The blue-winged bat king Wei Yixiao ran uncertainly in the left and right of Kunlun Mountain, tired of running, but he was willing to eat, and he had never experienced such a full life in his past life.

In the past few decades, because of the cold and poison, sucking human blood, it was inevitable that the notoriety of the Ming Sect was increased in front of people, and his whereabouts were secretive and ethereal. Wei Yixiao is not necessarily a bright and upright person, but he is also eager to be revealed in front of people, and he does not want to wander the world like a lonely soul for a lifetime.

At first, he was willing to serve Zhao Yu as the sect leader, except for being forced by the situation and weak in martial arts, he did not have the purpose of disgusting Yin Tianzheng, an old enemy for many years. However, as the cold poison was gradually dissolved by Hu Qingniu's skillful hands, and he did not have to rely on human blood for his life, the original cold state of mind gradually became warmer, and he was also grateful to Zhao Yu from the bottom of his heart.

Especially seeing with his own eyes that the six factions that came to the Western Regions were being tricked in the palm of his hand, although Wei Yixiao also felt that some of the methods of this new sect leader were not in line with the morality of the rivers and lakes, but it was very good for his appetite. Mingjiao does not require righteousness in everything, it is all about a decent family who lives by face, and dealing with the enemy, naturally how to make profits.

During this time, although Guangming Ding has not yet gotten rid of the bad situation, there is no sense of decadence up and down. The Five Elements Banner's almost blind confidence in Zhao Yu, especially infecting others, even if they want to give up the light and retreat to Yumen Pass, everyone has no sense of frustration, because everyone knows that a temporary retreat will be followed by the most fierce counterattack of Mingjiao. This kind of confidence and cohesion could not be achieved by the Yang Sect Master when he was alive.

Wei Yixiao's body flashed, jumping between the mountains like a wisp of green smoke. When he arrived at the first place agreed with Zhao Yu at Kunlun Pass, Zhao Yu, who was disguised as Zhang Wuji, had already been waiting here for a long time.

The two met and did not say too much to each other, Zhao Yu first asked the people on the top of the light how they reacted after hearing that they were going to give up the top of the light. He is naturally not worried about the Five Elements Banner, the most important thing is whether there will be resistance in the hearts of the people who are stationed at the General Altar headed by Yang Xiao.

Wei Yixiao was now a god to Zhao Yu, and after hearing this, he only smiled: "Yang Xiao is naturally reluctant to be bright, after all, he has been in business for so many years. But what else can he do, if he guards the top of the light, he can only be blocked by someone and the door will be beaten. Even if you don't like it in your heart, you have to agree. ”

Zhao Yu bowed slightly. For Yang Xiao. He was grateful. When the Five Elements Banner was in the most difficult situation, Domeng Yang Xiao came to his aid and gave him a chance to be justified. This time he ascended to the position of sect leader, although Yang Xiao had no shortage of his own thoughts. But it is also a support that spares no effort. Just as he said to Ji Xiaofu. He always has a respect for Yang Xiao. Although he would not change his decision to give up the Guangming Ding General Altar because of Yang Xiao's opposition, Yang Xiao was able to agree to it taking into account the overall situation, and he was still very relieved in his heart.

Wei smiled and rolled his eyes. Seeing Cheng Kun, who fainted on the ground and looked extremely miserable, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said happily: "Sect Master, could this old monk be Cheng Kun who once sneaked to the Bright Peak?

Zhao Yu nodded, but he didn't plan to tell others the details of this matter. After all, Yang Dingtian violated the rules of the sect and brought his wife into the secret path to plant the root of the Ming Sect was not glorious, and since the person was deceased, there was no need to worry about the old things that ruined the reputation of the previous sect leader.

He thought for a while, and then said: "This Chengkun's bone meridian has been broken by me, you should first take the bright top to Mr. Hu to save his life, and take it away with the team." ”

Wei Yi smiled and frowned: "This old monk has ill intentions, and he is the great enemy of our Ming Sect. Since the sect leader has already captured him, he will be killed with one slap, why bother so much!"

Zhao Yu said with a smile: "This Chengkun is a bane, Zhang Wuji is not." This kind of person is of great use in life or death, and if it is really simple and simple, it will not be too tyrannical to destroy the heavens. We may not have to use tricks to confuse the world in everything, but the scheming of others has to be guarded against. Such a strange commodity, there is a great place to live. ”

As he spoke, he whispered a few words to Wei Yixiao, and sketched out a complicated pattern, and wrote it down with Wei Yixiao. This pattern is the mark of the Heavenly Demon Sect that he found in the manor of Li Huangshan in southern Anhui. After Cheng Kun's lesson this time, Zhao Yu did not dare to underestimate any opponent, thinking of the Heavenly Demon Sect's past actions for fear of chaos in the world, if it was said that they did not interfere in this turmoil in the Western Regions, Zhao Yu would not believe it anyway.

Dafan yīn plotters are the most sensitive to yīn plots. Cheng Kun has been plotting to eradicate the Ming Sect for decades, and it is unknown whether he may have some involvement with the Heavenly Demon Sect. It's just that now Zhao Yu didn't have the spare time to inquire carefully, so he had to explain the matter to Wei Yixiao.

The two talked a few more words, agreed on the place of the next meeting and the time route for the Ming Sect to evacuate the Guangming Peak, and then said goodbye and separated.

Although Zhao Yu found out Zhou Zhiruo's whereabouts from Cheng Kun's mouth, he did not feel relaxed in his heart, once he came to Ruyang Palace, the master was like a cloud, even if his martial arts were as strong as him, when he was facing enemies on all sides, he did not dare to rush in easily. Another reason was that he subconsciously did not dare to face Zhao Min. The two of them, although they didn't have the intention of hurting each other, what they did was destroying the foundation of each other's existence.

This thought only passed through his mind, and he was resolutely suppressed, as eager as Zhao Yu, and he was completely powerless to resist this problem, so he had to retreat. Fortunately, there are a lot of things waiting for him to deal with now, and he has no time to think about it.

Among the six factions, the one who besieged Guangming Ding had the strongest mentality, none more than Shaolin and Wudang. Shaolin is ashamed of the snow, and Wudang wants to divert everyone's attention from Zhang Wuji's matter.

Zhao Yu pretended to be Zhang Wuji and went to Shaolin to make trouble, it is foreseeable that Shaolin Wudang will no longer be able to fight side by side without suspicion, and the alliance of the six factions will naturally collapse. Next, there are the gangs of beggars and other gangs that came later.

Zhao Yu swept along the dry river ditch and traveled dozens of miles to the east, when he saw a large puff of smoke and dust rising from the quicksand in front of him, covering the sky.

Climbing a sand dune, Zhao Yu could already see a large team of thousands of people miles away, starting with a group of ragged beggars, and then a gang of gangs such as Shenquanmen and Wushan Gang.

The march of these thousands of people was completely disorganized, dragging and stretching for miles, and from a distance it looked like a brigade of 10,000 people. The teams of various factions and gangs pulled a distance of several zhang or even dozens of zhang, shouting and shouting and crying endlessly, and from time to time some people broke away from the team and fell on the sand pile to rest, and the rabble was full of atmosphere, even the ordinary homeless people who fled the famine were not as good as the ordinary team of displaced people.

Such a group of rabble, who were able to trek all the way to the Western Regions, did not break up, which really made Zhao Yu curious. He was not in a hurry to do anything, but only blended into the ranks of a certain gang when people were not looking, and everyone was either hurrying or shouting back and forth, and no one could find out that there was an extra stranger in the team. It's no wonder that there are now other gangs mixed in the gangs, and it's hard to tell the difference.

Halfway through the march, the procession traveled less than ten miles, and there were already people shouting that they were tired and tired, and many people sat on the ground on the spot, unable to get up regardless of beating and scolding.

Zhao Yu watched coldly, and sighed in his heart, such a group of rabble dared to fight thousands of miles to the Western Regions to attack the Guangming Peak, although Cheng Kun was adding fuel to the fire, but it was an indisputable fact that the prestige of the Ming Sect was no longer famous. Zhao Yu knows a lot about this kind of almost rogue team, this kind of person initiates a crazy xìng to fight a good fight, even if a hundred battles are difficult to parry, if the slightest setback, it will be defeated.

Just as he was thinking about it, suddenly a group of people walked through the long line, constantly shouting slogans, led by a man in his thirties, although his clothes were ragged, but he carried eight pockets, this person's voice was loud, I think his martial arts were not weak, and his shouting was also very tempting.

"Brothers, we are about to go to the top of the light! That top of the light is the old nest of the demon sect's general altar, and it contains the harvest of the demon sect for hundreds of years of robbing houses and houses, and doing evil things! Large pieces of gold and silver, big bucket pearls, and silk and satin are piled up like a mountain! Why is the name of the Guangming Peak, because the gold and silver are piled up like a mountain, and in the daytime, the jewels are like a sun falling on the ground! In this critical season, if we go a little slower, we will have a lot less gain! Are you willing?"

Zhao Yu listened to this person's misinterpretation of the deep meaning of the name of Guangmingding, and felt quite funny. However, these heroes prefer to believe in this set, the temptation of gold and silver seas has squeezed out the fierce power in everyone's bones, and the speed of the original drag has accelerated again.

Zhao Yu's heart moved, he pulled a disciple of the Divine Fist Sect beside him, and asked in a low voice, "This brother, who is it just now?"

"You don't even know him? That's the Eight Bags Elder of the Beggar Gang, Chen Youliang! This way, we all rely on Elder Chen's dispatch to get to the Western Regions in time!" The man glanced at Zhao Yu with a slight suspicion.

Hearing this answer, Zhao Yu's heart moved, and he rushed out of the team, chasing Chen Youliang, who rushed to the rear team to continue to boost morale, and said loudly: "Elder Chen, stay here, Master Yuanzhen of Shaolin is in trouble, send me to ask Elder Chen for help!" (To be continued. )

ps: Suddenly relaxed.,The state is a little sluggish.。。 This can't be done.,I have to adjust it quickly.,Write this paragraph of Minmin.。。