In a mansion somewhere in Les City, a middle-aged man in a fancy costume quietly reviewed the account book of the merchant house on the table in front of him.

When an old bell rang above the fireplace in his room, he raised his hand and closed the page, got up silently, walked to the stand next to the fireplace, and placed a delicate figurine on the table on the other side of the brass pedestal, twisting it vigorously.

With a slight sound, the entire platform and the wall staggered, revealing a hidden passage behind the wall.

The middle-aged man took a set of black robes that hung behind the wall and put them on. Then go into the dark tunnel, control the mechanism to restore the platform, and swim down like a ghost in the dark.

Similar scenes take place all over the city, during the day, perhaps by well-dressed nobles and celebrities, or by various figures of notorious party leaders, through the underground tunnels that connect the city's underground waterways at an agreed time. Gather towards the meeting place.

"Family". This is the name of the Evil Sword 1 organization that has been passed down in Les City for a long time.

In the days when the city was relatively peaceful, the families of the evil swordsmen represented the interests of the forces they represented because of their different positions and identities. The *** faction they are in is also different, and they may be strangers to each other, or they may be enemies of life and death.

However, according to the ancient blood oath covenant, when the city on which they depend for their livelihood is threatened, and all the evil swordsmen cannot stay out of the matter, then it is necessary to put aside the usual differences and "the family is small." to unite against a common enemy.

Evil Sword Blood Oath. It has been passed down from generation to generation in every family of evil swordsmen in Les City, from father to son, and son to grandson. Let every practitioner who follows the path of the evil sword firmly remember.

In the eyes of ordinary people. The Evil Swordsmen are a group of wicked people who have no discipline to speak of, and are completely selfish, but they have not thought about the reason why such a group can resist all the pressure and continue to this day. That's right, the swordsman is selfish most of the time, and can abandon all moral constraints in order to pursue profit. But they have the ultimate bottom line.

Not only in Les City, but also in the entire Arashi Kingdom, and even in the entire continent, as long as they still believe that they have the basic dignity of being a kendo practitioner, they will definitely inherit and abide by the evil sword blood oath, and promise to be willing to sacrifice for the survival of the entire race when necessary.

"No matter how much we once wanted to plunge the sharp blade in each other's chests, but at the moment of disaster, we stand firmly together, for brothers, for sisters, for family. ”

In the depths of the underground tunnel, in a gloomy hall that only the evil swordsman can know and reach, dozens of figures wearing black robes, stroking his chest with his right hand, and praying in unison are reflected in the shaking ***.

The ceiling of the hall was dripping with sewage, the air was filled with a disgusting stench, and the shadows cast on the walls were distorted and eerie, and the gathering environment of the evil swordsmen was not pleasant, but the devotion of each figure reciting ancient prayers added a touch of faith to the dark hall.

After that, several black-robed people walked out of the crowd, deliberately walked to the bright light, and raised their right hands respectively.

Five black-robed men. The faces and figures were all shrouded in robes and could not be distinguished, except for the five right hands that wore crimson. Gorgeous gloves in five colors: blue, turquoise, brown and dark purple.

Five-colored gloves. It is the head of the "family". The evidence is in the possession of the most powerful five-party faction among the evil swordsmen.

"Brothers, sisters

After presenting the evidence. One of the five parents, the leader wearing dark purple gloves was the first to speak, speaking in a low voice.

"Presumably we have already received the news that the family's painstaking plan for 1 has failed, and we have not only failed to achieve our goal. I also lost a good number of family members. ”

The audience was silent, and no one could look at the expressions under the hoods of the black robes.

"General Red Wolf is far more shrewd than he originally expected, he foresaw the actions of his family, but he did not hesitate to use his nephew's life as a bait to set a trap for us. ”

The yellow-gloved parent then spoke. It's the voice of a young woman.

"All plans have to be scrapped, and we need to negotiate a more feasible plan to free the Count from the castle" or kill the Red Wolf General

Blue Glove Parents. Said in a slightly hoarse voice.

There was a slight commotion in the crowd, and the black-robed figures began to discuss with their comrades around them. Whether it is rescuing the Count or assassinating the General, it is an extremely difficult task in the current situation.

According to the most prepared information the family has gathered, the Red Wolf General Lornal. Before returning to China, Mo had been promoted to "Breaking the Sky Small." level, becoming the pinnacle of the Sword Sect second only to the Sword Master. In the process of capturing the earl, he defeated the three swords under the earl's command with just one person, killing one and injuring two, showing overwhelming strength.

Even if he can seize the opportunity, if he wants to assassinate this general, he must at least have to make a move from the "volley" level of the Evil Sword Sect, not to mention that Lonal is powerful but not arrogant, cautious and shrewd. It is always in the midst of a heavily guarded castle.

There are no flaws.

The Red Wolf General did not leave the castle for a day, and there was no way to rescue the Count or assassinate him, and the family finally organized an operation that might lure him out of the castle, but he was able to oppose the army and suffer heavy damage.

The arguments are getting louder and louder, and the controversies are getting louder and louder.1 No one can pitch well enough in such a situation

Until the blue-gloved parent coughed clearly and signaled for the crowd to calm down for the time being.

"I have a proposal. ”

The blue-glove parent said word by word in front of everyone.

"There is no need to rescue the Count. There is no need to assassinate the general, we can choose to throw ourselves at Lonal. Mo, in exchange for allegiance for the other party's tolerance. ”

As soon as these words came out, a commotion suddenly erupted in the crowd, and the sound of consternation and uproar shook the entire small hall.

"Quiet!" the red-gloved parent shouted, his loud voice shocking the audience. Then he turned his head, and his eyes under the hood shot a sharp light, locked onto the blue-glove parent.

"Shameful compromise! Have you forgotten how the Red Wolves treated us?

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"They are just doing what they are, and I regret the persecuted family, but the reality is that we can't match the claws of the red wolf after our efforts, so we might as well choose another path to protect the family. "Blue Glove Parents are-for-tat.

Profit is the creed of the evil swordman, and reputation, pride, dignity, etc., are all secondary things that can be discarded in the face of actual interests. From this point of view, the proposal of the Blue Glove parent is not unreasonable.

"Can't match and choose another path?" the Red Glove parent sneered, "Or have you already chosen the path and are determined not to match!?"

Another heavy bomb, the hidden meaning of the words of the red glove parent, stirred up even more commotion in the crowd.

"Are you accusing me of betraying the family?" said the Blue Glove Patriarch in a cold tone, "You were the one who led the failed operation. The family hasn't punished you yet, but you want to splash sewage on others!"

"I am willing to accept the punishment of the family, but I have the right to express my suspicions, because I can't understand why, if it wasn't for the mole in the family, why the whole operation would have been discovered so thoroughly, so that less than five of the family members sent out could come back alive!"

The Red Glove parents almost roared. The left hand was stretched out suddenly, and a sharp edge suddenly popped out under the wrist.

As soon as the conflict erupted, the other three parents quickly intervened, separating the red and blue gloves far away.

"It seems that we have to deal with the internal issues of the family before discussing the next step. The Purple Glove parent sighed.

The hasty dispersal of the party, the division of the family, the doubts of the traitors, and the uncertainty of the future made the evil swordsmen feel somewhat overwhelmed.

The red-glove parents returned to their homes through the secret passage, took off their black robes, and showed a slightly fat figure and a sharp face with a full beard. Between the red hair, many white strands grow prematurely.

Dolon. Ying, a well-known merchant in Les City, with two chambers of commerce and a bank under his name, is unremarkable on the surface, but secretly presides over one of the most powerful factions of the evil swordsmen

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He was the one who led the failed operation, and it was his faction that suffered the most damage, and among those who failed to return were even relatives whom he valued very much.

"Big brother" I'm sorry. I thought this was an opportunity for Io to practice, but I didn't expect that "Facing a young man with a gentle smile in the butter painting on the wall, Doran felt a deep sadness in his heart.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Uncle, I'm back. In front of the door, a young man's voice sounded behind him.

Dao Lun, who was immersed in sadness, was shocked, and suddenly turned his head, so fast that his neck hurt, and his eyes widened in astonishment.

"Io!?"

"Uncle" Io stepped forward, tears glistening in his eyes.

After confirming that the young man in front of him was not hallucinating, Dorun rushed over and gave the other party a bear hug heavily!

"You're alive! you're really alive! Great, Holy Spirit!"

Holding his lost loved one tightly, Doren burst into tears, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself

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"I almost died, but luckily, someone came to my rescue. Io said.

"Someone saved you, who was it?" said Doron with great gratitude.

"A Sword Sect Master from the Sword Saint Mountain, whose name is Ghost Brake. ”

During the day, the West End Market of Les City.

Despite the shadow of war. People's lives still have to go on, so today the West End market is still noisy with people and cars. The hustle and bustle, the neighing of horses, the rolling of wheels, the shouting of goods, and the sound of bargaining all converge into a chaotic background sound.

A traveling merchant in a hooded robe and carrying a rudimentary shelf, as if tired of walking in the market, found a public bench and sat down.

For a moment, a sweaty porter, wiping his sweat with a towel hanging around his neck, sat down next to the traveling merchant with a big grin.

"It's hot today," said the porter, seemingly nonchalantly.

"But I feel the cold everywhere," the traveling merchant seemed to respond, as if to say to himself.

A gleam flashed in the porter's eyes.

"I'm Io's uncle. You can call me Doron, Mr. Onisha. ”

From Io's mouth, I learned that this ghost braked from time to time. Chi Lun is grateful, and the other is full of doubts. After a night of repeated claw 1 rectification, he finally decided to go out in person and meet this mysterious strong man who saved his loved ones.

He sent a message to Io, and then disguised himself as a porter and waited here early in the morning.

When they really met, he didn't feel any unusual momentum from the other party, of course, this was the result of the other party's deliberate restraint, but as the leader of the evil swordsman in charge of one faction, his observation ability level was very high, but he couldn't see the slightest abnormality, there were only two possibilities.

, it wasn't the Sword Sect himself who came, and the level of the Sword Sect far exceeded what he could observe.

Sword Sect powerhouse, whole. Among the countless cultivators on the mainland, there is not one in ten thousand who can step into this realm, and if it is already a noble existence that is enough to be regarded as equal to the royal family in some small countries, it is definitely not a person who can be met casually on the street.

Even if it is the Sword Saint Mountain, which is recognized as a strong man, the authority of a Sword Sect is not trivial, especially the High Sword Sect, although the strength is not as strong as the Sword Saint, but in terms of status, it is usually they who are actually in charge of a force, and they move the whole way. The big man who trembled the mountain peaks.

A Sword Saint Mountain Sword Sect appeared in Tianlan to be an enemy of the Red Wolf Army, if it was publicly announced, it would almost be equivalent to Sword Saint Mountain declaring war on Tianlan Country, and it would be understandable why the other party claimed to be a "secret messenger"

However, "secret" means that there is no proof, and without proof, how can people know whether this person is really from the Sword Saint Mountain, and whether he really represents the will of the mountain? This is a very tangled question.

Doron decided to judge with his own eyes, but now that they met, his doubts deepened.

"Hello, Mr. Doron, I'm glad to have saved Io, he's still a little immature as a swordsman, but he's a good boy with a bright future. "Chongyang first started with the link points between the two sides to ease the talks.

The other party did not deny that he was the ghost brake himself, which made Daolun frown even more, but he only revealed it for a moment.

Daolun himself is a cultivator of the "Entering the Sky" Sword Sect, if even he can't see the slightest depth of powerhouse, at least it should be the existence of the "Volley" peak or even the "Breaking the Sky" realm, such a figure is only a handful even in the Sword Saint Mountain, how could he be simply dispatched like this?

The more Doulon thought about it, the more he felt that the other party was pretending. The self-proclaimed Sword Sect is actually just a subordinate, and it is a waste material subordinate who does not have much cultivation.

Out of gratitude, I came out to meet in person. But the other party only sent a subordinate to respond, which was really rude.

Dorun wanted to be angry, but for the sake of the other party saving Io after all, he put up with it for the time being

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Chongyang can feel the suspicion of the other party, and feels that it is natural, although he saves a person, it does not mean that people can fully accept themselves at once, after all, the drama of salute first and then soldier has been staged too much throughout the ages.

"Mr. Onisha, I thank you for Io's business," Doron said slowly, "but the message you conveyed through Io IMHO doesn't feel very solid, and it's hard to convince the clan to accept such an ally. ”

"I don't expect to be able to build a close relationship with my family in a short period of time, but I just need basic cooperation on the same front. The enemy of the enemy is the friend, and Mr. Dorun should know this very well. Chongyang said calmly under the hood.

Doren was silent for a moment.

Oh, I can understand the scruples of the family, and in order to express my sincerity, I specially brought a gift that I only got last night. Chongyang smiled slightly. Pull the aside shelf in front of you and take out a dark red cloth bag0 from it

"After reading it, if you think it's okay, I'll ask Io to contact me, and he knows where to find me. ”

Daolun took the cloth bag, keenly smelled the slightest smell of blood from it, and his heart sank, and then looked at the back of the hooded youth, only to find that in just one second, the other party disappeared as if the world had evaporated!

Dorun was shocked, his eyes widened and he looked left and right like crazy, but he couldn't find the figure of that person. He's the leader of the evil swordsmen, a swordsman in the dark, a master of stealth and stealth!, but like a rookie, he loses the net and still stands in front of him!?

Fang Cai's idea that this person was just a waste material was completely overturned, and he could have a cultivation that he couldn't see through at all, and the ability to quietly disappear in front of people in the blink of an eye, he must be a strong person in the Sword Sect, and the strength is shocking!

Dorun couldn't help but gasp heavily, and began to regret Fang Cai's rudeness, and when he entered the inner room of a shop in the market with his cloth bag, and opened it, he was stunned on the spot.

Messy brown hair, frightened and desperate eyes, miserable pale face "The head of the nephew of the Red Wolf General!"

This man was the target of his previous operation, and not only did he not succeed, but he paid a huge price, and almost lost his brother and orphan.

However, now, this head, which caused heavy damage to its own faction and a heavy blow to the family, was quietly placed in front of Dao Lun.