Chapter 1493 1493: Locust eggs (Part 1) Please give me a monthly ticket(2/2)
The person who spoke was still on the front line for nearly a year. If the master did not mention her, some people would be a little unfamiliar with this name.
"Mr. Lin is indeed good at this. If she comes, the locust plague scheme of the Central Allied Forces will be able to be solved easily. But——"
The problem at the moment is not lack of people or time.
Lin Feng is not the only one who is good at controlling locust plagues and eggs.
If you have enough time—
Not to mention the three-digit number, there are also two-digit number.
Chen Tang said: "Ling De has already led people on the road."
This answer gave everyone a reassurance.
The news of locust eggs flooded was only widely known yesterday afternoon. Today, the Lord said that Mr. Lin was on the road. Based on the strength of the literary scholars, as long as Lin Feng was not in the extreme Antarctic north, he should be able to arrive before the locust plague became a climate.
Little did they know that Lin Feng arrived earlier than they thought.
She arrived five days later.
The group was filled with dust.
Lin Feng, who was in charge, was exhausted but could not hide his eyebrows.
Because they wanted to cross the battlefield and pass through several spheres of influence controlled by the central Allied forces, Lin Feng and his party hid in the day and came out at night, and were careful to escape from danger. They were only half a day away from the destination secretly notified by the Lord. From a distance, they saw thousands of qi clouds churning above the end of the horizon, filled with sunlight, and a pure and pure scene.
Until you can vaguely see the flags swaying across the two hills.
Lin Feng then loosened his tense nerves.
A great sense of security appeared in my heart.
"Finally, I'm about to see the Lord."
Although she could see the Lord’s incarnation Zixu every day, Zixu’s face was not the Lord’s deity after all, and Lin Feng still liked the Lord’s true form more. He heard that the teacher was also on the front line, and Lin Feng was even more at home. He wished he could put his wings on the mountain now.
When I turned my head, I saw an exhausted official.
"Sit down on the spot first, and everyone is tired."
Lin Feng has a second-grade Chinese heart, and his physical strength is much stronger than others. He can still grit his teeth and hold on until he stays asleep, but others can't do it. More than a dozen people in a group of people are resting and eating to recover their physical strength. They can also eat dry food with some sourness.
Lin Feng took a few bites and put them down.
It seems relaxed, but in fact it focuses on alertness.
She skillfully used her work and recalled the good news that the Lord said some time ago. Her teacher had survived the great disaster and the way of scholars was perfect. I wonder if the teacher would know in advance that he would come back. Which bushes he was hiding behind is now secretly watching her?
Test whether she can retreat?
"Hey, it doesn't seem to be."
Lin Feng held his chin in a little disappointed state.
Not to mention coming to pick up his teacher in advance, even the master did not send anyone to pick him up. This made Lin Feng a little sour, for fear that he would be away from home for many years and would be distant from his closeness when he came back, and that he would not be as close as before. This thought made Lin Feng tremble slightly.
"I don't want to think about it anymore, it's so terrifying."
She wrapped the unfinished dry food and stuffed it into the lapel.
I picked up the wooden stick beside me and stood up.
"Set off--"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Feng knew something was wrong.
She looked back suddenly, and all the officials who were still in the afterglow range just now disappeared, as if they had evaporated from the world. The world was vast and she was alone, and there was also the rustling sound of wind passing through the bamboo forest in her ears. Lin Feng narrowed his eyes and let go of his straight wooden stick.
Brush and draw your sword out of sheath.
"I know it's you, come out."
Chapter completed!