Chapter Forty-Six: Qishan
Soon, a gray-clothed man with chains was brought up.
The two white-clothed palace masters stood behind the gray-clothed man, Chu Qingni stood in front of him with his hands crossed, and said with great interest:
"Yo, isn't this Mr. Dou? Why are you tied up here in all sorts of ways?"
This gray-robed man named Dou Qifan was dressed in a mess, his chest was stained with dark red blood, and when he heard Chu Qingni say this, he was busy kowtowing to Chu Qingni and begging for mercy.
"Miss, I was wrong! I really know it......'s wrong! They forced me, I don't dare...... I really don't dare anymore."
While speaking, this Mr. Dou cried with tears and snot all over his face.
A trace of disgust and mockery flashed on Chu Qingni's face:
"Mr. Dou is the envoy under the command of [White Tiger Rising Disaster], if you really don't want to be dealt with by the cult, Hanguangjun can't protect you?"
[Green Dragon Sweeping the Night], [White Tiger Revival Disaster], [Vermilion Bird Burning Sky], and [Xuanwu Demon Suppression] are the four top masters in the Sacred Heart Gate who are only under the Lord of the Sacred Heart Gate, and [White Tiger] Mu Hanguang, as the best at fighting among the four, can be said to have been powerful in martial arts for a long time, and he is also the top boss of this Dou Qifan.
"Miss...... Miss, I really know it's wrong, you just see that I am old and young, spare me...... I promise, I swear, I won't dare again!"
Dou Qifan was also frightened, only crying and begging for mercy, sighing again and again.
Chu Qingni leaned over slightly, looked at Dou Qifan's miserable appearance, and asked with a smile:
"Then please ask Dou Qifan to answer me another question, what did you tell them besides selling my whereabouts to the cult?"
"I didn't ...... No more ......"
Dou Qifan stammered and replied.
"Really?"
A hint of coldness flashed in Chu Qingni's eyes.
"I ...... I also informed them...... The Holy Gate has a lot of deployments under Qishan, but I don't know what's underneath Qishan, so I just told them this!
"Oh~That's all~"
Chu Qingni deliberately accentuated the word "only", turned her back to Dou Qifan, and said lightly:
"Chop off his hands and feet and throw them into the Yanjiang River. ”
"Yes!"
The two white-clothed palace masters got the order and took Dou Qifan away.
No matter how Dou Qifan cried and wailed, it was useless, and after a few screams, Han Feng heard the sound of a heavy object falling into the water.
The river is stained with blood.
Chu Qingni walked up to Han Feng with her hands behind her back, and her expression was mostly delicate:
"How is it, Emperor Han is not afraid of the methods of this demon girl of mine?"
"I'm afraid, I'm so scared. ”
Han Feng said lightly.
A hint of cunning flashed in Chu Qingni's eyes, and she leaned over and said:
"Then you beg me like him, and I will let you live. ”
"I don't. ”
Han Feng did not dodge or dodge, and looked at Chu Qingni.
The four eyes looked at each other, but Chu Qingni avoided his gaze, paced away, and the old god asked on the ground:
"And guess what I'm going to do with you?"
Han Feng looked at the river and looked into the distance.
"Of course, it was good wine and meat to entertain me, and when I arrived at Qishan, I would safely hand over all my friends into my hands, and finally liberate the Qishan faction so that I could complete my mission and leave. ”
"Heh, you are so shameless, where is such a good thing in the world?"
Chu Qingni walked to Han Feng's side.
Han Feng said lightly:
"But the premise of all this is that you can hold the mountain. ”
"You see that?"
Chu Qingni didn't expect Han Feng to actually find out the problem.
Han Feng nodded as a matter of course:
"Don't despise me too much, the cult has gotten the news of Qishan, even if it is vague, you should know that your Sacred Heart Gate is doing something big there, and it can be seen from the attack on you that your relationship is very bad, how could they not attack Qishan?"
"Even if you have a bit of a brain," Chu Qingni nodded, her eyes wandered to look at Han Feng, and then turned to look into the distance, "Will you help me?"
"I'm just a real martial artist in name only, how can I help you?"
Han Feng replied in a faint voice.
This sentence is not wrong, he only has nine products, and a group of martial arts characters under his hands don't know how they are recuperating near Qishan, and their current state is really helpless.
But somehow, Han Feng caught a glimpse of Chu Qingni's expression looking into the distance, and the ghost made a surprise addition:
"But I'll do my best. ”
"Really?" Chu Qingni looked back at Han Feng in surprise, "You can't go back." ”
Han Feng looked at the bright smile of the girl in red, and couldn't help laughing:
"Don't worry, you won't regret it. ”
"Don't worry, in return, I will hand over your teammates and the Qishan faction to you as they are. ”
Chu Qingni said and walked towards the cabin.
"Don't stand outside, come in and rest for a while, it's going to be a long boat ride." ”
Han Feng smiled and followed into the cabin.
......
Life on board is not mentioned.
The waterway is indeed faster than the land route, and the Biyun ship of the Sacred Heart Gate is indeed an extremely fast ship, but in two days, it has reached the Qishan Territory.
Finding a convenient inlet, the Sacred Heart Gate people got off the boat.
A group of more than 300 people is now on the water's edge, silently and solemnly.
In the past few days, Han Feng has been practicing the internal cultivation methods of "Zixia Divine Skill" on the boat, as well as "Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt" and "Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Exercises", and his injuries have been healed by ninety percent, and he has even vaguely touched the realm of the eighth grade.
Han Feng, who was constantly receiving the mysterious mist to instill martial arts, was also frighteningly fast when he looked at the entire martial arts.
As soon as everyone got off the boat, a group of more than a dozen black-clothed treacherous people came from the dense forest in the distance, knelt down to Chu Qingni in unison, clasped their fists and said:
"Report to the eldest lady, the cult-worshipping brigade is at the bottom of the mountain, and it seems that they are preparing to attack the top of the mountain. ”
The two palace masters, Jiao and Kang, heard this, and hurriedly said to Chu Qingni:
"Miss, you can't let the cult discover the altar of earth, otherwise the secret of the holy relics may not be guaranteed. ”
Chu Qingni nodded, pointing to the peak of Qi Mountain:
"Everyone galloped with me to the aid of Qishan. ”
The team quickly moved, and a group of hundreds of people rushed to the top of Qishan.
Han Feng was thinking about the whole thing in his heart...... In the task scroll of the Hanging Sword Division, all the Qishan Sect disappeared, leaving only a broken ruin, but listening to Chu Qingni's words, I am afraid that the Sacred Heart Gate not only did not destroy it, but also used some kind of trick to hide the entire mountaintop.
This martial arts world is terrifying......
Chu Qingni ran quickly beside Han Feng, looked at Han Feng with a thoughtful expression, and bumped his shoulder:
"What does Emperor Han think? Do you think that you originally came to deal with me as a Hanging Sword Division, but now you have to help me fight, and you feel so uncomfortable?"
"I'm thinking, I'm really miserable by this woman like you. ”
As Han Feng spoke, he contacted Shangguan Yundun, Zhuo Yihang and others through the mysterious mist.
This time, they had to help.
......
The warriors were moving fast, but by the time they reached the top of the mountain, there was already a battle taking place.
Countless buildings are indeed in ruins, except for a huge marble plaza in the middle.
Han Feng looked at the battle in the square and was a little stunned.
The huge square can be the size of ten football fields.
A group of Hanging Sword Warriors in black and white uniforms were entangled with hundreds of black-clothed sophists, and the battle situation was scorching.
These people are...... Guo Qinhan, Gu Yunzhou, Zhang Lie, Jian Qingci, Mo Shanbei......
"What's going on......"
Han Feng was a little unsettled.
Turning his head, Chu Qingni looked at himself with a smile.