Chapter Ninety-One: Qianmo Yin - Red Dust Refines the Heart
The thoughts gradually retracted, and the eyes that were originally slightly ethereal were now regained sharpness, and they slowly stood up from the main seat, and the original calm of standing with their hands was broken at the moment when the gray-clothed man stood up, like a peerless sword suddenly unsheathed at this moment, and the originally calm and waveless atmosphere was ruthlessly shattered by a cold domineering spirit at this moment.
The huge arm-thick candle, the mighty flame, shook violently in the blink of an eye. Seeing that it was about to be extinguished, it suddenly rekindled again, but in the silence, a violent wind was set off for no reason, and the head of the meeting did not move like the roots of an old tree, while Sima Dongming and the one-armed man in black shook uncontrollably, and in a kneeling posture, but between these changes, they almost fell.
"Hmph-let's talk about it, what is the situation of this operation, our elite has done its best, but it ended so dismally, shouldn't you explain something to me?"
Everywhere his eyes passed, it was the one-armed man in black, and he couldn't hear even the slightest fluctuation in his tone, but the two people below shivered fiercely inadvertently, and a trace of wordless fear quickly spread in his heart, it seemed that every time the Lord lectured everyone in such a tone, there would be his colleagues who were imprisoned in the dungeon.
In the past ten years, no less than a hundred people have gone there, but not a single one has come out of there, and even the bodies of those people have not been found, and all of them seem to have evaporated at that moment!
"What? Don't talk anymore, huh! I thought that if I was dumb, this matter would be over, the rules of Qianmo since a Jiazi, is it a decoration, answer the words of this seat! β
It was originally a soft, flat tone, but the further back, the more cold the tone became, and the last half of the sentence was already completely roaring out!
"His subordinates are guilty of capital crimes, please descend from the Lordβ"
The huge coercion, the unrestrained burst, like Mount Tai pressing the top, the power of Wan Jun instantly crushed the two of them ruthlessly to the ground, but the two kneeling on the ground did not dare to mobilize even the slightest internal force to resist this earth-shattering power.
They know that since Moon Dance has come back one step earlier, then the Lord must have investigated the matter clearly, and now he is furious here, but he is helpless to his subordinates, Qianmo Villa has never lost a hand since a Jiazi, but this time it has lost more than 100 first-class players and six top players in the land of Jingchu for no reason.
The only remaining commander was also cut off an arm, which can be described as a trough that has not been seen in sixty years, many years ago he took over the power of Qianmo, what a pride and ambition at that time, but this time it is tantamount to ruining his many efforts.
A touch of regret flashed in his eyes, and he shook his head helplessly, turned his back, looked at the vibrant green outside the window, and said indifferently when he first came.
"You retreat, Dongming stays, remember that no one is allowed to step within five zhang of this place, otherwise there will be no mercy!"
"Yes - subordinates retired!" A sentence came out, but suddenly found that his whole body had already been cleared by cold sweat, and the whole thing seemed to be fished out of the water, and a feeling of detachment came up.
"Get outβ"
A word like thunder, exploded in the ears of the man in black, it was originally a broken body, and at this time it was even worse, and the sound wave condensed by the violent internal force made the man in black more and more injured, but he didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and hurriedly climbed out.
The eyes of the man in gray unconsciously revealed a trace of disappointment, and he still did not turn around and said to Sima Dongming behind him.
"Issue a ban, and all the personnel outside Qianmo will be recalled within seven days, and there must be no mistakes!"
"Yes - subordinate order!
The order is forbidden, and the rise of Qianmo is not traceless.
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After March, on the Yangtze River, the largest water vein in the land of China is still as in the past, flowing unhurriedly, the gentle warmth of the morning sun is like silk gently spread to the river, a huge mast from a mountain pass turned out, look carefully, but there is a big flag fluttering in the wind on it, [bright moon], the word is so clear!
Mingyue Villa, one of the two major forces in Bashu, compared with the mystery of Shu Mountain, Mingyue Villa is more atmospheric and graceful.
At the bow of the boat, a young man dressed in black is standing against the wind, it has been half a month since he entered the land of Bashu, it is the end of spring at this time, and he can get to the ferry in a few days, and then take the dry road down to Mingyue Villa.
Since leaving the border of Chu State, Su Jin and Huangfu Mingjia have not heard from each other, every time they think of this, there will be a trace of uneasiness in their hearts, all along, Yan Hong has long been accustomed to the pleasant feeling of being able to do everything and grasping everything.
However, this inadvertently a series of intersections with the young master of Mingyue Villa had gone beyond the situation he had planned before, and the chess game was once again dragged out of his control.
I thought that by laying out the world, I would be invincible after all, but variables always stretched out inadvertently, and the general trend was always so elusive.
Looking at the golden morning light, Yan Hong's eyes flashed, perhaps it is the impermanence of this world that makes everything in this world full of challenges and opportunities, and the original ordinary life will have endless fun.
Thoughts are smooth, the mood is smooth, faintly, Yan Hong noticed that his state of mind seems to have improved a little in this short moment, if it is said that martial arts cultivation has an obvious realm division, every improvement will have obvious benefits to the martial artist, and it will bring obvious changes from the inside to the outside.
Then the state of mind is the real sense of the ethereal, no trace to be found, maybe you have been practicing all your life, but the state of mind is forever stagnant, once the state of mind and martial arts cultivation have reached the critical point of balance, then the martial artist will have [heart demons]!
The power of the demons can be big or small. The most obvious example is that judging from Yan Hong's eyesight, there are only two examples that he saw in books in his previous life, Xie Xun and Shi Zhixuan!
These two people, judging from his current knowledge, are the people who are deeply endangered by the demons in their hearts, Xie Xun's madness, Shi Zhixuan's demons, nothing more than that!
Smile lightly, indulge in the landscape, and experience the red dust, maybe not only for the future Wang Ba's grand plan, but also for the vast avenue, your own heart, can go further.
In the general trend, everything is an ant, but even if it is an ant, it will live its own wonderful life in this red dust!