Thirteen of us brothers knelt in the master's tent and were silent, and no one spoke. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info Senior brother is in front of me, and the smell of alcohol on his body is still very strong.

The Iron Hands suspected that there was a spy in the alliance, saying that it was impossible for the woman to untie the rope herself, and that she did not have a sharp weapon to cut the canvas of the tent and escape, and decided that the spy was one of us. However, the arbitrariness of the Iron Palm Gang this time was opposed by other sects. Now that the spy has not been caught, a certain person or sect cannot be ruled out, even the Iron Palm Gang is no exception. Therefore, the heads of the various factions discussed, and tonight they will first settle down in the Two Wolves Mountain, and then discuss the matter of leaving.

Except for the disciples who died in the attack on the Two Wolf Mountain, there are still about 1,500 people in the alliance, and it is not so easy to find a spy among so many people. Unless you use the stupidest way to check one by one, who have the two gatekeeper disciples met during this time, and where have the disciples of each sect gone during this time.

Careful investigation may be able to obtain some clues, and small sects may be simpler, such as the Golden Sword School, the total number of people in the entire sect is only twenty or thirty, and it will be easier to check them one by one. Another example is the Iron Palm Gang, the Fist Sect and the Giant Eagle Sect, each sect has at least three or four hundred people, but it is a little troublesome to investigate.

Moreover, there are many small sects in this alliance who do not agree with this operation, and they even have some personal grudges against the Iron Palm Gang.

Thinking of this, my heart will be much more relaxed, after all, I am the spy they are looking for. If it were a normal day, I wouldn't have thought about it so much, but if the Iron Palm Gang can catch the witch who escaped, I must be a little uneasy, maybe the person who will arrest me is already outside the tent.

At this moment, the curtain of the tent door was suddenly opened, and my heart suddenly lifted up, and I secretly looked back. Seeing that it was Shi Niang who walked in, she breathed a sigh of relief again.

Be a thief with a weak heart. It was here and now that I really realized.

Shi Niang Su Qin is dressed in a white dress, tall and tall, and her appearance is not very beautiful, but it is full of charm. Every time the master was away, she would teach us to practice swords instead of the master, and when she demonstrated the swordsmanship routines, she always caused the brothers to blush for a while, and the senior brother was even more red to the neck. But I have to say that the kung fu of Shi Niang's hands is not shallow, and a set of lotus swordsmanship is superb.

I have seen two sets of swordsmanship since I started, one is the water-clearing swordsmanship taught to us by the master, and the other is the lotus swordsmanship of the master. This time to encircle and suppress the Demon Sect, I have also seen many people from the Demon Sect use swords, but the swords they play are not eye-catching at all, there is no swordsmanship routine at all, they can only do some simple chopping movements, and they can't use swords.

In my mind, the swordsmanship of the master and the master is the most powerful, and I heard the senior brother say that the master also has a powerful secret swordsmanship, and this powerful swordsmanship is only qualified to practice by the master and the next generation of masters, and even the master and the mother cannot practice. I really don't know how the senior brother knows so much, compared to him, I am like a child, lonely and unheard.

The master came to the master, glanced at us, and whispered a few words in the master's ear. The master frowned suddenly, and said, "Is this true?"

Shi Niang nodded slightly and said, "The news has just come, and Master Pan and Master Lu have already rushed over. ”

The head of the road in Shi Niang's mouth is the head of the fist sect.

The master rolled his eyes a few times, and said to the senior brother: "Bold, you take all the disciples back to the camp first, and no one is allowed to go out without permission." ”

The senior brother hurriedly clenched his fists and said, "Master, I don't know what happened?"

The master said: "There is indeed a Demon Sect spy in the alliance, and that Demon Sect spy has just killed a disciple of the Golden Sword Sect. ”

The brothers and sisters all let out a cry, saying that this demon sect spy is so bold and bold, and he dares to kill people at this time. I also wonder in my heart, is there really a spy in the alliance?

Seeing us talking left and right, the master slapped the table heavily, glared at the senior brother, and said angrily: "Don't go yet!"

We immediately buried our heads again and said no more.

The senior brother came back to his senses, hurriedly clenched his fists, and said, "Yes, master." ”

When he retreated from the master's tent, he found that there was already a mess outside, and there were hurried figures everywhere. The master and the lady followed us out of the tent and walked straight towards the territory of the Iron Palm Gang.

We followed the elder brother back to the tent, and after we had cleaned up, we all lay on the bed, and no one talked about anything anymore, even the little junior brother who usually talked the most became quiet at this time. After a while, the bustling sound outside gradually became quieter, and in the end, only the footsteps of the Iron Palm Gang patrol disciples were left from time to time. We were also exhausted by the day and night of fighting, and soon after lying in bed, I fell into a deep sleep.

In my dream, I was standing on the Two Wolves Mountain. The corpses under his feet were already piled up, his bodies were covered with blood, and the iron sword in his hand was full of gaps. I'm the only one left in the entire Two Wolves Mountain. I saw that my master's neck was broken, his body was hanging on a large rock, and his wife was looking at me with a long sword in her chest. Pan Changlong, the leader of the Iron Palm Gang, was stuck upside down on a very long pointed wooden stake, and his body was slowly sliding downward. The senior brother was protecting the little junior brother in his arms, and he was hung on the mountain gate, and the familiar figures around him were scattered all over the place, and the stumps and broken arms were scattered all over the ground. Flames filled the mountains and reflected the sky red, and rivers of blood rushed down the mountain.

I struggled to breathe, and when I looked around, I was skimming the black figure in the sea of fire. She was walking towards me step by step from the flames, her charred hands open to me, and a strange smile on her fleshy face. I wanted to swing my sword to force her back, but I suddenly felt that my body was as heavy as a mountain, and my limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and I couldn't lift them, and it became more and more difficult to breathe, and I yelled at her with all my might: Don't come, don't come......

I opened my eyes suddenly, and there was silence all around me, and in the darkness, I slowly saw all around the tent. For a moment, my body seemed to be in a dream, and it seemed that there was still the body of my brother lying next to me.

After a long time, I gradually calmed down, only to feel that my mouth was unusually dry, and when I picked up the water bag, I realized that I was already sweating.

After a few mouthfuls of water, I lost all sleep. I don't know what time it is, if it wasn't for the master's order not to go out, I'm afraid I would have slipped out a long time ago.

He was lying on the boat thinking wildly, when suddenly, a miserable cry came from outside. The cry seemed so horrible in the quiet of the night, like someone suddenly throwing a stone into the calm water.

I jumped up from the bed and was about to pull the iron sword from my waist when I realized that it was back. I have a habit of putting the long sword on a special wooden frame when it is not in use, and the master said that the sword is spiritual, and when it is not in use, you should take good care of it and put it on the wooden frame. Over the past few years, not only me, but all of our brothers and sisters have also maintained this habit.

At this time, the senior brother and they all turned over and got out of bed, and we picked up the long sword and rushed out with the senior brother.

There was already a mess outside the account, and the disciples of the other sects were all running in one direction, and the senior brother greeted us and followed.

When they arrived at the place, there were already a lot of people gathered there, and the heads of various sects had already arrived, and the master and the lady were also among them.

Through the crowd, I saw a young Fist Sect disciple lying on the ground. In the firelight, I saw that his face was pale and his eyes widened, as if he had seen something terrible. There were no scars on his body, only two bloody holes in his neck, where blood was still flowing, as if he had just died.

One of the sect leaders suddenly lost his voice and said, "It's the tooth marks of the vampire old demon!"

As soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly rioted.

The bloodsucking old demon, a vicious person, is the big devil in the martial arts, and he is also the most talked about demon cult among our decent people, and everyone will be punished when they see it. In my early years, when I traveled south with my master, I had heard of the name of the vampire demon. Some people say that he is not a human, he looks like a bat, he is a foreign race in the rivers and lakes, specializing in sucking human blood, and I heard that when the blood-sucking old demon is hungry and thirsty, he even drinks the blood of animals. There is also a saying that the vampire old demon was originally a handsome young man, but because of his improper mental skills, he defected to the Demon Sect, entered the ghost path, and learned some demon arts that specialize in harming people. However, no one has ever seen the appearance of a vampire demon, not even the master.

However, everyone who was killed by the vampire old demon and sucked dry blood had one common characteristic, they would leave two blood holes in their necks! And this dead fist sect disciple had exactly two finger-thick blood holes in his neck.

The sect leader of the Fist Sect, Lu Tian's face was gloomy, and he shouted loudly to the pitch-black sky around him: "Those who have the ability to come with swords and guns, and those who hide in secret, what kind of heroes are they!"

He said this to those who were in secret. But in the empty night, where will anyone answer him? I don't think the vampire demon would have been stupid enough to come over at this time in front of so many of us.

There was silence in the field for a moment, Lu Tian slowly lowered his body, stretched out his hand and closed the disciple's eyes, and the two fist sect disciples ran over and carried the dead fist sect disciple back.

Everyone is there, and everyone's face is not very good-looking.

Pan Changlong suddenly said loudly: "The ordinary disciples of each sect immediately return to their tents, they are not allowed to go out without an order, and the patrol disciples of the Iron Palm Gang have increased by three people per team, so they must take strict precautions!

The alliance has not been dissolved yet, Pan Changlong's words are undoubtedly supreme, and after hearing this, all the disciples hurriedly followed their own senior brothers to their residences.

We followed Senior Brother and were just about to turn around and leave, when Pan Changlong's voice sounded in our ears again: "The heads of the various sects and the core disciples will stay for the time being and come to my tent to discuss important matters." ”

My heart moved, our thirteen senior brothers are the first generation disciples of the master, and we have been following the master for a few years, compared to the ordinary disciples who have joined the sword sect for less than a year, the thirteen of us are naturally considered core disciples. At the same time, I thought about it again, the major affairs in the alliance have always been discussed by several of their heads together, why do you want us disciples to participate tonight?

We followed Master to Pan Changlong's tent, and stood behind Master and Master one by one, and the other sects also came in one after another, lined up on both sides. Pan Changlong's tent was very large, with a total of dozens of people from eleven sects, and there was still room for all of us to be accommodated.

I was looking around curiously, Pan Changlong waved his hand and said, "You decent fellow disciples, we have two disciples in a row tonight, I don't know what you think?"

Naturally, he was talking about the blood-sucking old demon.

The thought of the vampire demon conjures up the image of a giant bat with scarlet eyes and fangs. Legend has it that the vampire old demon has a pair of wings, and because its body is too heavy, it can only fly at low altitude for a certain distance. Some people say that the vampire demon likes the night, is the shadow of the night, and once his body enters the darkness, it is impossible to find him.

When I was thinking nonsense, Zhao Chuanshu, the head of the Giant Eagle Gate beside me, had already stepped out, hugged his fists towards Pan Changlong and said: "Master Pan League, the vampire old demon is a big devil who has killed countless people, if you can get rid of him this time, wouldn't it be a big disaster for the martial arts?

His words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and he was supported by many heads of other factions.