It was getting dark, and Qiu Yu was the only one left in the forest. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the mustache stuck to his lips fell off. He entered and searched in the Najie, and found that there were too many sundries in it.
, it can be called a huge mobile warehouse.
Fortunately, the level of this Najie is very high and can be divided into many independent spaces. Some areas are specially placed with gold and silver treasures, which are shining brightly. Some areas are filled with precious spiritual herbs that are rare on the market, piled up like mountains, and some
The area is full of various weapons, and the chill is awe-inspiring...
This is the wealth that Qiu Yu has accumulated for many years. It seems that he has a strong sense of accomplishment. However, the item he is looking for is even more special. That is the baggage in the corner. Open it to reveal several pictures of people placed inside.
After flipping through the leather masks for a moment, he selected one and took it out, feeling the strange aura that came with it in the night.
Many years have passed and he has experienced so much that Qiu Yu has even forgotten where so many human skin masks come from, but he understands that they use evil methods to peel off the faces of undead people alive, and the method is extremely cruel.
, and then made using special techniques, it becomes a lifelike mask that completely blends in with the face and cannot be seen at all.
As the spiritual energy diffused from the palm of his hand was injected into it, the human skin mask flew over and covered Qiu Yu's face. A coldness seeped into his nerves, causing goosebumps to appear on his body.
There was another bronze mirror in his hand, erected in front of him. Although the forest was very dark, a mysterious light flashed in his pupils, but he could clearly see the face in the mirror. The former young man turned into an ugly middle-aged man.
The man's eyes just didn't match up well. He tentatively adjusted it so that there was a bit of sinisterness in his eyes, and there was no flaw.
The human skin mask is very thin, and it will appear when Qiu Yu sneers, which makes him feel satisfied, so he nodded, "With my new identity, I want to break into the dragon's pond and the tiger's den to see what your anti-Yan alliance is capable of!"
It doesn't matter what is right or wrong, everyone is their own master. It is understandable that many passionate people in Chu State want to restore the country. As the king of Lingyu, it is also his duty to stop it. What he cares about most is that he does not want any more large-scale incidents in his jurisdiction.
To create turmoil, otherwise life will be ruined, and the conspiracy of the anti-Yan alliance must be crushed at the minimum cost.
Putting away the bronze mirror, he smiled and asked the nine-tailed demon in the sea of consciousness, "How about it? Is my current image okay?"
Xiaojiu was also paying attention to every move of this guy. Standing on the ridge of the palace, she was like a fairy. She looked like she was about to vomit when she heard the question, and said disdainfully: "It's such an ugly comparison, I'm going to vomit, even though
You don’t look very good in person, but you are indeed much better than this.”
With a cunning look in his eyes, Qiu Yu teased and said, "It seems you like the real me."
"Fuck...I really vomited..."
No matter when and where, there is always his closest partner by his side, which makes Qiu Yu feel warm in his heart. He looks at Xiao Nizi bending over and pretending, and the bunch of tsunderes are swaying like waves.
It’s not like he has been used to it for a long time. Anyone else would definitely have a nosebleed. He smiled and said: "Okay, when you have vomited enough, we will set off."
Xiao Jiu pouted and said: "Young Master, when did you show such pity to me? You are not using excuses to peek at others. You are despicable and shameless. You should leave as soon as possible, lest you miss the anti-Yan alliance gathering and spoil the big thing."
Regarding Qiu Yu's adventurous action, the Nine-tailed Sky Demon applauded. After all, being in adversity can better temper the brat's will, and actual combat is also the best way to improve combat effectiveness and cultivation. As Chu
There are many anti-Yan organizations that cannot be underestimated in the country, and there are many masters among them. So Qiu Yu has to face too many dangers, and it is also an opportunity for experience. Of course, if she fails, she will have to pay a heavy price, and she is quite prepared for this.
Be prepared. After all, risks are everywhere. If you want to reach the peak of cultivation, you must be fearless.
"Okay then, let's go..." After saying this, Qiu Yu fled out like the wind and disappeared. As the marshal of the army, he directly participated in the original battle between Chu and Yan, based on the idea of knowing yourself and the enemy.
I have thoroughly studied the topography and landforms of Chu State, and I know it by heart. Naturally, I know the location of Feiyun Mountains...
Five days later, many people appeared on the north slope of Gigabit Peak, and many checkpoints were added at the foot of the mountain. If you want to go up the mountain, you must go through an interrogation. Once an unidentified person is found, he will be controlled immediately. It can be said that the guards are very tight. After all, this is a rebellion.
If the news leaks out about his activities, he will be surrounded and suppressed by the Yan army, and he will be beheaded.
Qiu Yu also came here after a long journey, and saw that he was wearing a bamboo hat on his head and an old gray robe. His face was so ugly that it was almost impossible to see, and he looked completely different from his real self.
Seeing a group of people standing at the entrance of the mountain road ahead, all armed with swords, guns and other weapons, he secretly thought to himself that these should be members of the Anti-Yan Alliance. If he wanted to go up the mountain, he had to pass this level, so he could carry the treasure in his arms.
The token stolen from Mr. Yu should be fine.
Taking a deep breath, he walked over and came close. He only heard someone shouting: "Stop..." He stopped and was looked at carefully by more than 20 men, whose doubtful eyes fell on him.
There seems to be a penetrating power on the body, trying to find clues.
This seemingly sharp look was nothing more than childishness to Qiu Yu, who knew in his heart that it was just a bunch of guys showing off, reminding him that he had been scrutinized in this way when he first entered Fengming Hall, but that was all.
They were some soul-melting warriors, but they were much more powerful, far beyond what these guys could compare to now, so they relaxed a lot and allowed a group of people to watch.
The leader was a man in a green robe, carrying a long sword across his back, and his gestures showed a deliberately pretentious air. He said in a deep voice: "Revolt against Yan and restore Chu?"
Why do you need a password? Qiu Yu was stunned by the sudden question. He seemed to have heard of it before. He was quite smart. Then he remembered the next sentence. Isn't it something he had seen on the token? He responded: "
League of Righteous Soldiers.”
Now that the answer came up, it meant that he was a member of the alliance, which made the green-robed man's face soften a little. He cupped his fists and said, "I am disrespectful to you. Strong men, please go up the mountain."
Qiu Yu also pretended to hold his fists and said, "You're welcome." Without further ado, he walked up the mountain road and saw that this peak was picturesque and a good place. However, there was a cold light flickering among the lush greenery, which was clearly a weapon.
Being illuminated by the setting sun added a bit of murderous aura, making him slightly afraid.
It's a blessing, not a curse, but you can't avoid it! I have experienced life and death countless times, and I almost died several times. I'm afraid, but I want to see the monsters in the so-called anti-Yan alliance...
The young Prince Ling felt heroic in his heart, and he quickened his pace and walked upwards. The higher he went up, the narrower and more rugged the mountain road became, making it very difficult to walk. It would be really hard for an ordinary person to go up the mountain!
However, it was not difficult at all for Qiu Yu, as if walking on flat ground, because the speed was slightly faster, and he gradually approached the people in front, so he adjusted his pace, feeling that he should go slower and synchronize with others.
Walking above were three women, who looked like they were descendants of three generations. They were all dressed simply, and even their washed white clothes were still sewn with patches. They seemed to belong to the poorest class.
The oldest among them was in his seventies or eighties, with wrinkles all over his face showing signs of aging, and he was carrying an ivy cane. However, he walked with light legs and feet, no weaker than ordinary people, and he obviously had a certain level of cultivation.
The middle-aged woman had a dignified appearance, and she was carrying a bamboo basket on her arm. It was bulging and covered with floral cloth. It was probably filled with food.
The one following behind was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. The gown she was wearing was a bit short and stretched tightly against her well-developed body. Her trousers were also short. When she walked, a section of her white ankles was exposed.
Looking around from time to time, with the liveliness of a young girl, she noticed footsteps coming from behind. She looked back curiously, but she didn't want the stone under her feet to fall off, causing her whole body to slide down. She couldn't help but scream, "Oh..."