This night, Xu Heng sat for the end.

But in other places, other people, for the coming tomorrow, for the land of the dynasty, the people of Li are preparing for the coming tomorrow, which is very important to the land of the Yang Dynasty and the people of Li, and they are making preparations all night.

At night, in the midst of the mountains, a team marched silently and silently among the mountains without torches.

There are nearly 40 people in the same industry, wearing different clothes, tall, short, fat and thin, the same is a strong body, a vigorous posture. The mountain road is difficult to walk, but these people can maintain the speed of galloping horses, and the distance between them is stable and not chaotic, and they are hidden in formation according to the different terrain they pass.

This kind of march has been going on for nearly an hour before.

In a change of position that occurred with the change of terrain, a tall and strong figure and another relatively thin figure came close to each other, and while no one was paying attention, the stout man beamed into a line and sent the words that had been held all the way to the ears of his old friend:

"Hey, old cough, we've been walking in the Yinshan Mountains for nearly two hours, and then there's a place where the birds don't, so many of us were recruited at once, what is going on?

Finally said the words that had been held in his heart for a long time, Lao Zhuang suddenly felt physically and mentally, and even ran with the team more energetically, but the old friend not far away next to him seemed to have not heard the words, while lowering his head and covering his mouth with his hand to resist coughing, while turning a deaf ear to Lao Zhuang's words.

Lao Zhuang waited for a long time and didn't wait for an answer, thinking that his old friend didn't hear it, so he repeated it again, and after waiting for a long time there was still no response, so he repeated it again.

But this thing doesn't even look back, this is obviously pretending to be deaf.

Lao Zhuang's temper immediately came up, taking advantage of the team's change of position, just about to touch his old friend twice, Lao Cough suddenly coughed low, and at the same time the familiar voice reached Lao Zhuang's ears:

"Work more, talk less. There are many people. ”

How many people are mixed?

The old man is happy, he has always done it rightly, what he wants to do, it is absolutely above board, when have you ever been afraid of others eavesdropping?

"Hey, you don't know me, if you don't tell me, I'll be uncomfortable, I'll be uncomfortable, and others will have to be uncomfortable too......"

As soon as the old Zhuang chattered voice came, the old cough began to feel uncomfortable, and he glanced at the colleagues of different divisions around him who were intently concentrating on the journey.

They are all the most elite elites of each division, and their martial arts are not low, and they are all human spirits except for the goods around them. When these people with similar martial arts are around, no one can hide it from anyone with internal force, but the old friend really doesn't seem to hear the answer and is not ready to stop, so he has to helplessly transmit the voice:

"Thinking about the series of tasks I did a while ago, can't you think of what to do?"

"I can't think of it. ”

Although it was already a top ten thing, he still didn't want to say it too obviously, so he had to remind his old friend euphemistically, but the answer that his old partner didn't want to think about was overwhelming.

The old cough was so suffocated that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood, and he couldn't help but slowly say the answer he guessed:

"I guess we're going—"

As soon as the words came out, Lao Cough could almost feel the ears of the people around him quietly twitching, but halfway through the words, the old friend was more unbearable than the people next to him, and it seemed that he even had to take out the shovel sword he was carrying behind his back to remind himself not to say half of it.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he could only hate and say:

"We're supposed to be going,"

"Kill the gods!"

"Killing gods?"

Lao Zhuang smiled dumbly, not to mention whether he could kill or not, how many gods are there in Dayang?

A smile just appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he thought of the secret files about the previous dynasty that he had turned over with the old cough a few days ago, and the gods in them were still breathing. It was only at this time that he realized how solemn the atmosphere around him was after his old friend said those two words.

"Is it really a god-killing god? the god of punishment in the name of cruelty and bloodshed in the previous dynasty?"

He shuddered and looked at the background walking at the front of the entire team: "Shouldn't this kind of thing be done by the Heavenly Master with the Taoist priest?"

"What's the use of finding a group of martial artists? Let that little Taoist lead the team, isn't this mission more auspicious......

At the front of the team, the figure that made Lao Zhuang extremely uneasy was wearing a Taoist robe, and his face was still immature, but when his eyes turned, there seemed to be lightning flashing, and the power was contained.

The same team also appeared in all directions of the mountains, chasing them towards a single goal in a closed circle.

……

After a long time, before dawn but close to dawn, the whole forest was still asleep, and it was the thickest hour of the night. Somewhere on the bank of the Cangjiang River, an unknown conversation is taking place between the two:

"Did you find it?"

"No, according to the last traces she left, she may have entered the Cangjiang River. ”

"If that letter is really written by Lan Phoenix, a fake letter to trick us, then the little pink girl who tried to infiltrate the secret land of the Genshin Impact Sect according to that method is most likely to fall into the hands of the Punishment God. ”

“……”

"By the way, an hour after you left the riverbank, the Neon Dress Fairy and the Young Master of Ten Thousand Swords Villa appeared!"

"Sheng girl and sword boy?" the voice paused, "what about them?"

"Went downstream, disappeared by the river......"

"......" the questioner's voice was slightly annoyed, "What do you think of people?!

"......" The person who was questioned did not defend himself, and said after the other party's anger subsided slightly, "Fairy Sheng and Sword Shaoxia seem to have walked to the river because they were looking for the little pink girl, and then the same situation happened when Genshin Impact made a move, and the two of them disappeared after the reaction of several brothers who were watching, and then their subordinates also went to investigate, and there was no trace of the third person...... The brothers guessed that Genshin Impact had struck again......"

"Is it Genshin Impact?"

After a moment of silence, the man said again, "Arrange a few brothers to keep an eye on that position for a while, be careful, they are staring at Cangjiang in many ways." ”

"I'll arrange ...... now."

One of the shadows retreated, and the remaining man was silent in the darkness for a long time, coming out of the darkness as the light of dawn shone out.

After thinking about it for so long in the dark, Huang Haojia figured out something, his face became solemn and chaotic, and he rarely hesitated about what to do.