Martial: I Started The Technological Revolution In Ancient Times

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Zhao Fengxi led a group of people and sneaked over. They stopped a few hundred meters away from Zhao Fengxi and sat down to look at him.    

    

Shangguan Qing'er said nervously, "Young Master, what are they doing? Don't tell me they want to harm us?"    

    

Xiao Yun smiled and did not look at them.    

    

"These guys won't be able to cause any trouble."    

    

"But if they take advantage of our negligence and sneak attack us..."    

    

"Hehe, that would be even better. We'll have a chance to deal with them."    

    

Xiao Yun's eyes were filled with ruthlessness.    

    

Zhao Fengxi had actually prepared an assassin to deal with him. How could Xiao Yun give them a chance to live?    

    

But in an instant, he shook his head.    

    

"No, no. This won't do. ......    

    

"Young master, what's the matter?"    

    

Shangguan Qing'er started to worry.    

    

Leng Ningshuang who was by the side also walked over and gritted her teeth as she said, "This group of people really went a little too far. Young Master Xiao need not be afraid. I am still here. They want to touch you. You have to go through me first! Humph, even if you measure them, they won't dare. "    

    

Xiao Yun shook his head again and said," No, I am not talking about this. "    

    

In fact, he wanted to lure Zhao Fengxi over and then kill him.    

    

But now it seemed impossible.    

    

Because Xiao Fang was still there and was watching.    

    

As the leader, he should be in charge, but he didn't!    

    

This fellow had good intentions, planning to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight.    

    

If Zhao Fengxi won, it would be a miserable victory. On the one hand, he could use the reason of "killing Xiao Yun" to suppress him. On the other hand, he could weaken their strength. On the other hand, he could get Xiao Yun's food and water!    

    

As for Xiao Yun winning, it was also a good thing. Zhao Fengxi's death would only bring him benefits. There would be no harm. At most, he could apologize to Xiao Yun and say that he did not have strict supervision.    

    

Thinking of this, Xiao Yun rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.    

    

He was an assassin, not a warrior!    

    

It had always been him who scoffed at the fact that he had been charging around after he had been exposed.    

    

He narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, then made up his mind.    

    

He walked in front of the women and said, "Later, no matter what happens, pretend to be weak and afraid. Just hide here and don't bother about it."    

    

Shangguan Qing'er and Leng Ningshuang kept frowning.    

    

"Weak and afraid?"    

    

To be honest, the two of them had no idea what was weak in their lives.    

    

Shangguan Qing'er came from a Martial Marquess family. When she was able to take on a job, she had already started to hold a knife.    

    

Leng Ningshuang was even more so. It was said that when she was just born, there was a poisonous snake in the cradle, and she was forcefully strangled to death by a baby! How fierce?!    

    

Of course, this kind of thing did not have any scientific basis and could not be believed. Perhaps the so-called poisonous snake was just an earthworm or gecko or something.    

    

And this story... Xiao Yun was especially familiar with it!    

    

But even if he did not mention this, Leng Ningshuang's cold aunt's reputation in the capital was well-known. Only she could ravage others. There was really no time for her to put on a weak face.    

    

However, now that Xiao Yun had made a request, they could not refuse. They also knew that Xiao Yun probably wanted to do something immoral and needed their cooperation.    

    

It was just that it was very difficult!    

    

Xiao Yun curled his lips and pointed at Miss Wu with his nose.    

    

"If you don't know how to do it, then learn it. If you don't know how to do it, then imitate it."    

    

The two women suddenly turned their heads to look.    

    

Miss Wu was shocked. Xizi held her heart and frowned slightly. Her small voice was trembling and she said in a pitiful and panicky voice, "You... What are you doing..."    

    

When I saw them, I felt pity. The two women's faces turned red.    

    

They looked at each other and then said in unison, "Foxy!"    

    

Xiao Yun rolled his eyes and ignored them.    

    

He turned to look at Foxy.    

    

The other party was obviously stunned. Then, he sat down on the ground, tilted his body, and bit his sleeve. He said shyly, "I am born weak, so I don't need to disguise myself..."    

    

The corners of Xiao Yun's eyes kept twitching. He said coldly, "Come here, come with me."    

    

"Huh?"    

    

The fox face said with a bitter face, "Why? Saint Xiao is too harsh on me. Is it unfair?"    

    

"Hurry up! Don't force me to beat you up!"    

    

Then he looked at the others and added, "If you continue to be like this, the two of them will not let you go. After all, they are women. You should at least give them some face."    

    

That's right. In terms of weakness, the two women actually couldn't compare to a man. This was truly a matter that angered people.    

    

Shangguan Qing'er even began to draw her sword!    

    

The fox face was helpless and could only follow him and leave.    

    

Not long after they walked out, they heard the two women behind discussing, "What do you think that guy did just now? He tilted his head like that? Bite like that?"    

    

"No, no. His head was tilted in this direction. The key is his waist! He must be so stubborn. This is the right way."    

    

The fox face suddenly laughed and said proudly," No talent. "    

    

"Enough! You have thrown away all the men's faces!"    

    

Xiao Yun scolded angrily, but then he laughed and shook his head. "It is said that this is a skill that women are born with. It seems... that is not the case."    

    

"Life is unpredictable."    

    

"Is there always something special about it?" ___ asked.    

    

Then the two of them laughed at the same time.    

    

The sound of wind immediately came from behind them.    

    

The two women picked up the small stones and started to hit people.    

    

Halfway there, they saw Zhao Fengxi and his group were there, but they ignored them and walked past them swaggeringly.    

    

In particular, Xiao Yun was holding a large pile of food and a bucket of water with a foxy face.    

    

"Young master, should we..."    

    

One of the assassins gulped down his saliva, but found that his throat was extremely dry. Not only did his saliva not moisten his throat, he even felt a burning pain in his throat.    

    

He couldn't help but suggest.    

    

Zhao Fengxi frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "There's no hurry. Let's wait and see what they are going to do. This kid always makes things unexpected. If we act rashly, it will be very risky."    

    

All the assassins nodded, then lowered their bodies again and continued to wait.    

    

As the two of them walked, the fox-faced man asked, "What exactly are we going to do? If we are delivering something, it would be meaningless for me to follow you here."    

    

Xiao Yun smiled and said, "For what? Of course I want to use your strength. You are as clear as a mirror in your heart. Sometimes, you are more valuable than me."    

    

"How is that possible?"    

    

The fox face smiled and said, "The Xiao family is powerful and you are the only heir. No one can do anything to you. In the future, you will have a hereditary title, even if you are a Saint Grade. If you are unable to become an official, it will make you superior to the rest of the world, and you will be safe. It's very grand. "    

    

"What kind of adjectives are these? It feels like you're mocking me."    

    

"How would I dare?"    

    

"Xiao Yun glared at him and said, "It is because of my identity as the heir of the Xiao family, as well as my identity as a Saint Grade. There are some things that are difficult to handle, but you are different... Hmph! ___ glared at him and said, It's because of my identity as the heir of the ___ and my identity as a ___. En, don't look down on yourself too much. You will understand in a while."    

    

" How is that possible? "    

    

The fox face couldn't help but smile bitterly.    

    

What was his identity? Although he had a Rank-2 evaluation, if he wanted an official position... However, he didn't know when it would happen. Some people had waited for 60 years for the "lack" process, but it was indeed a lack of an official position. That person's grave grass was three feet tall.    

    

Now, he was the only one left in the Situ family, and he didn't have any family business backing him at all.    

    

How could he compare himself with Xiao Yun, who had a prominent family background and was a peerless genius?    

    

Although the two of them seemed to be equal and treated each other with respect, the difference in status between them could be said to be like the difference between heaven and earth!    

    

Xiao Yun shook his head and said, "You'll know in a while."    

    

The fox face naturally did not believe him.    

    

He could only laugh bitterly and follow him honestly.    

    

When they reached the camp, Xiao Yun shouted at the top of his voice, "It's not easy to be safe, why do you all have such an expression? If those people who were killed saw this, wouldn't they laugh at you?"    

    

Everyone turned their heads around and looked at Xiao Yun with a puzzled expression, not knowing what he was trying to do.    

    

Xiao Yun put the food on the ground and said, "Although I can't guarantee that all of you will be full, each of you can take a bite. We can always fill our stomachs and replenish some of our strength. We will leave the food here. Everyone, come here. Don't fight over it. Don't fight over it. "    

    

After saying this, everyone looked at each other in doubt, somewhat in disbelief.    

    

Previously, they had firmly remembered the unreasonable look on this fellow's face. That fellow who had been beaten up was still lying beside them!    

    

Yet now, he took the initiative to bring food over? This was somewhat... It couldn't be justified.    

    

Could it be that there was some sort of conspiracy?    

    


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