"Did the Northern Wei Dynasty also fall into the trap?"

The sun was at the top of the sky, and there was an open space in the center of the assembled Qin Qin team. The surrounding Qin Qin practitioners seemed to be doing their own things, but they all had unconcealed panic on their faces, and they kept peeking at each other.

The four people standing in the center.

In the middle of the open space, Ying Baoyue looked at Ying Xun, who was holding a letter in his hand and looking ugly, and said lightly.

Ying squeezed the note in his hand tightly, looked at the girl opposite with a complicated expression, and nodded reluctantly.

"There seemed to be a moment of turmoil in the Northern Wei Dynasty due to mutual suspicion, but the stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the people around him suppressed it, just like..."

"Like?" Ying Baoyue looked at Ying Xun who stopped mid-sentence.

Like...

Ying Xun clenched his fists at his side and stared at the girl in front of him.

Just like what this woman asked him to do an hour ago.

Ying Xun pursed her thin lips and stared at the simple words on the note in her hand.

The stepson of the Northern Wei Dynasty directly broke the sword of the troublemaker and declared that he would kill whoever made trouble first.

Although Ying Xun didn't want to admit it, he had just heard this sentence an hour ago.

Looking at the surrounding practitioners from the Qin Dynasty who had panicked expressions but still dispersed without making any big troubles, Ying Xun had a complex expression on his face.

There was turmoil in the Northern Wei Dynasty, but not in the former Qin Dynasty. But this does not mean that the practitioners in the former Qin Dynasty were more calm than those in the Northern Wei Dynasty. Just after the corpse with an unknown murderer appeared, chaos also occurred within the former Qin Dynasty, and even more people

He began to doubt the people around him and wanted to draw his sword in fear.

But before those men could draw their swords completely, it started to rain.

The crackling drops of water fell, knocking the hot-headed Qin people straight. After being washed once, the practitioners wiped the water from their faces and just opened their eyes, they heard a clear female voice.

"Cousin, if this is an emergency, if someone draws a sword later, please kill that person immediately."

"Cut..." Ying Xun was stunned, and Huo Zhan beside him even screamed, "Your Highness, what are you thinking? How could you..."

However, Ying Baoyue didn't look at him, she just looked straight at Ying Xun, "Otherwise, my sister will chop it for you. I will do what I say."

"If you don't want everyone to die, it's better to set some rules."

"I can bet that our country is not the only one in trouble."

Ying Baoyue clenched the hilt of the sword at her waist. The moment he felt her breath, Ying Xun's pupils shrank. Looking into the eyes of the girl in front of him, he took a deep breath and said loudly.

"Everyone, please listen clearly. No one is allowed to draw a sword. Anyone who dares to draw a sword..." He pulled out the Chu sword from his waist, "Compete with me to see whose sword is faster!"

In the end, no one from the former Qin Dynasty dared to compete with him, except for the girl in front of him.

The unrest in the former Qin Dynasty was nipped in the bud, in a way that everyone felt was unnecessary at the time.

Ying Xun also felt that the method was too awesome, but the moment he felt the murderous aura in the girl, he instinctively drew his sword out of its sheath.

That's right, murderous intent.

Ying Xun stared at the girl in front of him. Before that moment, he had never believed that there was really such a thing as murderous intent in this world. It was all just the true pressure of higher-level practitioners.

But for this girl who was of a lower level than him, his back felt cold for a moment and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He didn't have similar feelings, but he understood immediately that this was genuine murderous intent.

And he was also affected by this murderous aura just now.

He couldn't take back what he said. He was busy cleaning up the mess, calming down the emotions of other practitioners, checking the body and sorting out the current situation, and didn't take her words seriously. However, at this moment, the spy's letter arrived.

"I can bet that our country is not the only one in trouble."

The moment he saw the message, Ying Xun immediately remembered what she said before.

Looking at Ying Xun who was staring at her, Ying Baoyue said quietly, "It seems I was right."

Everything is heading towards the worst.

"Why do you know?" Ying Xun asked coldly.

"It's just a guess." Looking at his suspicious eyes, Ying Baoyue looked at the body that had been moved away, "I really guessed it before I arrived."

She actually had no hope of getting it right.

"If there was only the former Qin Dynasty, it is still possible that it was a private fight within the country. It is also possible that anyone would be unhappy and take revenge on the public. But since it is the Six Kingdoms..."

Then all this is no accident.

It's a real conspiracy.

Someone is deliberately assassinating practitioners.

Behind the practitioners' invisible side, a knife has been hung.

At this time, all countries should have received the news that all six countries suffered disasters using the same method, and when they received this news, many people must have speculated like this.

These practitioners who were assassinated came from the same murderer.

The murderer may exist in any country.

The reason why not one of the six countries is lacking, but his own country also suffers, is that the murderer chose a victim from his own country in order to hide his true position from others.

Otherwise, if there is no trouble in just one country among the six countries, wouldn’t it be obvious which country the murderer is?

If possible, Ying Baoyue really hopes that this is the case.

But now that things have happened in the six countries, the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes has become confusing.

In Ying Baoyue's view, this is actually more terrifying than the identity of the murderer.

"No matter who the murderer is, we can't stay here any longer and get ready to go!" Just then, Ying Xun's voice urging us to get on the road came, "We must not let other teams get ahead of us!"

Following Ying Xun's orders, Qian Qin's team continued to move forward, heading towards the final goal. However, unlike yesterday, each practitioner had thick dark circles on his face, and his eyes were filled with suspicion.

and disbelief, like a frightened bird.

This is the most terrifying thing.

Ying Baoyue stared at the backs of the others and pursed her lips.

The biggest purpose of the assassinations that occurred one after another with unknown murderers was not to kill, but to leave something more terrifying for the participating practitioners.

This is the seed of doubt.

Once the seeds of mutual suspicion are sown, in a place where such a large number of practitioners gather and need to fight, it is very likely that what lies ahead is waiting.

That is hell.

…

…

Amid the endless sounds of fighting, night fell again.

But for the practitioners in Tianmu Mountain, this night is colder and more gloomy than the previous night. The threat of death seems to be everywhere.

"Crazy, they are all crazy..."

"Are all the Nanchu people killed? Who is going to put them to death?"

"I also said that the people in our team were poisoned by his Nanchu people!"

As dusk fell, a fire was lit under a tree in the cold and wet night. Seven or eight young practitioners, burly but covered in blood, gathered around the fire, staring at the barbecue on the fire with gloomy expressions while talking.

This is exactly a squad from the Northern Wei Dynasty.

"By the way, Wanyan, where are the stepson and his team?" asked a young man who looked exhausted.

"It's right in front. We can definitely catch up if we catch up after eating," a tall and thin boy named Wanyan replied.

"That will only work if no one ambush us on the road," another older practitioner said while picking his teeth.

"Ambush..." the tall and thin boy sighed, "Who is hunting the practitioners? Who is this black hand? Is he from Nanchu?"

"I heard that twelve people died in Nanchu today," the older practitioner said. "Do you think the gangster who targeted us in the Northern Wei Dynasty was not from Nanchu at all? But..."

"But?" All the practitioners beside the fire were intrigued, "Are you saying..."

One of the practitioners looked strange and made a gesture, "Could it be the one from the former Qin..."

"That's right," the elder practitioner's eyes lit up, "We all suspected it was the former Qin princess. After all, people started dying as soon as her rumors came out. This is definitely related!"

"But that former Qin princess..."

Just as the practitioners beside the fire were talking with gusto, a skinny practitioner suddenly stood up.

"Zhang Guang? Where are you going?"

The practitioner named Zhang Guang held his stomach and said, "I'll leave for a while for convenience."

"Go quickly, you have to be careful not to get bitten by insects in places you shouldn't!" The older practitioner waved his hand.

The teenagers beside the fire burst into laughter.

Amidst the roar of laughter, the skinny practitioner retreated and walked a dozen steps into the woods before finding a tree and untying his belt.

However, at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly sounded in his ears.
To be continued...