Many people immediately became itchy when they saw Ji Zilong.
They were all people who had been beaten by Ji Zilong and suffered great calamities.
"Damn, I thought he had some kind of treasure in that wooden box.
They were all pots and pans."
A man muttered depressedly, looking at the open wooden box next to Ji Zilong.
In their opinion, Ji Zilong was inseparable from this wooden box, and it must contain some treasure that Ji Zilong cared about.
However, they never expected that they would be so disappointed.
"Hey, eat meat."
Ji Zilong chuckled.
After a large amount of flesh and blood, he had recovered his vitality and his little face was rosy again.
"Eat your sister, you bastard, you have no friendship at all.
I have to teach you a lesson today."
One disciple said angrily.
He clenched his fists and strode forward, wanting to teach Ji Zilong a lesson.
However, he tripped over something soft before taking a few steps.
He fell heavily to the ground with stars in his eyes.
This fall made him even more angry.
When he got up, he saw that it was a headless corpse, but it looked familiar.
Recognizing the body as the costume of a Demon Iron Sect disciple, the disciple immediately spat and started to walk towards Ji Zilong again.
"Wait a minute" Xiong Yuan had sharp eyes.
He was the only one who had withstood three attacks from Mo Jin, so he quickly discovered something unusual.
He murmured: "Why do you look so like Mo Jin?"
This sentence immediately reminded everyone that not long ago, Mo Jin seemed to have suddenly evaporated from the battle group.
It was precisely because of Mo Jin's disappearance that they won so easily.
Walking towards the headless corpse, sweat began to form on his forehead.
Is it really some terrifying demon?
"Hey, where's the bull head?"
Ji Zilong asked.
"Help me hunt for treasures over there."
Ziputao said.
Seniu doesn't eat meat, so asking him to collect treasures from those corpses is simply making the best use of everything.
"What do you think of what I just proposed?"
Just don’t let it come in and meet us over there.”
"You're not going to trick me again, are you?"
Ji Zilong was stunned.
At this moment, the anemia syndrome had disappeared.
He was already very full.
As soon as he opened his mouth, a spiritual light overflowed from his mouth.
"How could it be?
You saved my life.
I just asked Se Niu to collect a lot of meat for you."
Zipu shrugged.
Ji Zilong hesitated and thought for a long time before nodding: "Okay then, I want some Eight Treasure Flowers anyway."
Beside the headless body, the large group of disciples were hesitating.
"I don't know where the head is.
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If the head can be found and the wounds match, we can almost confirm that it is Mo Jin."
A disciple said.
After looking for a long time, they couldn't be sure that it was Mo Jin.
"Hey, what's under that guy's butt?"
At this time, a disciple who witnessed it suddenly discovered that Ji Zilong was sitting on a dark object, the outline of which looked very much like a head.
"Come and eat meat, brothers."
At this time, Ji Zilong greeted him warmly again.
After speaking, he lowered his voice and said: "We have agreed that you will pay me back double the meat that I invited them to eat."
For Ji Zilong, his meat is priceless.
"If you don't believe me, I will mortgage the big fat dog to you."
Zipuo said, frightening the big fat dog next to him who was eating meat.
It looked at Zipu sadly, and was so sad that it couldn't eat any more meat. .
"Then it's settled."
Ji Zilong gritted his teeth and reluctantly took out a large amount of meat from the wooden box and threw it into the steamer.
He lit a raging fire and began to prepare the second pot of delicious food.
"Go over and have a look."
A group of people stared closely at the thing under Ji Zilong's buttocks, approaching step by step.
It was only when they got closer that they discovered to their horror that it was actually a bloody head.
People looked at each other and took a deep look at Dao Wuji Zhanpuppet behind Ji Zilong.
They said nothing more and sat quietly not far from Ji Zilong.
"Come on, eat meat, eat meat."
Ji Zilong showed an evil smile, with gleaming white teeth.
After the meat was steamed, he immediately fished out a lot of it.
He said: "This is the meat of the fire-blooded pig.
It tastes better when steamed than anything else, junior sister." , quickly get it to the senior brothers."
Ji Zilong chuckled, picked up a lot of barbecue, and quickly approached these disciples, followed closely by Zi Putao.
This meat was extremely delicious.
After fighting for a day, these people were already very hungry.
When they saw Ji Zilong coming, they were immediately attracted by the meat.
They didn't care about their bloody and dirty hands and took it.
Ji Zilong ate the meat handed over to him.
"It's really Mo Jin."
At this time, a group of people were dumbfounded.
When Ji Zilong stood up, they finally saw the face of the head clearly.
Although the face was very distorted at this moment, it must be Mo Jin.
"Did he kill him?"
"It should be the big guy.
This guy only knows how to eat meat and has no ability."
These people secretly discussed that no one believed that Mo Jin was killed by Ji Zilong, but Mo Jin's death may have something to do with Ji Zilong, so they also He stopped talking and started eating meat.
But at this time, Zi Putao was taking advantage of Ji Zilong's gift of meat to others, and quietly slipped around in the crowd like a nimble little kitten.
In the crowd, Bai Jun was the only one staring at Wuji Zhanpuppet with a puzzled expression.
He was puzzled as to why this three-meter giant man felt so familiar.
Because he had exchanged cooking skills with Big Fat Dog, and Ji Zilong’s own cooking skills, the meat he made was simply superb and extremely delicious.
However, after all, there were more wolves and less meat.
With nearly two thousand people, there were only so many manpower.
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Just a small piece.
But even so, these people were still extremely comfortable at the moment.
A moment of rest after a life-and-death battle gave them peace, and gradually, everyone entered a state of healing. boom Just when everyone was still recovering from their injuries, there was a sudden roar in the center of the battlefield.
"not good" A group of people headed by Bai Jun immediately stood up in shock.
"Go and see if they broke free from the rope."
Xiong Yuan said nervously.
"Let me and Grape go."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Zilong immediately stood up and said: "Let me go, this matter is too simple, just leave it to me, haha."
Ji Zilong laughed, and after saying that, he strode towards the direction of the sound, followed closely by Wuji Zhanpuppet and Zi Putao.
Seeing Wuji Zhanpuppet follow, these people looked at each other and said nothing in the end.
Only Xiong Yuan was still not at ease.
He followed the big fat dog that was shaking its head and wagging its tail and walked out.
When they walked to the center of the battlefield, they saw that the few Gentlemen's Alliance disciples who had stayed in place and were responsible for guarding had fallen into a pool of blood, while the tied Demon Iron Sect disciples had disappeared.
Xiong Yuan was so anxious that he immediately grabbed a disciple who was still somewhat conscious.
The green veins on his forehead jumped violently, and he roared: "Where are they?"
"Here comes an old master from the Magic Iron Sect, cough cough."
Before he could finish his words, the disciple spit out blood and lost his breath in an instant.
He was too seriously injured.
"Magic Iron Gate" Xiong Yuan's teeth itched with hatred, he clenched his fists and roared angrily.
The disciples who escaped should have died, but those disciples of the Gentlemen's League who were killed could not die in vain.
They had to be left alive and handed over to the elders of the sect to seek justice.
But now, these survivors have all escaped, and the Gentlemen's League has no evidence. , can only knock out his teeth and swallow it.
Xiong Yuan's roar immediately attracted everyone who was recovering from his injuries.
Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone looked pale and angry.
"Where are the people?"
Bai Jun said.
"He was rescued by the masters of the Magic Iron Sect."
Xiong Yuan was panting like an ox, his eyes were blood red.
"Has the junior brother been kidnapped too?"
Bai Jun asked
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