Yun Mo stopped and fixed his eyes on the black shadow. No matter who the black shadow was, this guy didn't do anything good if he went in. Xiao Gong was his friend, and he couldn't just sit idly by.
Yun Mo sneered and looked behind him. It was time to show those novice ninjas what real stealth was like. Those guys were always noticed by Yun Mo immediately, which was really inferior.
Yun Mo tapped his toes, jumped up, and landed gently on the ground. But at that moment, all Yun Mo's breath disappeared completely. It was as if he had never appeared, without any trace or trace.
Any breath.
Even that tall figure has been silent in the boundless darkness at the corner of the street, like a mist. It is not known where he is hiding, or maybe he has left this world and no longer exists.
"Disappeared?!" The following Okuki ninjas just watched Yunmo disappear from their sight out of thin air. They were shocked, their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
"Impossible!" One of the Okuki ninjas shook his head and whispered: "He must still be around here. Search immediately and don't let his figure leave our sight. This is the order of the Great Imperial Palace."
Another Okukizu ninja immediately began to explore the surroundings.
Seeing the two stalking Aojie crowd being swarmed by him, Yun Mo's lips curved into a mocking arc. He no longer hesitated and scurried towards the direction where the black shadow disappeared like a spiritual snake.
Yun Mo's speed was several times faster than that of the black shadow. Against the moonlight, he looked like a ghost. He came and went like the wind on the tile-style roof, and soon caught up with the black shadow.
The black figure was very vigilant. Even in the night environment, it still did not relax its vigilance and would look back from time to time to see if there was any danger approaching.
The movements and figure of the black figure were clearly members of the Lone Shadows, so Yun Mo never got too close to the black figure. In addition to fear of disturbing others, he also wanted to know where the remnants of the Tong family were hiding.
Therefore, the distance between the two of them was always maintained at a certain distance, and the black shadow did not notice that Yun Mo was following him behind him, but he was still very vigilant and made a big circle in the city before starting to move towards the outside of the city.
Seeing this scene, Yun Mo's lips curved into a playful smile. In this way, he might be able to catch a big fish. Not only the remnants of the Tong family, but also the new stronghold of the Fools could be found, and maybe Tian Tian could be caught.
Those who lead and follow it will achieve success in one fell swoop.
He stepped up his pace, rushed forward quickly, and soon caught up with the black figure, and the distance between the two became a little closer.
The two passed through the village, passed through the White Fox Field, plunged into the jungle, and shuttled through the dense trees.
Finally, the black figure stopped, swayed, and disappeared into the night.
Yun Mo also stopped. He stood quietly in the night, his eyes as sharp as a nighthawk, and a sinister smile formed on the corner of his mouth.
The black shadow entered a valley. The specific situation was not yet known. Yunmo did not follow him, but observed the situation in the valley from a tall tree trunk.
Through the dense branches and leaves, Yun Mo's nighthawk-like eyes looked at the situation in the valley.
I saw several figures in the valley. They all looked familiar. Almost all of them were ninjas from the Guying Clan. The black shadow who brought Yun Mo here all the way was Ti Jiangli, the captain of the 12th Division of the Guying Clan.
Yun Mo was a little disappointed, because there was no one else there except the Tong family. Not even Tong Shenjie was here, let alone the people from the Yuzhong and Tianling Fengxing Mansion.
Moreover, this place does not seem to be their stronghold, because there is not even a tent visible here, let alone a camp, and there is not even a fire.
It felt like the trip was in vain, but now that he was here, Yun Mo was not prepared to return like this. At least he knew what they were plotting.
They gathered in a group and seemed to be discussing something. Yunmo was too far away from the valley, so I couldn't hear clearly what those guys were talking about. I could only see that their expressions were very serious, and each of them looked solemn. The leader
Fujiwara Ichiro had a ferocious expression on his face, obviously discussing something crazy.
Yun Mo frowned, what were these guys plotting? He slowly approached the valley, preparing to listen carefully.
Suddenly, Yun Mo felt in his heart a piercing sight projected from the valley. Yun Mo fell backward, hiding his figure in the shade of the trees.
"What's wrong?" Dijiangli noticed Wumingzi looking out of the valley.
There was no wave on Wumingzi's porcelain-like baby face. She raised her arms slightly, signaling everyone to stop talking for the time being, and looked outside the valley.
"Is there anyone there? Did you bring the tail?" Fujiwara Ichiro asked Tsutsue Ridao, glaring at him angrily.
"My lord, please be very careful along the way. It is unlikely that someone will follow you." Tsujiangri explained.
"Hmph!" Fujiwara Ichiro snorted, and then said to Tsutsumi: "Take a few people to search."
"Yes." Dijiangli took a few ninjas and left, heading out of the valley, and Wumingzi followed.
Fujiwara Ichiro's expression was not very good, because this time almost the entire Lone Shadow Clan was destroyed, and there were only a few people left, and Tsutsumi was almost betrayed. If he hadn't arrived in time, he might have sold himself to the shogunate.
Already.
Fujiwara Ichiro's face was filled with uncertainty, as if he wanted to get rid of the traitor here, but in the end he did not have an attack. There were only so many people left at this time, and it was definitely inappropriate to fight among themselves.
After a while, Jiang Li and others came back, and Fujiwara Ichiro asked: "How was it?"
"My lord, there is nothing unusual." Dijiangli replied respectfully.
Wumingzi looked outside the valley and said calmly: "Maybe it's the wind from outside blowing in."
"Yes." Fujiwara Ichiro responded calmly: "You must keep in mind what you just ordered. This is the order of the family master! It is also our last chance. There must be no mistakes."
"Yes!" Everyone lowered their heads with solemn expressions. This was their only hope. If they failed, they might all die.
Only Wumingzi was different from everyone else. Even though she lowered her head, she was still looking outside. There seemed to be a strange light flashing through her eyes, and a trace of thinking appeared on her expressionless face.