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Chapter 59 Simple and rude solutions

"Haha, I will let them not have the chance to come to the Qing tribe." Qing Kehen laughed: "Before they mobilize their troops, I will cut off another psychic master of the Baquan Gang! At that time, the Baquan Gang will have no leader, and no need for me to do it, someone will come to clean up the Baquan Gang. For example, with the good neighbor of the Baquan Gang, the "Giant Sword Sect", they dream of Bahong Chuang dead."

Qing Keshen likes to use the easiest way to solve the problem. Since the leader of the Baquan Gang wants to attack the Qing tribe, he will kill Ba Hong of the Baquan Gang!

This is the reason why it is said that the king is captured first by capturing a thief. This is the easiest way, no one!

At that time, the Baquan Gang will face the "Giant Sword Sect". The scene will definitely be a little more chaotic. As long as Qing Kesun takes advantage of the situation, the Baquan Gang will definitely finish playing.

Then as long as the tribes pay attention to defense issues in recent times, there will be no major problems.

"Then you get up and go to the Box Gang now?" asked Oil Paper Umbrella.

"Don't worry, the people from the Baquan Gang are not coming so quickly... In a few days, it will be the day when the people from the Qingcheng Sect come to test the qualifications of the personnel. The Baquan Gang dares not act in these few days, otherwise they will not give face to the Qingcheng Sect." Qing Kehen explained.

In the next few days, he will first heal Qingyu's injury and let him successfully enter the "Qingcheng Sect". As long as he returns to the Qing family tribe, Qing Kesun will be sure to make Qingyu lively within a few days.

Entering the "Qingcheng Sect" is Qingyu's hope and Qing Keshen's expectation for his brother.

"Well, and I'll make some preparations in these few days." Qing Kehen laughed and said, "With true energy, I can prepare my first trump card..."

Go and cut off Ba Hongchuang, Qing Kesun must prepare to make a trump card.

Not far away, the wolf bear dragged Deacon Hao's head and slowly walked towards the Qingcao. The fur on its body was waterproof, just like a lotus leaf, without dripping water. The rain fell on its fur, just like some oil, condensed into strings of water beads and rolled down from its fur. So after the rain stopped, it just shook its body and its body was clean.

Qing Kesen gently patted the wolf bear's head and placed the green feather on the wolf bear's body. Then he gently floated on the wolf bear's back.

"Go back to the Qing tribe." Qing Kehen said softly. He knew that this wolf bear was very smart and could understand people's words.

The wolf bear snorted a few times and walked towards the Qing tribe with steps.

"Can the wolf bear practice like us?" Qing Kehen asked in a good mood, carrying an oil paper umbrella.

"It's still trying, but after practicing the 'Dao Building Realm Gathering Layer', its body has become much stronger." The oil paper umbrella said.

"Haha, a ferocious beast who knows kung fu is very powerful!" Qing Kehen patted the wolf bear: "I decided to give you a name, so you can call him a master in the future! You must become a powerful ferocious beast martial arts practitioner in the future!"

The wolf bear snorted. Before he became a martial arts master, he already had the airs of a martial arts practitioner.

"Hahahaha!" A series of laughter laughed down from the blue mark.

The two, one bear and one umbrella, returned to the Qing tribe. On the way, they passed by the bronze building that looked like the "Wild Tower".

The green carvings stopped the wolf bear, and he came to the edge of the bronze building. He looked at the location where he had poked a hole before, and there was still a clear finger hole at this location.

Qing Kesen looked thoughtful and stared at the bronze building for a long time before returning to the wolf bear's back.

"Is there anything strange about this building?" asked Oil Paper Umbrella.

"Well, this bronze building is actually nothing strange. Because it is just a imitator. Its original shape should be a circular tower. This imitation is just part of the circular tower. That circular tower has something to do with me." Qing Kesun said.

"That's it..." The oil-paper umbrella suddenly became very cheerful: "Please beg me, Qingcao!"

"What?" Qing Keshen was puzzled.

"Well, I seem to have seen something similar, but the pattern on it is different from the pattern of this building. And the thing I saw is only the size of a palm." said the oil paper umbrella.

"Really? Then tell me where is it." Qing Kehen said.

"Please, please!"

"Didn't you say you want to train me to be a peerless master? This thing is related to whether I can become stronger." Qing Kehen said.

"Please, I'll tell you if you want me."

"Then forget it, just tell me when you are in the mood." Qing Kehen smiled. Anyway, the oil paper umbrella knows everything he knows sooner or later. He is not worried that the oil paper umbrella will not be said, Qing Kehen has already understood its character.

Oil paper umbrella: "…"

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The Qing clan at this time

Sister Qing Zhaodi drove more than fifty horses and pulled a huge carriage back to the Qing tribe. Her carriage was filled with armor and weapons.

It was not easy to drive away more than fifty horses, so it took them so long to return to the tribe.

Qingyan, who finally woke up, sat beside Qingzhaodi. She slept sweetly all the way until she returned to the Qing tribe. The tribesmen surrounded her excitedly, and the noisy sounds woke her up.

All the members of the Qing clan tribe were crowded out and they watched Qing Zhaodi and Qing Yan inhumanely.

"Isn't this the horse of the heavy armored cavalry of the Baquan Gang?" The people of the Qing clan were deeply impressed by the cavalry of the Baquan Gang.

"And this carriage is the same!"

"Oh my God, don't you see the heavy armor worn by the cavalry of the Domineering Fist Gang?"

Qingzhaodi and Qingyan smiled at each other.

When the clan leader Qinghong heard the news that Qing Zhaodi replied, he didn't even put on his shoes and rushed over.

"Has I saved it? Has the person been saved?" The clan leader Qinghong waved his hands excitedly.

"Class leader, Qingyan has been rescued." Qingzhao responded to the patriarch.

Qinghong excitedly gave Qingyan a hug: "Okay... OK. Just save it, otherwise I really don't know how to explain to your dead father."

"Yeah." Qingyan smiled sweetly. She seemed to have a dream. After dreaming that after she was captured by the people from the Baquan Gang, the eldest brother suddenly appeared and killed all the enemies like a hero. Then she was awakened and then found that she had been taken back to the Qing tribe.

She thought she was dreaming...but the carriage under her, the armor and weapons on the carriage, and the more than fifty horses in front of her reminded her that all this was not a dream. She was really rescued.

"Is it because of Qing Keshen's last wife who took action?" asked the clan leader Qing Hong with a very wise man.

"No." Qing Zhaodi replied.

"Then... why did you save Qingyan? You even snatch so many war horse armor?" asked the clan leader Qinghong.

"Of course, Qing Kehen and I cut off the enemy and then rescued Qingyan." Qing Zhaodi replied naturally.

Qinghong laughed and nodded.

All the tribesmen smiled tacitly, and then nodded strangely.

Only Qingyan nodded seriously. Did the elder brother save her?

"Hey, where is the Qing Kesun and Qing Yu?" The patriarch found that the two most important characters were not there.

"The people from the Baquan Gang left in two directions, and Qingyu was taken away by another group of people. Qing Kehen has already gone to save Qingyu. I guess he will come back soon." Qing Zhaodi replied.

"That's good...that's good." Clan Chief Qinghong nodded vigorously, his face smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum...

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