Chapter eight hundred and eighty fourth this is how courageous
Dongfang Changsheng's arrangement is very sophisticated, but nothing can be perfect. The biggest flaw in his plan is that he cannot deal with the troubles caused by the super masters of the Demon Sect.
One side is a fisherman, and the other side is a big fish with spines that can swim at any time. In a short period of time, it will naturally be passive.
After the news came back, Dongfang Changsheng, who was standing on the top floor of a five-story restaurant, smiled coldly and stood by the window with his hands behind his hands: "There is no need to worry, if we were trapped so easily, those people in the Demon Sect would have died a thousand times ago.
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However, this is just their last ditch effort. I had already expected it and will continue to act according to the plan. They won't be able to hold on for at least half a month."
Dongfang Jingting nodded and quickly took the order and left.
Just as Dongfang Changsheng expected, Zhuo Mufeng's strategy could temporarily disrupt some observation points, but it was not a long-term solution after all.
Especially when Aunt Lei and others attacked the observation point of the Twelve Holy Lands, the resistance they encountered was unprecedentedly fierce. The opponent had a large number of people. Even with the strength of Aunt Lei and others, they could not take much advantage.
It is possible to attack the observation points of the top forces, but the problem is that the Twelve Holy Lands have stepped up their vigilance and distributed loud arrows to each family, which greatly increased their reaction speed and cannot interfere with them for long.
Under such circumstances, it was naturally impossible to provide conditions for Zhuo Mufeng and others to move, and sometimes they had to hide in ordinary people's homes nearby, which shocked those people.
After a few days like this, it is almost difficult for Zhuo Mufeng and others to move, and the city search operation is still going on, and they will be exposed sooner or later.
Wu Guanting persuaded Zhuo Mufeng more than once to let him and Tianpuppet Lao Dao leave first so as not to be put in danger because of them. Song Lele, Min Huaixiang and others also tried to persuade him.
Zhuo Mufeng just said: "If you can't even save your adopted father and adopted mother, how can Zhuo Mufeng live in an ignoble existence?"
As soon as these words came out, Wu Guanting and Miao Qingcheng both looked moved.
This is truly a life-and-death moment. Such determination is not something ordinary people can make. It proves that Zhuo Mufeng truly regards them as a family!
No, even if we are a family, some people will not take risks like this for others.
In particular, Zhuo Mufeng himself has a bright future. With his martial arts skills, if he can get help from the Taoist Master, he will have no problem hiding, which is even more valuable.
Song Lele, Min Huaixiang, including Lou Linxuan and others looked at Zhuo Mufeng, and there was something more in their eyes than before.
Wu Yuanyuan's cheeks, which had been tense for many days, also quietly relaxed a bit, and she stared at her husband with an unclear expression.
"Is Master Zhuo really not afraid of death? You know, when you have no choice, a poor Taoist will not protect you like an unintelligent monk." Even the old Taoist Tianpuppet interjected with a slightly changed expression.
Zhuo Mufeng: "Taoist Master, there is no need to worry about me. Since this junior has made a choice, he will bear the corresponding consequences."
The old Taoist Master Tianpuppet was silent and suddenly asked: "If something unexpected happens to the young hero, how can he fulfill his original promise?"
Everyone in the Sanjiang League can see that the relationship between Zhuo Mufeng and the Momen is not as harmonious as outsiders think. The two sides seem to be more of a kind of cooperation and utilization. The words of the old master Tianpup undoubtedly proved that they
speculation.
On the contrary, Wu Guanting secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that his adopted son would be too entangled with the Demon Sect, and then he was very curious. He didn't know what kind of promise his adopted son had made, so that the people of the Demon Sect were willing to risk it.
After seeing the eyes of Old Taoist Tianpuppet, he knew that he must let the other party taste the sweetness, otherwise the plan would be seriously affected. Under the close watch of everyone, Zhuo Mufeng took out a few folded papers from his arms and handed them to Old Taoist Tianpuppet.
: "This is what I, the junior, took the time to write in the past few days."
The old Taoist Tianpuppet was startled, then reached out to take it, and immediately spread it out to check. When he saw the contents on the paper clearly, his pupils shrank, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and his old face flushed faintly, looking extremely excited.
He glanced ten lines at a time, reading one page and then flipping through the second one impatiently. He looked at them one by one, and finally carefully put the stack of papers away and quickly stuffed them into his arms like a treasure.
This made everyone in the Sanjiang League more and more curious as to what Zhuo Mufeng had given them.
"Isn't this the only thing you promised?" Old Master Tianpuppet said again.
Zhuo Mufeng spread his hands: "Taoist Priest should know that I can write down the Ten Thousand Transformations Demonic Art silently, but I cannot carry the Demonic Emperor Pearl with me. I will naturally give it to you after everyone is out of trouble."
Master Tian Puppet couldn't help but narrowed his eyes. Zhuo Mufeng's words seemed beautiful, but how could he not hear the threat in them? If you get out of trouble, leave it to them. On the other hand, what if you can't get out of trouble? The whereabouts of the Demon Emperor Pearl is
Isn’t it about to disappear?
And this guy was talking about everyone. He obviously wanted to jointly protect the Sanjiang Alliance, which was equivalent to telling him that if something happened to the people of the Sanjiang Alliance, they would not be able to get the Demon Emperor Pearl.
"Young Master Zhuo, isn't this inconsistent with what you said at the beginning?" Master Tian Puppet's voice was unhurried.
Zhuo Mufeng: "I'm afraid Taoist Master may have misunderstood. If I wasn't for the Sanjiang Alliance, why would I put myself in danger? Of course, I have to send all of us away safely to complete the mission."
"Are you a threat?"
"No, just telling the truth."
The chest of the old Taoist Tianpuppet rose and fell slightly. This action made everyone in the Sanjiang League extremely vigilant, and they were all frightened to the point of using their skills. Zhuo Mufeng was the only one who was not afraid. The sister in white next to him stepped forward and blocked the pressure from the old Taoist Tianpuppet.
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Now everyone is still running for their lives, fearing that the Twelve Holy Lands will discover their traces. Zhuo Mufeng doesn't believe that Master Tian Puppet dares to take action.
As expected, Master Tian Puppet did not attack, and even showed a smile on his lips: "I hope Mr. Zhuo will keep his word and not make it difficult for everyone. Otherwise, not everyone can bear the consequences!"
After that, he turned around and flew to a tree in the courtyard, not knowing what he was looking at.
However, everyone in the Sanjiang League was already stunned.
From the conversation the two had just had, it was not difficult for them to guess that the piece of paper that Zhuo Mufeng handed to Master Tianpup was probably written on the legendary Demon Sect's most unparalleled skill, which was said to be world-beating once mastered.
Invincible magic power!
How can this be?!
When the Wanhua Tomb appeared, it shocked the world of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. The Dongfang Family, headed by Dongfang Changsheng, sent an elite team to go there, and many masters of magic sects and martial arts warriors followed one after another, even at the expense of their own lives.
The other Eleven Holy Lands were only too far away, so Shanshan arrived late, but she rushed to Yuhua City as quickly as possible. The ultimate goal she sought was nothing more than the Ten Thousand Transformations that had been passed down for thousands of years.
Magical power!
In such a fierce and cruel competition, who would have thought that the mysterious man who obtained the Ten Thousand Transformation Demonic Skills was not from the Twelve Holy Lands, not some hidden master, but Zhuo Mufeng, who was only twenty years old at the time.
Zhuo Mufeng, who can't even get into the Star Ranking?!
At this moment, the eyes of Wu Guanting and others looking at Zhuo Mufeng were full of shock and indescribable disbelief. They almost didn't know how to describe it.
They simply couldn't imagine how Zhuo Mufeng did it, and how he managed to hide it from the full investigation of the Twelve Holy Lands afterwards. How could all the hard work he put in be explained in just a few words?
The scene of that night flashed through Wu Guanting's mind. Dongfang Tao came to the Wu Mansion to question Zhuo Mufeng, and then left. Not long after, the Shenghai Gang was destroyed.
In other words, the Shenghai Gang completely took the blame for their adopted son. How courageous and mentally strong do they have to be to dare to fool the Dongfang Family like this?
After living for so long, Wu Guanting asked himself, this was the first time he had encountered such a bold person as Zhuo Mufeng.
Others were also trembling and speechless, not knowing what to say.
Miao Qingcheng, on the other hand, did not care about sharing the same hatred with her daughter, and asked: "Mu Feng, just now you mentioned the Demon Emperor Pearl, is it possible that the Demon Emperor Pearl obtained from the Twelve Holy Lands is also in your hands? This time at the Battle of Nuanyang Mountain...
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Zhuo Mufeng knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. Miao Qingcheng suspected that he was related to the Battle of Nuanyang Mountain. He could not afford this crime. After all, many people from the Sanjiang Alliance died for this.
To be precise, the Demon Sect and the Twelve Holy Lands who launched this conspiracy are both murderers!
Zhuo Mufeng hurriedly raised his palms: "Foster mother, I swear to God, I have nothing to do with it! The relationship between me and the Demon Sect is beyond your imagination. The specific details will be explained later. If you don't believe it, you can ask the Heavenly Puppet.
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Listening to his righteous words and not telling lies, combined with the previous coercion of Zhuo Mufeng by Master Tianpuppet, Miao Qingcheng nodded with relief: "It's okay if you don't, it's okay if you don't."
Boom, boom, boom...
At this moment, an earth-shaking loud noise suddenly sounded in the distance. It should be noted that the courtyard they were standing in was located in the northwest corner of Gusu City, but the sound came from the east and spread almost throughout the city.
Even if a super master fights fiercely, there will never be such a movement.
However, the old Taoist Master on the tree was overjoyed. He landed floating on the ground, turned around and said to everyone: "Reinforcements are coming! Young Master Zhuo, after you get out of trouble, don't forget your promise."
Reinforcements? Everyone in the Sanjiang League looked at each other, full of confusion.
At the east gate of Gusu City, many Twelve Holy Land disciples standing on the city wall, as well as the original city-defending officers and soldiers, all looked pale, staring blankly at the iron cavalry horses approaching like a black ocean on the plain outside the city gate.
With the naked eye, you can't see the edges at all.
The iron hooves stepped on the ground, causing the ground to tremble.
The cavalry on horseback were wearing armor and holding uniform sabers. The infantry in the front row were holding spears and shields, and they shouted in unison, and the combined sound seemed to tear the sky apart.
Among the waves of soldiers and horses, the rows of black flags erected are particularly conspicuous, embroidered with gilt characters, fluttering in the air, it is the character Zhang!
An iron-blooded and sonorous spirit that only appeared on the battlefield turned into a roaring wave, impacting the Twelve Holy Land warriors on the city wall with an unstoppable force, making this group of martial arts masters tremble with fear, and some timid ones even lost their temper.
My feet are getting weak.
How have Jianghu people ever seen such a battle? Even if they were from an Eastern family, this was the first time for this group of middle- and lower-class warriors to see endless troops attacking the city.
What's even more frightening is that this group of soldiers and horses showed no intention of stopping. They set up large siege equipment such as trebuchets and crossbows, and directly attacked Gusu City.
Huge boulders fell from the sky like a downpour, mixed with iron arrows that blocked the sky and the sun. The people on the city wall will never forget that scene.
The world seemed to be shaking, and the formation outside the city appeared. However, after several waves of attacks, ripples were everywhere. Many places were stabbed by a series of boulders and iron arrows. They kept sinking and bounced back with difficulty, giving people a chance at any time.
It feels like it will break.
Tens of thousands of soldiers launched a fierce attack with weapons, and their power was obviously not comparable to the internal strength of martial arts masters.