A large group of scarred fellow Demon Sect Daoists suddenly appeared on Qingyun Peak, and since this group of people came out of the teleportation formation, they have been complaining incessantly, some of them have unbelievable confusion on their faces, and some of them are full of anger and monstrous hatred, as if they have experienced the most unfair treatment in the world.

When the most effective talkers in the mountains, namely Boss Niu and Qingfeng, arrived, these people gathered around and chattered non-stop, and the red cheeks and the bruised neck were the characteristics of everyone who had to speak.

Qingfeng is young, he may not know some of them, but as the left protector of the Demon Sect and the helmsman, Boss Niu's expression instantly became serious, and his attitude was extremely respectful when facing some old people, this is not his usual style, Qingfeng also sensed that something was wrong, because some of his familiar companions were also mixed in, and he was indignantly telling the past at the moment.

"The suzerain, the suzerain, wants to run away by himself and make all of us scapegoats. ”

"That's right, we walked well on Wangfu Mountain, but the Sect Master counterattacked, trying to wipe us out, but fortunately, the last teleportation scroll to Qingfeng Mountain was carried by the right protector, and we escaped. ”

There are also people muttering to themselves, who are close to falling into demons, "Doctrine, doctrine, demonic doctrine just deceive us, then what is the meaning of what we have done all these years?"

Most of these wilted people are very young, and they used to be the most loyal believers of the sect master, but now, they are all done, and it seems that they have been hurt a lot by the sect master's rebellion.

Aomine was originally one of these people, and when he heard them slander the sect leader like this, although he was suspicious and didn't dare to believe it, when he transferred the realization to those young companions who got along best on weekdays, he felt a gloomy atmosphere, and looked at their sluggish expressions, and he couldn't say anything to refute it.

Boss Niu let out a loud shout, interrupting everyone's chatter and noise, he looked at an elderly man with a slightly pale face and a beard that was almost white, and said respectfully, "Elder Wu, what is the context of this matter?"

"You should know that the sect master wants to be alone, chic and free, although he manages and monitors us from an unknown channel, and gives an order from time to time, but he is always in sight, and we have no way to find him. ”

Elder Wu belongs to the kind of person who speaks slowly, but has a strong sense of interest, and he must speak things thoroughly, which is exactly in line with Boss Niu's appetite to know the cause and effect.

"As everyone said, just as we arrived at Wangfu Mountain, the Sect Master suddenly appeared, which greatly encouraged the low morale, but just as we were happily preparing to flee from Longyao Prefecture, the Sect Master counterattacked, using his magical powers to slaughter all his followers, and I had to use the last teleportation scroll, and these more than ten wounded people were the last survivors. ”

Elder Wu also glanced at Boss Niu and Qingfeng when he said that he was "full of joy and fled from Longyao Prefecture", there was indescribable guilt and helplessness in his eyes, Boss Niu didn't seem to see the other party's meaning clearly, and he didn't complain about the other party's intention to abandon them, and he didn't care about it generously, at this time, it was really not appropriate to create suspicion, he had to twist all his strength into a rope, and then use it all to break through the blockade at the foot of the mountain.

Aomine interjected at this moment and asked, "Are you sure the sect master is not... Isn't he crazy?" At this time, he no longer doubted the truth of what everyone said, but he still maintained his usual awe and admiration for the sect master, and if he didn't give him a suitable reason, he would not admit that the sect master had slaughtered his sect members.

Elder Wu didn't have the anger he expected, but instead looked at Qing Feng and said calmly, "I'm sure, no. The Sect Master's eyes remained as clear and sharp as ever, and even deeper and more unpredictable. ”

Speaking of which, the room ushered in a long-lost silence, and everyone seemed to have practiced a closed mouth meditation and stopped talking, leaving only a gloomy atmosphere in everyone's hearts.

Boss Niu broke this depressed mood and deliberately raised his voice to increase his momentum, "Let's take care of the current situation first, as for whether the sect master wants to abandon us, wait until we survive to seek justice." ”

Elder Wu echoed, "That's right, survive first and then talk about the rest, Boss Niu According to what you said, Qingyun Peak is under siege?"

"According to the order of the sect master, a few days ago, a team of horses had been dispatched to go down the mountain to raid and disrupt the order, and then a team of more than 500 border troops was recruited. ”

"There are only more than 500 people! You and I will take down the mountain. ”

"Now that the other party's reinforcements have arrived, it is not so easy to kill them. ”

Among the more than 10 people who had just arrived here to flee, some people suddenly questioned loudly, "What are you doing to eat? At that time, more than 500 people could not deal with it!"

He seemed to have forgotten his rank and the current distinction between host and guest, and was completely frightened by the current situation, so he didn't choose to say anything and complain indiscriminately.

Boss Niu's cold eyes stared at the guy who didn't know what to do, and said in a low voice: "Don't forget, you treat us as outcasts, and outcasts naturally have to do their duty, not too strong, and it is best to attract more attention from the enemy." ”

After saying that, Boss Niu laughed self-deprecatingly, this weird atmosphere made everyone shut their mouths, and the person who questioned loudly just now couldn't raise his head.

Elder Wu said roundly: "Let's discuss how to break through, we have all become turtles in the urn, let's let go of the past grievances." He looked at Boss Niu with undisguised supplication and longing.

Boss Niu had to nod, and glanced at the guys who were not kind to him just now, as a warning, and then began to tell the situation at the bottom of the mountain at the moment, and nearly forty people in the hut were crowded together, chattering and discussing.

As Boss Niu said, the foot of Qingyunfeng Mountain has been surrounded by ironclad warriors who are pressed by black, just like a big pocket wrapped in the weather in the mountains, so that everything that should go and what should not go can no longer pass, Zhao Kai and more than 500 of them because of this victory, they were regarded as heroes and welcomed back to the city, and the rest of the things were handed over to the new soldiers to do, and then they were only responsible for entering the city to encourage the low mood of the people.

It's just a performance, Zhao Kai is not interested in these things, but he also understands the necessity of doing so, so he is not disgusted, the etiquette that should be there, the performance that should be done, he also completed it well, this tragic victory was preached by people with a heart as the kind of momentum that only tens of thousands of people can win after the decisive battle, so that the soldiers who got back are embarrassed no matter how thick-skinned they are.

But in the eyes of the people, these soldiers became more and more cute, and the victory was not arrogant, and the strict military discipline became the unanimous praise of the people for this team, and this kind of propaganda did work, at least the atmosphere of the city to sweep away the decadence also became a little lively.

Zhao Kai couldn't cry or laugh, Peng Jiu didn't know how to deal with himself, as soon as the two returned to the renovated hiding place of the Jiashen Tent Pioneer Battalion, they didn't even see Shangguan and their comrades, and went directly to their rooms to fall asleep.

The others didn't blame the two of them for seeing this look, knowing that they were embarrassed and excited at the moment, they just teased a few words and went about their own things, leaving the two excited souls hiding in the bed and happily unable to help themselves.

The search in Wangfu Mountain continued, and Elder Zhou had not stopped since he found the entrance to the teleportation formation, but fortunately, the men handed over to him by Wu Chengxi were all strong and trained hard-working people, so they could get twice the result with half the effort and make rapid progress.

On the sunny side of the mountain, there is a road that must be passed down the mountain, both sides are full of rugged and tall strange rocks, but the middle is bare, and even the traces of grass and trees have a fault here, as if God is holding a giant scissors, and then a pair of scissors go down to become this appearance.

Aware of the strangeness, Elder Zhou simply sat down cross-legged, constantly pinching the trick in his hand, his spirit gradually settled, his spiritual power was scattered around, searching for suspicious traces inch by inch, and the others stood quietly around, instinctively vigilant, cooperating with tacit understanding, and did not disturb Elder Zhou's investigation at all.

In the old man's sight, all living beings and all dead things were covered with a layer of fierce sword qi, which made him shiver from his bones, and what was even more terrifying was that there was originally a dead silence around him, and when he used his magical power to deepen the search, he could feel an extremely intense... Thoughts, yes, are thoughts, not resentful spirits gathered by killing, nor are they extremely crazy rebellions due to heavenly punishment, but they seem to be gathered into momentum one by one, and they will not disperse for a long time.

The old man suddenly became clever, his mind suddenly returned to his original state, and he no longer dared to explore the depths, the bitter chill did not dissipate immediately, but it was like a dog skin plaster on his body, and it has been releasing a compelling coldness like this.

Seeing the changes in front of them, everyone gathered around them, but Elder Zhou was immersed in thought and muttered, "What the hell is this? Why does the great wish that all wishes converge here?" ”

After a long time, he stood up, there was some unbelievable panic in his eyes, and finally settled down, waved his hand to dispel the worries of the people around him, and then looked forward and pointed in a direction, and said: "It should be a battlefield there, everyone feels that there is an unusual residual momentum gathered here, it is from where it spreads, let's go, go and see." ”

The further down he went, the more prominent the atmosphere of death and silence became, and at the same time, there was a ripple of fierce sword qi, Elder Zhou led the way, his steps were heavy and his eyes were deep, obviously he already had a bold guess, but he couldn't believe it, when he arrived at the battlefield that Elder Zhou said, everyone had to hold their breath and concentrate, and use their spiritual power to resist the rampant manic substantive sword qi around them.

The blood that has almost dried up still exudes a haze, and there are dozens of stinking corpses on the ground, in addition to the sword qi, when people calm down and perceive carefully, and abandon the endless whistling wind, the air is still filled with lingering whispering and singing, like an illusory dream that makes people feel not real, but there is a sense of substitution that can make people immersive.

Elder Zhou was also suddenly startled, he had to reflect on whether his induction just now was wrong, because no one's ambition would be mixed with endless resentment and desolation, this momentum actually changed before it came closer, at first when the old man used his spiritual power to perceive, he could clearly feel a kind of battlefield pride, and now that it was close, this low chant was simply a groan from hell, sad and heavy, as if someone was carrying a boundless burden and struggling to walk alone in the world.