165 Lin Zhong (Thanks to Qingningzi Baiyin League)
West Mountain, in the dense forest on the shady side.
Only a small half of the people in Wanqingyuan were willing to leave together, and the rest went down the mountain silently.
Wan Ling applied medicine on his back, endured the pain, and looked sadly at some of the people leaving.
In the entire Wanqing Sect, no matter how bad it was, there used to be dozens or hundreds of people. But now, there are only a dozen or so people who are willing to stay.
Even Yao Hansheng...
"I'm sorry, Master, I..." Yao Han was indeed loyal to his promotion, but he still had family in Xuanjing City. He also had his wife, children, and parents. No matter how righteous he was, he would never be able to escape with the Wanqing Clan.
...
"You have to think about it. If you don't leave with us now, what if Chi Jingjun comes to find you." Wan Ling whispered.
"Think about it, I can't give up on my family. My son is only five years old..." Yao Hansheng lowered his head and said guiltily. Even if he surrendered and was dragged to join the army, he would admit it.
There are many others like him. This is the tragedy of the sect.
When they are prosperous, they can rely on the personal connections of these local middle-level disciples to form a powerful group like a spider.
But once we encounter a higher level of suppression.
These connections and connections will actually become a constraint for them.
Let it fall apart overnight.
"....I understand." The hand in Wan Ling's long sleeve clenched gently, but weakly let go.
She couldn't help but look at Wei He who was silent at the side.
The scene in the forest before could not help but reappear in front of her eyes.
"Sorry." Yao Hansheng finally cupped his fists and bowed to others around him.
He looked at Wan Ling, hesitated again and again, and finally took his luggage and headed down the mountain.
"Sorry, Master."
"We will never spread the knowledge about rain-turning and cloud-gathering skills."
"Master, take care."
After a while of silence, Yao Hansheng took the lead. One by one, the inner courtyard disciples and third-blood warriors also began to leave sadly one after another.
At this point, if you don't want to involve your family, the only way is to surrender.
They are all children of local families. Generally speaking, they will not encounter any trouble if they surrender. At most, they will face some punishment.
For third-blood warriors like them, the main punishment is usually banishment from the army.
There are a lot of three-blood masters in the army, and many of them came from this way.
Although they don't have enough actual combat experience with their moves, their Qi and blood levels are there. As long as they practice hard and spend some time learning to cooperate, they can become usable combat power.
The night breeze was blowing, and in the blink of an eye, most of the people in the woods were gone.
Only Wan Ling, Wei He, and the unconscious Wan Qingqing were left in the lead.
The rest are old disciples of the inner courtyard, or their families have disappeared, or they are orphans.
Only such a person who has no worries can dare to advance and retreat with the Wanqing Sect calmly.
There were twelve people left behind, ten women and two men, five of whom were over forty years old.
The twelve people were still practicing martial arts when they suddenly heard that Wanqing Gate was being targeted and killed by the Chi Jing Army. They felt terrified, but they were already helpless, and Wanqing Gate was their home.
There is nowhere to go but to stay. This is the situation of the remaining twelve people at this time.
Their somewhat panicked eyes were all focused on Wan Ling, the head of the hospital, waiting for her instructions.
"Head of the Academy, what should we do now? Where should we evacuate?" Among the remaining people, a woman with the highest cultivation level asked in a low voice.
The woman's long hair was tied into a ponytail, her eyes were sharp, and there was a scar at the corner of her eye. Although her appearance was not beautiful, she gave people a fierce and aggressive impression.
This person's surname is Pan Mingrui, he is over fifty years old, and he is the strongest and oldest among the remaining people.
Everyone usually calls her Sister Rui. When the elders in the inner courtyard encounter any disputes, they often come to her to mediate. So this person has a good reputation.
Her speech at this time represented to a certain extent the voices of all the disciples present.
Wan Ling was also at a loss.
Chi Jingjun's movement was too sudden. It was so sudden that she was not prepared for anything at all.
"Master, I do have a place to go." Wei He suddenly said from the side.
"Where are you going?" Wan Ling was stunned and quickly looked at him.
She didn't know why, but ever since she saw Wei He poisoning You Muxuan and a large number of soldiers, she had become inexplicably dependent on him.
Although when he came back, Wei He explained that he was just using tricks, not strength, but poisoning to kill so many pursuers.
But if you only poisoned a few people, it would be understandable. Poisoning so many people...
All that was left in Wan Ling's heart was panic.
Such a method is no longer as simple as poisoning, but is close to a plague.
This also caused Wan Ling to come back all the way and didn't know what attitude to use to face this disciple whom he once thought was an ordinary disciple.
“Continue to go west from here, climb over two hills, and walk about twenty miles to the north, you will see a continuous mountain range, which the locals call Black House Mountain.
The poison barrier spreads in Heiwu Mountain, there are many poisonous insects, and there are swarms of strange beasts, so it is the most suitable hiding place." Wei He said with a calm face.
"There are poisonous insects, poisonous insects, and strange beasts. Is there any solution?" Wan Ling asked seriously.
"These disciples have their own means to solve them. When I was making medicine, I often went in to collect materials, so I am very familiar with it. If Master trusts me, I will take everyone with me."
Wei He's calmness and calmness made Wan Ling's confidence level rise to a higher level.
She just thought about it briefly and nodded immediately.
"Okay. We'll go with you, and you will lead the way."
Wei He also didn't expect that one of the escape routes he had specially found for himself and his second sister would actually come in handy now.
But the second sister, Wei Ying, is still with Zhenqi at this time...
When he thought about this, a hint of haze flashed in his heart.
'I hope Zhenqi can see the situation at Tianyinmen and not move stupidly towards this side.'
Naturally, he also has a way to contact Zhenqi, otherwise he would not be willing to let her pick up his second sister from time to time.
It’s just that it’s not the right time to contact you now.
"Are everything packed?" Wei He asked aloud.
Wan Ling nodded.
"Well, the two meat fields have picked up the alien species. There are also golden tickets, dried meat and other things that are easy to take away. They are all packed together. Everyone brings some, which is just in time to take away. But in the future, it is time to eat.
....”
"It's okay. There are a lot of ingredients in Black House Mountain, but you need to be careful of ferocious and ferocious beasts. Then we can just find suitable beasts to make meat fields." Wei He said with a smile.
"That's good." Wan Ling nodded.
"Then let's go first. I'm afraid that Chi Jingjun may arrive at any time," Wei He said.
"Okay." Wan Ling nodded again.
There were some weird attitudes and conversations between the two, and it was vaguely revealed that Wan Ling seemed to be taking Wei He's suggestions first.
This made Pan Rui and others on the side feel strange, and their eyes kept turning between Wan Ling and Wei He.
"Master, take care to lead everyone to follow. If you have any doubts, you can ask aloud."
Wei He took the lead, jumped up, and accelerated away towards the west.
Wan Ling took Wan Qingqing with him, jumped up with Pan Rui and others, and followed closely behind.
In the blink of an eye, a group of about ten people disappeared deep into the forest.
Wan Ling carried Qing Qing on her back and walked as lightly as possible. After taking the healing medicine and taking some time to rest, she regained a little strength.
It may not be possible for her to fight against experts at the same level at this time, but just rushing on the road is still okay.
Although Wan Qingqing's injury was horrific, after removing the bandage with the flying knife, the bleeding was stopped, and the powerful self-healing power of the bone-forging martial artist began to show.
The wound soon formed a bleeding scar on its own, blocking the bleeding port. Wan Ling used his strength to gently clear the blocked blood vessels.
Such an injury can return to normal as long as it takes a few months of good rest.
Wan Ling had mixed emotions in her heart. Looking at the tall and burly figure of Wei He in front of her, she didn't know why, but she felt a faint sense of peace of mind.
This was something she had never felt before.
In the dense forest, silhouettes of people from Wanqingyuan passed by quickly, galloping towards the west.
Not long after.
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A purple falcon suddenly flew across the sky.
With a hint of hatred in his sharp eagle eyes, he stared at the group of people galloping below.
The hawk flapped its wings and glided for a while, then turned back and swooped.
Passing through a large forest, it soon landed on the arm of a thick man.
The falcon chirped a few times in a low voice and flapped its wings in coordination, as if it was conveying some message.
After listening carefully, the man turned around and knelt down on one knee.
"Sir, according to the information given by Lord You's beloved eagle, the murderer of Lord You is heading west towards Heiwu Mountain. He is probably planning to enter Heiwu Mountain to avoid our pursuit."
In the rear, Zhou Xingtong and a group of elite members of the Golden Punishment Department of the Chijing Army stood in the darkness and listened quietly.
"Can you stop me?" the deputy officer asked in a deep voice.
"Yes, their speed depends on the weakest three, and they also carry a lot of luggage. With a small number of elite experts, we should be able to catch up before entering Black House Mountain." The man said quickly.
"Sir..." The adjutant opened his mouth to speak, but Zhou Xingtong raised his hand to stop him.
"You are too slow, I will intercept them first."
He looked up at the crescent moon in the middle of the night.
"It's been a long time since I killed someone at this time. Master of poison? Hey."
He threw the steel whip to his deputy and took off his armor, helmet, arm guards, and leggings.
Wearing only a gray suit, he moved his body.
"Sir, isn't this a little too risky?" the adjutant hesitated.
"It doesn't matter. Do you think I haven't encountered poison masters from the rebels on the battlefield?" Zhou Xingtong sneered. "Okay, prepare for a quick march. They can't run away!"
He used his bare hands, bowed his body, and bent over.
Bang!!
Two small craters exploded on the ground, and the people turned into sharp arrows and rushed into the distant night forest.
Under the hazy light and shadow, people turned into shadows and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
His speed at this time was actually much faster than when he singled out the Nine Sons of Tianyin before.
In the dense forest, the mist gradually filled the air.
Tall and straight trees loomed in the white mist, turning into pitch black.
The mist seemed to glow with light, a pure white light, while the trees turned into some kind of terrifying and strange dark shadow.
The dewy leaves on the ground reflect a faint white light, and at a glance, it seems to be covered with a carpet of white light spots.
The closer we get to Black House Mountain, the more mysterious the scene in the forest becomes.
puff!
Wei He suddenly stopped and looked back with squinted eyes.
The dark woods behind me were mixed with white mist, and I couldn't see anything.
"What's wrong?" Pan Rui followed closely behind and stopped immediately to ask.
She stopped, and all the remaining disciples of Wanqing Sect stopped behind her.
Finally, Wan Ling, who was carrying Wan Qingqing on his back, also focused his eyes, sensed something and turned around to look back.
"Someone is chasing me, and the speed is not slow." Wan Ling said solemnly.
"I'll stay and deal with the pursuers, and you can move on. Remember, don't let go of the pill under your tongue."
Wei He turned around and walked back.
"Let's go together!" Wan Ling said anxiously. "We've already come this far. There are poisonous barriers everywhere. Is it possible that the person behind you still dares to continue?"
Wei He lay down and listened to the ground.
"He didn't stop, his steps were heavy, and there was only one person. You go first, and I will catch up after I deal with it."
"But..." Wan Ling wanted to say something else.
"No buts." Wei He narrowed his eyes and looked at her.
Wan Ling was silent for a moment.
"Okay, you must be careful! Without you to lead the way, it will be difficult for us to settle in Black House Mountain."
"Don't worry." Wei He stood up, took out a pair of white silk gloves from his pocket and put them on gently.
The two had some unusual conversations, which made Pan Rui and others look weird, but it was hard to say anything at this time. They could only endure it.
Obviously, something might have happened before that caused the head office of the hospital to take Wei He's opinion as the main one.
"Let's go!" Wan Ling also made a decision immediately. Anyone who can practice bone training to the limit will definitely not be mediocre.
She knew that staying here, with her seriously injured body, Wan Qingqing in a coma, and a vote of three blood, would be a drag on Wei He.
So leaving quickly at this time is the right thing to do.
The group of people's clothes quickly flew away, and they quickly swept into the depths of the dense forest and disappeared into the mist.
Wei He was left alone, flexed his fingers, looked calm, and walked back to where he came from.
Since there is only one person, there is no need to hide anything.
Now, it doesn't matter whether he hides his cultivation or not. The Wanqing Sect will definitely become a wanted criminal after this time.
So no matter what, just pursue maximizing the harvest.
There is only one reason why Chi Jingjun dared to catch up.