On the other boat, Ghost Rina and a few old guys were drinking.

"Brother Ghost has been developed recently!" An elder of the Demon Pavilion, who raised his pitifully small wine cup, "Come, junior brother will toast you first!"

"What's the development, brother, I'm a house slave now!" Ghost Liming's tone was full of pride, and then his voice was low again: "You don't know, on the night of the fourth day, before the young sect master said that sentence, my brother and I really had all thoughts gone, and I felt bored even to die." ”

"Why don't you know?" At this time, a young female elder said coldly: "Big brother has never seen the proud look of Tian Wanzai's traitor when he ascended the throne! A few of us who have been fighting for the ideals of our ancestors all our lives, what kind of mood was it to stand below as courtiers at that time, have you experienced it? I, Qin Guangyue, have worked hard for half my life, and even shirked the funeral of my parents and the marriage of my younger brother, and I have been squatting in the mountain villa for 12 years, and finally I have finally solved the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa" 's damage has been reduced by three percent, and the power has been doubled, in the end, it is to use a reckless bastard as cannon fodder, or to enter the so-called harem that I don't know how many days I can enjoy in this life?

"Don't talk about this!" "Ghost Li Ming waved his hand as if admitting defeat: "What the seventh sister said, the elder brother can understand it physically, not to mention anything else, it is the night when he and Brother Xuehe climbed into the courtyard wall of the Black Mountain Villa, looking at the decadent expressions of everyone in the cell, I, who is an elder brother, am also worried for a while...... Speaking of which, it is still the name of the old brother of the blood river, so that the grandson of Natian did not dare to act rashly, if they rush up desperately to kill, brother, I am afraid that there is no other way than to sacrifice the final killing weapon. ”

"Anyway, how did the eldest brother break the big array of Zhuangzi? After the change, the big array became more and more difficult to deal with, and I and a few brothers stole the Blood Floating Massacre and didn't get it open, is the strength of the predecessors of the Blood River so strong?"

"The big array?" "The big array?" Ghost Liming laughed: "It was broken by the sect master himself, brother, I don't know what he was doing there, in short, it was gone all of a sudden, and there was no alarm, brother, after I was done, Brother Xuehe talked about this topic when he was drinking, and he knew the skill of breaking the formation——"

When Ghost Li Ming said this, he suddenly lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that outsiders would hear it, but the people on this boat were all descendants of the Demon Wei Pavilion: "It has something to do with the great god at the beginning!"

At this moment, everyone fell silent, and Yinchen listed the thunder god, ghost god, Chiyou and Lihattian as the four great ancestors of the Demon Wei Pavilion, and they knew it, and no one would object, after all, the divine will of the Thunder God and the ghost god was more profound and eternal than the patriarch's Dao system of hatred of the sky, so that the divine skill of the Demon Wei Pavilion was suddenly raised from the level of mortal dust to the level of a god, and became a real "god" skill. These days, the people of the Demon Pavilion, who have taken refuge in it, have almost enjoyed the super power of cultivating the three divine skills in one, and they have been amazed behind their backs, and they have also been more loyal to Yinchen with all their hearts.

"In other words, the Sect Master still went that day, and prepared an army of puppets behind his back?" another Demon Might Pavilion elder broke the silence softly.

"There is no army, just a few flying puppets, but the power is ...... Fortunately, Tian's grandson didn't dare to sacrifice the heavenly ghosts, otherwise I really don't know if such a beautiful Zhuangzi would be burned to ashes. The ghost old man lowered his eyes: "The puppet is not used as you think, and the soldiers are not more than fine, you know?"

"Come on, come on, don't talk about this, drink and drink! This time I went to Xiuhang, I really have a chance to have fun!" "The elder of the Demon Wei Pavilion who spoke earlier raised his glass again and beckoned everyone to drink heartily, although they were scattered, if anyone really thought that there was an opportunity, it would be a price to pay in blood.

[The fourth day of the third month of the first year of Heisei]

From Gusu down the river, to Xiuhang only three days away, in the early morning of this day, five small boats quietly approached the dock, not yet stopped, the old man of the ghost name jumped on the rocky dock with an arrow step, a pair of blood-red eyes coldly swept over a group of strange cart boys who came over, so that these little guys who came to solicit business were frightened on the spot, and none of them dared to speak.

There's no way, these teenage children who belong to the major gangs in Xiuhang are afraid that they have never seen a master above the distraction level in their lives, not to mention the original and genuine return to the void of the ghost's name?

Although his soul qi had been completely confined in his body, and he had not emitted any of it, like an ordinary person who did not know how to do divine skills, the infinite coldness that erupted from those eyes was only a little better than the extinction of the cold winter. The little guys who were glanced at by him felt that they had returned from the spring and March to the coldest time in the wax moon.

"What about people?" Ghost Li muttered, and saw Hua Chufeng walking over with a group of big men wearing blood cloud black cloaks, these big men were recruited later, Pershing battled, and all the dragon forbidden lieutenants except Hua Chufeng Ding Haibo were killed.

Today's Hua Chopping Wind is also rolling layer after layer of amazing murderous aura on his body, he came back from the defeat of Pershing, he learned from the pain, but he did not get depressed, because he knew that now Xiao, only himself and Ding Haibo are left, if they collapse again, then who will inherit the will of "Xiao"?

"There are a lot of people who run errands for the young master, but if we also fall, there will be no more Xiao in this world!" This is the common idea of Hua Chufeng and Ding Haibo, based on this idea, the two of them even paid out of their own pockets to select suitable people from among the defeated soldiers and displaced people who retreated from the north, and trained them well, fully and rigorously for half a year, and finally came up with six square teams, that is, the "Xiao" organization of 486 people, of course, such an organization cannot be used as an intelligence network, but can only be used as a corps for surprise attacks after discovering intelligence.

The combat strength of four hundred and eighty-six people has reached the limit of the military battle group, unless the army is modernized, if the number is not much different, no one is their opponent, they can easily kill the Qinglong Decisive Battle Camp that is five times more than their own!

Now these more than 400 people have already dispersed a month ago, according to the information of Xuantian Pavilion, and mixed in Xiuhang and Yingtianfu, preparing for a "net collection operation" to save the sect master's family, at this time, on the dock, almost out of thin air, eighty dark and cold figures appeared, they are the members of Xiaozhi after learning the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa".

Most of these people are very young, only twenty or thirty years old, but the momentum exuded from their bodies far exceeds that of the elders of the Divine Sword Sect now.

These people surround the wharf, not to mention the local head snake, even the officers and soldiers stationed at the wharf are consciously avoided, today's southern country, fish and dragons are mixed, any original northerner here is a superior grandfather, a little bit of power is the front and back, so there are often cold faces on the dock, the behavior of the arrogant troops, are considered to be northerners, that is, those grandfathers of the Sixth Dynasty, these people are in the eyes of the southern officers and soldiers are the king of heaven, must not be provoked.

"Ghost Lao, you're here!" Hua Chufeng gave Ghost Li Ming a disciple salute in public, although they were considered to be equal in the eyes of Yinchen, and they did not have the name of master and apprentice, but when they cultivated the improved version of the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", Ghost Liming, as one of the compilers, provided very valuable guidance, but it was a master and apprentice, so Hua Chufeng generally gave a disciple salute to Ghost Lao.

"Pick up the young master!" Ghost Liming solemnly ordered, Hua Shufeng immediately ordered his young strong men to line up in two columns of human walls, blocking the idle people and others outside, the boat docked at the same time, Wan Jianxin and Zhang Baisheng, a Xuanzi couple, and a few Tianfang swordsmen, Tianwei swordsmen and several other strong men of Xuantian Pavilion got off the boat first, followed by a group of old monsters in the Demon Pavilion, and then the true disciples taught by the old monsters, led out by Sakura Shixuan, and finally, it was the Enma who waited for Lin Xuanchen to get off the boat, and Yinchen followed behind, and then transformed into a ten-year-old boy's small eyeballs and transformationThe "beautified version of the beacon city" of the Night's King.

This face, made the same as the leader to inspect, Xiuhang's wharf is big enough, but these people are on average distracted realm, all the Chosen (specifically refers to the person who condenses the war soul beast) The strong strength also makes the people of the entire wharf surprised, in March, the luck is not prosperous, the business is developed, the big businessmen who land on the dock, and the northern rich who come to the south to play are endless, at this time, there are no less than 100 larger teams to pick up and drop, but there is no team like this, even the small guys who come to pull the passenger and cargo are blocked outside, this domineering practice not only makes the local gangsters lose face, but even a few northern heroes nearby, all pointing at the neat row of blood cloud trench coats.

"Who is this? so arrogant?" The discordant voice sounded far away, but no one dared to really come up to find the mold, the cold aura of the war soul beast under the blood cloud windbreaker was real, and the mist condensed by the battle qi of the distraction realm was terrifying, and the ordinary people who were not as good as others in their own strength came up to find fault but brought humiliation on themselves.

The group got off the boat and got on the bus, Wan Jianxin and the others rode the white horse brought by the disciples of Xuantian Pavilion, and the others were all black horses and black cars, after Wan Jianxin got on the horse, he gestured to Yinchen, and went first with the group of Xuantian Pavilion, they must ensure the detailed whereabouts of each target person at this time, fixed-point positioning, Wan Jianxin knew that Yinchen was so willful "rescue operation" It is likely that it can only come this way, because as time goes by, the two giant beasts of the Sixth Dynasty and the Nanoor Dynasty will slowly accumulate the vitality of a new round of continental war, and the various separatist forces in the south will definitely become the priority targets of the Pershing side, and the war may even break out within the year.

As soon as the battle starts, whether it is Xuantian Pavilion or Demon Wei Pavilion, the intelligence personnel who are released will inevitably shrink across the board, and the tracking of the target person will inevitably be interrupted.

Wan Jianxin knew that his work was trivial and extremely important, although this kind of running task was not suitable for a sword geek like him who only knew about the Moon Sword Dance, but he had no complaints, he knew that in terms of high-end personal combat power, Silver Dust had an advantage over himself, and he should learn to adjust his positioning.

Wan Jianxin led people to Ying Tianfu without mentioning it, while Yinchen and Lin Xuanchen sat in a black carriage together, escorted by eighty-one members of Xiaozhi and went straight to the north gate of Xiuhang. When they arrived at the gate, the southern officers guarding the city saw that they were the most domineering, thinking that they were big bureaucrats or big businessmen from the north, and they didn't dare to offend, so they respectfully came up and asked: "Rank official, Long Yun has come to see the courtesy! The adults are busy, and the small ones shouldn't be asked, but where the duty lies——"

Ghost Liming originally drove the car himself, but at this time, he jumped out of the car quickly, and bowed his hand very sincerely: "Mowei Pavilion is doing things, all the military leaders are convenient?" His attitude was quite polite, Long Yun was happy in his heart, and thought: "I am a petty official who has been assigned to do such drudgery as guarding the door, and someone is willing to be polite, so it is really convenient." "I didn't check the convoy, and I had to let it go. After the southern kingdom was declared a vassal to the Sixth Dynasty, all the inspections, inspections, city gate guards, and post errands for maintaining local law and order all became the lowest class of labor like coolies, and they were all for those who did not like the bosses, more and more to accelerate the collapse of the originally corrupt and incompetent system of governance, but also more and more tear the whole society into a sharp hedging system between the powerful and the powerless, before the war started, the society first began to turmoil.

Long Yun clearly remembered that this was the third person who was rich and noble this year, although the person who was kind to him was just a housekeeper of the other party, but he was a captain of a small soldier guarding the city who could come into contact with such a level of characters, those serious masters who were sitting in the car, they wouldn't even sweep his eyes.

Just as they were about to leave, another black convoy came over and stopped at the wide, bare city gate. Long Yun looked at the pair of small teams of no more than twenty or thirty people, but the cars were more luxurious, and he couldn't help but be stunned, and thought, "It's strange, is it that black robes, black horses, and black cars are popular this month?"

Just thinking about it, he suddenly heard a strange voice of yin and yang: "What is the Demon Pavilion! I'm afraid that I don't know where the mountain bandits came from, and they want to sneak into the city to make some floating money?

When Long Yun heard this, he fixed his eyes again, and saw clearly that in the direction where the voice came, a column of twelve big men in the shape of a man, all of them were like fake and chaotic lines of the Demon Wei Pavilion emblem, looking at the ghost Li Ming, there was no emblem on the chest of the ghost elder, and those indifferent young men in blood cloud suits had no other decoration on their bodies except for a cloud of blood, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, he knew that some bandits specially dressed as wealthy northerners entered the city openly, lurking during the day, burning and looting at night, and several of Long Yu's buddies were executed by the imperial court because of such bandits。