Through the martial arts examination competition, two young people, Qiu Yu and Zhong Mingzhu, have become close friends, which is an unexpected gain, right?
In the afternoon, all the games were completely over, and the top ten in Tongguan were formed. The garrison master and other officials put big red flowers on them, and gave each of them a bonus of 1,000 copper coins, and encouraged them to win in the finals in the capital.
Good results and win honor for your hometown.
The competition in Beijing will be held in half a month, and there is still plenty of time. Qiu Yu does not want to stay in Tongguan, so he bids farewell to Lao Hu and others and leaves, leaving tears in the eyes of the two maids Xiaoqing and Xiaowen.
They were reluctant to leave, but they also understood that they could not keep the young man's footsteps, and could only watch helplessly as he rode a golden-striped horse and walked away under the protection of a pair of orcs, and his back completely disappeared.
Lao Hu turned his head and looked at the two maids. He felt that Qiu Yu must have slept with him, so he looked at them with admiration and comforted him in a kind manner: "Don't be sad, Mr. Qiu just went out for some training. He will go there in half a month."
You can see him again in the capital, okay, let’s go back to the capital first.”
These words made Xiaoqing and Xiaowen feel better. They packed their things and left.
Accompanied by two orcs, Qiu Yu arrived at the Hongyu Mountains and rushed to the Bloodstorm Stronghold with ease, meeting many of his subordinates.
The Blood Storm Corps is stationed in this majestic mountain stronghold, and Qiu Yu is the leader of everyone. His arrival also makes the members of the Corps excited.
The two deputy commanders hurriedly welcomed Qiu Yu and the others into the hall. After the greetings, they arranged the banquet to welcome them. After a while, the large round table was filled with wine and meat, and a group of regiment leaders were sitting around them, one by one to the leader.
The toasts were made and the scene was very noisy.
The cheerful atmosphere also made Qiu Yu feel relaxed. He drank a lot of wine, but he was still sober without being drunk and asked many questions about the Corps.
The two deputy commanders, Zhan Chengxiong and Aiweier, responded cheerfully. The regiment expanded aggressively according to the instructions and recruited troops. Now it has expanded to more than 500 people, and the original houses can hardly be accommodated.
Qiu Yu's eyes lit up and he said with a smile: "You did a good job. It unfolded quite quickly. We just have a big operation coming next. Now it's time for you to contribute."
The original mercenaries, including the two deputy captains, were almost all outlaws. They had not fought with others for a while and were already exhausted. Now they were very excited when they heard this. Zhan Chengxiong asked first: "What action?"
, please receive clear instructions.”
Awell also said quickly: "That's right, many of our brothers have been looking forward to doing something for a long time. Now every day is training, but there is no actual combat. It's really boring."
Qiu Yu said solemnly: "Okay, I'll let you kill with pleasure this time. We are going to conquer the Tiger Village..."
Regarding Menghu Village, not only did he have a personal vendetta against Qiu Yu, but through his investigation, he found that these gangsters did all kinds of evil and became like cancer. Based on this, Qiu Yu decided to eliminate harm for the people and extend his influence there.
Three days later at night, haze enveloped the Huyue Mountains in Yuanming City. The Tiger Village was like a ferocious beast entrenched on the hillside. Many gangsters were still awake and a full alert was implemented.
The hall has been decorated as a mourning hall, with elegiac couplets fluttering in the wind. Three thick red-lacquered coffins are placed in the center, containing the bodies of the leaders of the third and fourth villages, as well as the remains of Li He, the leader of the fifth village, and a group of gangsters wrapped in sackcloth.
The mourners knelt on both sides, looking sad.
A mysterious figure arrived at the village. He was Li He's master, Ming Chanzi, a strong man from the Yantian Sect. This man was over eighty years old, with a white head and an air of immortality. He appeared in the mourning hall with a gloomy face.
, said to the leader of the village next to him: "Why, there are no whole bodies left?"
The leader of the village had a look of grief on his face and whispered: "The murderer was so ruthless that he even used a magic weapon to blow Li He to pieces. Only these remains can be found."
Ming Chanzi frowned and said in a deep voice: "Who is the murderer?"
The leader of Dazhai said: "That guy's name is Qiu Yu. He is not very old. He looks like he is about twenty years old. However, his cultivation level is very high. He has reached the realm of soul fusion and has become a strong man."
Ming Chanzi said angrily: "That's nonsense. He became a strong man at the age of twenty. As far as I know, there is only one person in the entire Yan Kingdom. He is the new head of Fengming Valley, Zhou Xuelian. There is no second one yet."
Seeing the old man's anger, the leader of the village hurriedly said: "Senior, calm down, I don't dare to tell any lies, otherwise, with five thunders, that boy will indeed enter the realm of soul-melting."
Seeing the strong oath of the leader of the village, Ming Chanzi believed it to a certain extent, and snorted coldly: "Well, even if he becomes a strong man, any disciple who dares to kill me will definitely die without a complete body..."
The leader of the village was secretly happy and quickly nodded in agreement, "Yes, no matter how capable he is, he will always be dead. Senior, I will rest here for two days. I have already sent people to follow the kid. When the news comes back, we will know
If you find out the exact information about Qiu Yu, go directly and kill him."
Ming Chanzi nodded and said, "Okay then, I'll do as you say."
The leader of Dazhai said respectfully: "I have prepared a banquet to welcome senior, please..."
Ming Chanzi waved her hand and said, "Let's go."
Not long after, in the residence on the west side, the master of the big village and the master of the second village were eating and drinking with Ming Chanzi. The old man's face was always gloomy because of the tragic death of his apprentice. After all, Li He's family was rich and he knew how to do things, and he was very filial to his property.
He was such a master that when he heard something happened to the other party, he rushed over immediately and still took it seriously.
The leader of Dazhai frequently encouraged people to drink wine, saying that people cannot be resurrected after death, and he persuaded cicadas to sing with words of condolence and resignation. Only after a few glasses of wine did the old man's mood ease...
The sky was gloomy outside, but someone was coming with a sword. The brilliant light flickered in the darkness, making it look extremely windy. There was a young man sitting on the sword, wearing a gray robe covering his body. The sleeves and hem of the robe were rustling in the wind, but
It was Qiu Yu who came over, and he made a very impressive appearance. Anyway, he had always kept a low profile in the past, and he also showed his majesty with a powerful lightning strike.
The strong man of Fusion Soul is domineering, and his sword flew extremely fast. As the distance got closer, he was spotted by the sentry on the watchtower, who shouted loudly: "The enemy is coming, to the west..."
Many gangsters looked up and saw a ray of light roaring towards them. Someone hurriedly struck a gong and made a sharp sound as a warning.
A gangster came into the room to report. After hearing the news, the leader of the village said solemnly: "Oh no, it must be that little brat Qiu Yu here again. What should we do?"
Ming Chanzi's eyes flashed with contempt, and he said disdainfully: "I'm here, why are you panicking? If it's really that kid, just use his head to pay tribute to my apprentice."
The leader of the village said excitedly: "Yes, senior, what you said makes sense, let's go out and have a look."
"It should be so." Ming Chanzi drank a glass of wine, stood up and walked out, followed by the two village owners, who both looked at the light and shadow in the sky.