"What if we guessed wrong?"

Zhang Yang and Mu Shao looked at each other unconsciously. The next second, Zhang Yang waved his hand, "Take the initiative and pretend to break through!"

"Don't think twice?"

"There is no need to think about this kind of thing. Once these guys are really trying to attract mechanical zombies, then there must be something in their camp that can attract mechanical zombies extremely. I will cover it and be responsible for resisting the damage. You can touch it."

"Wait, we are the only two?" Mu Shaoan was shocked.

"Yes!" Zhang Yang said firmly, with a firm look and righteousness.

"Wait, I'll change the trumpet first." Mu Shaoan said hurriedly, and then the two of them sent trumpets, and rushed out without frowning, with an aura like a million troops.

Looking around, it was like two meteors that never returned. They only shone for a second and then became silent, because there were two ancient god-level existences on the opposite side that took action and killed their trumpet.

"It seems that they really have the possibility of attracting mechanical zombies! This is a broken can. What kind of nerve did the ancient god's game have? Isn't it true that this is his nest? If the mechanical zombies are attracted, the nest he runs is over, so there must be something strange about this." Zhang Yang murmured to himself, and then looked at Mu Shaoan with kindness.

"What are you looking at me?" Mu Shaoan jumped away with a terrifying look on his face.

"Searching, or go and lift the table for them."

"Come on, do you think the current situation can be lifted off at will, and you can just lift the table and other things without paying it!" Mu Shaoan was very angry.

"I'll give you the control and management rights of the nine hidden swords and earth veins." Zhang Yang began to lure him in a row.

"Bah, I remember you still owed me the debt. Pay it first, and return it with nine out of eighty or one." Mu Shaoan sneered.

"Oh, let's calculate the losses of the Sword Immortal Hall being destroyed and robbed." Zhang Yang's face did not change, and he directly took out a ten-meter-long golden abacus in his hand.

"Haha, just kidding, but my brother, I'm going to live and die, you've only given nine hidden sword veins. It's too stingy, ninety-nine, I'll show you what the Mu-style table-flipping technique is." Mu Shaoan showed a bright smile on his face.

"Okay, but I only give you three days. It doesn't matter whether you lift the table or not, but I have to know what happened opposite, especially the ancient god game. He seems to be a little wrong. From the last time he tried his best to evolve into a world, and now it may attract mechanical zombies. This behavior is full of a kind of end-of-mind madness. If we don't figure things out, we are very passive."

"Don't be so old-fashioned, come on, pay a fifty deposit first."

Mu Shaoan stretched out his hand with a smile.

Zhang Yang nodded, and Liang Jin immediately stepped forward and trotted a few steps. He glanced at Zhang Yang, and immediately understood it and delivered the fifty Tibetan sword earth veins of the 2.0 era that had been eliminated. After all, the 3.0 Tibetan sword earth veins have been laid.

Mu Shaoan checked carefully and hooked the fifty hidden sword earth veins into his own plane as soon as possible. He nodded with satisfaction. He was envious of this earth vein that could absorb violent sword energy for a long time, but he didn't expect that Fatty Zhang would be so generous this time.

After feeling proud, he turned to Li Guohuai beside him and shouted: "Hi, Maomao, I want to form a team together!"

The expressions of Li Guohuai and Jiang Rong were instantly like eating dirt. What is this madman doing?

"Don't hesitate. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to give you a wealthy person. Look, your masters have already opened up and increased their quotas. Each of them has 99 hidden swords and earth veins. Don't say I didn't remind you." Mu Shaoan shouted.

"Uh, disciple, I am willing to sacrifice my head and blood for the sword immortal heaven and earth, and never let it go!" Li Gou shouted, with the word "real fragrance" on his face.

"Disciple Jiang Rong is also willing to sacrifice his head and blood for the sword immortals, and he will never stop!" Jiang Rong was still a little conscientious after all, so he stuttered, but the ninety-nine hidden sword veins are worth taking a risk for such a great benefit.

Zhang Yang was stunned for a moment, then said, "Be careful, safety is the best. Even if you fail, the reward will be given."

"Thank you for your care!"

Li Guohuai and Jiang Rong were almost moved and burst into tears. Who would have thought that Master Xiaoge's resources were so easy to make?

But no one expected or estimated Mu Shaoan's shameless lower limit. Zhang Yang just agreed, but he shouted there.

"It's great. If you form a team, who else will come to form a team? The gold medal captain, the top table-flipping master, is leading the team, focusing on the table-flipping for 100,000 years, and the gold medal thugs are escorted. Come and come to the trumpet and the trumpet. The team of ten people is third and seven. This may be the top event you can participate in in this life. You will enjoy the care of your family, and the salary of the ninety-nine hidden swords and earth veins is unprecedented!"

"Chicken intestines, do you come to your dog belly? As long as you come, I will dare to bet with my name of 100,000 years. If you give me ninety-nine hidden sword veins, I will give you a sword law god. Will you come?"

With Mu Shaoan jumping up and down like this, Ji Ming, Goudao, and Zhu Di, the three bitches group, joined decisively. It was useless to hide the sword and the earth veins, but the realm of the sword law god is so prosperous and tempting.

After all, the attitude shown by Master Xiao Ke, and the sword law gods will never be given to them again, so when will they not be able to gain a future at this time?

So Zhang Yang could only send another deposit in a daze (smile) and each person had 50 hidden swords and earth veins. As the saying goes, wealth and honor are in danger, and the club is a ten-day trip.

After a while, Mu Shaoan's table-flipping team expanded to a brigade of fifty people, half of which were selected from his own entrainment. Anyway, he was sure that Zhang Yang would not break his promise, because it was very important to inquire about the news.

At present, Zhang Yang is only good at digging holes and then digging holes in his territory. It's amazing to release a few small quotations, but he absolutely has no courage to inquire about the news in person.

So Mu Shaoan was sure to eat this fat man.

"Okay, there are only fifty people. There will be a result within three days. Fatty Zhang, please keep your eyes open. What is a technical table lifting!"

Mr. Mu was so happy that his eyes were squinting, because this time he earned nearly 4,000 main veins of the Tibetan Sword Earth Vein at one time. What a fortune he had, did he feel no idea?
Chapter completed!