In fact, not many people participated in the rescue operation. For example, Yang Jiu, a chivalrous girl who likes to fight, has to work as a housekeeper here. The main reason is that this operation is aimed at rescuing three righteous disciples of Tianshi Dao, not for
Fight to the death with the Acacia sect in this strange forest.
After Du Chun and Ning Xiangruo discussed the results for half a night, most people still stayed in the camp. Basically, the ones sent out were masters who had reached the realm of Lingji. They could fight quickly. If they all participated in the rescue, Zhao Shilin and other cultivators would
Lower disciples may hold everyone back.
Ye Xiaochuan, Yun Qiyou, Du Chun, and Baili Yuan are responsible for entangling the masters of the Hehuan sect, such as Wan Yan Wu Tears, Yu Linglong, Mo Xiaoti and others.
Ning Xiangruo, Chu Tianxing, and Su Qin are responsible for rescuing people.
Qi Feiyuan, Liujie was responsible for the outer secret sentry.
Yun Qi followed the senior sister Ning Xiangruo in a humorous manner, looking at Ye Xiaochuan's back, she looked a little absent-minded.
Tonight she mustered up the courage to express her feelings to Ye Xiaochuan, but she didn't get the result she wanted. Now her mind is filled with Ye Xiaochuan's fearful look at that time.
She had also been afraid, so she knew what the fear in Ye Xiaochuan's heart was.
Since she was a child, she felt that she would never fall into the ridiculous love between children. Now she realized that she was still not a real fairy, but a mortal with seven emotions and six desires.
She felt very disappointed tonight, but she also felt a little happy. As for what she was happy about, no one knew.
Under the guidance of Shanxia Zhizhu, the group quickly approached the direction where a group of disciples of the Hehuan Sect were stationed.
Fortunately, northern Xinjiang has now entered the cold season. If we had come here a few months earlier, the entire forest would have been covered with leaves and vines. You would probably have to use a sword to cut off the hanging vine branches when walking.
It is now the winter season in northern Xinjiang. Those flowers and plants with extremely strong vitality have all withered under the cold wind, waiting for them to bloom again in the coming year. However, not all trees and flowers have withered. The temperature in the Black Forest is not high even in winter.
It would be too cold. Changbai Mountain is now covered with several feet of snow. The black forest closer to the extreme northern ice sheet is still a bit green. Of course, the huge black forest has different climates. There is snow hanging on the treetops here. Maybe we can go further.
Thousands of miles away, there will be a lot of snow, and a few thousand years further it may be as warm as spring.
Life is so wonderful, and existence is nature. This large forest is known as the place where life originated. This is not just a saying. The creatures it nurtures are actually not much less than those in Middle Earth.
Before dawn, everyone arrived five or six miles outside the Hehuan sect's camp. Since there were not many Hehuan sect disciples entering northern Xinjiang this time, only fourteen, they set up secret sentries only two or three miles around the camp.
Capabilities are expanded to the periphery.
The plan had been discussed and was waiting to be implemented. Ye Xiaochuan drew out the edgeless sword. With a thought, the sword disappeared without a trace, leaving only the hilt in his hand.
I don’t know how Zhu Xiaomei made this sword back then. It can be retracted and retracted freely according to the owner’s wishes. But in recent years, someone just wanted to make a fuss and found a wide wooden scabbard to carry on his back, so that everyone could
Everyone knows that he is a swordsman. In fact, the most correct way to open this sword is to put the hilt on the waistband or put it in your arms. It is not only convenient, but also can catch the opponent off guard when fighting against the enemy.
Shanxia Zhishu said to everyone: "They are five miles ahead."
Du Chun nodded and said to everyone: "Everyone act according to the plan, be careful, and fight quickly. Our priority is to save people, there is no need to be reluctant to fight."
Ye Xiaochuan was the first to nod in agreement. He would have made a quick decision without Du Chun's reminder. He would be the first one to escape after rescuing someone.
In the Acacia camp, Yu Linglong still wore the same clothes.
Her chest and shorts expose her arms, shoulders, lower abdomen, long legs, and she has no shoes yet. There is a small golden bell on her wrist and ankle, and the big earrings on her ears are also bells. They jingle when she walks.
Nice to hear.
She has no friendship with senior sister Wanyan Wulei. To be precise, in the entire Hehuan sect, no one seems to have a particularly close relationship with Wanyan Wulei. This is mainly because Wanyan Wulei has a weird temperament and often competes with each other.
In cultivation, it is difficult for ordinary disciples of the Hehuan Sect to see her.
Yu Linglong doesn’t like Wan Yan Wu Lei because of this senior sister’s qualifications and conduct. Wu Lei is the senior sister. Although there are few direct disciples in the holy sect who have the habit of taking over the sect, the elder is still more popular.
, coupled with Wan Yan’s tearless Taoist conduct, after the master’s death a hundred years later, the only one who can compete with him for the position of the leader of the Hehuan Sect is this senior sister.
Sitting in front of the bonfire, Yu Linglong looked at Wanyan Wulei and Qin Fanzhen not far away from the corner of her eyes from time to time, unconsciously twisted a small branch in her hand, and then threw it on the bonfire.
Mo Xiaoti was sitting next to her. Seeing Yu Linglong's eyes twinkling, he didn't know what Yu Linglong was thinking about at the moment.
She whispered: "Linglong, why do you think Senior Sister came to Northern Xinjiang with us this time?"
Yu Linglong said: "How could I know? I'm not familiar with her."
Mo Xiaoti said softly: "Northern Xinjiang is very dangerous. Every year, cultivators enter Northern Xinjiang to practice, but there is no news at all. No one is seen alive or dead. Linglong, you said some of us,
Will it also disappear in northern Xinjiang without any reason?"
Yu Linglong's willow eyebrows were clustered, and she glanced at Mo Xiaoti, and then she suddenly smiled lightly and said: "Although this place is dangerous, it's probably not easy for a master to just disappear."
Mo Xiaoti said: "The most dangerous thing in Northern Xinjiang now is not the beast monsters and aliens, but the righteous disciples. For example, Ye Xiaochuan of Cangyun Sect is a deadly guy. Uncle Soul Eater has dominated the world for hundreds of years. In the end,
Didn't I also fall into the hands of this boy? You and I are very clear about the grudges between the senior sister and the Cangyun Sect back then. Now there are so many evil stars in the Cangyun Sect in the Black Forest. If the disciples of the Cangyun Sect know that,
Senior Sister is also here, how do you think those Cangyun Sword Immortals will react?"
Yu Linglong's eyes gradually brightened up, and she looked at Mo Xiaoti and smiled, saying nothing.
The two people spoke very softly, and no one else heard it. However, Wanyan Wutei, whose consciousness had been lingering around, heard the conversation clearly. Of course she knew that Yu Linglong and Mo Xiao
What are you doing? Over the past four thousand years, the Hehuan Sect has had a total of more than twenty sect leaders. At least one-third of the sect leaders have changed due to blood and killing.
Take her master Yimiao Xianzi as an example. Although she seemed to have a smooth transition with the previous sect leader, she actually killed several dissatisfied elders from the same sect, and they were all senior sisters and senior brothers who grew up together. This matter is not enough for outsiders to explain.
also.
Yu Linglong wanted to kill Wanyan without tears, and Wanyan without tears also wanted to find an opportunity to kill her. It was a trivial matter.
