Dongfang Bingwu's purple eyes stared brightly at the neat and orderly team, with a smile of satisfaction deep in her eyes. They had not seen each other for more than four years, and they had indeed grown a lot. Looking at it, the momentum was completely different from the previous one.
They were green spring bamboo shoots that had just emerged from the ground, and now they are thriving and towering green bamboos with majestic momentum.
Zhan Yuntian, Feng Lige, Hua Wuxin, Qiu Zihen, Nie Tiansuo, and Yi Xing are the first-class leaders of the two organizations. The six of them stood at the head, raising their heads and staring at Dongfang Bingwu with high spirits.
He Di Beicheng.
"Thank you all for your hard work." Dongfang Bingwu held Dibeicheng's hand and said sincerely. There were no unnecessary words, only five words from the bottom of her heart. Over the past four years, she was very grateful to them for their dedicated efforts to protect Dongchuan Kingdom.
Everyone's heart felt warm when they heard it, and they all said in unison, "It's not hard, this is what we should do."
Yes, these are all done willingly by them. Needless to say, the brothers of the Rakshasa Cult, they have been loyal to the Rakshasa Cult wholeheartedly before.
Under the management of Qiu Zihen and Nie Tiansuo, everyone in the Shura Sect is united, especially those who were brought out of prison by Dongfang Bingwu. They have made up their minds that they will only devote their lives to the Shura Sect and only serve the Shura Sect.
They are loyal to Dongfang Bingwu because she gave them a new life, and they enjoy their current life very much. They go on missions and harvest together with the brothers in the organization. The feeling of freedom and pride is something they didn't have before.
Dongfang Bingwu pursed her lips and smiled. Looking at their neat postures, she felt like she was testing the army.
It's a pity that they are not soldiers. Although they are underground dark forces, she has warned Qiu Zihen and Nie Tiansuo that the Shura Sect is not for them to dominate and they must not steal and kill innocent people indiscriminately, otherwise they will be executed directly.
, only in this way can you leave a deep impression on others.
Di Beicheng waved his hand to signal everyone to disperse first. Zhan Yuntian and Qiu Zhen made a gesture to the people behind them respectively. In an instant, dense crowds of people rushed towards various parts of the villa quickly and without crowding. After they all dispersed,
, Zhan Yuntian and the other six stepped forward one after another.
"It's been a long trip for you." Zhan Yuntian, who had always been calm, couldn't help complaining at this time. It was more than four years, not just four short months, or four days. This should be what their Rakshasa taught.
It was the first time for brothers to be separated from Dibeicheng for so long. In addition to missing him, everyone was worried.
"Haha, are you envious or jealous..." Before Di Beicheng could speak, Hua Gu intervened first, with a smug expression on his pretty face.
Feng Lige was so angry that she kicked the painted bone leg with her foot and cursed, "You still have the nerve to say that you have stayed in the Dragon Clan for so long. Have you forgotten that you are a member of the Rakshasa Cult?"
"Ah! Hey, image! Where has your graceful image gone!!!" Hua Gu nimbly hid behind him, shouting and teasing.
Feng Lige glared at him with a sullen face. She was so angry that she wanted to show off.
"Don't be angry! I am a member of the Rakshasa Cult in life, and a ghost of the Rakshasa Cult in death. Am I not waiting for them in the Dragon Clan?" Hua Gu blinked his eyes and said with a very seductive and enchanting smile, looking very indebted.
Beaten look.
Zhan Yuntian, Feng Lige, and Hua Wuxin all despised him. He was obviously in the Dragon Clan, but he hadn't come back once in more than four years. It would be strange if they weren't angry!