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Chapter 875: Borrowing a knife to kill

There are actually not many people involved in the rescue operation, such as Yang Shijiu, a chivalrous girl who likes to fight, has to be an honest housekeeper here, mainly because this operation is aimed at rescuing the three righteous fellow disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao, not to fight to the death with the Hehuan faction in this strange forest.

After Du Chun and Ning Xiangruo discussed the results of the middle night, most of the people still stayed in the camp, and the dispatches were basically masters who had reached the realm of spiritual silence, and they could be resolved quickly, if they all participated in the rescue, Zhao Shilin and other disciples with lower cultivation might drag everyone back.

Ye Xiaochuan, Yun Qiyou, Du Chun, and Baili Kite were responsible for entangling the masters in the Hehuan faction, such as Wanyan Wutear, Yu Linglong, Mo Xiaoti and others.

Ning Xiangruo, Chu Tianxing, and Su Qin were responsible for saving people.

Qi Feiyuan and Liujie are in charge of the outer secret sentinels.

Yun Qi followed behind Senior Sister Ning Xiangruo humorously and silently, looking at Ye Xiaochuan's back, her expression was a little absent-minded.

Tonight, she mustered up the courage to show her heart to Ye Xiaochuan, but she didn't get the result she wanted, and now her mind was full of Ye Xiaochuan's fearful look at that time.

She had also been afraid, so she knew what the fear in Ye Xiaochuan's heart was.

Since she was a child, she felt that she would never fall into a ridiculous childlike relationship in her life, and now she realized that she was still not a real fairy, but a mortal with seven emotions and six desires.

She was disappointed in her heart tonight, but she also had some happiness, and no one knew what she was thanking about.

Under the guidance of the direct bundle at the bottom of the mountain, the group quickly approached the direction where the disciples of the Hehuan Sect were stationed.

The primeval jungle, fortunately, now that the northern Xinjiang has entered the cold season, if you had come here a few months earlier, the whole large forest must be overgrown with leaves and vines, and it is estimated that you have to use your sword to cut off the branches of the vines and trees hanging around you when walking.

Now the northern Xinjiang is in the winter season, those vitality of the extremely tenacious flowers and plants, are withered under the cold wind, waiting for the next year to bloom again, but not all trees and flowers are withered, the temperature of the Black Forest will not be too cold even in winter, Changbai Mountain is now a few feet of snow, closer to the extreme north ice field of the Black Forest is still a little green, of course, the huge Black Forest has a different climate, this place is hanging snow on the treetops, maybe go thousands of miles ahead, it will be snowy, in the past thousands of years may be warm as spring。

Life is so wonderful, existence is nature, and this great forest is not just a place where life originated, but also that it nurtures no less than Middle-earth.

Before dawn, everyone came to the outer five or six miles of the Hehuan station, because there were not many Hehuan disciples who entered the northern Xinjiang this time, only fourteen people, so the secret post they set up was only two or three miles around the camp, and they had no ability to expand to the periphery.

The plan has been negotiated, just waiting to be implemented, Ye Xiaochuan took out the bladeless sword, and as soon as his mind moved, the sword body disappeared without a trace, leaving a sword hilt in his hand.

I don't know how Zhu Xiaomei refined this sword back then, it can be stretched and contracted freely with the owner's mind, but over the years, someone has found a very wide wooden scabbard to carry behind him in order to pull the wind and stinky fart, so that everyone knows that he is a sword fairy, in fact, the most correct way to open this sword is to pin the hilt of the sword to the waistband of the trousers, or put it in his arms, which is not only convenient, but also can kill the opponent by surprise when fighting against the enemy.

Yamashita said to the crowd: "They are five miles ahead. ”

Du Chun nodded and said to everyone: "Everyone act according to the plan, be careful, and solve it quickly, we are mainly saving people, and we don't have to fight." ”

Ye Xiaochuan was the first to nod in agreement, there was no need for Du Chun to remind him that he would fight quickly, and he must be the first to escape after saving people.

In the Hehuan camp, Yu Linglong is still dressed in the same way, wiping her breasts and shorts, revealing her arms, shoulders, lower abdomen, long legs, no shoes yet, there is a small golden bell on her wrist and ankle, and the big earrings on her ears are also bells, which jingle very well when she walks.

She has no friendship with her senior sister Wanyan Wuxi, to be precise, there seems to be no disciple in the entire Hehuan Sect who has a particularly good relationship with Wanyan Wuxi, this is mainly because Wanyan Wutear has a grotesque temperament, and she often cultivates in relationships, and it is difficult for ordinary disciples of the Hehuan Sect to see her.

Yu Linglong doesn't like to finish the face without tears, because of this senior sister's qualifications and Taoism, no tears is the senior sister, although there are few great apprentices in the Holy Sect who have the habit of taking over the sect, but the elders are still relatively deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, plus the Tao without tears, after the master returns to heaven for a hundred years in the future, only this senior sister can compete with herself for the position of the sect leader of the Hehuan faction.

Sitting in front of the bonfire, Yu Linglong looked at Wanyan Wutear and Qin Fanzhen not far away from time to time from the corner of her eye, unconsciously twisted a small branch in her hand, and then threw it on the bonfire casually.

Mo Xiaoti sat beside her, seeing Yu Linglong's eyes shining, how could she not know what Yu Linglong was thinking in her heart at the moment?

She said in a low voice: "Linglong, what did you say that Senior Sister came to Northern Xinjiang with us this time?"

Yu Linglong said: "How do I know, I don't know her well." ”

Mo Xiaoti said softly: "Northern Xinjiang is dangerously tight, every year there are cultivators who enter Northern Xinjiang to practice, but as a result, there is no news, no one is alive, no corpse is dead, Linglong, do you say that some of us will also disappear in Northern Xinjiang without explanation?"

Yu Linglong's willow eyebrows tufted, and she glanced at Mo Xiaoti, and then she suddenly smiled shallowly, and said: "Although this place is dangerous, I am afraid it is not easy to make the master disappear like this." ”

Mo Xiaoti said: "The most dangerous thing in Northern Xinjiang now is not the beast demons and alien races, but those righteous disciples, such as Ye Xiaochuan of Cangyun Gate, is a terrible guy, Uncle Soul Devourer has been ruling the world for hundreds of years, and in the end, isn't it also folded in the hands of this kid?

Yu Linglong's eyes gradually lit up, and she smiled at Mo Xiaoti, everything was silent.

The voices of the two of them were very soft, and no one else heard them, but the divine consciousness had been wandering around without tears, but she could hear the conversation between the two clearly, of course she knew what Yu Linglong and Mo Xiaoti were going to do, in the four thousand years of the Hehuan Sect, there were more than twenty sect masters, and at least one-third of the sect masters had changed, all of which were produced under blood and killing.

Take her master Yimiao Fairy as an example, although it seems to have a smooth handover with the previous generation of sect masters, but she killed several dissatisfied fellow elders inside, and they are all senior sisters and brothers who grew up together, so this matter is not enough for outsiders.

Yu Linglong wants to kill Yan Wuxi, and she also wants to find a chance to kill her without tears, a trivial matter.