"Leaving?" Yan Zhutian, who was standing in front of the window looking at the desert in the distance, turned around and asked.
The disciple nodded and said, "Yes, we have already evacuated."
Yan Zhutian: "Have everyone evacuated?"
The disciple hesitated, "We don't have enough manpower. We can't fully grasp how many people are coming from the other side. I don't know if they have all been evacuated."
Yan Zhutian was silent. He couldn't blame the disciples for this. He really didn't have enough manpower. He only brought a few disciples to act as eyes and ears.
There is no other way. It is impossible to bring too many people to do this kind of thing. They must be absolutely reliable.
"It seems it's time for us to leave. Get ready and evacuate." Yan Zhutian sighed.
There is no way to fully grasp the situation here. I am not sure whether the Baichuan Valley reported a message to the Holy Land before. Based on the time, if the message is sent from here, the message should have reached the hands of Du Wuxu. For safety and security, whether it is
He or Zhuge Chi is leaving early...
Zhuge Chi in the room suddenly turned around. Someone passed by the door and a piece of paper slipped under the door.
He raised his hand to grab it, and the paper on the ground floated into his hand. When he unfolded the folded paper, he saw a clear letter on it, clearly telling him that he could leave and go back immediately.
After seeing the code in the letter, Zhuge Chi no longer hesitated. He was still worried about staying here, worried that the Nine Saints would come to kill him at any time, so he quickly left Wubian Pavilion...
In the city mansion, Ban Hai hurried into Lan Ming's room and announced the good news: "Pavilion Master, he is gone."
Lan Ming, who was sitting behind the case and holding a book absentmindedly, suddenly stood up and asked, "Are you sure you're leaving?"
Ban Hai nodded, "I kept watching secretly, confirmed that I was gone, checked out, and left Wubian Pavilion. I don't know where I went."
Lan Ming breathed a sigh of relief, threw away the book in his hand, and sat down, "Finally, this god of plague has been sent away."
At this moment, someone outside reported: "General manager, there is a letter from the master of the pavilion."
The two people in the room looked at each other. Ban Hai quickly turned around and hurried to the door. After receiving the letter, he asked: "Whose letter is it?"
The visitor shook his head, "I don't know, and I don't dare to open it to check. The messenger only said that he was an old friend of Langhu."
An old friend from Lang Lake again? Lan Ming inside twitched. Everyone was gone, so why did he still deliver the letter?
Ban Hai waved people away, and he also retreated into the room and closed the door. Then he opened the letter and checked it. During the check, he also saw the content of the letter and frowned.
After confirming that the letter was OK, he quickly walked to the case and placed the letter in front of Lan Ming.
Lan Ming didn't take it. He put his head in front of the case to take a look. After looking at it, he looked up and asked suspiciously: "A gift? What gift?"
Ban Hai: "I'm going to take a look now."
Lan Ming waved his hand to hurry up, then stared at the letter and thought about it.
Ban Hai quickly left the city and entered the inn directly through the back door. He did not go to Zhuge Chi's room, but went to the utility room at the corner of the inn.
Pushing open the door and entering, his eyes scanned the utility room and landed on a box in the corner.
There were footsteps coming from behind. Seeing that it was him, an innkeeper cupped his hands at the door and said, "General Manager!"
After Ban Hai waved his hand for him to step back, he quickly closed the door, walked quickly to the box, moved away the debris on top, opened the lid of the box, frowned slightly, and found that there was a person lying inside, dead or alive.
There is still a mask on his face that reveals his true appearance, and he is the disciple with the famous name who disappeared in Baichuan Valley.
He stretched out his hand and felt around the other person's neck. He found that his breathing was normal and he was not dead. He was alive, just restrained.
Then he took a letter placed on his chest, opened it and read the contents, and his expression suddenly changed.
He put the letter into his arms, quickly closed the box, then moved the box and quickly went out, taking the box with him.
It was difficult to carry such a big box without being conspicuous, which attracted the attention of the innkeepers, and fellow travelers whispered, wondering what the manager had brought back, but no one asked anything. Some people took the initiative to help.
Ban Hai yelled "go away" impatiently and shouted back.
Yan Zhutian peeked through the window with the window slightly open, and felt relieved when he saw Ban Hai personally taking the box away.
The purpose of his personal visit here is to prevent the plan from deviating. Now that the situation has completely led to the trend that he is here to take charge of, it is not his turn to worry about the rest.
Leave from the window, open the door, check out and leave.
Everyone else evacuated, and he was the last to leave, just to see this scene with his own eyes...
Ban Hai did not take the box back to Lan Ming's room, but greeted him at the door of Lan Ming's room, "Pavilion Master!"
Lan Ming came out quickly and followed him, and the two of them came to the secret room together.
The box was put down in the secret room and Ban Hai opened the lid.
Seeing the person in the box, Lan Ming was suspicious, "Who is it? Is this a gift for me?"
Ban Hai had already taken out the letter from his sleeve and handed it to him.
After reading the contents of the letter, Lan Ming's eyelids bulged, and he even looked a little panicked.
The letter was naturally given in the name of Zhuge Chi. The letter said that Zhuge Chi discovered that someone seemed to be watching him in the inn. After secretly taking down the person, he took a look at the mask and found that he looked familiar. It seemed that he was entering the Baichuan Valley.
Inspectors of Piaomiao Pavilion.
As for whether it was true or not, he couldn't remember, but he no longer dared to take risks. He suspected that he had been exposed, so he left first for safety reasons.
Of course, I did not forget to remind this person that I don’t know if the other party discovered that he was meeting Lan Ming. In short, there seemed to be more than one person on the other side. Lan Ming was asked to be careful and go to Shao Pingbo to hide immediately if there was an accident.
Inspector of Piaomiao Pavilion? Holding the letter, Lan Ming felt as if his scalp was numb with fear, especially because the letter said that he didn't know if he had discovered that Zhuge Chi had met him, which made him feel like he was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Lan Ming now understood why Zhuge Chi left suddenly. It turned out that he was scared away!
He swallowed dryly and leaned forward to check whether the person in the box was still alive. Ban Hai said, "The person is still alive!"
After personally confirming that he was still alive, Lan Ming straightened up and said angrily: "Wake him up and ask him immediately!"
Ban Hai immediately did as he was told, and the person in the box was taken out. After casting the spell and feeling relieved, the person woke up faintly.
When he opened his eyes and saw the two people in front of him, the disciple surnamed Yan was suddenly startled. He was walking well in the inn before, but he was suddenly knocked unconscious just after passing the corner. He didn't know who it was. Now that he saw Ban Hai, he realized that he had fallen into this place.
Side hand.
He didn't recognize Lan Ming, but when he saw Ban Hai accompanying him, with gold patterns of dragons embroidered on his sleeves, and his eyes glaring as if he wanted to eat him, he already guessed who it was, and he was greatly panicked.
Seeing that he was awake, Lan Ming said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
The disciple surnamed Yan didn't dare to reveal anything. His eyes flickered in panic. He was caught. He didn't know what happened to his fellow disciples. He wasn't sure about others, but he was sure of his fate. He was afraid that he would not escape death. Everyone on the left and right would die, so he also
have nothing to say.
He tried to cast a spell, and no surprise, the magic power was already restricted.
Lan Ming picked it up, slapped it, slapped it away, pushed it away, pointed angrily and growled, "Bitter God Pill, give me the Bitter God Pill!"
There is no patience at all, and there is no time to talk about patience. It is just torture and ruthless attacks.
The disciple surnamed Yan was slapped and his nose and mouth were bleeding. He was shocked. Ban Hai had already pinched him. He took out a pill and did as he was told. He forced it into his mouth and quickly cast a spell to help relieve the pain.
The toxicity of the magic pill.
Soon, the disciple surnamed Yan fell to the ground and let out a painful cry. After a while, he almost tore himself apart. His fingers scratched his skin and opened it, and blood dripped.
Lan Ming and Ban Hai, who were watching, both had gloomy expressions on their faces, showing no sign of intolerance.
The disciple surnamed Yan did not have the extraordinary perseverance of Yuan Gang and Ximen Qingkong, so he could no longer bear it any longer. In the immense pain, he suddenly let out a mournful cry, "I'll do it!"
"Yeah!" Lan Ming tilted his head to signal, and Ban Hai quickly stepped forward to restrain the person. He stuffed an antidote into the person's mouth and quickly cast a spell to help him activate the medicine to suppress the pain caused by the poison.
After a while, the disciple surnamed Yan finally recovered from the pain and suffering. He lay on the ground panting for breath and no longer looked like a human being.
Lan Ming, who was staring down from a high position, said fiercely: "Who are you?"
The disciple surnamed Yan was weak and helpless and said: "Disciple Yan Zhan from Baichuan Valley!"
"Yan Zhan?" Ban Hai, who had been thinking about it for a while, was startled and said: "Pavilion Master, I have paid attention to the list. This name does exist among the supervisory disciples from Baichuan Valley who entered the Piaomiao Pavilion!"
Lan Ming immediately stepped on Yan Zhan's chest and said sternly: "Why are you here?"
"Taking people..." Yan Zhan answered all questions and told the whole story of the matter.
As soon as the truth of the matter came out, Lan Ming was almost scared out of his wits. He suddenly kicked out Yan Zhan, who was kicked away and hit the wall. There was a pool of blood on the wall, and his brains exploded after being hit.
The ground twitched a few times and then stopped.
Panting and looking miserable, he realized that Zhuge Chi's suspicion was right, and the truth was even more terrifying than Zhuge Chi feared.
Ban Hai was also completely panicked, "Pavilion Master, what should I do?"
He was a little confused by this sudden accident. He never dreamed that such an accident would happen. At this time, he realized that it was the negligence of the two of them that led to the exposure.
Lan Ming took out the letter he had carried on his back, with a look of despair on his face and his hands trembling, "Zhuge Chi, you old bastard, why are you running to me when I'm looking down on your ancestors? Ah..." He looked up to the sky and roared sadly.
With a swipe, he tore the letter in his hand into pieces.
After venting his anger, he staggered back a few steps and said in despair: "It's over! It's over!"
Ban Hai, who was like a blindfolded fly, turned back and forth a few times. After calming down a little, he said in a deep voice: "Master, please wait a moment. I'll go see if Li Zhengfa and the others are still there!" After that, he quickly walked away.
After waiting for a while, Ban Hai hurried back and said with a desperate look on his face: "Pavilion Master, I am no longer here. I have already checked out and left." He stepped forward and took hold of Lan Ming's arm who was feeling lost, "Pavilion Master, I can't stay here.
We're going down. The target of the report over at Baichuan Valley is Du Wuxu. Let alone Du Wuxu, even if this kind of thing falls into the hands of the Holy Lord, he won't let us go. Let's go. If we don't leave, I'm afraid we'll die.
That's too late!"
:Thank you to the new leader "beloved man" for coming and supporting us.