"Changhe, what do you have to say now?"

Buhe stepped forward and shouted fiercely, "Agora is dead, and you must bury him." ”

"Funeral ......"

"Funeral ......"

"Kill them ......"

Many Mongolian warriors around shouted along.

"Humph!"

The Changhe Taoist immediately snorted coldly, his voice was like a muffled thunder around him, and he did not show weakness in the face of thousands of people on the other side, and even suppressed the voices of everyone on the other side, and shouted in a deep voice: "Agora is dead, what does it have to do with me? He died at the hands of his own apprentice, he can't teach his apprentice well, and he suffers by himself!"

The masters and samurai of the Great Snow Mountain who heard this all looked extremely ugly.

Today's incident is indeed a disaster within the Great Snow Mountain.

Batu, the first young disciple of Daxue Mountain, colluded with Lao Maozi and almost wiped out the door of Daxue Mountain, which is no wonder to others, not to mention that the three Changhe Taoist priests have helped a lot.

"If we hadn't helped you kill Na Ye, you would all have died. Now you are still taking revenge and trying to kill us? Hmph, you are indeed the descendants of Temujin, a group of white-eyed wolves. ”

The Changhe Taoist priest unceremoniously scolded Buhe and the others.

Buhe's face was dark, his murderous aura was condensed, and under the condensation of qi and blood, several wounds on his body that had just begun to heal began to burst and bleed again, and he was breathing rapidly, and his eyes were almost like eating the three of the Changhe Taoist priests.

"Bucher, alright. ”

Muren came up and drank lightly, and reached out to pull Buhe over.

But. Buhe didn't eat Muren at all. His shoulders shook. Directly broke free from Muren's hand. Turned to stare at Mu Ren and said in a deep voice: "Mu Ren, don't think that I don't know that you have colluded with the old Taoist priest, hum." ”

Mu Ren was suddenly shocked, glared at Buhe and became unceremoniously, and said coldly: "Buhe, Agula just left, what do you want to do? What do I have to do with Changhe? What did I do to be sorry for the Snow Mountain? At this time, you don't need to use your brain?"

Bucher snorted coldly, and felt that he was a little out of words. Turned to deal with the bullet inside the wound and stopped talking.

Two Mongolian warriors carried Agoura on a stretcher made of cowhide and gently placed him in the middle.

There was a trace of sadness on the expressions of the young people such as Baye, Ai Dingsan, and Amur, and the surrounding warriors of the Mongolian tribe in the Great Snow Mountain were even more silent, and an atmosphere of sadness condensed here.

Agoura was covered in blood, one of his left arms had been severed, five fingers of his right hand were missing, and a huge wound on his abdomen was clearly visible. Streams of blood were still flowing.

However, he still has a trace of breath.

Reluctantly opened his eyes. Agoura's eyes looked straight at the sky, and he muttered with the last trace of breath, "Master, I was wrong. ”

After saying that, his breath disappeared without a trace, and he didn't close his eyes when he was dying.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

Back then, his master told them to beware of Lao Maozi, told them not to fight in the nest, and let them ......

Agoura didn't do any of it, and the final result was that the whole door was destroyed. He himself died, several of his own apprentices died, and only one Batu was left who deceived his teachers and destroyed his ancestors.

Therefore, he did not turn a blind eye, except for leaving behind a Batu who deceived his teachers and destroyed his ancestors, and left nothing else.

All the people present in the Great Snow Mountain looked gloomy, and some of the people who were emotional even left tears.

Wang Cheng stood quietly in front of Na Ye's corpse, looking at the crowd of people kneeling down in the snowy mountains around him, his heart was calm, and he was still reminiscing about the battle just now and experiencing the understanding in the battle.

It can be said that he is a martial idiot.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Monk Mingde whispered a Buddha name, and said lightly: "Agoura has already gone, but what Daxue Mountain owes to our Vajra Sect must also be returned." ”

"Old bald donkey, you are looking for death!"

Buhe was furious, and as soon as he broke free from Edin San, who had bandaged his wounds, rushed up and punched the monk Mingde.

If it was the heyday of Buhe, the monk Mingde would have to act cautiously.

But now, Buhe's strength is still half of it at most, and Monk Mingde is certainly not afraid at all. With a wave of his hand, his huge palm condensed a layer of substantial qi, grabbed Buhe's fist in his hand, and then exerted force with his arm, directly knocking Buhe back several steps without standing firmly.

"Mingde, what are you doing?"

Mu Ren's eyes were firmly fixed on Monk Mingde and Daoist Changhe, and his tone was also a little unkind.

Monk Mingde said with a serious expression: "I just want to retrieve the things of my Vajra Sect, as well as the secret methods of the eight or nine Buddhas that your Mongolian cavalry went to the Indian Buddha Sect to rob, this is what I deserve!"

"Impossible!"

Mu Ren shook his head resolutely and said, "Old monk, even if Agoura is no longer there, it is impossible for us to promise you that our Great Snow Mountain has not yet fallen to the point of being bullied by others. ”

Monk Mingde's aura rose, and he looked like he was about to make a move at any time.

Muren and Buhe were also hurriedly put on guard, looking like they were facing a great enemy, almost all of them were injured, so their strength dropped greatly.

If the Mingde monk and the Changhe Taoist master and apprentice join forces, their masters in the Great Snow Mountain may not be able to stop them.

However, the murderous aura still rises on the bodies of everyone in the Great Snow Mountain, and at any time, they have their own unyielding pride.

At this time, Bale knelt next to Agoura's corpse, looked at the Changhe Taoist priest, and said in a calm tone: "Agoura is dead, I can leave the Great Snow Mountain." ”

Buhe and Muren's expressions changed again, but they didn't expect that at this time, Bale was about to break away from the Great Snow Mountain, which was definitely a worse thing for them, and it also meant that there was no one in the northern mountain of Agora who could resist it and was about to disappear.

"Bale, what do you do?"

Buhe scolded in a deep voice: "You are from the Great Snow Mountain. ”

Balak shook his head affirmatively and said, "I'm not from the Great Snow Mountain. ”

So saying, Balak stood up from the ground firmly. Step by step, he walked to the side of the Taoist priest of Changhe and stood still.

A hint of relief appeared on the face of the Long Crane Daoist. Laughing happily. patted Bale on the shoulder and smiled: "Good, good, good, Bale, I still recognize you as a brother." ”

Bale's expression was very complicated, and he didn't speak for a while, just nodded. Stood there in silence.

Rub and rub......

Around, the sound of a horse chopping knife rubbing was unusually harsh, and in the sun, the sunlight reflected by the blades was also very dazzling.

In reality, the scene of hundreds of people holding blades is still a bit shocking.

Hundreds of Mongolian warriors seemed to be soldiers ready to charge at any moment at any moment, and everyone was ready to sacrifice.

Because, each of them knows very well what kind of master they are facing, and it is not possible to win with more people, let alone with more people. There are also hidden snipers in the mountains.

Wang Cheng came to the side of his master, Taoist Changhe, and the qi and blood in his body were transported for a while. Has recovered. He looked extremely vigilant, looked at Muren and Buhe and said, "Senior Muren, I think you have forgotten your deal with us. Think about it, why did you almost suffer the disaster this time. It's because you are not united, you three masters are working separately, and Batu seized the gap, and Lao Maozi seized the opportunity......"

"If you can't do it, we can help you kill Buhe, and from then on you will be the only master of the Great Snow Mountain, the new sect master of the Great Snow Mountain. Under your leadership, the Great Snow Mountain will definitely be more powerful than in the past, and that is the Great Snow Mountain that you and your master both want to see, and the current Great Snow Mountain is already in name only. ”

The effect of these words is very good, and it also speaks to the hearts of some people.

Buhe took Edinsan and Amur to immediately distance himself from Muren, his expression was extremely vigilant, he looked at Wang Cheng with a gloomy face, then at Muren, and said in a deep voice: "Muren, I knew that you had a problem with them. Your apprentice Baye is with that little Taoist priest every day, I didn't expect you to collude with the Han people......"

"Hmph, Bucher, be careful what you say. I, Muren, have never done anything in my life to be sorry for the Snow Mountain, I'm tired, so I'll go back and rest first. ”

Mu Ren glared at Buhe, then at Wang Cheng vigorously, and turned around a little tired and left, as if he was going back to deal with the wounds on his body.

Ba Ye also glared at Wang Cheng vigorously, it was this kid who put his master in a dilemma at the moment, and now he would be in a difficult situation in the Great Snow Mountain!

Wang Cheng smiled back at the eyes of the master and apprentice, not ashamed of his behavior, but proud.

As soon as Agoura died, there were only two people left in the Great Snow Mountain. The remaining contradictions between Buhe and Muren will inevitably intensify further, and he will sow discord at this time, so that the contradictions between the two will be directly put on the table, and the effect will definitely be surprisingly good.

Perhaps, in the short future, there will be a war between Buhe and Muren, which will further weaken the strength of the Great Snow Mountain.

Bang...... Bang...... Bang......

Three more gunshots rang out almost simultaneously, and it was like thunder in the canyon of the Daisetsuzan Mountains.

Puff puff......

Three bullets were fired at the feet of the Mongolian warriors in the front row, and the large-caliber bullets kicked up a cloud of dirt.

The rows of warriors with swords suddenly stopped, although they were still staring at Wang Cheng and the four of them with fierce looks, but no one stepped forward again.

Buhe watched Mu Ren leave with a group of people with a dark face, glared at Wang Cheng fiercely, and said in a deep voice: "Old Taoist, little Taoist, old bald donkey, you wait." ”

With that, Bucher turned and left with his men.

As for Agoura's body, neither Muren nor Buhe disposed of it. Instead, it was handled by an old man from the Great Snow Mountain who was in charge of this matter, as if he was a sacrifice, dressed very quaintly and solemnly, and carried Agoura's body away with a few people.

Monk Mingde also took a cloth bag and packed Na Ye's body, ready to take it back to the Vajra Sect in the Western Regions.

Wang Cheng stood in front of his master, Daoist Changhe, and said in a low voice: "Master, is he Master Mingde?"

Daoist Changhe looked puzzled and serious, and said a little depressedly: "If you just look at his appearance, he is an old bald donkey of Mingde, I have known Mingde decades ago, and it is impossible to admit my mistake." But what Na Ye said was definitely not deliberately deceiving us, although this person was ruthless, he didn't bother to deceive people. ”

"And he's not?"

Wang Cheng asked softly.

Taoist priest Changhe also shook his head, saying that he did not know and could not determine the identity of Monk Mingde.

It's just that both the master and apprentice and Bal kept enough vigilance against the old monk.

Monk Mingde didn't say much to the master and apprentice, folded his hands and bent down to make a big salute, and then carried the bag containing Na Ye's corpse, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the valley with a sad face.

The remaining Mongolian warriors around began to disperse one after another, no longer surrounding Wang Cheng and a few people, but began to clean up the aftermath and dispose of the corpses everywhere.

It is preliminarily estimated that at least a thousand people died in the Snow Mountain this time, plus the wounded, at least more than 2,000 people, after all, the hundreds of mercenaries fired with all their strength was not a joke, and the strafing of the heavy machine guns was also a human life harvesting machine, and the pieces of corpses were stacked on top of each other, looking a little terrifying.

Daoist Changhe took Wang Cheng and Bale towards Muren's room and whispered to Bale, "What are your plans?"

Bale seemed to relax a lot at once, perhaps because he had seen through many things, without a trace of the fierceness he had before, and said in an indifferent tone: "I'll go and live on your Martial Saint Mountain, I don't know how much time I have left, just spend the rest of my life in your Taoist temple." ”

Daoist Changhe didn't refute, but said: "It's okay, I have everything to eat and live, whatever you want." ”

Balak nodded, and said no more, glancing deeply at the mountain to the north, which was Agoura's territory.

Now, with Agoura's death, his forces must be scattered.

Muren and Buhe will definitely rob the clansmen and other resources of Beishan, the three of them are nominally brothers, but no one will be polite at the critical moment, especially now that there are only two competitors left, whoever is weaker will be at a disadvantage, and one bad will die.

In fact!

Just now, Mu Ren took the first step, either to go back to deal with it, or to take someone to Beishan first. In terms of IQ, Muren can definitely crush Buhe's reckless man.

When the Changhe Taoist priest and Wang Cheng and Bale walked halfway up the mountain. Mu Ren walked back from a mountain road behind, followed by Baye and a few masters, each holding a few boxes in their hands, the things brought back from the Agoura Mountain, all of them were classics of the Great Snow Mountain, as well as some more valuable or more confidential things.

"Congratulations to Senior Muren. ”

Wang Cheng looked at Mu Ren and said with a smile.

Mu Ren looked at Wang Cheng deeply and said, "Little Taoist, do you think you have eaten me?"

Wang Cheng shook his head and said, "Don't dare." ”

Mu Ren looked at Changhe and said, "Changhe, your apprentice is more unscrupulous than you. ”

Daoist Changhe said calmly: "The purpose is correct, it is enough. ”

Consequentialism!

Mu Ren snorted coldly, did not argue with Daoist Changhe about this, threw a small box in Baye's hand directly to Wang Cheng, and said in a deep voice: "This is what you want." ”

Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows, gently opened the box and looked at it, and saw that several books in it were all requested by himself. At that moment, he was not polite, and threw the red snow pile method that he copied directly to Muren hidden in his waist.

When Mu Ren took the red snow pile method, his hands trembled a little, and then he put it in his coat and left with Baye. (To be continued.) )