Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Rose Grows Like a Bloodlight Flame

When the man heard Qi Yufeng's words, he suddenly became frizzy again, and shouted urgently: "You put me down first, and I will answer you." ”

Qi Yufeng saw that he was extremely dishonest, afraid that he would alarm outsiders, so he had the heart to dry his anger, shook his head and smiled: "You answered my question first." ”

When the man heard this, he was furious and struggled on the iron chain for a long time, wanting to step forward and kick the young man, but the iron chain was swinging leisurely, but he couldn't reach Qi Yufeng's approach, and finally he was helpless, so he could only reply: "My name is Gasif, and I am a disciple of the Ming Sect's Huiyue Envoy. ”

Qi Yufeng knew that there were Miao Feng Envoys, Liuyun Envoys, and Huiyue Envoys under the seat of the Persian Ming Sect Master, and their martial arts skills were excellent, even stronger than several Baoshu Kings, so he nodded: "It seems that I didn't save the wrong person." So saying, he took three steps back, and looked closely, and saw that the iron chain that bound Gasif was the thickness of a baby's arm, and if he had worked a normal day, he would have been able to break the chain, but at this time he could not use his strength to untie it.

He looked around a few times, and saw an iron-roded spear by the stove on the ground, which was obviously used by the Assasin faction to extract confessions, and immediately he lowered his head and picked it up, took a section, clamped it in his armpit, and said to Gasif: "Bow your head, don't hurt you." ”

Gasif was inexplicable, and said in his heart that this spear was just a suffocation, a suffocation, a Ξ© of suffocation, a of fear, a few of the widows, 5 Du R materials, a lot of dust, and a lot of money, and I was scared of it, Ξ“ and I was scared of it! Coin springs, warped porcelain gaps, Wei Sheath closed, Po Xi You, tanned grasshoppers, said hook scene#ζΉ“θ―ΉSaid 厣rare

This time Gasif's heart was shocked, it was really extraordinary, he stood up, gasped a few times, and only felt that his limbs, neck and abdomen were warm. A neutral and peaceful qi in his body flowed endlessly, full of middle qi, as if it was much stronger than before the injury, and the sword wound on his chest had long since dried up, leaving only a shallow scar, and both sides were tightly closed. As if it was glued to it, I really don't know how he drew his previous sword.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of small footsteps, and he couldn't help but be startled, his ears and eyes were smart. He had been subdued by the Assasin faction for so many days, and he could hear the sound of one of the masters of the Assasin faction, and even compared with him, it was not much different, and he immediately raised his eyes, but when he saw Qi Yufeng swaggering, he went straight out. There was a sudden burst of fire in his heart, and he raised his hands, and then hit Qi Yufeng's back heart, among his claws, with a grappling and twisting move, the two-handed tricks were completely different, this is a stunt passed down by Mingjiao for hundreds of years, double Qi. Such as the posture of the goshawk and the agility of the poisonous snake, which appears at the same time in one formula, fast and ruthless, and both.

As soon as his claws came out, he didn't reach Qi Yufeng's back, but he suddenly saw his shoulders arched forward. Disappearing from the corner of the cave, Gasif was stunned, and strode forward despite the chains around his waist. But seeing that Qi Yufeng had already walked away, and the master of the Assasin faction in front of him was lying on the ground softly, and he didn't know what tricks he had used, obviously dying and out of breath.

Gasifu couldn't help but respect this young man in his heart, and he didn't dare to have other thoughts, so he followed Qi Yufeng's footsteps and walked out of the cave.

When the two came to the outside of the cave, Qi Yufeng glanced left and right, looked back at Gasif, and saw that he was about thirty years old, with a dark face, a beard on his face, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a rough and reckless man, so he said: "The matter is urgent, you bear with it first, and tighten your stomach first." ”

Gasif was originally suspicious of the young man, but when he saw him talking to himself, he couldn't help but stare at him naturally, and exclaimed, "Why should I put up with it? ”

Despite what he said, his body was very honest, and he unconsciously used his strength, and he was ready to be tense.

But seeing Qi Yufeng suddenly stretched out his hand, like a white cloud, stretched out between his body and the iron chain, and kept moving the hard place to the upper arm, only to twist the strength and collapse, only to break the iron chain, Gasif was surprised in his heart, and it was far more than before, and his heart said that such a thick iron chain is the most profound martial arts person among the twelve treasure tree kings, and it may not be able to break it, he is so understated, is it a god?

Qi Yufeng pulled out his hand and asked the blue-faced Garsif, "How?" ”

Gasif thought that his ribs would be broken, but who knew that the young man used a true qi to protect his body, and he was completely fine, just suffocated for a while, and it was only at this time that he began to look at the young man in front of him carefully, only to see that he was handcuffed on each of his hands, and the middle was connected by a thin iron chain, and the foot was exposed, but there was also an iron chain, and he couldn't help but be surprised: "You...... They were also captured? ”

Qi Yufeng didn't want to talk nonsense, so he nodded and said, "I am a member of the Chinese Ming Sect, and I have already greeted Layla before, and I am here to help my brother." ”

When Gasif heard this, he slapped his thigh and said, "Why did Sect Leader Zhang of the Chinese Ming Sect think of us for a while?" The twelve holy fire orders were all returned, and he had an old friendship with the Holy Maiden, but he was also ruthless and unjust! ”

Qi Yufeng couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that this rough man actually spoke Chinese and could chew words like this, but this was not the time to speak, so he nodded and said, "We have a tent over there, you come with me first." ”

When Gasif heard that Qi Yufeng was a member of the Ming Sect, he immediately no longer doubted it, and the two took advantage of the night in the second half of the night to secretly walk along the root of the mountain where no one was around, and slowly turned around.

Originally, Qi Yufeng acted on his own, and no matter how many people patrolled here, it would be difficult to appear, but now there was this more heavy-footed Gasif, and the two sneaked together, but they couldn't help but make some movements, so they could only pac one step at a time, far away from those places where there were lights.

Along the way, Gasif kept whispering about Qi Yufeng and the others' recent situation in Mingjiao, and why he was captured here, Qi Yufeng answered in a low voice, and answered truthfully, and Gasif's heart gradually relaxed.

The two gradually walked back to the tent, and suddenly, Gasif saw Qi Yufeng with iron chains under his feet, and suddenly asked vigilantly: "Since you were chained by people first, how did you change their clothes and pants?"

Qi Yufeng was staring closely at the several patrolling sentries in front of him, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but glance back at him, and said in his heart that this person was really a bad person, and he didn't care about the occasion and location, but in desperation, he could only put away his dissatisfaction. Gently lifted the robe, revealing a bare leg, and motioned to Gasif: "I'm not wearing it." ”

Gasif nodded and saw it, then nodded slowly and stopped talking.

At that moment, the two turned around, and everyone talked to each other, and Qi Yufeng asked Gasif about the Persian Ming Religion. But Gasif was very alert, and although he was not hostile to Qi Yufeng, he would not say a word more.

In desperation, the four of them could only let him eat some leftovers from the day, and hide him in an inconspicuous cabinet in the tent, leaving a gap. for him to breathe.

Waiting for the toss to be completed, the sky was already dark, Layla came again, led the four of them to the cave to do the morning class, as soon as she entered the tent, she looked at Qi Yufeng suspiciously, Qi Yufeng smiled at her. Nodding her head and pointing to the corner, Layla smiled brightly, leaving a large amount of food and a set of white Assasin shirts, which she placed in the tent for Gasif to serve.

When the group finished their morning class, this time Amina did not stop Qi Yufeng and the others again, and everyone came to the pond to receive breakfast. Layla took a few bites of food before she said worriedly, "Amina asked me to teach you Persian, saying that I want you to participate in the Rose Trial next month. ”

When Sun Ruilai heard this, he couldn't help but ask, "Rose Trial, what is it?" Sounds pretty good. ”

Layla's good-looking eyes revealed a hint of sadness, and she shook her head and sighed, "Don't be fooled by this name, every May." The flaming flowers will bloom on the Eagle Nest Mountain, which is a sign that the Assasin faction will start the trial, if you want to send people to the Assasin Sect, it will rank among the three high ranks. It's about surviving this trial. ”

"It was a painful and severe test, and most people would die in the trial, and only those who survived ......"

"Only those who survive have the right to untie this chain?" Qi Yufeng interjected.

Layla's expression froze for a moment, and then she finally nodded.

"But why did this Amina let the three of us go to the trial without knowing the roots?" On the other hand, Sha Zhenzi couldn't help frowning suspiciously.

Layla thought for a while, and finally gave up and lowered her head: "I don't know, this trial has always been a high-level talent of the three sects to participate, and I was also shocked when she told me about this this morning." ”

When Qi Yufeng heard the words "Three Sects" for the second time, he couldn't help but ask suspiciously: "What are the Three Sects?" ”

So Layla explained: "The Assasin sect is honored by the old man of the mountain, and there are twelve messengers under him, including Tamir, Abraham and Amina, but these twelve messengers are divided into three factions, called the three sects, among which Tamir belongs to the Mystic Sect, is in charge of wisdom, strategy, history and culture, and is not known for martial arts, and is responsible for the preservation of the wisdom, knowledge and sacred traditions passed down from generation to generation by the Assasin sect. ”

Abraham, on the other hand, was a preacher, not only strong in martial arts, but also supervised civilian work, and had extremely high physical and mental cultivation, specializing in preaching and solving doubts and teaching martial arts to his disciples. Amina belongs to the assassination faction, this faction is in charge of martial arts, regardless of others, it is the scouts, hunters, spies and thugs of the Assasin faction, the three strongholds of the Assasin faction and the main altar of Eagle Nest Mountain, each sect has three people, and it rotates from time to time. ”

Qi Yufeng nodded and asked, "In other words, if we pass the Rose Trial, we will belong to the Assassination Sect?" ”

Layla said: "You are now the people of the assassination faction, but you are now a slave, not into the class, if you pass the Rose Trial, you are a fifth-order person, which is considered an entry, and it is said that if you are lucky, you will be favored by the twelve messengers, and you can be directly promoted to the fourth order." ”

Sun Ruilai hurriedly asked, "Then who are the third order?" Under the words, he seemed very unconvinced.

Layla smiled bitterly: "The third order is the elite of each sect, and among the tens of thousands of people in the Assasin faction, there are only more than a hundred people. ”

Qi Yufeng saw that there were not many people with high martial arts in this Assasin faction, and his behavior seemed to be quite frizzy, and he was not strict in accepting people, and it seemed that there were internal disputes, and he didn't even know that he lost a prisoner in the middle of the night, but the organization was so tightly built that the Ming sect was defeated and retreated, and he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "It's really a class struggle, and it will be a good idea." ”

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