I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Mingchuan turned around and glanced at Tiedan behind him.

He immediately stepped forward and took out a piece of black jade from his black robe. Under the abundant light, a gleam of brilliance seemed to flash in the black jade.

He put the thing into the guy's hand.

"With this, the Lord will bless you to get out of the woods safely."

The man had a look of panic on his face. After hesitating for a while, he took it.

Mingchuan: "Do you remember the way out?"

"Remember...remember."

"Well, go ahead. There shouldn't be too many problems on the way back this time. You can travel day and night and bring people in early to transport all these out."

"it is good."

After the man agreed, Tiedan showed him another route to leave the stone house.

The moment he was away from the stone house, the guy crawled away at an astonishing speed. Thinking about his teammates falling one after another along the way, he was so nervous that he had difficulty breathing.

But fortunately, the situation was just as Tiedan said, and we never encountered any strange creatures again.

Mingchuan, the remaining four people, and Yi Gang stayed where they were, and stayed with this group of thin people for about four days.

These days, the others relaxed and had a good rest for a while, but Mingchuan was not idle.

After all, he has to become his subordinate. He looks too thin. After going out, he probably won't be able to adapt to the external environment at all. He will probably age and die at a very fast speed.

After thinking it over again and again, he wandered alone in the woods, found a lot of suitable herbs, crushed them into foam, and made bowl after bowl of smelly and disgusting soup.

The entire decoction was dark green in color, with a layer of medicinal residue floating on the surface. It didn't look like a tonic, but more like a unique poison...

Seeing this, the four men under Cyrus frowned, their faces full of disgust, and they secretly mocked each other.

As expected, they were all severely slapped in the face when they found that after the group of people drank all the medicine obediently, their health improved significantly and their bodies became visibly rosy.

In just a few days, many people who were originally so thin that they could fall down with a single blow of wind are now at least as healthy as normal young people!

This change caused some slight changes in the hearts of Cyrus's originally loyal subordinates.

They all subconsciously shifted their gaze to the pile of gold next to them.

Given Mingchuan's condition, even if Cyrus had more people, he probably wouldn't be his match.

It is estimated that most of these gold, silver and treasures will fall into Mingchuan's hands.

If they could follow Mingchuan... they would enjoy endless wealth and glory.

Something has quietly changed in everyone's hearts.

It was not until the fifth day that Cyrus and his newly armed troops entered the stone group. When they looked at Mingchuan from a distance, a hint of subtle danger flashed in his eyes.

Yi Gang quietly stood behind Mingchuan, "Lord, be careful, this person is not friendly."

Mingchuan smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"It's okay. If he dares to make a move here, I don't need to intervene. The group of people behind him can carve him up in minutes."

Yi Gang is not that smart and his observation skills are not detailed enough.

But these days Mingchuan has keenly noticed that the learning talents of these people hiding in the mountains are almost at their maximum.

During the past few days of following Mingchuan, I not only benefited a lot from drinking his medicine, but also learned a lot from him. I can also accurately distinguish what ingredients are used in the poison in Mingchuan's hand.

"Mr. Ming."

Cyrus put on a fox-like smile and greeted Mingchuan from a distance.

He walked quickly to the inner room and the first thing he did was to look at the mountains of treasures inside.

The words of greeting were suddenly stuck in my throat, and my eyes lit up.

"These...are these what you found?"

"Hurry, get all this out!"

"Take precautionary measures to maintain confidentiality!"

Cyrus excitedly ordered his men to do things, completely ignoring Mingchuan beside him.

Mingchuan didn't intervene at all, just stood there with his arms folded across his chest, watching calmly.

The five people who had followed Mingchuan all the way were quite confused when they saw this.

Could it be possible that Mingchuan would really hand it over to someone else?

Everyone was full of doubts, completely unaware that Mingchuan just treated Cyrus as a working dog and would settle the score with him after he got out.

Cyrus turned around foolishly, smiled ingratiatingly at Mingchuan, and shook hands with him.

"Mr. Ming, you've really helped me this time! Just tell me what you want, and I can satisfy you!"

As soon as Cyrus finished speaking, his eyes suddenly widened and his eyeballs seemed to fall out of their sockets.

He lowered his head slowly and looked at his abdomen.

I saw that my waist and abdomen were pierced by countless sharp arrows at some point...!

Bright red, boiling blood flowed out of the bloody hole.

The sharp arrow was coated with a deadly poison, which spread throughout his body. Within two seconds, his limbs became numb and he was unable to move.

His body fell heavily to the ground, and dark blood spit out of his mouth.

"Mr. Sellers!"

There was a cry of surprise all around, and everyone rushed forward to check on Cyrus's condition.

Cyrus stared at Mingchuan unwillingly, and with the last bit of strength he had, he raised his hand and pointed at him, "Why...why..."

The moment he finished speaking, a group of men in black robes stood in front of Mingchuan, separating the two of them.

Mingchuan smiled sarcastically and disdainfully as he glanced at Cyrus's upper body, then lowered his head to look at the other hand on his waist.

When this person was talking to Mingchuan just now, the hand had already pointed a gun at him.

It looked like he was going to greet each other, but in fact, he was going to do it quietly to Mingchuan.

The hidden arrow was not shot by Mingchuan, but by this group of quick-reacting men in black robes.

Cyrus didn't get an answer, he breathed heavily, tilted his head, and died with his eyes open!

At the same time, the men who were about to rush forward to check on Cyrus suddenly felt something cold pressed against the back of their heads.

When I looked up again, I saw that there were people standing behind me.

They tore off the cloth that had covered their faces for many days, revealing a group of oriental faces.

"You...you guys...you guys have actually integrated into the group a long time ago!?"

Panic sounds rang out among the crowd.

The next moment, the bullet pierced the head of the person who spoke.

The scene suddenly became as quiet as a chicken, and no one dared to speak.

Seeing that no one was moving, Mingchuan pushed the man in black robe away, walked up to Cyrus, and kicked his other hand away with disdain.

The guns in their hands fell to the ground, and the others gasped, finally understanding what was going on with this sudden situation.

"I thought you'd be smart enough to wait until you leave here, but I didn't expect you to be so eager to get rid of me."

"As we Dragon people say, you are reaping the fruits of your own actions."