finally coaxed the two to sleep, Si Jiuyi didn't stay longer, and rushed to the Luoxia Mountains overnight, and didn't forget to leave a bottle of promotion pill for each of them before leaving.

The next day, she deliberately got up early in the morning to see off Si Jiuyi, and Weiyu found that the young lady had secretly run away and stomped her feet angrily.

"It's all your fault!" She angrily punched Weihe in the shoulder.

"Hmm...... It's all my fault. Weihe's voice was muffled.

At this time, Weiyu found the pill that Si Jiuyi had left on the table.

"What is this?" Weiyu picked up the pill bottle, opened it suspiciously, and then found that it was actually the perfect quality pill that Mingyue Lou auctioned before!

Now this elixir has been passed down to the entire imperial capital, and it is a household name.

So she knew it as soon as she smelled it.

"This ...... How could Miss have so many pills? Weihe's voice was lowered, for fear that others would hear it.

"Could it be that it was stolen from Mingyue Tower?" The light rain guessed in a whisper.

"Won't you...... Will Mingyuelou come to catch Miss? ”

"Let's wait a few days and see the situation, we won't go out these days, we can just cultivate well." Weiyu handed Weihe a bottle of pills, and said in a firm tone: "No matter where it comes from, let's not live up to Miss's wishes!" ”

……

After Si Jiuyi left Si's house, he rushed to the Luoxia Mountains overnight.

This time, she was dressed in men's clothes, dressed in a black suit, stepping on high-top animal skin boots, with a delicate jade crown on her head, the whole person was more slender and tall, and there was a wild smell all over her body.

After a night's trekking, Si Jiuyi finally came to the outside of the Luoxia Mountain Range when the sun was just halfway up.

As far as the eye can see, the fiery red mountains in the distance seem to be coated with a layer of golden light, shining with golden red colors.

After standing for only a while, the sun had completely jumped out of the horizon, and the sun shone directly on his body, dispelling the fatigue of Si Jiuyi's overnight journey, and it was warm.

Taking a deep breath of the pure breath of the grass and trees, Si Jiuyi raised his feet and stepped into the woods.

As soon as her figure disappeared into the depths of the jungle, another group of people and horses appeared outside the mountain.

It was a team of mercenaries, a total of fifty-one people, and the leader was a young man in his early twenties.

The young man was dressed in wheat-colored skin, his sword eyebrows were slanted and straight, and his eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes. Pursing his lips lightly, his contours were angular, he had very short black hair, the sleeves of his robe were rolled up, his smooth and beautiful forearms were exposed to the air, and his slender but not rough figure made him look even more wild.

The young man's voice was a little low, so it sounded a little hoarse, very nice: "How long has the fifth team been missing?" ”

"It's been five days." Fan Ying, the leader of the first squad behind Xiang Lin, said with some concern.

Xiang Lin, this young man in his early twenties, the young leader of the Tianluo Mercenary Regiment, is the only son of the head of the regiment Xiang Hualei. Now at the age of twenty, he is already a junior cultivator in the Bigu period, although he is a mercenary, he is also a rare young genius in the imperial capital.

's wild and domineering appearance made him the favorite object of many women in the imperial capital.

Although a mercenary is a tiring and bitter profession, Xiang Lin is different from ordinary mercenaries: he is highly talented, powerful, handsome, and the leader of the future Tianluo mercenary group.

"Young Commander, why did the headquarters send you here in person?" Fan Ying asked puzzled. It's not that there hasn't been a team that has returned late from a mission before, and things like this usually don't need to be done by the young head of the regiment in person.

But this time, the headquarters not only abnormally sent half of the strongest first squad, but also sent the young commander to come in person, is there anything strange about the disappearance of the fifth squad?

Although Xiang Lin's strength is not as strong as Fan Yingqiang, Xiang Lin's alertness and body instinct are extremely sensitive, and his command ability is outstanding. The teamwork ability of the team trained by him is far superior to that of other squads, which is why a group of fierce mercenaries who come and go in life and death obey him.

There are a total of eight squads in the Tianluo Mercenary Regiment, each squad has a hundred official mercenaries, and the serial numbers of each squad are arranged according to the overall strength level of the mercenary team. The first team led by Fan Ying is the most powerful team except for the direct team personally trained by each regiment commander, and half of the people were directly dispatched this time, which is enough to see the importance that the headquarters attaches to this task.

The Tianluo Mercenary Regiment is the only large-scale mercenary group in the Imperial Capital so far with a total number of more than 1,000 people.

Although he is still young, Xiang Lin, as the young leader, is very popular in the Tianluo Mercenary Group.

Xiang Lin stared into the depths of the dense forest, where the darkness hidden by the shade of the trees hid countless dangers, even if the sun had all risen now, it still could not dispel the darkness there.

"Not only the fifth squad, but my father has also received commissions from several family heads, and the animal trapping team stationed in the Luoxia Mountains has also been lost for several days, as well as the monks who entered the Luoxia Mountains during this time to train and the mercenaries of other mercenary groups to do tasks, these people are all missing." Looking back, Fan Ying's eyes widened, and he continued: "That's why my father sent me to find out. ”

"How many people are still missing?" Fan Ying exclaimed.

"Well, it is known that there are about 50 people at present, excluding those who have not entrusted us to look for them, it is estimated that the number of missing people this time is about 100."

"What could be the reason?" Fan Ying frowned incomprehensibly, he was already fierce, and this frowning was even more fierce.

Xiang Lin shook his head: "Father guessed that it was the Warcraft, but although the Warcraft often eats people, there has never been a situation like now, so the specific situation will not be known until you go in and see." ”

Of the missing persons, there were twenty-five in the fifth squad alone. In addition to the captain and four official members, the remaining twenty of these twenty-five people were all reserve mercenaries with low cultivation, and this was just a simple task they participated in before they became official mercenaries.

"Let's go, let's go into the mountains." After Xiang Lin finished speaking in a flat voice, he took the lead in walking into the Luoxia Mountain Range.

Si Jiuyi, who was one step ahead of them, gradually finally discovered the abnormality - today's Luoxia Mountain was very quiet, so quiet that the sound of stepping on the leaves and dead branches was extremely clear.

There were no insect chirps, no bird calls, and even the demon plants that were usually in the spirit shimmering and waiting to attack people hung softly on the ground, motionless, looking very weird.

"Qinglong, what's going on here?"

Qinglong sensed it and said happily: "Master, it's a sixth-order demonic beast, and there is a sixth-order peak demonic beast that has built a cave in front of it!" ”

Si Jiuyi was surprised: "Sixth-order demonic beasts are building a cave in Luoxia Mountain? But after thinking about it: "Then it's no wonder...... "The sixth-order demonic beast is the highest-level demonic beast in the Red Spirit Continent, and the peak is equivalent to the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Human Yuan Infant Stage, no wonder the periphery of Luoxia Mountain is so quiet.

"Master, I'm hungry......" Qinglong's aggrieved voice rang in his ears, and now that the demonic beasts on the periphery have run out, Qinglong naturally can't eat.

took out a bottle of elixir and filled Qinglong's stomach first, and Si Jiuyi decided to find this sixth-order peak demonic beast. The second-order psychic of the Warcraft, the third-order intelligence, and the sixth-order are intelligent beings who are about to ascend through the tribulation. Now that his divine power has recovered somewhat, it's time to practice with this demonic beast.

"Master, that sixth-order demonic beast seems to be injured, and I feel that her breath is a little unstable." While walking towards the cave of the sixth-order demonic beast, Qinglong reported the results of his investigation.

"Hurt?" Si Jiuyi was even more curious: "What else in this mountain can hurt a sixth-order peak demonic beast?" Qinglong shook his head, what he sensed was that this demonic beast was already the strongest in this mountain forest, so the injuries on her body could only be caused by humans.

Qinglong narrowed his small vertical pupils, and the air pressure around his body decreased several degrees, obviously thinking of something unhappy.

At the same level, the strength of Warcraft has always been stronger than that of humans, but Warcraft is simple-minded by nature and does not understand conspiracy, so humans will try all kinds of ways to set traps to capture powerful Warcraft for contract.

Sixth-order demonic beasts will not take the initiative to appear in the middle of the circle, they must have been attracted or caught by someone. What kind of strength do you have to be able to hurt a sixth-order demonic beast?

Qinglong remembered his childhood, when he was also hunted by countless races. In the last three days, the gods and demons wanted to catch him and contract him, so he fled to the middle three days. It's just that the result was the same in the middle three days, when it was common to escape, dodge, and get injured, and he lived a miserable time during that time.

The past is unbearable, Si Jiuyi looked at Qinglong's expression and knew that he remembered the past, and touched his little head comfortingly.

Thinking back to the first time I saw Qinglong, he was such a small one, covered in bruises, lying on the ground unable to move, but still whispering at her who was approaching.

In the end, she was impatiently knocked unconscious and brought back to the Unbounded Heavenly Palace.

Thinking of this, he looked down at his slender and weak hands, hey, it's still good to have strength.

……

Qinglong's eyes gradually warmed up under Si Jiuyi's comfort, if it weren't for the master who went out to wander back then to save him and take him back to the Unbounded Heavenly Palace to raise him to adulthood, he might have been gone a long time ago.

So when he became an adult, he took the initiative to sign a soul contract with Si Jiuyi, and once the Warcraft identified the master, he would never betray it, and he would be with the master forever.

……

Si Jiuyi walked towards the middle of the sixth-order demonic beast, and Xiang Lin and the others, who happened to be walking behind her, also chose the same route as her.

"Young Commander, there are traces here." Fan Ying walked in front of them to open the way, and suddenly found a messy clearing not far from them. The stout trees were broken by the force, and some were even uprooted from the roots, and the grass and rocks were scattered all over the place, as if they had experienced a great war.

And the most conspicuous thing in this battlefield is a deep pit that spreads into the distance, the pit is about five meters wide and about two meters deep. The pit came from the mountains and came to an abrupt end. It's like something has arrived here and gone back the way it came.

Fan Ying and the others were all trembling and exclaimed, "What is this?" ”

Xiang Lin had a faint answer in his heart, and jumped straight into the pit. After some careful investigation, he finally found clues—a few white scales and dried blood, and jumped back into the crowd.

"It's a Warcraft." Xiang Lin patted the soil in his hand, his face solemn.

"This ...... What level of demonic beast is so big? Fan Ying looked at the big pit as wide as a river, and her words were incoherent.