Chapter 8 The Dragon Boat Festival Heroes Gather (5)
"Ying Wu, what do you mean, Bian Wuya used the Golden Que Picture Book as bait to trap and kill our people?" Green Yi Zhu stood up and walked out of the mountain stream with bare feet, her toes were as pink as lotus roots, with graceful curves and bright
There were crystal drops of water rolling on the white insteps, which made the second ancestor of the Demon Sect feel thirsty and wanted to pounce on him and take a few sips.
"Ying... it should be right?" Liu Yingwu lowered his head, as if he was photographed in the green bead's unparalleled beauty, not daring to look directly at it.
He knew in his heart that only by doing this would he not arouse the hostility of the second generation of demons. Being in the demon camp, he had to be cautious and considerate at all times. As early as eight years ago, he was secretly ordered by Yuzhenhui to go undercover from the demon sect.
Little Paiqi has already planned the "role" he will play when he escapes.
For many years, it has become normal for Dao sects and demon sects to send undercover agents to each other. However, 99% of the dark rooms were eventually found and purged. However, because he behaved clumsily in his duties and acted like an honest gentleman, he was not suspected. And those who deliberately
Anma, who pretended to act fiercely and was arrogant, was discovered one by one, skinned, marrowed, and blood refined, and ended up with a tragic end.
"So Bian Wuya threw out the Golden Palace Illustration, ostensibly to force Yuan An to a dead end. But secretly, the target was me. In this case, there must be someone in Dajin who secretly colluded with Bian Wuya to conspire in this matter.
." Lu Yi Zhu's expression turned cold and she fell into deep thought.
The Demon Sect has its own set of rules. Although the law emphasizes feeding on the weak and the strong, which is similar to the method of raising poisonous insects, on the surface, the Demon Sect disciples are never allowed to kill each other, but in the dark, they can use any means.
In other words, you can't kill openly, you can fight secretly. Lu Yizhu knew that unless he got the proof that Bian Wuya killed the demon sect disciples, he would only suffer a loss.
"Even if the parrot's guess is right, the ones who died are just some low-level characters, it's not a big deal." "Those people follow Yi Zhu, but they lower our grade. It's better to die. It's like the so-called big waves wash away the sand."
Well." "Bian Wuya just does some shady things. How dare he mess with us? You don't have to worry about a man who bullies the weak and fears the strong. I'll ask the old man at home to teach him a lesson another day."
The second generation of demons shouted in all directions.
A bunch of fools! Lu Yizhu cursed in his heart, but a pure smile appeared on his face: "The red flowers need green leaves to set them off. Without them, how can we show the extraordinaryness of our brothers and sisters? What's more, Bian Wuya is suppressing me.
Those people just don’t give you face.”
She turned her eyes to Liu Yingwu and said softly: "Yingwu, do you have any good ideas to counterattack our little magician?"
"Our green friends must have realized that something is wrong at this moment." On the bank of the Qinhuai River, on a high-rise building, Bian Wuya leaned on the railing and looked at the red sun on the river in the distance, holding his hands and smiling softly.
At just the right time, the sun reflects the blue color of the water, sparkling with light. The wild flowers on the riverside are as red as fire, and the branches and leaves are golden.
Gao Qingyue stood beside him and smiled faintly: "The little magician planned a strategy and taught the green bead a lesson. The command of the magic sect is just around the corner. And the major families joined forces to kill a group of small magic cultivators, which not only protected the family's
The scene was also explained to the Taoist sect."
"The general is just laughing. It's just a chess move by Bian Mou. It's hard to be elegant." Bian Wuya looked leisurely, "The cooperation between you and me is the key to commanding the general trend and stirring up the storm." p>
Gao Qingyue nodded slightly: "This time, your sect intercepted many Taoist masters. The little magician made careful arrangements and completed a perfect rehearsal. I look forward to the Double Ninth Festival, when you and I can cooperate again and succeed."
"Don't worry, General." Bian Wuya said happily, "When the time comes, I will definitely distract the Taoist sect and not be able to go all out for the Double Ninth Festival."
"Then Gao can guarantee that there will definitely be a place for the Demon Sect in Dajin in the future." Gao Qingyue gave Bian Wuya a meaningful look.
Bian Wuya smiled: "Will there still be a place for Buddhism?"
Gao Qingyue said: "It depends on your Majesty's wishes."
Bian Wuya was silent for a while, then tapped the railing: "Although our demon sect and Taoist sect have different ideas, Bian still admires the Yuzhen Society's ambitions. I know that they have been secretly planning for the human race to destroy the Yu clan, and boarded the
Go to the pinnacle of the Eight Wildernesses, unify the world, make all the races in the Eight Wildernesses believe in Taoism, and make the Taoist sect the only practicing sect in the world."
He sighed softly, but the Demonic Sect and the Taoist Sect had different positions, and they were destined to be enemies of each other, causing internal strife among the human race.
Gao Qingyue suddenly asked: "Little magician, I wonder if Yan State's attack on Chu State's border this time was due to the instructions of the Demon Sect?" The mountain gates of the six major Demon Sects in Yunhuang are located in the Dayan Grassland, and are the same as those of Yan State's imperial court.
The relationship has always been close.
Bian Wuya was silent for a moment and said: "It was the idea of King Murong Guan of Dayan. But behind the scenes -" he hesitated for a while, then whispered, "I am afraid that there are high-level officials from the Yu clan who are adding fuel to the flames, so I, the Demon Sect, cannot interfere."
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Gao Qingyue frowned slightly. Jin and Chu had always been an alliance. If Chu fell into trouble, it would directly affect the national policy of Jin. The two looked at each other and each fell into deep thought.
A small boat approaches quickly from a distance.
The white-haired flea lady Lao Lai stood at the stern of the boat, maneuvering the oars and singing "Oh, the great Gu Zhenjun, ah, the great Gu Zhenjun..."
Gu Sanri stood on the head of a boat with his hands behind his hands, a blue fox fur on his shoulders, and his face was bathed in the golden-red morning light, shining with an evil and charming brilliance.
The boat sailed to the foot of the tall building, and Gu Sanri's figure immediately melted into the sunlight and disappeared without a trace. The next moment, the light flashed out of thin air, and Gu Sanri appeared in front of Gao Qingyue and Bian Wuya.
"I have met the Sun and Moon True Lord." Bian Wuya bowed his hands and said, "The true Lord's body skills are so wonderful that you don't think twice in this world. This time, thanks to the True Lord's action, the teleportation circle of the Chongxuan Department was destroyed."
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"The little magician must have caught a glimpse of the leopard." Lao Lai, the flea spirit, jumped off Gu Sanri's shoulder, stood on the railing, shook his head and said, "My master is not only good at movement. He has a good appearance, a good figure, a good martial arts, and a good martial arts."
Wonderful, wonderful means, wonderful realm..."
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Gao Qingyue interrupted Lao Lai's flattery and asked: "Zhenjun, is there no problem with the Chongxuan Department?"
Gu Sanri gave a long laugh: "The general has paid the reward, and Gu will naturally take care of the matter. The teleportation circle of Chongxuan Department will not be repaired until three days, but one of the running Dao patterns was secretly manipulated by me.
, will suddenly collapse on the eve of the Double Ninth Festival, causing the entire teleportation circle to explode, and there will be no chance of recovery within a month."
"That's very good." Gao Qingyue nodded and said, "When the Double Ninth Festival is held, we still need the True Lord to take action to intercept the people coming from the Taoist sect."
Bian Wuya continued: "This is the Demon Sect's big plan, and I hope that the True Lord will help me."
Gu Sanri smiled and said nothing, looking at the smoke waves of Qinhuai, stretching out his fingers to dust off the fox fur. The old man rubbed his fingers knowingly: "Master's appearance fee is very high! In addition, travel expenses and food must be calculated.
Gao Qingyue's expression froze. How could an old devil who was hundreds of years old have any youth expenses...
Bian Wuya's eyes flashed: "The True Lord has always liked the Yin-Yang Avenue, but it is difficult to find a perfect woman who can match the True Lord. I wonder if the green bead is in line with the True Lord's taste?"
Gu Sanri glanced at Bian Wuya with a half-smile but not a smile: "The saint is appointed by the Presbyterian Council of my Demon Sect, and she is also a close disciple of Xie Canmu, the leader of the Blood River Sect. She also won the favor of your master, so he taught her
She possesses the unique skills of the devil. If Gu gets involved with her, wouldn’t he be asking for trouble?"
"How can Zhenjun be afraid of trouble?" Bian Wuya looked directly at Gu Sanri, "If Zhenjun is interested, Bian is willing to lend a helping hand to solve Zhenjun's worries."
"The little magician is killing someone with a borrowed knife." Gu Sanri chuckled and said noncommittally, "Let's talk about it later." He added, "It's over here. Your country has issued an order to expel guests. Gu and the two of you say goodbye." Gao Qingyue cupped her hands and said: "Because of the Golden Que Illustrated Record, all outside Hedao monks are not allowed to stay in Jiankang City, otherwise they will be killed by Yimeng Huangliangzhen. This is His Majesty's decree, and we can only ignore it.
You are truly a king."
Gu Sanri shook his head, with a trace of regret in his eyes: "It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to meet Yimeng Huangliangzhen. It is said that this soul weapon has unparalleled combat power and excellent appearance. It is rare that he can match my miracle."
Woman."
The old man couldn't help but stamp his feet and sigh: "It's a pity, it's a pity, a world-shaking, weeping love between humans and machines has ended before it has even begun. What can I do, what can I do?"
Gu Sanri nodded approvingly: "Lao Lai, your knowledge has improved compared to before."
"Always at the side of the True Lord, those who are close to Zhu are just red." Lao Lai said seriously, "I have not yet succeeded in training, so I still have to work hard. However, according to Lao Nu's opinion, the Green Relic Pearl can be tolerated and trained.
As the saying goes, if there is a flower that can be broken, it must be broken."
"Isn't that a bit wronged by me?" Gu Sanri said awkwardly.
The old man smiled and said: "If you support the younger generation, you can also show your superior demeanor."
Bian Wuya and Gao Qingyue's eyes twitched when they heard this, and they quickly bowed and said goodbye: "Have a good trip, Zhenjun."
Halfway through Chen hour.
The sunshine in the bamboo forest is dappled, birds are singing everywhere, and the bamboo leaves are swaying in the soft morning breeze of summer.
In the quiet room deep in the secluded sea, Zhikarizhen took a bath, changed clothes, tied up his hair, burned incense, knelt down calmly on the bamboo mat, picked up a snow-white soft silk scarf, and slowly wiped the silk and bamboo sword.
This is an ancient ritual before a swordsman's decisive battle.