Chapter Ninety-Two: Killing in the Dark
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Ye Qingxuan, who was sitting in the camp tent, suddenly opened his eyes, let the little confusion get into his arms, and walked to the camp where the Great Commander was.
In the tent, the breath is extraordinarily depressing, the figure of the commander is as weird as ever, semi-hidden and translucent, as if it will disappear at any time, with a miserable white mask, the lines of the scene are simple, outlining the shape of some deformed facial features, and a pair of ghostly eyes can't help but chill in the heart.
At this time, the five commanders of the Hidden Killing Guard had arrived, and the ten centurions were also there, and when they saw Ye Qingxuan coming in, their eyes fell on him, some were curious, some were suspicious, some were indifferent, and so on.
Ye Qingxuan was unaware of this, and after saluting the Grand Commander, he walked straight behind Gu Changhe and stood there quietly.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the hoarse and ugly voice of the Grand Commander came from under the mask: "This mission is similar to the last time, the two Commanders will guard this place, and the remaining three Commanders will go to the Black Wind Mountain Range to destroy the altar and strangle the people in the Xuanmen. ”
"The last time the Ancient Commander went to the Black Wind Mountains, it stands to reason that this time he should stay in the city, but given that he has the means to destroy the altar, he can only wronged the Ancient Commander and goes to the Black Wind Mountains again. ”
As he spoke, he didn't forget to look at Gu Changhe.
Gu Changhe's brows were slightly furrowed and then relaxed, although he was a little reluctant in his heart, he finally nodded.
Seeing that Gu Changhe agreed, the Grand Commander chose the other two commanders and went out of the city from the side with the hidden killing guard, responsible for destroying the altar in the mountain range.
On the way back to the camp, Gu Changhe kept frowning, looking preoccupied.
The other centurion who followed him had an ugly face and said angrily: "Last time we went to destroy the altar, why is it still us this time? Two hundred people, now there are only one hundred and thirty people left, and if you lose, I am afraid that the position of the ruler of you will ......."
"Shut up!" Gu Changhe turned around and scolded, "It is the duty of a soldier to go into battle to kill the enemy, what is there to be dissatisfied with? Go back and pack up, and gather at the west gate of the city in half an hour!"
The centurion clenched his fists tightly, a thick unwillingness flashed in his eyes, he snorted coldly and turned to leave, and finally even glanced at Ye Qingxuan, with a look of resentment in his eyes!
Seeing his eyes, Ye Qingxuan's eyebrows also wrinkled, he didn't have any grudges against him, why did he look like a cannibal?
But then he figured it out, there are only two centurions under Gu Changhe's command, and when there is no war, they are all one hundred, but since the outbreak of the beast tide, the number of hidden killer guards has been continuously reduced, and there are only one hundred and thirty people left under Gu Changhe, and last time he gave Ye Qingxuan a hundred, at this time, under the other centurion, there were only thirty people, and he took it for granted that Ye Qingxuan strengthened his job, so it was strange that he could not hold a grudge.
Gu Changhe turned his head and smiled apologetically at Ye Qingxuan at this time: "Xiahou Yi is like this, speak bluntly, don't take it to heart." ”
Ye Qingxuan chuckled and shook his head, but what he thought in his heart was unknown.
A quarter of an hour later, everyone gathered at the west gate of the city, and Ye Qingxuan stood behind Gu Changhe with a hundred hidden killing guards, with a solemn expression.
He is already seventeen years old, and his cultivation has reached the sixth layer of Pantian, which can be regarded as a genius wherever he is placed, and many people can't figure out why he came to the army to suffer this crime?
Roll rolling!
The city gate was opened, Gu Changhe waved his hand, turned into a ghost and swept away the city, covering the aura of his body, making it difficult for people to detect.
This is the power of the hidden guard, like a ghost in the dark, it can hide itself perfectly, proficient in the way of assassination and assassination, and it is the most difficult for people to detect when acting.
Ye Qingxuan used the method of closing the door, locking all his qi in his body, so that all the organs fell into dormancy, and the whole person looked like a living dead, which made Gu Changhe can't help but take a few more looks.
The beast tide mainly attacked the north gate of the city, and the west gate of the city was considered a piece of peace, and everyone went out of the city gate without hindrance, and then changed direction and plunged straight into the Black Wind Mountain Range.
Whew!
I could only feel a gust of light wind blowing, and Gu Changhe led more than a hundred hidden killing guards, quietly rushing towards the Black Wind Mountain Range, and the breath was faint, like a ghost passing by, strange and infiltrating.
But suddenly, Ye Qingxuan seemed to sense that something was wrong, and even the little confusion in his arms scratched his belly at this time, reminding him.
"Commander, something is wrong!" Ye Qingxuan looked at Gu Changhe in front of him and said softly.
Gu Changhe turned his head, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes: "What's wrong?"
As he spoke, his soul power gushed out, and he carefully sensed it around him, but he didn't notice anything.
Ye Qingxuan's expression was unprecedentedly solemn: "I don't know, but I just feel wrong." ”
There was a sudden sneer next to him, Ye Qingxuan looked over and found that Xiahou was looking at him with contempt: "What kind of cultivation is in charge, even he didn't find out, can you find out in advance?"
Ye Qingxuan glanced at him expressionlessly, too lazy to bother with such a person.
Gu Changhe also showed suspicion at this time: "It can't really be your illusion, right? This is the west gate of the city, most of the demon beasts are gathered at the north gate of the city, generally speaking, there will be no danger, we have traveled from here several times, although we have encountered several ambushes of demon beasts, but in the end it can be easily solved." ”
Seeing that Gu Changhe was also like this, Ye Qingxuan sighed secretly and said, "Maybe it's my illusion." ”
Xiahou Yi sneered on the side, a hairy boy, still want to ride on his head? Even if the centurion who died in battle was not as powerful as him before, sooner or later he would have to let Ye Qingxuan spit out the hundred hidden guards that belonged to him.
After walking for half an hour, everyone arrived at a strange rocky stone forest, where the hidden killer guard was like a fish in water, and by the terrain, he could hide himself perfectly.
But at this moment, Ye Qingxuan's scalp exploded, his hair stood on end, and he couldn't help shouting: "Be careful!"
Almost at the same time, one after another sharp blades broke through the void, blooming with a dazzling light, lighting up every corner of the stone forest.
"Ahh
A scream rang out continuously, and the sharp blade cut through the air, aiming at every hidden killer, and the sharp blade easily sliced their throats, bringing up a bloody arrow.
The bright white and bewitching blood color instantly illuminated this stone forest, and the strange stones were like a hideous beast under the reflection of the light, devouring the life of the hidden killer guard.
Gu Changhe also noticed it at this time, and a sharp blade appeared in front of him, smearing it towards his neck, startling him into a cold sweat.
But he was not flustered, the cultivation of the ninth layer of Pantian was there, and he had been immersed in the way of assassination for a long time, and he almost noticed something strange at the same time as Ye Qingxuan.
A short dagger appeared in his sleeve, unpretentious, without any sparkle, but like a blade of death, it shattered the ghostly kill.