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"Sect Master, what's wrong, why are you so angry?" Du Ape stepped forward and asked inexplicably.

"The Shiji Gate is on fire, the people of the Ice Spirit Valley have been burned to death, the old guy in Xingcang actually said that we set the fire, although my Heavenly Cult is a Demon Sect, it can't be framed casually, damn it!" Dongfang Ying said, with a "bang", a fist hammered on the armrest.

"That Xingcang wants to bite us back. Pin Yun said.

"That's right," Dongfang Ying said, "Xingcang wants to unite all sects to encircle and suppress our Heavenly Cult. ”

"Du Ape!"

"Here, what does the sect leader command?"

"You go and inform Fei Lin immediately, let him go back to the Heavenly Cult, no matter what, you have to hurry back quickly, you can't delay for a moment. Dongfang Ying said.

"Yes, Master, I'll do it right away. After Du Yu finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Then, Dongfang Ying said to the remaining three Dharma protectors: "In addition, the three of you must train a group of powerful disciples for me within a month, preferably dead soldiers. Also, no one can tell this thing, do you hear that!?" Dongfang Ying looked around into everyone's eyes, and his powerful aura shocked everyone.

"Yes!" the three replied in unison.

"Alright, let's do it now!"

"Yes!" the three of them left.

...

Dongfang Ying lay back, his teeth clenched, still thinking about the words on the note: Shiji was on fire, the daughter of Bingyun died, Xingcang told the sects that it was impossible to be a heavenly evil, and then incited the factions to crusade against the heavenly evil.

Slowly, I closed my eyes, and my face was slightly soothed.

At the moment of the general situation, Dongfang Ying's heart has not been quiet for a long time; Dongfang Yunjing is unconscious, Dongfang Yan has also been injured, and the Heavenly Cult can now be described as an empty shell. In the face of the righteous path of imminent "unity", Dongfang Yingzhen can be described as a "senior", who has led the Heavenly Cult for many years and has experienced countless winds and waves. At this time, there was already a countermeasure, which made the four guards go on a mission one after another...

....

Shiji Gate

Bingyu had already been carried back to the room by the senior brothers, and after taking a bath in the warm soup, he had been unconscious with a high fever, and his pale face was telling: Pain!

The rain in the sky seems to be over, from morning to noon, the world gate is dead silent, no life, perhaps all affected by this ghost weather.

I didn't see Xingcang, I didn't see Daoqi, I didn't see Huayin, Lu Yuanqing and others...

....

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since the ice spirit died.

As the early summer passes, the scorching sun is gradually approaching, and the sun is getting hotter and hotter...

A lot of things happened in this month, and Xingcang in the Shiji Sect convened various sects many times to discuss the matter of crusading against the Heavenly Cult, and notified those sects that had not yet been exterminated by the Heavenly Cult to come and discuss...

Dao Qi was busy arranging the housekeeping and many arrangements of the Shiji Gate all day long, and Xuanhua had been in charge of finding out the news.

It was Tianlin, during this period, he took a few days off, saying that he was going home to visit his old parents.

There is also the ice rain, since the high fever has been cured, every day I sit quietly in the room, stroking the two swords. Sometimes a person is locked in a room and gets drunk, drunken himself ...

The Heavenly Cult did not move, and it did not slaughter the rest of the sects in the rivers and lakes anymore. However, Dongfang Yan has already recovered, and he practices swords and martial arts all day long. In the Heavenly Cult, the sound of the breaking wind can be heard every day. However, Dongfang Yunjing is still unconscious, but there are ghost doctors who treat her all day long...

After Du Ape completed the task, he also cultivated the group of dead soldiers mentioned by the sect leader with the other three guards.

....

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed, and the dog days are close to the desert.

The rivers and lakes are peaceful, there is no fighting, this may be the calm before the storm.

After the calm, there are always some signs...

Just a few days ago, Xuanhua reported: In one night, several small and medium-sized sects were tragically wiped out, and none of them survived, and each sect that was wiped out had one thing in common -- the death was extremely cruel! This was simply a tragic massacre.

All of a sudden, the white clouds blew away, and the dark clouds overwhelmed the top. In an instant, this bad news enveloped the hearts of every righteous person.

Later, after Xuanhua's investigation, he found that a new gang had risen on the rivers and lakes - the Heavenly Soul Gang!

A large number of black-clothed people under the Heavenly Soul Gang are quick to shoot and fierce with swords, often without saying a word, they start to slaughter. Every operation of the Heavenly Soul Gang was carried out at night, and after a night, a sect was bleeding.

The Heavenly Soul Gang is composed of a group of dead soldiers trained by the four major guards of the Eastern Order. This is what Dongfang should prepare for the unhealed wounds of Dongfang Yan and the siege of the righteous path.

Maybe everyone didn't expect that the Heavenly Cult had stopped, but another Heavenly Soul Gang came out to do evil, and even the methods were as good as the Heavenly Cult. But no one connected the Heavenly Soul Gang with the Heavenly Cult...

The land of the Central Plains, the dog sun, the scorching sun.

This is already the case in the Central Plains, let alone the Northern Desert.

The heat wave on the desert is rolling, sucking human water all the time, the hot sand, and the heat is unbearable.

Ye Zihan and others, who live in the desert, have not changed in the slightest for more than a month.

Ye Zihan's internal injuries healed, and he practiced martial arts all day long, striving to reach the ninth sword of the "Nine Swords of the Vortex Shadow" as soon as possible. Mo Feng also told him not to be in a hurry, the ninth sword needs chance, and Mo Feng only reached the ninth sword when he encountered a good chance, but after that, he has not been able to reach the point where the last man's sword is one...

Zhu Jingning plays with the little fool every day, Li Yongmao is still careful to protect the master, and occasionally practices swordsmanship, but he is very anxious in his heart, when will he be able to take the princess back to the palace, Li Yongmao also asked quietly a few times, but Zhu Jingning was ambiguous and perfunctory, and it could be seen that she didn't want to go back. In this regard, Li Yongmao was very anxious, but he was helpless.

Mo Feng slept all day except drinking. Ye Zihan wanted to ask about the black-robed man several times, as well as his life experience, but Mo Feng replied to Ye Zihan with drunkenness, and his refusal again and again made Ye Zihan even more curious.

"What's the matter, didn't Master Mofeng tell you yet?" Zhu Jingning saw Ye Zihan coming out of the room, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Nope. After that, Ye Zihan left straight away, dancing under the sun, his hands moving ruthlessly against the sun.

Zhu Jingning looked at Ye Zihan who was practicing martial arts, Li Yongmao came up and also looked at Ye Zihan, and said softly: "Princess, we should go back, you have been out for more than two months, if you don't go back, the emperor will be worried.... You're not reluctant, are you?"

Zhu Jingning was speechless, "How... How.. How could it be, I just... It's too hot now, wait until it's cooler before leaving. ”

"Princess, the rivers and lakes are only reckless and killing, and the imperial city is your destination, martial arts and the government have not been the same since ancient times, martial arts people do not obey the government, and the court is afraid of martial arts, the two are incompatible. ”

"What are you talking about!?"

"Princess...."

"Sister, let's go play. The little fool ran over and grabbed Zhu Jingning's arm, interrupting Li Yongmao's words.

"Okay, little silly, let's go, my sister will take you to play. Zhu Jingning said, and then pulled the little fool away.

Leaving Li Yongmao with a helpless face, Li Yongmao turned his head to look at Ye Zihan who was dancing the sword.

...

One day, at the dinner table.

"Master...," Ye Zihan said.

"Tomorrow you will leave for the Central Plains. This wine has to be brewed before it tastes good. After Mo Feng finished speaking, he took another sip of wine and sighed: "Good wine, good wine." ”

Everyone looked at Mo Feng in confusion, only the little fool didn't know why, and ate by himself. Usually, Ye Zihan didn't ask a lot about the black-robed people, but they were not as simple as today, although he didn't get the answer he wanted, but Ye Zihan heard something different.

"What are you looking at?!!Eat!" Mo Feng looked at the dazed crowd and said, "Good wine, good wine." Mo Feng took another sip of wine.

Everyone had no choice but to bury their doubts in their hearts and continue to eat. A dinner party was like this, and it was spent in Mo Feng's left sentence of good wine and good wine...