My Experience In the Otherworldly Liver

Not far from the Minfu Camp, by the Bailang River.

Chen Mu didn't know when the Jinghong Gang attacked. He didn't dare to run far when he went out to catch fish and raise yin and silk these days.

Humming an unknown minor tune, holding a silver fish in his hand, his sleeve sword flickered and disappeared.

Scraping, decontamination, cleaning, pickling, the silver wire fish was quickly processed.

Chen Mu, who had nothing to do, made a fool of himself.

Whoosh!

puff puff puff... puff!

The small pebbles rubbed the water and went straight to the opposite side of the river more than ten meters away. With a puff, a reed was cut off.

I've hit the other side! Ha!

Then he grabbed a handful of pebbles and threw them out.

A handful of stones are in my hand, and the ten-mile reeds bow their heads!

Just as he was throwing it vigorously, there was a sudden realization in his mind.

After a long while, Chen Mu returned to his senses.

On the gray wall, the throwing proficiency value disappears.

This technology, which was born out of ordinary locust stones, has finally reached its historical limit. At the same time, there is also an effect - locking.

Chen Mu picked up a stone and looked across the river.

In the moonlight, a reed stood tall and fluttered in the wind.

At the moment when the target was determined, all kinds of information that he saw with his eyes, smelled with his nose, heard with his ears, and felt with his skin poured into the depths of his mind.

The lock-on ability works where he can't perceive it.

The information integration and calculation were completed between the electric light and flint, and the impulse was quickly fed back to Chen Mu.

He just followed this faint impulse and threw stones instinctively.

The next moment, the stone appeared next to the reed standing out from the crowd.

The edge of the stone that came at high speed gently touched the reed pole, causing it to tremble slightly, and then quickly moved away.

You can really point to where to fight. Chen Mu sighed.

The idea is activated, the stone is thrown, and his idea is perfectly realized.

Little Chen Feidao, there are no cases of false hair? Chen Mu sighed helplessly: It's a good ability, but unfortunately it can't break armor.

In the end, it is just the ordinary throwing ability, and the initial speed determines the power, range and direction of the throw.

Can't break armor, can't turn.

Chen Mu felt a little regretful.

The so-called locking is nothing more than calculating the prediction as much as possible.

The farther away the less accurate.

But soon he was happy. After all, another skill to the limit.

Liver skills, brushing experience, just the moment you practice to the top, can bring him a strong sense of satisfaction.

If I get an armor-piercing magic weapon in the future, maybe it can really become a magical skill. Chen Mu thought with a smile.

...

He was happy for a long time. Only then did I get back to grilling fish, eating fish, and raising leeks.

Bai Miaojin and Cui Cui appeared when the whole process was about to end.

I thought you didn't come, you're going to leave. Chen Mu shrugged, grabbed ten live fish from the wooden barrel, and began to pickle them.

Eat first, I'll do it later.

I went to see an acquaintance and made a recommendation. Bai Miaojin nodded slightly in greeting and explained lightly.

The sincerity man is from Qingfengguan, Xiaobai, you shouldn't recommend him to Shangguanji. Cuicui picked up a grilled fish and whimpered while whistling.

Sincerity? Backpacker?

Chen Mu couldn't help but stop moving.

That guy followed the anti-Wang Chaofang, but now he secretly came to see Shangguan Ji, there must be a conspiracy. Cuicui wrinkled her nose.

Just don't get involved. Bai Miaojin looked indifferent.

Chen Mu's eyes couldn't help narrowing, but the Taoist priest moved quickly.

Losing his moral integrity, he immediately turned to King Chao for the sake of Qian Ji Ling.

Xiao Bai, you are confused. You have already gotten involved in introducing him. If something bad happens, Shangguan Ji will definitely trouble us. Cui Cui looked at Bai Miaojin with hatred.

It's okay. Bai Miaojin took the wooden plate and slowly ate the grilled fish with a calm expression: He doesn't dare.

Chen Mu came back to his senses. The number one master of Nanyang Mansion is unattractive?

The fierce general is so domineering!

That's right, he can't even beat you, so he really doesn't dare to trouble us. Cuicui was stunned.

Yes, this is not a pretty girl in front of me. But a wise and terrifying ghost!

But... come to Shangguan Ji with sincerity?

Chen Mu frowned slightly, and he suddenly had a bad premonition.

Is this sincere Taoist going to take refuge in Shangguanji? Chen Mu pretended to be curious and inquired carefully.

I don't know. Bai Miaojin shook her head indifferently.

I know. Cuicui giggled: He gave Shangguan Ji a defense map and wanted Shangguan Ji to attack Chao Fang's camp.

Chen Mu: ...

This wave of operations... seems familiar.

He said that Chao Fang got the Jinghong Gang's defense map and was going to attack the Jinghong Gang.

As long as Shangguan Ji seizes the opportunity, he can take the opportunity to seriously damage Chao Fang.

Chen Mu was stunned, and he was a little confused.

No, you have to scratch it!

First of all, Chao Tianwang is going to attack the Jinghong Gang;

The Jinghong Gang will most likely attack Tangshan Army;

Now I sincerely invite Tang Shan's army to attack Chao Tianwang...

What a perfect ring...

Perfect egg!

Chen Mu's whole body is numb?

I just sent out a defense map, how could it become the current situation? !

The world is so magical! The three parties are circling and fighting, how chaotic will it be then?

Isn't this so unfinished!

...

Jinghong Gang resident.

Jin Wuduan's appreciator's defense map.

I didn't expect Section Master Zhang to have such a means.

Zhang Ye cupped his hands excitedly: The little tricks of the eagle, laugh at me, laugh at me.

This is not a small trick. Jin Wuduan looked left and right.

The brushstrokes are delicate, the characters are vivid, and the key is authenticity.

With such painting skills, the No. 1 painter in Nanyang Mansion has no such means.

Tang Master Zhang, don't be stingy with pen and ink, you must draw a portrait for me when you have time!

I'm sure if I'm free, I'm sure if I'm free. Zhang Ye sneered.

It's alright if you let me dance, and you let me draw a picture, isn't it hard for me?

But he couldn't say it yet.

I can't explain this defense map.

I have written down the credits of Sectional Master Zhang, what do you want? Jin Wuduan asked with a smile.

Zhang Ye immediately returned to his senses.

He had an idea about this for a long time, and he suddenly looked generous: It's my duty to help the gang. I don't pick it.

Jin Wuduan nodded with a smile.

It's just that I, the hall master, have just recovered, and the new assignment to my brother is uneven in martial arts, and the coordination is messy. It may affect the operation tomorrow night.

I wonder if the gang leader can be accommodating and let me take these brothers to the civilian husband camp to watch prisoners and transport supplies?

The smile on Jin Wuduan's face became wider: Alright, you can follow Sheng'er. He just happened to be going to the Tangshan Army and Civilian Camp.

Zhang Ye was instantly overjoyed.

The people's camp is nothing but a group of coolies.

Even with a large number of people, the force is not strong.

As long as you are frightened, you must surrender immediately.

Didn't they go there to help watch over the prisoners and transport supplies?

It's hard to restore the position of the hall master, but I can't wave anymore!

This wave has finally stabilized.