Zhou Cheng rubbed his eyes. The young man wearing a hat looked familiar. The guy who poured the charcoal pot... That was Dahua. The strong man in front of the letter stall had a big scar on his face. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a Tartar!

Zhou Cheng was startled and rubbed his eyes again. The bustling crowds in the bustling street market, as soon as he rubbed his eyes, the people wandering on the street looked familiar now, and they now have weapons in their hands.

A thought arose in Zhou Cheng's heart.

Tatar Guard!

These people are the Tartar Guards under my aunt!

Zhou Cheng wanted to hit someone, but he missed himself.

After arriving in Baoding Mansion, he was detained in Chaoyang. Zhou Zheng liked him very much and treated him like his biological grandson. He was about to be crazy. Today, Zhou Tong asked him to come out to fight, and he was very happy.

He actually forgot that his aunt came to the gate and brought a hundred Tartar guards.

He was instantly lost. It turned out that my aunt didn't just bring them to fight, but also brought the Tartar Guards.

It turns out that he is still not strong enough.

However, he seems to be a vanguard, yes, he is a vanguard, taking the lead!

Zhou Cheng immediately became happy again and waved his fists at the more and more Tartar guards. Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him, and everyone's eyes looked at Zhou Tong.

Here, the Tatar Guards were only dispatched by Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong nodded again, and the Tartar guards passed by her like tigers down the mountain and rushed towards the Liu Family Martial Arts Hall.

Xiao Ren had come to Zhou Tong at some point. He was covered in coarse cloth and brown, but he was still standing out like a crane, making people see him in the crowd at a glance.

Zhou Tong smiled like a flower: "I obviously asked Xu An to bring people here, why are you here?"

Xiao Ren had a cold face: "Brothers in war, father and son are in battle, we are husband and wife, aren't we supposed to come together?"

Zhou Tong wrinkled his nose at him, looking disgusted: "I haven't gotten married yet, who is the husband and wife with you?"

"I've been engaged, but I'm just going to have a marriage ceremony. What's not a couple?" Before Zhou Tong could retort, Xiao Ren grabbed her hand and said to Mrs. Jiang and Zhou Cheng, "Come with them quietly."

When I returned to the Liu Family Martial Arts Hall again, it was more lively outside the Liu Family Martial Arts Hall.

The disciples of the Liu family's martial arts disciples were still fighting with Qiu Sheng's men. When the Taurus guards rushed over, they happened to run into Bing Shijiu and the others. However, the Taurus guards did not meet head-on, and scattered and formed a battle formation in an instant!

When it comes to fighting alone, they are not the opponents of the dead soldiers; but they are soldiers and they are good at collective combat, and they prefer to win less.

Five people followed Bing Shijiu to chase them out. When Zhou Tong was just underground, she saw them, but she couldn't name them. Only Bing Shijiu was familiar with her, but she still remembered her name incorrectly.

In her previous life, she had a bad memory, but she knew a lot of people in the Death Warrior Camp, at least not less than others in the same group.

But she almost didn't know all the dead men here today, and she didn't even know each other well.

In the battle of Luoyang, as well as the two large-scale anti-Shixian Cults in Beijing and Yanbei, although the people who died on the surface were ordinary sects, it seems that there are many people who were killed or injured by the Tushiwei.

And these people should have been transferred from places outside the Dead Warrior Camp. They are different from Zhou Tong and Xin Wu in their previous lives. They did not grow up in the Dead Warrior Camp.

This is also what makes Zhou Tong feel strange.

She had only tried B19's skills. She could be sure that these people's martial arts skills were from the Death Soldiers Camp, but except B19, where were these people before?

Is it another camp of death warriors she guessed?

Zhou Tong said in a deep voice: "Leave a living mouth."

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud shout shouted out from her mouth: "Kill!"

With the word "kill", she and Xiao Ren disappeared into the chaotic crowd again.

Those who disappeared with them were Mrs. Jiang and the second-mei Jiang who emerged from somewhere.

Zhou Cheng saw these people disappear in front of him, and when they left, they didn't take him with him!

They agreed on it in advance, but did not discuss it with him, so they would not take him!

Zhou Cheng wanted to cry, Mutou patted his shoulder and said, "Miss Tong has ordered to kill the enemy!"

Yes, why did he behave in trouble? My aunt did give the order. Although she didn't bring him with her, she asked him to stay here and kill the enemy with the Tartar Guards.

Suddenly, he felt something was on his hands. He looked down and saw that the wood handed him a small crossbow like a magic trick.

"You still bring this?" Zhou Cheng was surprised.

"I originally wanted to bring Zhang Dadi over, but Miss Tong said it was too eye-catching and didn't let me take it with me." Mutou said.

"This is enough. Come on, silly Mutou, I will let you see who is the number one archer in the Yanbei Army."

Zhou Cheng took an arrow and shot at the person he had just seen underground.

The melee on Liuhe Street is still continuing, but Zhou Tong has already walked into the lobby of the Liujiawu Pavilion.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw a man sitting on a chair in the main hall.

Zhou Tong was stunned. She never expected that the person who appeared here at this moment would be this person.

She smiled helplessly, and she thought it would be a slaughter guard or other heavyweight.

But it turns out...

"The boss Wen Rong and Wen Qi?" Zhou Tong said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Ren, Jiang Pozi, and Jiang Ermei were both stunned. They did not expect that Wen Shiqi was so young!

A young man sat upright on the chair of the Grand Master, at most seventeen or eighteen years old, with clear eyebrows and pale faces and a little weak at first glance, but his eyes were astonishingly bright, but they were also cold, just like the brightest cold star flashing in the night sky after a snowy night.

The boy grinned, stretched out his white and slender hands, and clapped his applause.

"Wen Rong, the girl has a lot of eyesight, but she is also very brave and dares to go back."

Zhou Tong also smiled and said, "Boss Wen, you have calculated that I will come back, so you are waiting for me here? By the way, I almost forgot to ask you, where is my adoptive mother, how can she be safe?"

Wen Shiqi frowned slightly and said, "It's hard for the girl to have this filial piety. It's not right, it's filial piety. The girl's adoptive mother is not in my hands. Oh, I might not believe it after I told her, otherwise I wouldn't have tried my best to meet her. Unfortunately, she still disappointed her."

Disappointed? You are so good at speaking.

Zhou Tong smiled brightly, and she asked again: "Since Master Wen said that, then my adoptive mother is really not here. I thought that just by holding her son in your hand, she would come to you to find you by yourself. It seems that I was wrong, sorry."
Chapter completed!