To the west of the North Village, out of the rocky wasteland, there is a mountain peak called "Sandaogou", the peaks are undulating, and there are faintly ancient river shallow ditches distributed in it.

On the third day after the ground moved, a group of nine people came to the outside of Sandaogou. These are the guards of Kitamura. Mo Liang, as a strong man in the four grades of ink, was specially recruited.

Yan Jin, the captain of the guards, was at the forefront of the team, and there were seven strong guards behind him, carrying swords and guns, straddled bows and arrows, and their faces were solemn. Mo Liang hangs at the end, and the pace is steady. It was the first time he had left Beicun so far away, but he didn't feel a trace of discomfort.

In front of you, the mountains and ravines are lush and green, and the black rocks are buried in the light gray gravel, paving the path into the mountain ravine.

As dusk approached, the sun sank into the distant mountains, and the translucent light seeped out from the dense forests on the top of the mountains, and the towering peaks were like shadow giants standing between heaven and earth, overlooking the small and dusty wilderness pedestrians.

Yan Jin led everyone to drill into the dense forest of Sandaogoutou Mountain with the last ray of light in the sky. Set up camp in the middle of the mountain.

At night, it belongs to the fierce beasts and demons.

"Tomorrow, we will enter the mountains and peaks, the ferocity of the fierce beasts and demons is even more fierce, and there may not be a peaceful child for a long time! Moreover, the fierce creatures that can cause a hundred miles of movement, you all know what kind of role it may be!" Yan Jin's tone was solemn, looking around at everyone, "Rest well tonight, and cultivate enough strength and spirit." Otherwise, tomorrow morning's sun could be the last you have ever seen!"

He said it so fiercely that people couldn't help but shudder.

"Tonight we will take turns on duty, and the rest will rest. The old rules are not allowed to open fires, no loud drinking, and no unauthorized departure! Mo Liang, it is your turn in the first half of the night today. Su Qian, you are in the middle of the night. Yan Jin counted the names of the two fighters and commanded as usual.

Mo Liang nodded slightly, and a sense of uneasiness quietly rose in his heart.

Although Yan Jin was very restrained all the way and never blamed him, it was precisely because Yan Jin was too normal that it was abnormal.

In order to curry favor with Wang Lingfeng, Yan Jin is a guy who can make a brazen attack on the younger generations of the same clan, and intentionally or unintentionally regards Mo Liang as a thorn in his side. And this special sign is exactly what he meant, if you say that you are dedicated to the public, it is a bit far-fetched.

But until now, Mo Liang couldn't guess Yan Jin's thoughts. What could he do in front of the seven Kitamura guards?

This round of night patrol was the first time Yan Jin called Mo Liang's name. Maybe it was the underlying vigilance in his heart that immediately made him a little alert. Despite this, his complexion did not change.

Seeing that the seven guard soldiers and Yan Jin were gathered separately, and they fell asleep against the tree in groups of two or three, he stood motionless in the center, listening in all directions, alert.

The mountains and forests at night are not silent, even terrifying, sometimes there are fierce roars, trembling footsteps, and strange sounds. Fortunately, the two worlds intersect here, the giant beasts in the mountains are gone, the wilderness goblins do not come, and there are no disturbing guests for the time being.

Yan Jin slept soundly, and there was a slight snoring sound, which made Mo Liang, who was secretly on guard, frown from time to time and look at him coldly. But until the moon was empty, the guard soldier Su Qian woke up in a haze to take over, and there was no situation.

Mo Liang couldn't help but doubt himself, could it be that he was suspicious? In the suspicious pretense of sleep, Mo Liang, who had not rested for most of the night, accidentally fell into a deep sleep and lost the passage of time.

I don't know how long it was, and I was unconscious in my sleep.

Suddenly, Mo Liang suddenly became clever, and his eyes opened suddenly, as if he had had had the most terrifying nightmare. But when I opened my eyes, I entered another nightmare. The scene in front of him made his hands and feet cold, his pores tightened, and his head buzzed, and he jerked to the side.

I saw a sharp arrow, which was shooting at his eyebrows at an alarming speed. Not far ahead, Yan Jin and the other eight people raised their eyebrows coldly. The night patrol warrior Su Qian, the bowstring of the five stones in his hand was still trembling slightly.

Quiver!

The fatal arrow, the arrow went straight into the hard trunk of the tree. The cold arrow shaft was clinging to Mo Liang's earlobe, and a chill rushed from the tailbone to the top of his head, shaking the tail of the arrow, causing his breath to be disordered for a while.

The point in the center of his eyebrows crumbled tightly, and at this moment, his heartbeat seemed to stop, and his heart shrank violently.

The crowd gathered together to watch coldly made him chill.

"You ......"

He never expected that the eight-man guards would collude together.

Mo Liang's astuteness surprised Yan Jin and the others slightly, but they immediately smiled coldly. Here, they have laid a wide net.

"A small bowstring vibration can wake you up! This vigilance, powerful, powerful!" Yan Jin clapped his hands and praised, finally emerging the indifferent hostility that Mo Liang was so familiar with.

This indifferent expression made Mo Liang's anger burn uncontrollably. "You guys, what a shame on the name of the guard!"

Beicun has given them the greatest trust and reward, allowing them to enjoy respect and honor among the villagers, have a good life, and shoulder a sacred mission. Everyone entrusts their own lives, even the lives of their parents, wives and children, to them for protection.

However, they killed each other again and again, and at this time, they forcibly killed him in disregard of the mission of this trip into the mountain!

To be fair, he has never had any grievances with these people!

"Have you fed the trust of your clansmen and your conscience to the dogs?"

"Conscience?" Yan Jin sneered, "Stinky boy, do you know what conscience is? Conscience, it won't bring you any good! Look at us! In this mountain infested with fierce beasts and demons, we sleep in the open air, and risk death at any time. This is conscience!"

"Now it's fine. As long as we kill you and take your head, our brothers can go to the Holy City and be taken care of by the young city lord Wang Lingfeng!"

Yan Jin Zhenzhen has words, and talking about the Holy City makes these people's eyes shine even more. They looked at Mo Liang with a cold killing intent.

Mo Liang shook his head in disappointment and stood up against the trunk of the tree. "You white-eyed wolves, Wang Lingfeng won't even see a single hair of you! But your clansmen have placed all their trust and hope on you! Just because Wang Lingfeng is a young city lord, he made you turn your back on your origin?"

As he spoke, his eyes staring at Yan Jin and the others were full of disdain and sympathy.

Reaching out, he pulled the arrow out of the trunk and gently put it away. "The arrows made by the people of your own hands are not for you to use against your people. ”

"And I tell you, even if you choose to submit to power, you are on the wrong side!

Mo Liang's eyes had a strong will. The more ruthless Yan Jin and the others were, the more profound the stimulation that Wang Lingfeng gave to Mo Liang. Maybe Wang Lingfeng just had a thought, and countless inexplicable people rushed out. And he will always fight alone. But all these things in the past will become the reason for his victory in the final victory, giving all those who have tried to stomp on him in vain, the most powerful response.