Volume 1 The Mountain Rain is Coming Chapter 88 is promoted
After entering the Demon Escape Temple, everyone searched for it, rummaged through the entire temple, and found a secret passage that led directly to an underground palace.
After entering the dungeon, everyone immediately gasped, and Tan Hao was even more shocked that his jaw was about to fall to the ground. Not because of any treasure found, but because there are too many corpses around!
This underground palace is very large, the decoration is very luxurious, and the stone pillars everywhere support the underground palace, but at this time, the stone pillars are wrapped around chains, locked with a dried corpse, there are no obvious scars, and there are traces of continuous struggle, these people are clearly tied here and starved to death!
The faces of everyone present sank, Tan Hao swallowed his saliva, and couldn't help but speak: "Obediently, I have only seen this battle on TV." ”
Tan Hao used to hear from the people who supervised the Heavenly Division that the Evil Prison was an evil way, but he never thought about it. It wasn't until he witnessed this tragic situation that he really realized that the hell was a pervert of Zhennima.
"It turns out that the spies we have sent out over the years are all here. Wang Luochuan's eyes froze, his face was bruised, and he said: "Burn them all for me! These beasts, I, Wang Luochuan, will not destroy them, and I will not be human." ”
"Yes!"
A fire, burning all the smoke, the southern city of the prison, the name of the death!
.......
Outside the desert, Fang Qin looked at the smoke that reached the sky, his eyes lit up, and he didn't know what to think about. Behind him, there was a dense crowd of people, to say the least, there were thousands.
"Helmsman, I still don't understand why we want to give up the temple, and I ask the helmsman to answer one or two. The Great Elder Luo Yu on the side said respectfully, he knew that this new helmsman had always been moody, so he was extremely humble in his words.
Fang Qin squinted at Luo Yu and slowly spoke: "It's just because part of the Holy Demon Sword is there, and now that I have brought the Holy Demon Sword out, there is no point in there." ”
"But for decades, the helmsman has been ....... with us"
"That was before, and now I'm the helmsman. Fang Qin interrupted Luo Yu's words: "Our base camp shouldn't be placed in the open, do you know how to make a big move? From now on, we will turn from light to dark, and all plans will be implemented in secret." ”
For a deeper reason, Fang Qin didn't say. His purpose is not just to be a small helmsman under the Hell, so he takes everyone out of here to start over. Turn these thousands of people into your own strength, and make them obey their orders. Even if the order is to let them die!
"Yes, it's just a pity to be old, after all, I've been there for decades. ”
"What's a pity. The Prison Heaven Division is well prepared, and now that the prison is up and down, who can stop Wang Luochuan except me?
This sentence knocked down Luo Yu, in fact, he wanted to say that you may not be able to stop Wang Luochuan. But thinking about Fang Qin's previous performance of the two of them, he felt that it was not impossible.
As for the others, most of the people who have a little strength in the prison don't wear a pair of pants with you, and they all let you kill them, what can you do?
"If we stay and fight with them, even if we can break their muscles and bones, we will definitely be wiped out. There is no need to make a loss-making transaction. ”
"So where do we go next?"
"Among those so-called righteous paths, there are also many sects that have come into contact with us in private, so find a hidden one,...... Let's go to Rashomon. ”
Fang Qin suddenly thought that there were only a few hundred people in Rashomon, and there had been very little contact with the outside world for decades. Even if there is an internal change, I am afraid that the prison will not be able to find out in a short time. Isn't that a great place to stay in the Hell?
The master of Rashomon is greedy for life and afraid of death, and it is not a good thing, so he will not dare to refuse if he goes to him by himself and lends him a hundred dares.
As for secretly reporting to the Heavenly Supervisor, then he also needs to have that fate!
Besides, the power of the Hellstery in this southern city is so great that it is by no means just talk. Those sects that have been controlled by the Hell will never be liberated by this.
The thousands of people in the prison finally looked back in the direction of the Demon Escape Temple, which had been burned by the fire.
Eleven huddled in the crowd, looking at Fang Qin, who was walking in the forefront, his eyes were erratic, he licked his lips, revealing an inexplicable smile. He followed the large army and walked slowly.
The crowd moved slowly, and none of them noticed that there was a man watching them on the sand dunes in the distance.
The man was wearing a black sweatshirt and slacks, and the hat behind the sweatshirt was covered by him over his head. He wears a black mask that obscures his facial expressions. Behind him was a great sword, which was wrapped in chains.
The blackness of his body made him look like a ghost in the night, but in this barren desert, it looked a little dazzling.
He was holding a cute puppy in his arms, and the puppy stuck out his tongue, which was very cute.
"You say, if I kill him now, won't there be so much to do?" said the man in black, with no one else around, as if he were talking to the dog in his arms.
The puppy in his arms looked at him with a confused expression, obviously not understanding what he was saying.
"Alas......" Seeing that the puppy was dazed, the man in black sighed, and he didn't make any action until Fang Qin and his party disappeared. He stood for a long time, until nightfall, and then said quietly: "Let's go, let's go back where we started." ”
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Vertical day.
Tan Hao held the certificate of commendation in his hand, and his heart couldn't be calm for a long time.
I saw that the commendation certificate read: Comrade Tan Hao, who made a special meritorious service in the battle to exterminate the Prison of Tricks! He smashed the conspiracy of the ambush organization of the Prison and laid a solid foundation for the later organization to drive out the Prison, and I hereby commend him!
Along with the certificate of commendation came a certificate on the table.
Identification of the director of the first division of the mobile hall.
Tan Hao rubbed his chin and muttered to himself: "Am I here, can I be considered promoted?"
"Of course, congratulations. The office door opened, and Qiu Mning walked in.
"Thank you. By the way, Mo Ning, you come and see this. With that, Tan Hao handed a document on the table to Qiu Moning.
"I went to check the information of this Jing Yue, and the information only recorded that she was a sage of the prison, who killed Li Qinghe, the sword saint of the Yin Sword Gate, in 36 years, and disappeared mysteriously two years later. Other than that, there was no useful information at all. ”
Qiu Mo sat on the office chair opposite Tan Hao, looking through the information one by one.
The more she looked, the more wrong her expression became, and her brows were almost furrowed.
"Mo Ning, what's wrong with you?" Tan Hao saw that Qiu Mo Ning's expression was wrong, and hurriedly asked.
"Nothing. Qiu Moning put down the information and stood up.
"I'm going back to Fengya Mountain tomorrow, Fengwu Palace. Don't run around during this time, I'll ask the master if he can solve the Gu on your body. ”
When Tan Hao heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "Okay." Listen to you. Mo Ning, do you know, in fact, when I first met you, I had a feeling, like we knew each other in our previous lives. The Buddha said that it took 500 times to look back in the previous life to meet in this life, and I must have broken my neck in my previous life to meet you. ”
Hearing Tan Hao's words, Qiu Moning's originally frowning brows relaxed: "What kind of nerves are you having again? In your last life, you watched too many TV series? Study your sword scripture more, you can't even fly the sword, is it a shame to say it?"
"Hey, hey. Tan Hao touched the back of his head and laughed.
..........
Qiu Mning walked back to his office and took out the black notes hidden in the drawer.
The black cover has a peculiar texture, like gold and jade, and like ancient sandalwood and old wood, with a touch of heavy and old charm, which vaguely turns out of repeated strange lines, revealing a slight silver glow, and the silver glow oozes a trace of blood, which seems to indicate ominous.
Qiu Moning fumbled with the cover: "What the hell is this?"
She felt like a devouring beast inside the note, and once she opened it, she would be devoured by it.
At the same time, Kyo Province.
The Altar of Hell.
The majestic dungeon was richly decorated, topped by a bronze throne on which sat a man in a black robe.
He looks about 50 years old, and although he is not tall, he is very well-proportioned. His forehead is wide and his nose bone is protruding, so it looks like his nose is a little hooked. His face was pale and expressionless. It appears stiff and cold. His eyes, in particular, were like sharp blades radiating light. It makes people palpitate.
There were four men standing under the throne, all of them fierce. They were all dressed in the same attire, all dressed in soap clothes and tied with leather hornbands around their waists. Each person's sleeve arm was embroidered with a strange round pattern with gold thread, like the face of a fierce demon god.
"How long has Jing Yue been gone?" the black-robed man spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.
The leader of the four people below stepped forward and said respectfully: "It's been about eighty years. ”
"What about Chu He? Why hasn't there been any news of him for so long? ”
The four people below looked at each other, not knowing how to speak. After all, it was the leader who replied: "As soon as he arrived in Nancheng, he cut off the news from us, and his subordinates don't know where he is now." ”
"Are you waste? A big living person can disappear into thin air. You can't find Jing Yue's disappearance decades ago, and the same is true for Chu River now. What the hell are you for?"
"This ......" The four people below were speechless, they really didn't expect the Holy Lord to be so angry as soon as he came out of the customs.
The leader was silent, and only after a while did he open his mouth to change the topic: "There was news from Nancheng before, and it was impossible to say that he would die. ”
"Dead is dead, Holy Demon Sword is okay, right?" said the Holy Lord.
"Being held by his successor Fang Qin should be fine. ”
"The Holy Demon Sword has been nurturing for two thousand years, and I can already feel it moving. The Holy Lord's eyes glanced at the four of them: "In less than ten years, it will be reborn." When the time comes, it will be the day when I will reorganize the order. ”
"My lord is Shengming!" the four of them said in unison, knelt down on one knee, and their mouths were full of words.
There was a sparkle in their eyes, as if that day was tomorrow.