Chapter 677: Forward Battalion

Chapter 677: Forward Battalion

It backfired, Ye Xiaochuan didn't want to get involved, so he came to the door by himself.

The senior brother divided the team into two parts, the first part is the famous vanguard force, which is composed of Ye Xiaochuan, Yang Nineteen, Zhao Wouji, Baili Kite, Yamashita Zhishu, Ouyang Caiyu, Chang Xiaoman and other nine people, Ye Xiaochuan looked at it, there were three disciples of Cangyunmen, and the other six were all foreign disciples, and all the foreign disciples in the team were all in the forward battalion.

The forward battalion had no other job, which was to avoid everyone's eyes and ears, and rush to the desert city that had been abandoned for many years in the desert that was not even marked on the map within seven days, and by the way, record the sects and numbers of demon sect disciples encountered along the way.

As for what the big army was going to do and what tasks they had, Gu Jianchi didn't say anything.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't want to be a pioneer, he wanted to honestly follow Gu Jianchi and Yun Qiyou, but Gu Jianchi didn't agree, saying that this was already planned and couldn't be changed.

This is a bit unreasonable, Ye Xiaochuan is cool in his heart, fishing needs bait, Ye Xiaochuan feels that he is now a bait.

Seeing that things could not be violated, Ye Xiaochuan could only retreat to the next best thing, wanting to win the leadership position of the captain of the forward battalion.

As a result, he was rejected by the senior brother again, the captain was Zao Wou-ki, and Baili Kite mixed up with the position of deputy captain, and Ye Xiaochuan didn't get anything.

Baili Kite laughed proudly, patted Ye Xiaochuan, who was crying and mourning, and said, "You have to listen to me in the future, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Nine people from the forward battalion took the lead in setting off, taking advantage of the night, almost flying at a low altitude against the hills, this is very close to Kunlun Mountain, the power of the Demon Sect is not here, the reason why everyone flies so low is to avoid the tail flame formed by the magic weapon Haoguang was discovered by the disciples of Xuantian Sect who were stationed dozens of miles away.

After flying at a low altitude for more than an hour, and having already flown at least two hundred miles, Captain Zao Wou-Ki ordered to raise the altitude and gallop towards the far west.

Three days later, in the middle of the desert.

There are many city-states in the Western Regions, and wherever the Peacock River flows, you can always see earthen walled cities. In fact, this place is not lacking in life, and the desertification is not too serious, and the main forces of the Demon Cult are entrenched here.

Further west, the situation is different, in the desert, where even poplars and saxons do not grow, it is a forbidden place for humans, a place abandoned by the gods, there is no water, no life, not even the extremely tenacious gerbils, scorpions, lizards, and cobras.

The golden sea of sand is boundless, and the occasional blowing of sand and dust is lifted into the sky, and it is desolate.

In the sand valley, hundreds of Demon Sect disciples dressed in black were cooking and resting, looking at the flags and costumes, they were disciples of the Demon Sect's Five Poison Sect, and the sect master Wan Poison Zi was also among them, and the direction they were going to was the direction of the temple.

On a sand dune not far away, a pair of eyes slowly opened from under the sand, and the dripping eyeballs kept turning.

"The Demon Sect hasn't noticed it yet, a team of hundreds of people, not even a sentry, it's really a plate of loose sand!"

Ye Xiaochuan muttered a few times, counting the number of disciples and masters of the Five Poison Sect in front of him, but as a result, the disciples of the Five Poison Sect in the sand valley walked around, and he counted several times before he could count them.

There are really a lot of acquaintances, in addition to Wan Poison, Ye Xiaochuan also saw the leaders of the younger generation of the Five Poison Sects such as Qing Hui and Qing Yan, as well as more than a dozen elders and masters of the Spiritual Silence Realm, who seemed to have seen them on the Broken Sky Cliff ten years ago.

Ye Xiaochuan was secretly surprised, the Five Poison Sect was not one of the five major factions of the Demon Sect, and when he participated in a temple conference, he dispatched so many masters, which was really powerful.

His body was all buried under the sand, and he didn't dare to move, for fear that this group of masters of the Five Poisons Sect would find out his traces.

The men rested for less than two hours, and at dusk, taking advantage of the cool weather, continued on their way, heading northwest.

When they all flew and couldn't see the shadow, Ye Xiaochuan crawled out of the sand, shook his body violently, shook off the sand on his body, and then took out the wine gourd and poured it into his chapped lips. Then, he flew in a southeasterly direction.

After flying less than fifty miles, I came to a small sand valley and saw Baili Kite and others cooking food under the gauze tent.

Seeing Ye Xiaochuan coming back, Baili Kite said, "How is the reconnaissance?"

Ye Xiaochuan said angrily: "First mate, can you not send me to such a dangerous mission in the future, I was almost discovered by those guys from the Five Poison Sect." ”

Yang Shijiu immediately said, "Then I'll go next time!"

Baili Kite knocked on her brain, and said: "What are you doing so actively, let you go, the reconnaissance has become a group fight, your senior brother is the most suitable for doing this, he is most afraid of death, people who are afraid of death always try their best to live, and they will never easily do it with others, this has gone deep into the desert, and further west is the bottom of the Golden Sands Valley, and the people of the Demon Sect did not expect us to go deep into here at all, and they would not find us." ”

Ye Xiaochuan threw the number of people in the Five Poison Sect that he recorded to Zhao Wuji, and was ready to find a place to rest, in the past three days, he had already detected more than a dozen large and small Demon Sect forces approaching the Barbarian Temple, and there were dozens of small Demon Sect disciples, and the group of Five Poison Sect people he encountered today was the largest, as many as six or seven hundred people.

Zhao Wou-Ki looked at the numbers on the note that Ye Xiaochuan threw over, took out a paper crane from his arms, took a cinnabar pen to write and draw on the paper crane, and then recited a spell, the paper crane suddenly shook its wings, and it seemed to come to life, and it flew away with a whoosh.

This is used by Cangyun Gate to transmit information, thousands of miles away, the paper crane only needs half an hour to fly, the speed is outrageous, even a master of cultivation can not intercept it.

The sky quickly darkened, Ye Xiaochuan lay in the sand valley, looking at the stars in the sky, the stars are really more than one, but Ye Xiaochuan quickly found the two stars of Morning Glory and Weaver Girl, many years ago, Yun Qiyou once pointed it out to him, when Ye Xiaochuan was also pushed from behind by Xuan Ying, and kissed Yun Qiyou fiercely.

Every time he saw the morning glory and the weaver girl, Ye Xiaochuan would always think of the scene that happened in the Huxin Pavilion in the back garden of the Pingxi Palace.

At this moment, Yun Qiyou was not looking at the stars, about a thousand miles away from Ye Xiaochuan and the others, he was quietly following the group of disciples in the Xuantian Sect for three days, everything was normal.

All the foreign disciples in the team were arranged in the forward battalion where Ye Xiaochuan was, and the rest were the elite disciples of Cangyun Sect, although everyone felt very strange why they had been following the disciples of Xuantian Sect, but no one questioned it.

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