Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Gathering of Anti-Cadre Forces
Zeng Zichen's eyes flickered, and the bottom of his deep eyes was dark and boundless in an instant. No one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
"Your Highness, it's time for us to hit the road!" the Moon Worship Sect Master's hands folded in front of him, a glint flashing in his calm and waveless eyes.
Zeng Zichen nodded. led the Praetorian Guards on their return journey again.
On the trunk of the tree, Tang Jinlongying's tall body was still standing straight, staring closely at Zeng Zichen's figure, two clusters of sparks dancing in his deep black pupils, but without the slightest murderous aura.
Xiao Yuebai ignored Zeng Zichen and the others who had left, nor did she pay attention to the noise of the crowd on the hill at this time, watching coldly, her slightly drooping eyelids contained a faint murderous intent and thoughts, Xiao Yuebai didn't expect that in a few days, Mo Yufei, who had several faces, was so unfathomable. This made him, who has always been very proud, feel a little lonely for the first time, but it was only for a moment.
Swaying the jasper-gilt fan in her hand a few times, Xiao Yuebai returned to normal again.
"Holy Son, did you ever know the identity of that Mo Yufei!?"
Xiao Yuebai was silent, and her two eyes fell on Tang Jinlong's body without any scruples, as if they could penetrate all his thoughts.
Tang Jinlong looked at the man in front of him who exuded a dark and mysterious aura, and a trace of awe inexplicably surged in his heart.
saw the folding fan in Xiao Yuebai's hand shaking lightly, nodded at him, and shook his head again. In Tang Jinlong's incomprehensible vision, he turned and left.
He walked with a languid step, gracefully in the air, like a staircase, the angular corners of his lips silently pulling out a chic and wanton smile. "I didn't expect that the forces that don't ask about the world are also in the world? Is it really as the master said, the battle of the world?
Liu Ruyan glanced sideways slightly, and met the disappearing back. In an instant, countless peerless splendor flowed, what was Mo Yufei's identity? There was a sudden palpitation in her heart, as if she had thought of something, which could also explain why the master asked her to accompany Mo Yufei. The aura that was originally as cold as frost was a little cracked in an instant. And this is only noticed by the wood dust around him.
The people on the hill were infinitely restless at this time, and they were entangled in the question of whether to continue to follow Zeng Zichen. But Zeng Zichen's visit to the door this time was enough to make the people here timid. They all looked at Xiao Yuebai, Liu Ruyan and the others, but when they saw that they had returned to the tent, they broke off the idea of continuing to follow.
Three days later, all the clans and families who wanted to participate in this mission began to assemble on the hill. In the face of Daqian's plan to invite the king into the urn this time, the forces found that if they continued to be scattered into sand, they had no chance of winning.
If you want this battle to make the big cadres lose their wives and lose their troops, the alliance has become an inevitable trend.
The masters sent by all the forces arrived as scheduled, and they all gathered on the hills here.
On the edge of the woods, Tang Tinghua, the head of the Tang family, glanced at Tang Jinlong with a serious expression: "I heard that you have entered the Holy Demon Pure Land?"
In the face of his father's questioning, Tang Jinlong glanced at Tang Tinghua calmly, his eyes were still as calm as a mirror, and he looked at each other silently, as if he was competing in secret.
Between heaven and earth, it seemed that only the two of them were left, silent, only a battle in the dark.
Tang Tinghua was the first to lose, his eyes drooped, and all his emotions were hidden under his thick eyelashes. He looked a little tired, thinking that the death of his son, who was not taken seriously, actually brought harm to the man in front of him. "I see, you go out first!"
Tang Jinlong's eyes flashed with a dark light, he glanced deeply at his father in front of him, and turned to leave.
"Golden Dragon!" Tang Tinghua's voice was low, but there was a hint of imperceptible hoarseness.
Tang Jinlong's body trembled slightly, and his steps stopped. It's just that the head and body still haven't returned.
"You go back to the sect, I'll take revenge!"
"Impossible!" Tang Jinlong's tone was as firm as iron, and he strode away. Tang Tinghua stared at the back of his eldest son, and stood speechless for a long time.
Come to a deserted forest and look at the dappled sunlight shining through the pages.
Tang Jinlong wanted to roar, wanted to vent.
Tang Jinlong could clearly hear the tiredness and concern in Tang Tinghua's words.
But it was too late, Tang Jinlong lay on the grass, slowly closed his eyes, and entered the darkness, thinking in his heart, "It's too late!"
There is a cave dozens of miles away from the hill, and it can be said that there is a cave heaven after passing through several hundred meters.
After passing through the cave is a valley, which is not big, about the size of three football fields, but it is a real valley.
However, unlike other valleys, this valley gets smaller and smaller the higher you go, leaving only a millstone-like exit to see the sky, and the sunlight shines through this small opening.
The valley is almost completely closed, but not dim, and the sunlight from the small hole spreads over the entire valley, and the earthlings may know that this wonder is caused by the mottled reflection of the hedron on the rock wall of the valley, which can only be explained by ingenuity in this world.
It is so secret, but it was inadvertently found by a loose cultivator, and in order to curry favor with the forces that came here, he contributed this place as a place for discussion.