunkard, drink slowly!"
Xiaoxiao shrugged her nose, revealing a small dimple on her cheek, picked up the wine glass and began to sip it in a ladylike manner!
"By the way, I'm going to go to Tianlang City to inquire about the situation. Are you interested?" Luo Hengdao.
Fan Jian hurriedly said: "Such an exciting thing can't be done without me!"
"I want to go too!" Xiao Xiaogulu drank all the wine.
Chu Jun nodded: "That's fine, I originally planned to go to Tianlang City to inquire about the situation!"
When Xiaoxiao saw that Chu Jun didn't object, he jumped up with joy. He picked up the wine bottle and filled himself a glass. However, Chu Jun took it over and drank it before he could drink it. He suddenly flattened his mouth.
Fan Jian couldn't help but laugh, handed his cup over and said: "Come on, drink from Brother Jian, look how nice Brother Jian is to you!"
"I won't drink your saliva!"