Ying Zhicheng thought about it again and again, but decided to disguise himself, in case Chu Qiang recognized him, he estimated that he would have to stew himself alive.

When he was first trapped in the cement processing plant, his ghost control technique did not improve much, and his three souls and seven spirits were entangled by twenty-four evil ghosts, and he thought about death every day.

And now, more than half of the nine living dead can move freely under his control, and the twenty-four evil ghosts have instead become the source of energy that drives them, and Ying Zhicheng is sparing his life day by day.

He was waiting for the day when he was accumulating, although it was not now, but he was not in a hurry, he had now deeply understood that until the last day, at the last moment, even at the last second, the beast should not show its fangs.

It's just that when I arrived in this forest, I saw that the faces of the two people in front of me were young or even young people, and I wondered: "Is it really the same name and surname?"

However, he didn't hesitate much, he just thought about completing the task assigned by Han Zhuo first.

Ying Zhicheng respectfully held the two dragon swords, and slowly walked to Chu Qiang and Song Lian: "This is Han Ye's intention, please accept it with a smile." ”

Chu Qiang and Song Lian were just talking about the lack of magic weapons to control the sword in the future, and they were looking forward to Han Zhuo taking them to find some treasures from the miracles in Nanzhou, and these would be ready to be sent to the door.

Chu Qiang was so happy that he took the sword and handed it to Song Lian, seeing that the entire sword body contained a slight golden light, he knew that it was a baby, and he immediately couldn't put it down.

Ying Zhicheng said: "The dragon sword is made of Fengming stone melted into Yang Yan steel, forged, Han Ye said that Yang Yan steel is the hottest and most yang thing in the world, so the Dragon Yin Sword also has a golden light, and the people who got the Xuanzheng Avenue drove the sword, and it was accompanied by the sound of thunder and dragon chanting, so it was named." ”

Chu Qiang's skill is higher than that of Song Lian, although he doesn't know how to control the magic weapon, but the peak of his strength drives his weak strength outward, and he can also roll the dragon sword into a mid-air flight, and after a few turns in the forest, he saw a golden light spinning left and right, and where he passed, the grass and trees were broken, and the rocks were broken.

Chu Qiang drove it back into his hand again, and exclaimed: "It's really a baby, thank you for this brother for sending the sword, by the way, does Han Ye have anything else to explain?"

Ying Zhicheng bowed slightly: "I just sent the sword below, the task has been completed, and I will leave." As he spoke, he slowly retreated into the forest and disappeared into the darkness.

Song Lian took a few steps forward and said suspiciously: "This person has come and gone without a trace, but I can't feel any martial arts cultivation aura on this person, like ...... Like ......" and I don't know how to explain it for a while.

Chu Qiang added: "Like a ghost?"

Song Lian was shocked and said, "That's right, can it be that Han Ye can even surrender to ghosts?"

Chu Qiang said with a smile: "Don't guess, I think our experience can't imagine Han Ye's level, cultivate hard, I hope that one day I can have his height, let's rest first." ”

The two went back to the grass hut one after another, but they didn't rest, one left and one right, each went back to their own room.

Song Lian looked at the dragon sword, thinking to himself, is this thing something that should exist in the world?

Chu Qiang gently placed the Long Yin Sword on the side of the bed, looked at the phone on the bedside that had not been used for a long time, and hesitated to give Han Zhuo a call, always feeling that he had something to explain.

……

There are many deserts in the northwest, and when the two brothers Jiang Huayu and Jiang Hualong were just starting out, they vowed to lay a piece of the world here.

Jiang Huayu once wrote a poem: "The sunset dyes the ancient road, and a few people return to the desert? And said to Jiang Hualong: "Brother, from now on, we will only be accompanied by the wind and rain of wandering the world." ”

Jiang Hualong always disdainful: "In the world, where there are two of our brothers, they are all homes, how can it be a wandering world?"

Now, after many years, their long-cherished wish has been completed, but the two have been separated by yin and yang.

"There is no home anymore, there is no Jiang Huayu in the world, only Yu Chenglong. ”

Yu Chenglong clenched his fists and looked at the vast Gobi Gangan, he wanted to use the power of the Western Religion to create an incident in the Langgan Desert and take the martial arts army for his own use, only one step away, he succeeded, but in the end he fell short.

Thinking of the scene when he went to the martial arts military base to "receive" that day, Yu Chenglong's palms clenched a little tighter, and finally laughed at himself: "I haven't been humiliated like this for many years." ”

A confidant secretary behind him stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Commander, the car is ready." ”

Yu Chenglong looked at the sunset at the end of the desert and said softly: "Where the sun sets, the afterglow is also brilliant. He turned around and got into the car with his secretary and came to a sand dune.

The base camp in the northwest region is actually still in Yangzhou, at the southern end of the Kunlun Mountains, but it is the northern west of the Kunlun Mountains, on the edge of the Langan Desert.

This has always been Yu Chenglong's secret base, and when Han Zhuo was looking for the big wooden stake that attacked the Martial Arts Army's C-Zilian underground, if he went further northwest, he would be able to discover Yu Cheng's underground secret base.

At this time, Yu Chenglong's guards drove him here, and the sand and gravel on the east side of the sand dune slowly sank, revealing an inward-facing passage, and the armored car drove straight in.

This underground base, layer upon layer, was originally a secret military base, which was requisitioned by Yu Chenglong for private use after being abandoned, and it was more like an underground fortress, in addition to a full range of military facilities, it also stored a large number of strategic resources such as food and oil.

Yu Chenglong's car drove to the innermost point and stopped, asking his secretary and security guards to stand by on standby, and he walked into the elevator in front.

The elevator ran down for more than a minute, Yu Chenglong walked out, came to a two-meter-wide cast iron door, stayed for two seconds, the infrared scanning system on the door automatically determined himself, the cast iron door slowly opened to both sides, Yu Chenglong walked in, and the door slowly closed.

Inside was a secret operations headquarters, but the décor was very simple, with a conference table and some chairs, and a huge sand table.

Inside stood nine tall men, uniformly dressed in wide robes, standing against the wall with their chests crossed, hoods obscuring most of their faces, and only a few faintly visible cross-shaped scars on their chins and cheeks.

After Yu Chenglong came in, they still didn't say a word, just stood quietly in place.

Yu Chenglong walked up to them, his mouth opened, he wanted to speak and stopped, and finally only smiled lightly: "I can't understand you ascetics in my life." ”

He turned around and sat down on the podium at the conference table, patted the microphone, and said, "Let them all come in." ”

After a while, the cast-iron door opened frequently, and nine more people walked in one after another, none of them seemed to be here for the first time, they were familiar with the door, and they consciously came to sit down around the conference room.

Yu Chenglong smiled and said, "You are not new faces to each other, do you need to introduce each other again?"

The first burly middle-aged man on the upper right said in a somewhat broken Chinese: "But we all gathered for a meeting, it is the first time, it is better to introduce it." ”

"Okay," Yu Chenglong still kept smiling, and introduced from left to right, "This is my staff, Mr. Mu Sanping, a martial arts master." ”

Mu Sanping was expressionless, Chongyu Jackie Chan nodded slightly, and didn't look at the others, which was a gesture.

Yu Chenglong then introduced: "This is Mr. Xiang Ci, the first seat of the 'Heavenly Vein', and the two next to him are his left and right hands. ”

"The first seat of Tianmai?" or the burly middle-aged man, with a disdainful tone, "As far as I know, the number one person in Tianmai should be a person named Lu Qiubai, right?"

The man named Xiang Ci stood up: "It's true that he established the Heavenly Mai, but he only loves his own cultivation, and the daily affairs of the entire Heavenly Mai are managed by me." ”

Yu Chenglong smiled: "So since it is the head of administration, it is not inappropriate to call it the first seat." He didn't give them a chance to argue, and continued, "The person on the right seat is His Excellency Satoshi Yamamoto of the Shinto Society. ”

The people in this group all knew each other originally, and some even met a few times, but it was the first time that they had gathered collectively on such a "formal" occasion, so I symbolically introduced it again.

Therefore, when they heard that the people of the Shinto Society of the Wakoku were attending such a secret meeting, the others did not see any new and shocked expressions.

"The four on the right of His Excellency Yamamoto are also our good friends and old friends, they have been active in Nanzhou before, the first one is the well-known Shinto Society pillar Liang Wushi senior, and the other three are his juniors, all of whom are martial arts masters, especially the ......" Yu Chenglong paused, and gestured to the middle-aged man with a hooked nose and a small mustache next to Wu Shi, "This is the Shinto Guiju Confluence Ninjutsu and Sword Master, Mr. Sanada Blade." ”

Sanada Blade and Takeshi are both people who don't like words, Sanada Blade hugged his chest and nodded, while Takeshi stood up, cleared his throat, and said: "We only accompany Satoshi Yamamoto at this meeting, and all matters related to the Shinto Society will be carried out by Satoshi Yamamoto." ”

Yu Chenglong nodded: "The presence of the old Wu Shi seniors is already enough to give face, no matter how the meeting goes and what the result is, in the end, you should ask and respect the opinions of the old people." ”

Wu Shi didn't say anything more, just nodded his head slightly, and sat down again.

Satoshi Yamamoto looked at Wu Shi, and saw that Wu Shi was really like a stone, sitting there motionless, his eyes half closed and half closed, as if he was napping, he really didn't intend to interfere with the meeting, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, he sat on the chair, leaned forward, put his arm on the table, and asked Yu Chenglong: "Commander Yu was suddenly convened today, is he ready to take action?"

After asking, he didn't look at Yu Chenglong again, but stared at Xiang Ci opposite, his eyes were sharp and cold.

Yu Chenglong officially entered the meeting at this time: "Yes, I think, we have all waited long enough. ”

Satoshi Yamamoto nodded with satisfaction, looked at Yu Chenglong again, and leaned back in the chair: "So, do you have any plans now?"

Yu Chenglong said: "I have found out where the entrance and key to the miracle in Nanzhou are. The tone is flat, but the effect is like dropping a ** on a calm lake.