Wumeng is a casual cultivator who luckily broke through the golden elixir a few days ago and became a junior Nascent Soul cultivator.
After becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator, Wumeng had his own thoughts: Now he is no longer a Golden Core cultivator. The days of living alone should be over. Besides, he is not young anymore. It is time to form a force, right?
So, he called on his friends and established the Bright Mercenary Group yesterday.
Having a Nascent Soul cultivator as the leader is a good thing for his friends. Although casual cultivators are free, it is not easy to make a living in the chaotic Sunset City. Not only do they have to face various dangers in the Eight Hundred Volcanoes, but also
We had to face the oppression of robbers and some powerful forces, so everyone agreed - and a small team of twenty-one people was formed.
Wumeng was very happy, so he took out the spiritual stones he had saved so hard and held a banquet in honor of the brothers.
Unexpectedly, just when everyone was enjoying themselves while drinking and drinking, a powerful person came.
The visitor was very rude and didn't take this small force seriously at all. He said some words, threw away 10,000 medium-grade spiritual stones, and left without waiting for Wumeng and others' consent.
"Brother Wumeng, what should we do?!"
Since Wumeng is now the backbone of everyone, everyone casts frightened eyes on him. They all know that the consequences of rejection are not something they can bear, and no one proposes to send the spirit stone back - if they can
So, they rejected the man long before he left.
And the reason why their eyes were full of horror was because they knew that "attacking the corpse collector's base camp" was not something that people like them could get involved in casually.
Originally, when they heard that a Nascent Soul monk had gone crazy and went on a killing spree in the Corpse Collector's base camp before being kidnapped, they didn't care and continued their banquet because that kind of thing was not something people like them should worry about.
thing.
Just now, everyone said they would leave Sunset City and enter the Eight Hundred Volcanoes tomorrow. Firstly, they could avoid disaster, and secondly, they could earn resources;
Who knew...the sun was still high, and something bad would happen.
Wumeng's face was gloomy, but he didn't dare to get angry, because the powerful man just left behind a subordinate, who was only at the middle stage of Jindan cultivation. Now he was drinking wine on the side, looking like it had nothing to do with him.
——He knew that this person was the warlord.
If he were in the wild, he would definitely find a way to kill people and silence them, but here is Sunset City, he wouldn't dare!
Although he was confident that he would be able to escape from Sunset City after killing someone, he knew that he would definitely die soon after escaping from Sunset City, and there was no second possibility.
He hesitated to answer the brothers' questions, not because he was thinking deeply, but because he was struggling - the matter had been made clear, and they had only two choices: go or die.
At this moment, Wu Meng felt regretful. If he had known this, he shouldn't have held a banquet. If he had maintained his low-key style in the past and not let anyone know about the establishment of this small team, nothing would have happened now... It was already too late.
Yes!
"Eh..."
Wumeng sighed, stood up, and then knelt down.
Seeing this, everyone was shocked and quickly advised:
"Brother Wumeng, what are you doing?! Get up!"
Wumeng was unmoved, and after kowtowing, he said in a hoarse voice with red eyes:
"Wumeng is sorry brothers. If you die or live, Wumeng will be responsible for taking care of your family... If everyone dies, Wumeng will be willing to work for you in the next life!"
Everyone was silent, eyes filled with confusion, and the scene fell into dead silence for a moment.
Duo!
Seeing that everyone was still motionless, the warlord put him down and squinted at Wumeng's profile with a sneer:
"The time is up, if you don't leave...I'll leave!"
Hearing this, everyone trembled physically and mentally. If this person left or died, then... they would be dead!
The oldest man clenched his fists tightly and took a step forward with eyes wide open. Then he relaxed his fists, stared at Wumeng, and said with all his strength:
"My life is in your hands!"
After hearing this, everyone came forward one after another and said with sorrow:
"And I..."
"Mine... too."
…
Wumeng has forgotten how long it has been since he cried, and even subconsciously thought that he would not shed tears again, but today he cried. He took out his broken Xuan-level low-level sword, and then brought his brothers who also had weapons in their hands.
Walked out the door.
After leaving the door, the tears in his eyes stopped flowing, because his eyes had been replaced by a look of madness - he was a casual cultivator, and he had lived in Sunset City for a long time, so he had naturally experienced a lot.
Wind and rain; when facing danger, he has become accustomed to madness. Madness means fighting desperately, and he will not shed tears when fighting desperately.
However, this madness did not last long before they were interrupted by looks of astonishment, because they discovered that there were not many people like them, and there were twenty or thirty small teams, nearly a thousand people.
Suddenly, Wumeng found an acquaintance whom he had met a few times. He quickly chased after him and called him out, then asked with a smile:
"Master Gao Da, what are you...do you mean..."
"Eh!"
Master Gao Da confirmed Wumeng's guess with a long sigh - we are cannon fodder too!
Not long after, nearly a thousand people arrived at the body collector's base camp under the supervision of dozens of people.
The base camp of the corpse collectors is an old and gloomy compound. Since no one wants to live next to them, there is some open space around it, allowing nearly a thousand people to surround the place.
The corpse collector was killed a lot by the 'righteous man'. These nearly a thousand people also cleaned up Sunset City before coming here, and... the corpse collector, who is like a wooden man, does not know how to hide or run away, so besides:
Here, there are no other corpse collectors in the huge Sunset City.
A scar-faced old man with nearly a hundred people under his command and whose cultivation had reached the late Nascent Soul stage, after confirming that the siege had been completed, glanced at the Cloud-Piercing Beast in the sky and its body, then gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth.
Drink to:
"set fire!"
Huhuhu...
Torches were thrown into the courtyard one after another, and bursts of wind sounded in the air.
Everyone stood ready, clenching the sharp weapons in their hands, and staring at the exit and wall of the compound without blinking.
Soon after, a sea of fire formed, and the smell of burnt flesh wafted out. Everyone was shocked because they found that the body collectors did not run away or scream, or even fight the flames on their bodies, but just stood there in a daze.
He was burned and fell to the ground after being broken in a certain part...
hiss!
Killing these people just felt a little strange, but now everyone is shocked, because they discovered that these people are not just idiots, they are complete walking zombies!
"Everyone...what do you say?"
High in the sky, Yin Lulu, who was standing on the back of the cloud-piercing beast, covered her mouth and nose with a handkerchief. When the cloud-piercing beast under her feet and other cloud-piercing beasts avoided the thick smoke, she frowned deeply and looked at it.
To everyone.
Lu Xu took a deep breath and replied solemnly:
"I thought this corpse collector was just weird, but now it seems... maybe it's not just 'weird'!"
Yu Youzhong had no intention of arguing with him, and sighed with surprise:
"This is not as simple as being hit by the legendary slave mark. This is the living dead! By the way...doesn't anyone know those corpse collectors? It seems that the junior has not heard anyone say that there are acquaintances among these corpse collectors.
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Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and a fat old man nodded and said:
"I have sent people to investigate, and the result is... no one knows these body collectors, they just seem to appear out of thin air..."
Having said this, he hesitated for a moment, and then continued:
"In fact, about one hundred and fifty years ago, the family's seniors investigated this matter... and there was no result. We only know that these corpse collectors will be replaced every twenty or thirty years..."
Having said this, he said with complicated eyes:
"Moreover, no one knows how the new one appeared and where the replacement went... But our ancestors warned: Don't touch the corpse collector."
Everyone nodded, because they had also investigated and came to similar conclusions.
After seeing the man finish speaking, Yin Lulu continued:
"There are notes that show that hundreds of years ago, when the corpse collectors first appeared, the seniors of each of our families had contact with the corpse collectors, but for some reason, they seemed to keep silent about that contact and only said
Please don’t touch the body collector..."
Everyone nodded, their eyes a little complicated, because they wanted to know why.
Yin Lulu thought for a while and continued:
"I checked and found out that our seniors and the prince from the Tianqing Dynasty both disappeared shortly after their return and their whereabouts are unknown! I would like to ask you, the seniors from each of your families..."
"Um?!"
Everyone was startled, with a look of horror on their faces.
Yin Lulu stopped talking. Everyone's reaction told her: The seniors in our family are like this too.
The fire below continued to burn, and nothing happened. All the bosses were silent and thoughtful, and they couldn't help but think: Is what we did today correct?
In the face of the unknown, fear always precedes curiosity, and these people are not immune. After pondering to no avail, they all looked at the fire below without blinking, wanting to know the truth.
At the same time, Zhang Baoer and others were standing in the highest attic of Tianyin Hall, looking at the soaring fire in the distance. Liu Ruxi, Ziyu and others were also standing beside them.
Ziyu and Zhang Baoer stood side by side, withdrew their gaze, glanced at the left side of Zhang Baoer's face, which was like a piece of heaven, nodded and said:
"Mr. Zhang, the fire has been burning for a long time. It seems that nothing abnormal has happened yet... Something is wrong! According to the information we have, the leader of the corpse collector should be a not simple person.
Otherwise, he is not worthy of letting Sunset City form the rule of 'no body collectors'."
Zhang Baoer continued to stare at the firelight and the dozen or so cloud-piercing beasts above Sunset City, frowned and nodded:
"There is indeed something wrong... Even if it is iron, it has been melted by now, right?!"