Wei Ziqing was frightened by Jiang Hongzhou's words.
Subconsciously, she wanted to reconsider what kind of person Su Che was.
What kind of person can infect those who follow him with such powerful seven souls.
"That's true, of course it's best!"
Wei Ziqing nodded: "It's just that we have seen how powerful the Wumen in Southern Xinjiang is..."
"Do not worry."
Jiang Hongzhou gave Wei Ziqing a hug: "Brother Su will definitely accomplish whatever he wants to do. I have been with him for twenty years, and it is no exaggeration to say that he has never lost."
After that, Wei Ziqing had other matters and left beforehand.
Jiang Hongzhou stood alone at the gate of Donghai Academy.
He murmured again: "This time, I hope we can win."
…
South Xinjiang Wumen.
Not in the hinterland, not in the wilderness.
If you want to search on the map, the so-called Southern Xinjiang is actually in the triangle area. Laos, Myanmar, Cambodia, etc. are all collectively called Southern Xinjiang.
The Mekong River and the Aruku River meet here and have a long history. Along the two banks of this river, many civilizations and secret techniques have been born for thousands of years and have been passed down from generation to generation.
They have not had much interaction with any clans, sects, inheritances, etc. in the mainland. That is to say, in the past hundred years, after the treaty ports were completely liberalized, they had some normal relationships with each other, or some laws prohibited them but they continued to be banned.
"Business dealings".
As for the Wumen, they are a special group of people hidden on both sides of the Mekong River. They create talents, infiltrate industries, infiltrate groups, and infiltrate organizations, and they have become their own unique dark world empire.
Even serving some fringe dynasties, or privately controlling some small countries, etc., is easy.
Because the witchcraft practiced by the witch sect is far beyond the understanding of ordinary people, no hot weapons or warriors in the secular world can easily pry their foundation.
As a result, the Wumen has become more and more arrogant. Especially in the past ten years or so, it has begun to gradually penetrate various circles and groups in the mainland in an attempt to expand its influence and consolidate its foundation.
The headquarters of the Wumen is on the left bank of the Mekong River, in a huge mountain.
It's called Luo Wushan.
At this moment, night falls.
Tonight, Luowushan is extremely lively. Big red lanterns are hung everywhere. There is often a draft whistling through the mountains. The red lanterns sway with the strong wind. The candles inside are not blown out, but because they keep swinging
The effect of the light refracts various irregular light beams and halos, which casts a mysterious veil over this place...
Everyone here is wearing black robes, which are exactly the same as those of Southern Xinjiang Huaipo. They are not tall or bloated. They even look a little haggard. Their hands are indeed very nimble...
People were coming and going, everyone was in a hurry, some were busy hanging lanterns, some were preparing melon candies, some were setting up the table, and some were cleaning the high point in the center of the mountain.
Altar...
Someone has already lit a blazing fire on the altar. Along with the burning of dead wood branches, the crackling sound of the fire is particularly clear and harsh among the mountain streams.
In the blink of an eye, huge flames seemed to illuminate the entire mountain stream. If you look closely, you will see a huge human-shaped cross on the altar, covered with black blood...
Is there a circling crow that boldly landed on the cross under the moonlight? For just a moment, as if it was frightened again, it screamed sharply, flapped its wings desperately and flew away, making a snapping sound.
the sound of……
Tonight, a grand ceremony will be held here, which is the marriage of the young witch master.
This is a major event that the entire Wumen, top and bottom, has been working hard on for nearly twenty years!
The candidate for the young witch master was chosen twenty years ago!
Even if it was planned twenty years ago that tonight, on the night of the full moon, they would get married, and early tomorrow morning, the young witch master would be able to break through the "Sage Realm of Heavenly Witches"!
The 20-year-old Heavenly Witch has reached the holy realm. This is something that the whole witch sect has never experienced in hundreds of years of existence!
unprecedented!
Everyone's faces were filled with smiles and excitement...
They firmly believe that as long as they survive tonight smoothly and the young witch master breaks through the Heavenly Witch Holy Realm, looking across the Yanhuang land, no decent sect can stop the expansion of the witch sect!
At that time, they can no longer hibernate in this corner of the vast sea...
You can stay away from the small banks of the Mekong River and go to a more prosperous world of flowers to develop and strengthen your own beliefs and pursuits!
A bird's eye view of the Wumen tribe from a high place.
In the mountains, surrounded by mountains, there are hundreds of houses in the deepest part.
The lights are all on at the moment.
Pavilions, wooden structures, and the two floors of the ground foundation are all hollowed out. Huge carved totem wooden piles are driven deeply into the ground in the mountain. People live in clean and clear spaces above two floors.
In one of the pure wooden lofts!
"Snapped!!"
The sound of a slap came!
"ah!"
Accompanied by a scream.
A woman was beaten and her mouth was bleeding on the spot, and she stumbled to the ground!
The person who did it was a young man who was wearing a special white robe from head to toe. He was exactly the opposite of the black robes worn by everyone in the Wumen and looked out of place.
In addition, this man in white robes has red lips, white teeth, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looks sunny and handsome, and he doesn't even look like a product of an evil sect like the Wumen.
At this moment, the man in white robe was extremely angry: "Where is your palace guard sand!! Ah!? You don't have the palace guard sand!?"
"Zhang Shuyi, you deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
"Tonight is our wedding! It is the key for me to become the young master of the Wumen! But you don't have Shou Gong Sha!!"
"You damn thing, I'll kill you!"
"boom!!"
Bai Wushuang, the young master of Wumen, flies up again!
"Peng!"
He kicked Zhang Shuyi in the lower abdomen!
Angry, his eyes were blood red, and he grabbed Zhang Shuyi's hair: "Say!! Who took your palace sand away! Say! I will kill him! I must cut him into pieces!!"
"Do you know that the entire Wumen is preparing for tonight's wedding? But you don't have Shou Gongsha! Where do you want the future of the entire Wumen to be in the next thirty years!? Zhang Shu
Also, do you know that you are an eternal sinner!! If I touch you now, all the skills I have practiced for twenty years will be broken!! How can you do this!? Ahhhh!!"
Zhang Shuyi's face was expressionless and he couldn't even feel the pain...
th.
"Bai Wushuang..."
"Ever since I was little, I have always considered you my cousin. This is also the place where I was born and raised..."
"But I never thought that this land has trained me for the past twenty years, all for today! All for the purpose of using me today..."
"I regret that I took the initiative to return to Wumen on my twenty-fourth birthday as promised..."
"But I'm also very glad that I wasn't completely deceived by you shameless people! I met a person in the outside world who was worthy of entrusting my body and mind to my heart. I don't have Shou Gong Sha anymore, haha..."
"Bai Wushuang, please kill me!! All your plans have come to nothing, I am happy to hear it!! I, Zhang Shuyi, do not belong to you, and my heart does not belong to you! I just want to die... I hope you will see me crying
For the sake of being your cousin for nearly twenty years, please give me a happy..."