General Li, Li Xinfan!
When everyone heard this name, their hearts trembled slightly.
Even Ni Yunhong couldn't help but his face changed slightly.
This is not a military camp located near Linhai, but the Fucheng Military Camp is the largest military group in a county.
This Li Xinfan is no ordinary cultivator, but a dignified ancestor of the Supreme Dao. Together with the city lord Deng Xiyuan, he is the most powerful warrior in the royal family in Changlong County. If we look at the power in his hands alone, even the Ni family, which has three ancestors of the Extreme Dao, dare not say that it can overwhelm him.
Although Ouyang Ming has a small reputation, it is still beyond everyone's expectation that he can be valued so highly by such a person.
With a forced smile, Ouyang Ming said: "Captain Zhang, how did General Li know about this unknown guy?"
"Nobody?" Zhang Mingzhe laughed dumbly and said: "Master Ou, you underestimate yourself too much." He straightened his face and said: "Brothers all admire you for what you have done, and I am grateful from the bottom of my heart. Haha, General Li personally ordered that if I see you, I must thank you with military salutes."
Everyone became more and more puzzled. The old craftsman touched Ouyang Ming lightly and asked in a low voice: "Boy, what did you do?"
Ouyang Ming was stunned for a while and said, "I didn't do anything..."
Zhang Mingzhe shook his head slightly and sighed: "Master Ou, in order to seek justice for our soldiers, you fought against the imperial merchants on your own, and taught their nobles a lesson. Have you forgotten such a big thing?"
The old craftsman's eyes widened, he looked at Ouyang Ming and cursed in his heart, "What's going on? I'll make sure this kid explains it to me when I get home."
Ouyang Ming was startled and said: "Captain Zhang, this is what I should do in the first place. It's just a trivial matter, not worthy of General Li's concern."
"Little things? Haha..." Zhang Mingzhe laughed, but there was a hint of unspeakable bitterness in his laughter. He lowered his voice and said: "Master Ou, besides you, how many people are willing to do this for our soldiers? What about getting ahead?"
Ouyang Ming opened his mouth and looked at Zhang Mingzhe, who had a bitter look on his face, but was speechless.
A person who is willing to offend the Huangshang family for a fire chief, and a dead fire chief, and is still unwilling to give up even when two Ji Dao ancestors come forward. Looking at the world, how many can there be
However, although these things are realistic, once they are mentioned, they will inevitably chill the soldiers. Therefore, even Zhang Mingzhe did not dare to make any noise.
"Master Ou, please!" Zhang Mingzhe stretched out his hand to guide and led everyone into the military camp.
As they walked along, Ouyang Ming obviously noticed that the number of people around them gradually increased. These people were whispering to each other, and once he turned his head to look, there was always someone in that direction saluting him from afar.
However, no one stopped them, they just watched silently from a distance, saluted silently, and expressed their high respect in the unique way of soldiers.
Ouyang Ming was excited. He held his head high and followed the old craftsman, walking calmly in the eyes of everyone.
At this moment, he firmly believed that everything he did was right.
Even if he offends the city lord or offends the imperial businessman, he will never regret it.
Finally, after entering the military camp, the crowd gradually dwindled. This is the residence of senior military officers and not everyone can enter.
A hearty voice sounded: "Ouyang Ming is here, great!"
Chen Yifan's familiar figure suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes. However, after he came out, his eyes were immediately attracted by the spear on Ouyang Ming's back, and he even turned a blind eye to Old Jiangtou and others.
"Xiao Ou, is this a weapon forged for this general?" Chen Yifan asked straight to the point.
Ouyang Ming smiled slightly, Chen Yifan was still as cheerful as before.
"General, this is the weapon I gave you. Take a look. Are you satisfied with it?" Ouyang Ming untied the spear and threw it directly.
If ordinary people want to enter a heavily guarded military camp, they must go through numerous inspections, and if they want to bring in such an obviously homemade spear, they don't even think about it.
However, after learning Ouyang Ming's name, all the soldiers unanimously ignored the spear and allowed him to bring it in smoothly.
Chen Yifan stretched out his hand to take it. His eyes were fixed on the head of the gun, and he shuddered involuntarily.
He held the gun with both hands and shook it slightly. The gun body vibrated and made a buzzing sound. The sound shook the eardrums and chilled people's hearts.
"This... is a good gun!" Chen Yifan's eyes were shining, and he did not hide his joy: "Come on, let me try the gun!"
Come on, he turned around and walked directly into the yard arranged for him with a long gun.
Zhang Mingzhe, Ouyang Ming and others looked at each other. Although they all understood Chen Yifan's temperament, they were too arbitrary in doing so.
The old craftsman coughed and said: "Hey, General Chen is like this, so willful. Haha, let's go in too."
"Yes, yes." Zhong Yunda nodded repeatedly and agreed.
However, the two old men secretly thought in their hearts, General Chen, even if you see something good, you should be more reserved. There are still officers from the Fucheng Military Camp here.
Everyone had different thoughts. When they entered the courtyard, they saw a gun shadow unfolding in front of them.
Chen Yifan held a spear in his hand, and his body flashed, and people snatched it away, like a dragon. The spear unfolded in his hand, like a blue dragon flying in the clouds, writhing and playing in the courtyard.
Suddenly, the dragon turned its head and seemed to glare at everyone.
As a result, everyone felt a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts, as if the light from the gun shadow was really like a huge dragon that could swallow them whole.
Feeling the coldness that was constantly being released from the shadow of the gun, the three arms blacksmiths, the old craftsman, all felt chills in their hearts, and slowly moved back, farther and farther away.
On the contrary, Ouyang Ming and Zhang Mingzhe watched intently. Zhang Mingzhe admired him in his heart. He was worthy of being the leader of a battalion. This level of cultivation was far beyond his own reach.
Ouyang Ming, on the other hand, was very excited. His understanding of the Chen family's marksmanship was far from what he had been in the past. When he looked at Chen Yifan's marksmanship and confirmed it with what he had learned in his heart, he actually felt that he had gone a step further. Naturally, he felt happy in his heart.
Chen Yifan suddenly dropped the gun tip to the ground, dragged the gun and walked away. After a few steps, he shouted loudly, and the spear head jumped up like a poisonous snake and stabbed into the void.
This shot condensed all his energy and energy. If someone was chasing behind him at this moment, they would be turned into powder under this unstoppable shot.
When the Chen family's carbine was used in his hands, it had a different charm.
"Good marksmanship!"
Several people entered from outside the door. The first one was slender and smiling, as if he had been pampered for a long time, but the sparkling light between his eyes made people dare not look directly at him.
Chen Yifan put away his gun and stood up, solemnly saying: "General Li!"
Zhang Mingzhe knelt half on the ground and shouted: "General Li!"
Ouyang Ming and others immediately knew the identity of the visitor, and they bowed together. Lao Jiangtou and Ouyang Ming had recently seen a lot of the three Ji Dao ancestors of the Ni family, and their performance was pretty good. However, Zhong Yunda and his two brothers were so trembling that they didn't even know how to place their hands and feet.
Li Xinfan nodded slightly and said, "No courtesy." He smiled and said, "Yifan, your marksmanship has improved again, and the Chen family has a successor."
Chen Yifan solemnly said: "Thank you for the compliment, General." He flicked his wrist and said: "Xiaguan's marksmanship is still the same, but this gun..." He hesitated and said: "Ouyang Ming, what grade is this gun? ?”
He has practiced marksmanship since he was a child. He has seen countless spears, and he naturally knows their grades well. However, looking at the spear in his hand, he was unable to judge its true grade.
To him, that was something incredible.
In fact, there was a vague guess in his mind. However, this guess was really wishful thinking and prevented him from asking.
Li Xinfan laughed loudly and said: "Yifan, your eyesight is no longer good, bring it to me to see."
Chen Yifan hesitated and reluctantly handed over the spear.
Li Xinfan smiled and scolded: "You kid, when did you become so stingy and mother-in-law... Huh?" His words suddenly stopped, and he looked at the spear carefully, but his expression gradually became serious.
"This, this is... a magic weapon?" After a moment, he suddenly shouted.
With the identity and cultivation of the Ji Dao Ancestor, he would actually lose his composure like this.
However, this is not surprising. When the three ancestors of the Ni family saw the magical weapon forged by Ou Yangming for the first time, their performance was not much better.
"A magical weapon, is it really a magical weapon?" Chen Yifan exclaimed with his eyes shining brightly.
He had had a premonition at first, but the conclusion was too shocking, so he didn't dare to speak.
Li Xinfan shook his wrist, and several gun flowers bloomed, saying: "What a gun, what a gun!" There was a hint of envy and unreserved appreciation in his voice.
Everyone secretly thought, isn't this nonsense? If the magic weapon is not a good gun, then what kind of equipment in the world can be called a good word
Chen Yifan watched helplessly, intent on snatching it back, but in the end he did not dare to do it.
Although he is the leader of a battalion, he not only holds power, but also comes from a famous family and has far more knowledge than anyone else can match. But precisely because of this, he understands better what a magic weapon represents
Such equipment is simply not something he can possess.
Even if he cultivates in this life and is lucky enough to reach the realm of his ancestors, it is unlikely that he will obtain a portable magic weapon.
But now, this opportunity to possess a magic weapon was placed in front of him. Watching the spear flying in Li Xinfan's hand, his heart also moved with it, rising and falling without stopping for a moment.
After a while, Li Xinfan finally stopped and asked in Chen Yifan's eyes full of expectation and worry: "Yifan, where did this magical weapon of yours come from?"