The person in charge of this matter was a female disciple.

This female disciple was about twenty years old, with a beautiful face and gorgeous makeup.

What is particularly noticeable is that she is dressed quite revealingly, wearing a short shirt and a short skirt, and the collar is pulled very low, revealing a large area of snow white under her neck, which attracts many male disciples to peep at her sideways.

When Fang Heng walked in front of her, she was holding a bronze mirror to touch up her makeup.

"Hello, I would like to see the specific information of the 'Eight' mission. Fang Heng said.

The eighth task, the corresponding content, is to hunt down Mo Xian.

The female disciple was disturbed to touch up her makeup, and she couldn't help frowning, a little displeased.

But when she glanced at Fang Heng and saw Fang Hengsheng's sword eyebrows and starry eyes and extraordinary temperament, she immediately put away the bronze mirror and stood up.

"This little junior brother, the specific information of the mission is here. The female disciple smiled coquettishly and handed a notepad to Fang Heng.

I don't know whether she wants to or not, she leaned forward, and the snow-white career line under her collar was more exposed to Fang Heng's eyes.

Fang Heng frowned slightly, ignoring this detail, took the notebook, and quickly flipped through it.

"Mission No. 8, chase and kill Mo Xian. Mission Description: Because Mo Xian betrayed the Wu Mansion, he summoned his disciples and formed a team to chase and kill. ”

After reading the record, Fang Heng's eyes blinked twice, and he stared at the female disciple with a questioning gaze: "That's all?"

What is recorded in this notebook is no different from what is displayed on the bulletin board!

The female disciple did not answer Fang Heng's question, but smiled.

"Little junior brother, is it your first time to take on the mission?"

The female disciple said: "The specific information of the mission cannot be disclosed at will, and it can only be known after receiving the mission." ”

Fang Heng immediately said, "Then I'll take the task, and you can help me register." ”

It is not difficult to see that Fang Heng has made up his mind to follow the clue of "Mo Xian" and follow it.

He is not worried that taking the task will affect the course and so on.

Because, Yuheng Wufu's cultivation method for disciples is not a step-by-step and rule-by-step manner, but a "free-range" model.

That is, you can go to the martial arts instructor to listen to the lectures, or you can retreat and do penance, or you can take on tasks freely.

As long as you can abide by the rules of the martial arts and pass the martial arts assessment in the middle and end of the year, then no matter what you do throughout the year, the martial arts will not care.

The female disciple smiled and shook her head: "No, junior brother." This No. 8 mission can only be picked up in a team. Now, the receiving squad has reached its limit. ”

The military government stipulates that each mission can only be taken by a maximum of five squads at the same time.

Now that the number of task No. 8 pick-up teams is full, if Fang Heng insists on participating in this mission, he can only choose to join one of these five teams.

"Is it so troublesome......

Fang Heng couldn't help frowning: "Sure enough, it's a righteous path sect, there are so many rules!"

In his previous life, Fang Heng established the Seven Star Evil Dao Sect "Blood Blade Sect", when the disciple took on the task, how could there be so many rules and regulations?

Fang Heng turned his gaze to the bulletin board.

I saw that behind the eighth mission, it was clearly recorded that five teams had taken over this mission, and four of them were full.

Fang Heng stretched out his hand to the last team and asked, "What can I do to join this team?"

The female disciple said: "If you want to join the team, usually, you need to find the leader of the team. ”

"But junior brother, you are lucky, if you want to join this team, I can help you. ”

"Can you help me?" Fang Heng couldn't help but be stunned.

The female disciple smirked and said, "That's right......! I happen to be a member of this squad. Brother, you're so lucky!"

Fang Heng was a little speechless, if what this woman said was true, it was indeed a coincidence.

After a little groaning, Fang Heng nodded and agreed: "Okay, I choose to join the team." ”

After speaking, he handed the "Qingyu Order" representing the identity of the disciple to the female disciple.

"Oh my God!

The female disciple saw the token in Fang Heng's hand clearly, her eyes widened, and she was so shocked that she almost didn't jump up: "Little junior brother, it turns out that you are a disciple of the elder?"

Fang Heng was a little impatient, frowning and scolding, "Can you hurry up?"

"Okay, junior brother. ”

The female disciple smiled and agreed, not only did she not mind Fang Heng's bad tone, but instead felt that Fang Heng's words and deeds matched her identity.

The female disciple took out her own white jade order and opposed it to Fang Hengqing's jade order.

Between the two tokens, spiritual power flowed, completing some kind of information transmission.

Suddenly, Fang Heng realized that he had indeed joined a team. He could get the relevant information of the team members from the Qingyu Order.

The entire team, plus Fang Heng, had a total of six people.

The ** disciple in front of her is impressively listed, and her name is Hao Mei.

"Where is the detailed information on Mission No. 8?" Fang Heng looked at Hao Mei and asked.

"Little junior brother, the detailed information is only known to the captain. He won't let us know until the mission is ready. Hao Mei said.

"That'...... When will the task start to be executed?" Fang Heng asked again.

According to the captain's intentions, three days later, at the end of the hour, everyone gathered in front of the main hall of the mountain gate. Hao Mei said.

"Little junior brother, you can inquire about this information through the disciple token. ”

"In addition, if there is any new news, the captain will also convey it to us through the disciple token. Hao Mei added.

Fang Heng nodded: "Okay, I know." ”

"Farewell. ”

Then, Fang Heng ignored Hao Mei and turned to leave.

"Little junior brother, eh, little junior brother, don't go!" Hao Mei stretched her neck and kept her voice in a row.

It's a pity that he didn't get another response from Fang Heng.

Staring at Fang Heng's back, Hao Mei bit her fingers and laughed out loud: "What a little junior brother with personality......"

"I really didn't expect that he was still a disciple of the elder! Tsk, this time I went on a mission, and I guess it would be very interesting to have him with me......

......

......

When I came out of the mission hall, it was already late.

In the night sky, a cold moon hangs high.

"It seems that Mo Xian does have a secret ...... on his body" Fang Heng walked on the mountain road, thinking to himself.

Mo Xian, as a mentor of the Martial Arts, colluded with the Lin family. If this was the only culpability, he would not have been hunted down and killed by the Wu Mansion to the extent that he is now.

Fang Heng felt that it was likely that the Martial Mansion had discovered the secret on Mo Xian's body and issued the task of chasing and killing.

Moreover, because Mo Xian had communicated with the Lin family, this secret is likely to be related to the Demon Sect behind the Lin family.

In short, this is a clue worth investigating, and it is necessary to investigate it in detail!

"Three days later...... Hmph!" Fang Heng's face was gloomy.

Then, without thinking about it anymore, Fang Heng quickened his pace and returned to the disciple's dormitory.

......

The mountain road is dark and the wind is cold.

It took about an hour for Fang Heng to come to his disciple's residence.

At this moment, there was silence all around, and most of the disciples had fallen asleep.

"Huh, you two ......."

Walking to the vicinity of the large square outside his residence, Fang Heng's pupils shrank, and he suddenly found two familiar figures.

Fang Xiaohu, Fang Caier!

"It's so cold outside, you two don't know how to live in a dormitory, what are you doing here?" Fang Heng stepped forward and looked at the two of them a little strangely.

Immediately, Fang Heng found that Fang Cai'er was barefoot, her clothes were thin, and her face was red from the cold.

And Fang Xiaohu was not only shivering from the cold, but also had mottled scars on his face and arms.

"Brother Heng......"

Seeing Fang Heng appear, Fang Xiaohu couldn't help it and cried.

And Fang Heng's face suddenly became gloomy.

"Little Huzi, Cai'er, tell me honestly, what the hell is going on?"