【043】 Hundred horses come south

On the official road outside the 'Northern Desert City', a round of crescent moon quietly aroused the frost in the sky. Under the moonlight, nearly a hundred warriors dressed in uniform were hurrying on the road. The dust raised by the horses' hooves was scattered all over the official road, and the momentum seemed to cover the entire sky.

This is an elite team of the first sect in the 'Red Sky Mortal Domain', the 'Sword Casting Villa', and the purpose of their trip is to come to the 'Northern Desert City' to investigate and deal with the remnants of the 'Red Ghost Sect'.

A day ago, the high-level officials of the 'Sword Casting Villa' got a tip-off that the remnants of the 'Red Ghost Sect' had appeared in the 'Northern Desert City'. This remnant is the old sect leader of the 'Red Ghost Sect' thousands of years ago, he killed the city lord Ling Yang, and killed innocents in the 'Northern Desert City'. But in the end, for some reason, he died at the hands of a teenager.

The 'treasure of the Red Ghost Sect', the half-spirit weapon, the Red Ghost Golden Seal, seemed to have also fallen into the hands of that young man.

As a result, the high-level leaders of the 'Sword Casting Villa' decided to take down the boy and snatch back the 'Red Ghost Golden Seal'.

In this operation, the 'Sword Casting Villa' sent a total of three high-level mysteries, ten middle-level mysteries, and twenty low-level mysteries, and the cultivation of the remaining martial artists was at least the eightfold of the Xuan vein.

In the center of the procession, a dozen warriors surrounded a teenager. The appearance of the young man is about sixteen or seventeen years old: wearing a brocade robe, wearing a sword at his waist, his face is like a crown of jade, and his eyes are like meteors.

His name is "Jiang Yi", and he is the nephew of Jiang Cheng, the owner of the 'Casting Sword Villa', and Jiang Zhou's cousin.

Unlike Jiang Zhou, Jiang Yi has cultivated hard since he was a child, and at the age of sixteen, he was already a low-level cultivator, and he was a leader in the new generation of the Jiang family. However, no matter how good Jiang Yi is, after all, he is a child of a wealthy family, and his temperament is still extremely strong.

Nearly 100 people rushed to the 'Northern Desert City', and when they came to the city gate, it was already dawn. Before the city gate was opened, nearly 100 people waited at the city gate.

The rush for days made Jiang Yi feel extremely impetuous. When he arrived in the city, this impetuosity finally turned into anger.

"You!, go into the city and find someone to open the door!" Jiang Yi shouted, pointing at a martial artist.

"Yes, young master. "The warrior took the order, jumped up, jumped onto the wall in a blink of an eye, and disappeared into the 'Northern Desert City'.

"Boom—"

After a while, with a sound in the middle, the city gate finally opened slowly.

"Let's go!"

Jiang Yi gave an order, vigorously whipped the horse's back with his horsewhip, and took the lead into the city.

At the city gate, there stood a short and thin old man, the old man was very old, but his cultivation was still there, so he was sent to keep vigil at this city gate.

When Jiang Yi saw the old man, his anger came out.

"Why is the door opening so slow!" Jiang Yi scolded.

"Childe, forgive me, little old man, I must open the door at the hour of the hour on the orders of the city lord. The old man replied.

"Oh. I see. Jiang Yi sneered: "Since you are so conscientious, then Ben Gongzi has to reward you something." ”

"Thank you, childe, this is the little old man's duty. The old man laughed.

"In that case, I'll reward you with a horsewhip!" Jiang Yi smiled evilly, and with a wave of the horsewhip, he slashed at the old man's head and face.

"Smack!"

The horsewhip slapped the old man's face, and suddenly there was a blur of flesh and blood.

The old man let out a cry of grief, his hands covering his bloody face, and he dared not speak in anger.

"Humph!"

Jiang Yi seemed to be relieved, dropped a cold snort, and left.

Hundreds of horsemen and horses passed by the old man first, but none of them came down to check on the old man's injuries. The degree of ruthlessness and indifference can be seen,

said that Ye Junlin and Li Mo were drunk, and when they woke up, it was also dawn.

The two teenagers touched their heavy heads and smiled at each other.

If a man has drunk wine, told the truth, and lived life and death together, he is a brother, and there can be any messy polite words between brothers.

"What are your plans for the future?" Ye Junlin asked bluntly.

"What can I do, I'm now fed alone, and my family isn't hungry. Li Mo smiled: "So, I decided to rely on you, I will go wherever you go." ”

"Good. Ye Junlin didn't say much, but the words were sonorous and powerful.

"I'm going to the Sea of Purple Clouds. ”

"Let's go!" Li Mo made an indifferent gesture.

The two teenagers made quick decisions, packed up quickly, and hit the road quickly. By the time Jiang Yi entered the city, they had already left the Northern Desert City through another city gate.

Jiang Yi searched for chickens and dogs in the city, but he didn't find the teenager he was looking for, so he couldn't help but be angry again, scolding his subordinates for being "rubbish!garbage!".

Just when Jiang Yi was about to 'open the killing ring', a young martial artist finally inquired about Ye Junlin's whereabouts.

But after Jiang Yi heard this, his face did not show half joy, but became more and more angry: "I know that it is not too early to say, rice bucket!"

After Jiang Yi finished scolding, he kicked the warrior. The warrior did not dare to resist in the slightest, and took this kick hard.

Jiang Yi was afraid that Ye Junlin would escape at this time, and he didn't care about gathering the team, so he only took more than 20 horsemen and horses to kill out of the city and chase after Ye Junlin.

The sky was already gloomy and dreary, and suddenly it began to rain lightly.

The dripping raindrops fell on Jiang Yi, which made Jiang Yi, who was like a "tyrant", even more angry. With nowhere to be angry, he suddenly exerted his strength, and the whip struck the horse heavily, and the horse was in pain, and suddenly wailed.

But Jiang Yi didn't have the slightest pity, his wrist was used again and again, and after a while, the horse's body became blurred with flesh and blood.

It rained lightly from the sky, but this did not delay Ye Junlin's hurry, and a colorful round ball, like a protective shield, was put on Ye Junlin's body. The rain hit the mask and slipped down again.

Li Mo was similar to Ye Junlin, and he also summoned a crimson light mask. But the White Wolf King didn't think so, and sighed secretly in his heart: "Human beings are hypocritical. Then he continued to walk out into the light rain with his head held high.

The earth trembled at this time. Faintly, there were more than two dozen strong breaths, coming from behind.

"Xiaobai, what do you perceive?" Ye Junlin asked.

"Good. The White Wolf King used his soul to send a message to Ye Junlin, and then slowly closed his eyes and sensed it carefully.

"Three high-level mysteries, six middle-level mysteries, and eleven low-level mysteries are chasing us. The White Wolf King replied.

"It's not good!" Ye Junlin thought for a while, then decided to avoid the edge for the time being, and took Li Mo and the White Wolf King to hide in a dense forest on the side of the road.

Jiang Yi took the people and horses, and in an instant, the mighty people and horses passed by Ye Junlin and the others.

"It's actually the person from the 'Sword Casting Villa'!" Ye Junlin said, his eyes exuding a murderous aura.

An elderly martial artist dressed in purple brocade couldn't help frowning when he sensed the murderous aura.

"Childe, there is murder in the forest. The old man said to Jiang Yi.

"Oh?" Jiang Yi raised his eyebrows, seemingly with great interest.

"Let's see which turtle with a shrunken head dares to kill us. After Jiang Yi finished speaking, he suddenly instigated his horse and ran towards the mountains and forests where Ye Junlin was