This verbal conflict of ideas and thinking is destined to be fruitless, but Su Zhou, who caused this dispute, was a spectator.

Staying in place and watching the migrants leave, Su Zhou couldn't help but frown, not only because of the parting who gave up this land, but also because of the oath of the Baijia Rebel Army.

"This group of people are indeed idealists, which I admire. It can even be said that they are the perfect form of my idealized middle school idea... The imperfect idea in my heart has just had a little shadow, and they have been practicing it according to a complete program for decades."

He murmured in his heart: "But after ideals have been long, they cannot defeat reality - immortality, immortality, but this is the only thing that migrant warriors are right."

"In the hundreds of rebel army, there are certainly Zhou Buyi, who has a deep hatred with the Demon Dynasty and insists on his ideals, and naturally there are also heroes who defeat the Demon Dynasty, just to replace the Demon Dynasty. Such people do not accept the temptation of the Demon Dynasty, and they may just want to be the new Immortal Emperor."

"Even if you defeat the Demon Dynasty, the real suffering in this world may have just begun...unless."

Thinking of this, Su Zhou's expression changed and he showed a relaxed smile.

"Unless, I will completely cut off the immortality and completely destroy the spirit of the divine wood that is hosted by the Immortal Banyan Tree!"

——Hi, I thought it was the third last step of my "Shenmu World Itinerary"?

By the way, the penultimate step is to show off, and the last step is to go home! The fourth to last are to chop off the heads of the national master and the dog emperor!

But Su Zhou also knew very well.

Whether it is one's own ideas or the beliefs of the hundreds of rebels, they all need strength to support them.

Whether it is force, financial, technical, or other messy forces, the most important thing to change the world is strength. It is precisely because I need strength that I come to this world.

Power is the only currency in the extraordinary world, and you can even buy miracles.

Of course, what made Su Zhou laugh so well just now was not the above things. What really made him happy was this high school student who had just become an adult and suddenly discovered something: "I didn't expect that my accident could actually affect the direction of a world... Yara, I feel so powerful now, and I feel that I can beat ten demon generals!"

"It's up to you." The snake spirit lay on Su Zhou's head and sighed and responded: "I really didn't expect that you, the righteous guy who is in your mind, is surprisingly quite in line with the tone of this world."

The migrants gradually moved away, while Su Zhou and others began to patrol the mountainous areas again.

Theoretically, the Demon Army could not allow the grain reserves they saw so easily. According to the experience of the Hundred Rebels over the past few decades, there must be some spies from demon soldiers following behind the migrants, so they simply followed the route of the migrants and walked in the opposite direction to investigate.

As a result, they really found a few good scouts who thought they were hiding.

"Click."

Su Zhou twisted and pulled it out casually, just like opening a bottle cap, burying the fourth demon soldier whose head was twisted, pulled out his spine and immortal roots into the snow. Facing Su Zhou, who converged his breath and sneaked around a large circle to attack behind them, these demon soldiers did not even have room for warning.

However, even so, his face was still a little weird, and he didn't seem to be very excited about killing several demon troops one after another.

Su Zhou said in confusion to the trio who was killing the demon soldiers with the Suzaku Box, "It's not right, four spies are in front of you, but why haven't I seen even a serious demon soldiers team?"

Su Zhou's spiritual vision was filled with spiritual power and could explore most of the spiritual trajectories within a range of nearly two thousand meters. The black spiritual energy of the Demon Army was as conspicuous as the handwriting on a white board in the snow field, which was blue and white in the snow field. It was precisely because of this that he could see these demon soldiers so easily and circumn behind them.

However, from beginning to end, he only saw these four spies, nor any other demon soldiers - in theory, this is unlikely. Could it be that they were planning to rely on these four demon soldiers to attack the migrant brigade?

The other party is not a civilian village. Among the survivors of the Liaozhou magic disaster, there are many warriors and powerful crossbows, and their combat power is not weak!

"Yes, it's quite weird."

Whether it is Zhou Buyi, Fang Hui or Liu Xizhao, they are all confused as well as Su Zhou. After fighting with the Demon Dynasty for so many years, they have never encountered such a situation... If the number of Demon soldiers is small, then it is normal to act mysteriously. However, this time the number of Demon soldiers coming to Taibai Mountain is nearly 500. If they are collectively dispatched and gathered to charge, they will be able to rush the migrant team to pieces and be unable to resist at all!

Unless...their targets are not migrants from the beginning.

"Aowu————”

Suddenly, a wolf howling sounded on the far northwest side.

At first, only Su Zhou, who had a sharp hearing, could hear the wolf howl, but soon all three of them heard it. On the west side, southeast, northwest, north, and even from all directions, there were all sounding one after another.

In Su Zhou's spiritual vision, black spiritual light spots representing the demon soldiers began to appear from all directions.

Just as Su Zhou was circled around to eliminate spies, they were surrounded.

"It's the demon general 'beast control'." Zhou Buyi's expression was extremely serious when he heard the wolf howl. He whispered: "If I remember correctly, the speed of controlling the beast is the second fastest among many demon generals. If we are stuck by him... things will be troublesome."

“They seem to know exactly where we are.”

Su Zhou nodded thoughtfully. He took a deep breath, then said to Liu Xizhao, who was also on the side with a serious face and had already pulled out a long straight knife to guard him, "The smell on your body is quite fragrant."

At first glance, it seemed like harassment, but after both Zhou Buyi and Fang Hui were stunned, they quickly reacted, and then looked at the taciturn female swordsman in their team.

Liu Xizhao blinked, and her face quickly became ugly.

"Impossible... This smell on me is exposed to too many natural medicinal fragrances, which will block my body odor in the natural environment..." She was a little panicked for a moment, as if she wanted to prove that she was not a spy, and she became more talked, but Su Zhou was not suspicious of her at all.

"It's not just you who smells like this...and Han Xiaoqian."

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the top of the mountain in the distance: "Master Han."

At this moment.

A acquired martial artist with white hair and wrinkles on his face was clearly visible, Han Xiaoqian, Grandmaster Han walked slowly towards his camp hut as if he was taking a walk.

But as he walked, his face became solemn, and his pace couldn't help but slow down.

Immediately afterwards, at the last corner leading to his hut, a middle-aged Taoist priest in white walked out slowly.

The person who appeared in front of Han Xiaoqian was Li Daoran, who was pressed with one hand on the hilt of the sword around his waist, with an expressionless face.

A few seconds later, accompanied by a sound of wind, the mighty that appeared from nowhere also fell from the sky and landed behind Han Xiaoqian.

The three masters gathered together as always.
Chapter completed!