Three days later.

Not far from Yushan, many people suddenly appeared.

The clothes of these people are not very uniform, and judging from their expressions, they seem calm and calm, and there is no emotion.

The two people standing in front of this group of people, if they let the people of the "Anti-Imperialist League" see them, they will definitely be able to recognize them, one is Duan Qi, and the other is an old man surnamed Song from the Dragon Slaying Sect.

They had apparently come here with some purpose, scattered around, each taking care to restrain their breath, conceal their figures, and place themselves in this mountain forest from being discovered by passers-by.

There are only two people, Duan Qi and the old man surnamed Song, the place they chose is more hidden, and the angle is very tricky, unless they are observed closely, it is easy to ignore.

This is the advantage of Emperor Sword Mountain.

In this land boundary, there is no place that Emperor Sword Mountain is not familiar with, digging three feet into the ground, everything that can be dug in it has remarks, if you want to find a suitable place for concealment and ambush, it is not too easy.

The old man surnamed Song glanced at Duan Qi beside him, and said suspiciously: "Nephew Duan Xian, you are the young mountain master of Emperor Sword Mountain, why do you always follow the old man and do these dangerous things?"

Duan Qi had a natural smile on his face and explained with a smile: "The juniors just feel that the seniors are very strong and have superb means, so by following the seniors, you can learn more things." ”

"You kid is telling the truth. ”

The old man surnamed Song touched his goatee and was quite complacent.

Duan Qi smiled on his face, and scolded in his heart, don't you Dragon Slaying Sect have anyone who can make sycophants? Can such an inferior sycophant listen so happily?

He was a little nostalgic for the days when Dong was by his side for three years, with that guy by his side, and he didn't have to worry about this kind of thing of slapping horses to adjust the atmosphere.

Scolding is scolding, and there should still be respect.

After thinking for a while, he took out a jar of wine from his storage bag and said with a smile: "Senior Song, it is still early for us to act at this time, the junior heard that you have a hobby for wine, this is Songming wine that has been stored in Qiucheng for twenty years, and the junior specially asked to buy it, do you want to taste it first?"

The old man surnamed Song waved his hand when he heard it: "Excuse me, I have a task tonight, and it is not suitable for drinking." ”

"Uh...... Good. ”

Hearing the answer of the old man surnamed Song, Duan Qi was stunned, a little surprised by the consciousness of the old man surnamed Song, when did this old thing talk about rules like this?

But since the other party has said so, he can only respect the other party's ideas.

Forcing the other person, unless he's crazy.

Just as he was about to withdraw the jar in his hand, the old man reached out and grabbed his wrist, and at the same time looked at him with the gaze of a child who could not read.

Smacked his lips and said, "Well, you're right, it's still early, it's still okay to take a little bite." ”

Duan Qi: "???"

Regarding the old man's rhetoric, Duan Qi felt in his heart, and he could only explain it with the reason that "the master's thinking is different from that of us ordinary people".

......

"If my estimation is not wrong, the Emperor Sword Mountain's side should take action at this time. ”

In the big tent of the Steady Sword Sect, Zhong Yu's face was calm, as if he was talking about an irrelevant matter.

At this time, there were only a few people standing on his left and right, and these people were people that Zhong Yu believed was credible or worthy of trust.

Including the principals of the Dao Sword Sect and the Dragon Sword Palace, they are all here at this time.

Hearing Zhong Yu's words, someone asked casually, "What if the estimation is wrong?"

Zhong Yu glanced at the man, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

The man consciously said the wrong thing by mistake, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, subconsciously refute, forgive me." ”

Without listening to his apology, Zhong Yu replied to him very seriously: "If my estimation is wrong, then our 'Anti-Imperialist Alliance' will be greatly damaged because of this operation, and we can even declare this alliance a failure, and if we push it back, the entire Zilin County will have no place for us......"

Zhong Yu's understatement made the faces of everyone at the scene change slightly.

They didn't expect the consequences to be so severe.

Everyone knows very well what will happen to the "anti-imperialist alliance" if it fails, and everyone here will definitely die.

And the disciples who stay in the sect and act as the flame of the sect will definitely face the wrath of Emperor Sword Mountain, and hope for the benevolence of Emperor Sword Mountain, Ruyi Sect and Lingxian Sect are a lesson from the past.

Zhong Yu didn't seem to see everyone's faces, and said to himself: "Actually, it's okay to make a mistake in estimation, even if the estimate is correct, it may not be a good thing, maybe this operation will only make us fail in advance......

The faces of everyone at the scene were not very good, but after hearing Zhong Yu's words, they were even worse.

Nima, don't you want to be so ruthless, we are almost ready to act, but you are telling us these frustrating words??

"But ......"

Zhong Yu pinched his eyebrows, and changed his words: "If we succeed, then ......"

There was a strange light in his eyes: "This will be the most important rhythm point for us to defeat Emperor Sword Mountain, turn the tables!"

The few people next to him were silent, but the light in their eyes brightened a lot.

Zhong Yu's face was calm, and he looked at the old man with a thin face from the Dao Sword Sect: "Senior, this time...... You need to be ...... I wonder how much strength you still have?"

The thin old man paused for two breaths and said slowly, "Seventy." ”

The thin old Dao is the powerhouse of the Dao Sword Sect a hundred years ago, the first sword of Zilin County.

"Senior, after this time, you may be ......"

"Poor Dao knows. ”

The old Dao pulled his dry wrinkled skin and smiled: "Poor Dao has little time, if you can be martyred for the sect before you die, it is natural." ”

In fact, if it weren't for Emperor Sword Mountain's troubles this time, this veteran Daoist would probably go alone to a sect hostile to the Dao Sword Sect to kill the Quartet before the deadline was approaching, just like Mo Fang did at the beginning.

Similar behavior is the norm in Zilin County.

Of course, this is a semi-gambling behavior, winning is one thing, losing is another, the two endings are completely different, you must have absolute confidence to dare to play like this.

"Well, please. ”

Zhong Yu arched his hand at him, speaking of which, when this senior was crisscrossing Zilin County, his master Mo Fang was only a little famous, and later when Mo Fang appeared on the stage, this senior had already retreated into the background and became the elder of the Dao Sword Sect, as for why the other party has survived so far, it should be the secret of the Dao Sword Sect, and no one will ask stupidly.

Then he arched his hand towards Zhang Genju, the head of the Dao Sword Sect, and said, "Zhang Zhangjiao, there are seniors of the Lao Gui Sect." ”

Zhang Genju bowed his head slightly and replied: "The ancients said that when you hear the Tao, you will die at night, and Uncle Shi is willing to believe in the Lord of the Zhong League, and the poor Dao is also willing to believe it." ”

The implication is that you are the leader of the alliance when you step on a horse, you have a point, then you have the final say, anyway, now everyone's lives are in your hands, you want to live together, you want to die together.

"So, gather the men......"