Bright Era

The Wing Man’s attack lasted five days and five nights.

There was no stopping, the wings made a monotonous ‘pop’, and the wingmen, who came in like a tide, continued to attack for five days and five nights. Lin Qi didn't know how many puppets were killed by the Tiger and Fox tribes in Sky Castle.

Lin Qi only knew that during these five days and five nights, he basically couldn't hear anything other than the flapping of wings, and couldn't see anything other than white wings. Even if he closed his eyes, he could still see the scarlet eyes and the afterimages left by the white wings.

Especially the monotonous "Papa" clapping sound is enough to make people crazy. And when this monotonous ‘pop’ sound became a bang, it even possessed the terrifying power to split the soul. In the five days and five nights of the attack, many Tiger tribesmen who had just stepped into the semi-god state retreated to rest due to exhaustion. They were not injured, but were about to collapse due to the monotonous sound.

For five days and five nights without sleep, no matter how much power you use, there are still rolling wingers coming in endlessly. Kill one million, two million, or ten or twenty million wingmen? Lin Qi also couldn't estimate a specific figure.

But he clearly remembered that the number of Eight Wing Wings killed in the past few days totaled 27,953.

These are more than 20,000 powerful winged men with strength ranging from the peak of the saint teacher to the peak of the demigod. After they were killed, the impact generated by the self-detonation of the energy core caused the fighters of the tiger race to bear terrible pressure. If it weren't for Lin Qi's timely rescue, if it weren't for the old foxes of the fox clan to mobilize the power of the magic circle in time to form a flame barrier for defense, the casualties of this war tiger clan would not be less.

It is precisely because of the large amount of medicine in Lin Qi's hand and the powerful healing effect of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree that although the tiger tribe's warriors have suffered serious injuries to tens of thousands, their lives are worry-free and their injuries are rapidly healing. Days can be restored.

According to the attack mode of Yiren Jieyu, after such a large-scale attack, such a large-scale attack will not occur in the next few months. At most hundreds of thousands of low-level wingmen will harass Sky Castle every day, but such crazy attacks will not recur in the next few months.

"But hundreds of thousands of wingers are here to harass?" Lin Qi couldn't help rolling his eyes as he listened to Sha Minyan's introduction.

In the terrestrial world, in the Norman Fortress in the Northwest of the Gaul Empire, the Orc Army put in hundreds of thousands of soldiers at a time, which was a massive offensive. And here, in Yiren Juyu, the offensive of hundreds of thousands of Yiren is just a harassment?

"Well, hundreds of thousands of low-level wingmen, let the two tiger clan members go out, and the effort to smoke a cigar will be wiped out." Sha Minyan took out a cigar from his sleeve and handed it to Lin Qi , Said with a smile: "This is a good thing I can easily keep. I have been on this Wing Ren Juyu for more than two hundred years. If I don't collect enough eight-petal blue lotus, I will never leave! "

After sighed a few times, Sha Minyan sighed in a low voice, "This is a good product, and I can't bear to let him smoke it for ordinary people! After more than two hundred years, I still have less than ten sticks left. If it weren’t for your kid’s performance today, I would never bear it."

Lin Qi's eyes widened in horror. Sha Minyan has been on duty in this ghost place for more than two hundred years?

Yes, he wanted to collect something called the eight-petal blue lotus, but what is it? Is it a specialty of Yiren Jeyu? Taking a deep look at Sha Minyan, Lin Qi smiled and asked, "Doesn't the above bring you a little supplement?"

Sha Minyan tilted his mouth. He glanced towards the center of the castle, his fingers tilted slightly: "Cigars are also supplemented every year, but the grandson of Lin Puxi, he actually said that cigars are also prepared for war. Supplies!"

Lin Qi was silent for a moment. Lin Puxi seemed to be too outrageous to do this, right? What is the purpose of keeping the cigar in your pocket? But he heard Sha Minyan sneer again: "But who doesn't know, his confidant is spending time and wine every day? You tiger clan members are not all honest and reliable."

Lin Qi was silent. He took out more than 20 delicate oak boxes from his sleeves, and then stuffed them to Sha Minyan.

Each oak box is filled with premium cigars from the Fairyland, and each box contains 100 such premium cigars! Sha Minyan opened these boxes in shock and took a look, and then his old face was red with excitement: "Good boy, Lin Qi, I remember your favor! When I collect enough eight-petal blue lotus flowers, wait for my reply. Go to the ground world and refine it into potions to help me gather the seed of strength, and I will return this favor to you!"

She happily stuffed these boxes into her space ring, and Sha Minyan laughed loudly.

People from the surrounding fortresses waved to this side and cheered, shouting Lin Qi's name. In this cruel battle, Lin Qi brought out a large amount of potions that saved the lives of at least a thousand demigods. These honest and straightforward Tiger people have already remembered Lin Qi's name in their hearts.

Lin Qi smiled and waved to the people around him, then returned to the fortress along the stairs with a smile.

Under Sha Minyan's guidance, Lin Qi and the Nine Tigers chose a free room. The length and width of each floor of the fortress in the castle are about 100 meters. Each floor has hundreds of rooms of different sizes. The large space is enough for Lin Qi and the others to live in abundance.

After Lin Qi and the others had chosen their room, Sha Minyan clapped his hands vigorously, "Okay, come to gather together! It's the first time I have encountered no one in such a large-scale raid after so many years. The casualties. Very good, not easy! This is Lin Qi's credit!"

The clansmen of the two clans gathered one after another, and Sha Minyan laughed loudly: "Look at what's left in the warehouse, pick some good wine and good meat, and take it out as a feast for Lin Qi... I rely on it! "

Sha Minyan suddenly cursed a swear word. He stared at Lin Qi in a daze, watching Lin Qi constantly pull out a large amount of top-grade ham, top-grade sausage, various precious meat of Warcraft and various fine wines from his sleeve. Lin Qi smiled and nodded to Sha Minyan while taking out these things.

"I used to work in a black jail for several years, and it was a big trouble finding food there. So now I have developed a habit. No matter where I go, I always carry enough food and wine with me. You are welcome. , Put them all in the warehouse!"

Shaking his sleeves, Lin Qi groaned for a while, and smiled weirdly at Sha Minyan: "Send something to the people of the tiger clan bloodline nearby. I have brought enough things anyway. But those people, Haha, those people you know, don't give them a grain of wheat!"

Sha Minyan nodded knowingly. Of course he knew who Lin Qi called ‘those people’.

Those who have the real power of the tiger's daily administration, but whose strength is inferior to the core tribes of the tiger's lineage, but who have the right to speak internally and externally of the tiger's clan, even other ancient tribes also look at them. They are not pleasing to the eye.

Among the twelve ancient tribes, the tiger tribe is the absolute main fighting force. If the hidden alliance of the twelve ancient tribes launches a war against the outside world, the tiger tribe will be the main combat army at the forefront. But such a sturdy force, under the leadership of Lin Haiyuan and other clansmen, there are some signs of disharmony within it, which is not good news for all the ancient clans.

Therefore, Sha Minyan and the others are very firm-the real tiger clan members are the tiger clan members they recognize. As for ‘those people’, keep a distance, ignore them, don’t provoke, don’t offend, this is the consistent attitude of other ancient peoples.

While Lin Qi and others were busy distributing the good wine and meat that Lin Qi brought, a secret door inside the fortress suddenly opened.

Born petite and tender, like a dewdrop hanging on the petals of a pink begonia, people can't wait to see them in their arms. The wanton and affectionate Miao Xiangtian slowly walked out of the secret door, and two hundred people followed her. Wearing a black tights, with a blood-colored tiger head token hanging on his chest, the Wingman Excalibur law enforcement team.

"It's him, take it away!" Miao Xiangtian smiled slightly and pointed to Lin Qi gently.

A dozen demi-god law enforcement team members rushed forward, and before Sha Minyan and the others could react, they grabbed Lin Qi's shoulder and dragged him into the secret door. Sha Minyan froze for a moment, and then roared furiously. Suddenly a scarlet fireball with a diameter of 1 meter whizzed out in front of him, slowly pushing towards Miao Xiangtian with a terrifying heat wave.

"Master Mi, what do you mean?" Sha Minyan roared angrily, and the nine tiger guards had pulled out their weapons calmly, and surrounded the law enforcement team members who had caught Lin Qi from the side. The other tiger warriors in the fort also strode forward and cleanly blocked the road leading to the hidden door.

Lin Tiemu touched his eyeballs that had been dug away, grinned grinningly, and slowly pulled out a heavy odd-shaped centipede hook. This strange weapon, which was nearly two meters long and shaped like a curved centipede, gleamed with a faint blood, and a breath of suffocating blood suddenly filled the air.

"Master Mi, Lady Mi, did you send us the potion?" Lin Tiemu's smile was very ugly and ugly: "Seven days ago we were injured while patrolling outside. I reported to the city guard and asked for two bottles of potion. Help, you sent us potions, right?"

Miao Xiangtian looked at Lin Tiemu with a smile: "Give me the potion? Are any of you injured?"

Lin Tiemu touched his eyes: "My eyeballs were dug out, and I was almost killed by the wingman. I asked the city guard for a bottle of medicine to save my life, but the city lord said that I would take care of the overall situation. Priority should be given to the needs of other seriously injured tribes. So those of us who are injured can only come back and wait for death." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. , Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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