"Very good, the fourteen of you can survive the test from the first three hundred or so martial artists, and you are qualified to join the Bloody Clothes Sect. ◎★,≠x. Then you will receive your own bloody clothes, and I will arrange a place for you to stay. ”

The silver-masked warrior said: "But there is only one end for a traitor, and that is to kill without mercy, I believe you will not doubt that the Bloody Clothes Gate will do what he says." ”

At first, Duan Yu thought that these people would come and besiege a Silver Mask Martial Artist because he had killed him!

Now I finally figured it out, the bloody clothes sect is very different from the sect in the martial arts, there is no righteousness and friendship between the brothers and sisters here, there is only decisiveness in killing, and the persistence of carrying out Li Xian's orders.

Since Duan Yu killed that Silver Mask Martial Artist, and it was done in a head-on battle, it was obvious that his martial arts were extremely high, and if a master could join, why not do it for the Bloody Cloth Gate?

Then, Duan Yu followed everyone to the jungle behind, and the corpses of the hundreds of warriors behind him were left to fall there. Perhaps in the dead of night, many wild wolves and other wild beasts will come to remove the corpses of the warriors.

The cold evening breeze blew, carrying a strong smell of blood.

The rivers and lakes are like this, especially in the place where the bloody door is killed.

If you are afraid of danger, even if you can stay away from this place, if you dare to come here, then you must be prepared to die.

The same is true for Duan Yu, he doesn't think that his martial arts are so strong that he can be foolproof. In his opinion, he thinks that he is the right thing. Even if you try your best, you have to do it.

When they came to the jungle, every warrior who had just joined the Bloody Clothes Gate was given a bloody robe, a robe woven of fine brocade, which seemed to have been soaked in blood, and the smell of blood was very unpleasant.

Of course, it is not excluded that some warriors are quite strange, and they have a soft spot for this bloody clothes. Perhaps they thought that they had gone through two tests of life and death to get this bloody clothes, so those warriors held the bloody clothes with their hands, and there seemed to be tears flashing in their eyes. It's especially pious.

Duan Yu is in such a situation. It's not good to be too careless, so I took the bloody clothes in my hand indifferently.

Next, each person was also given a bronze demon mask.

"In our bloody clothes, masks are used to determine the difference between high and low identities. From low to high. They are bronze masks. Silver Mask. Gilded masks and ice sculpture masks. There are only a few who can become the messengers of the gilded mask, and they are the cronies of Li Xian's father-in-law. And ice sculpture masks. Of course, only Li Xian's father-in-law is qualified to wear it. With all that said, in the future, as long as you work hard, you will have a chance to be promoted. The silver-masked warrior at the head said loudly.

"So little dare to ask, what are the benefits after being promoted?" Duan Yu pretended to be very respectful and stepped forward to ask.

"Hmph, your question is funny, Li Xian's father-in-law is a big celebrity in front of the emperor's majesty, one person is above ten thousand people, he only needs one sentence, whether it is in the Song Dynasty or in the rivers and lakes, there is no such thing as his old man's injustice. The silver-masked warrior led by him walked up to Duan Yu and stared at Duan Yu's eyes at close range, the cold light flickering.

He continued: "Your kid has good martial arts, so I might as well tell you a secret." Gusu Murong Fu, who is now famous in the rivers and lakes, has already worshipped Li Xian's father-in-law as a teacher and recognized him as his father-in-law. Gusu Murong Fu still left the palace in order to cultivate the Sunflower Treasure Book, and gave up the opportunity to be a man, what reason do you say that a martial artist like you has to disobey Li Xian's father-in-law and follow him with all his heart?"

"What the messenger said is very true, thank you for your advice. Duan Yu smiled with a smile.

But he was thinking in his heart: "I didn't expect that last time I intercepted Murong Fu outside the walls of the palace, I made him successfully worship Li Xian as a teacher." Then in the future, won't you have to face two masters who have practiced the Sunflower Treasure Book? The pressure is really very great!"

Then, the Silver Mask Warrior continued to train everyone for a while, and then led everyone to the outskirts of the city deep in the mountains, through the canyon, there was actually an attic.

There are all kinds of pleasures here, especially the gambling house here, which is simply a place frequented by the nobles of Bianjing City.

And the warriors in the bronze masks are just watching the scene.

Duan Yu learned that the place where they lived at night was also the basement of the attic, which was quite sad. And in this huge attic, there are many beautiful women, all kinds of types. It is said that only by becoming a Silver Mask Envoy can they be qualified to come into contact, and as for Duan Yu, the lowest-level bronze mask warriors, if they dare to disobey the rules, then they will be in a different place.

Duan Yu also thought that such an attic was only a place for everyone to relax and have fun at night, but he didn't expect that in the middle of the day, there was still no meaning of rest.

It seems that this has been the case since a long time ago, and it is the same now, and it will continue to be such carefree entertainment in the future, and it is most appropriate to describe the qiē here as a drunken gold fan.

Duan Yu was very patient here, because as long as he joined the Bloody Clothes Gate, he would have no freedom, and if anyone disobeyed the management and left alone, he would definitely be hunted down.

Ten days later, late one night, Duan Yu was preparing to fall asleep in the basement when suddenly the Silver Mask Messenger summoned them.

After going, he was still the Silver Mask Messenger who tested everyone that day, and he said loudly: "Good news for the big guy, we have been silent for so many days, and we are finally going to carry out the mission." Don't be frustrated because you are bronze warriors, and don't give up on yourself, I can say responsibly that as long as everyone is willing to work hard, fight hard, and work hard to carry out the mission, then there will be a good future. After mobilizing the feelings of the warriors present, he continued: "Today's task, our team is only responsible for covering the periphery of the palace, and when the time comes, everyone will not want to kill many internal guards, but only need to try their best to win time for the other teams of our Bloody Clothes Gate. If you can survive at the end of the mission, then congratulations to you, and the mission will be successfully completed. ”

No one asked, the vast majority of the people present had already been shocked by the bloody clothes gate, and now they were worried about how to save their lives in the next mission.

The rain in late autumn poured down, wetting Duan Yu and the others' bloody clothes, but it didn't matter, because the bloody clothes were so firmly dyed that there would be no blood stains dropped because of the rain at all. Or in essence, this bloody garment is not soaked in blood, but only uses a similar dye, deliberately causing such an effect to shock the hearts of the warriors.

Then, everyone put on bronze masks, and among them were not only new warriors, but also some veterans, all of whom walked calmly.

Such a calm attitude is not because they are so sure, but because they are completely at a loss, not knowing when there will be a way out, let alone when it will be the end.

Therefore, they have to get by, what they are pursuing is not even to be promoted to the Silver Mask Emissary, but to be able to get through this mission and live for a while.

Everyone in the Bloody Clothes Gate has good martial arts, and the worst is also a first-class martial artist the day after tomorrow.

On the rugged and muddy mountain road, they used their swift skills and ran without the slightest hindrance.

If they didn't meet any other team halfway through, they must have already taken the lead or moved from another station.

When I arrived at the Imperial Palace of Bianliang City, it was quite quiet, there was no one walking around at all, and even the guards at the gate of the city wall were dozing.

Immediately, a few bronze warriors went up and cut off the heads of these sleepy-eyed guards.

However, as soon as they entered the palace, the gates of the city were suddenly closed, and many Ouchi guards surrounded them.

"Spread out, do your best, and if you don't die after half an hour, find a way to exit the palace yourself, and someone will pick you up. The Silver Mask Messenger shouted, and immediately held a copper-ringed ghost-headed knife and slashed towards the Ouchi guards.

Although there were very few people on Duan Yu's side, for some reason there were several more teams of the Bloody Clothes Gate from the other direction, and suddenly on the open space inside the palace wall, the scene was quite chaotic and the battle was fierce.

Of course, Duan Yu would not be so stupid to carry out this inexplicable task, he had already infiltrated the bloody door to find out the bottom of it.

Therefore, after Duan Yu easily slashed a few Ouchi guards who rushed over without knowing what to do, he used the Escape Wind Trick and flashed behind the big tree next to him.

After calmly observing the situation for a while, he saw a group of warriors, all wearing silver masks, running towards the depths of the palace, and they were rushing along the other side of the corridor.

Now that the battle is quite miserable, the Ouchi guards have no time to pay attention to this team of silver messengers.

Duan Yu's thoughts were surging in his heart, and he quickly made up his mind, that is, to blend in with these silver messengers. Without further ado, seeing that they were about to run farther, it would be too late to catch up. So Duan Yu cast a Ling Bo micro-step, closely following behind the last silver envoy of this team. Suddenly, he used a yang finger, and the sharp finger power immediately pierced the back of this guy's heart, and at the same time, Duan Yu's right hand also tried his best to cover this guy's mouth, and sure enough, he didn't let out a scream.

Duan Yu easily removed his silver mask, then replaced his bronze mask, and kicked the corpse of this guy into the flower bed next to him.

Jean's movements were crisp and neat, and the silver messengers in front of him were so busy carrying out their tasks that they didn't have time to look back.

Duan Yu then joined the team, anyway, he was covered by a mask, and he was not afraid of being recognized by these people. Perhaps it's no surprise that these Silver Masked Emissaries don't know each other.

They came to the deep palace, broke into the imperial study of His Majesty the Emperor, and then quickly rummaged through various things, as if looking for something.

Soon a mechanism was discovered, and when it was twisted open, the bookshelf next to it moved to the left, creating a secret passage that went downward. (To be continued......)