The wilderness is green, there is a sense of chilling in the air, and a faint smell of blood. This is the territory of Da Ting today.
Lin Mo and the other three walked slowly on the official road, but their figures loomed or appeared. When they took a step forward, their figures reappeared dozens of meters away.
Lin Mo was also helpless about this. Originally, he was planning to put on a disguise and experience the feeling of walking at night in brocade clothes.
But the two people beside him were too conspicuous.
Everyone knows that there are three types of people in the world that you should not mess with: the elderly, children and women.
Lin Er, on the other hand, completely demonstrated how special he, the so-called old man, is.
Just because his appearance looks too old, his wrinkled skin looks like a tree trunk that is about to wither. You must know that in today's era of abundant vitality, even if some people die of old age, they are not as exaggerated as his appearance.
But the key is that there is no trace of death in his eyes. Instead, they are like an abyss like a deep valley, and most people who look into his eyes will feel an inexplicable and unfathomable meaning.
In short, it’s just three words, don’t mess with me!
As for Heizu, needless to say, his two-meter-tall figure alone gives people a strong sense of oppression. Even though his appearance looks a bit old, his colorful hair has a kind of
Strange contrast.
Coupled with the inherent bloodline pressure of the sacred beast Holy Qilin, ordinary warriors would spontaneously stay away just by standing there.
Therefore, both of them were so conspicuous, and Lin Mo didn't bother to dress up. After all, under the contrast between the two, even if he looked ordinary, he would become extremely extraordinary.
So at this moment, he was wearing a black brocade coat with silver patterns and an ordinary face. Under the protection of his left and right colored hair, he was helplessly heading towards the Tuting Territory step by step.
"Lin Er, what do you think of organizations like the Da Ting Alliance?" Lin Mo also saw a lot of fighting along the way. Although basic order was maintained in major towns, the fighting outside the city became more intense.
Lin Er subconsciously glanced at Heizu warily, feeling an inexplicable sense of intellectual superiority in his heart. He thought of a lot in response to Lin Mo's seemingly casual question.
Just because this is by no means an ordinary question, it is a test!
Especially since I asked myself this question but not Black Ancestor, this already shows some profound meaning!
Hei Zu glanced at Lin Er speechlessly, who knew that this dry little old man always looked wary of him, as if he was competing with him for favor.
If he hadn't noticed that Lin Laoer was also hiding his own strength, he would have transformed into the true form of Holy Qilin and beat him up himself.
Then I heard Lin Er say: "After the fall of the Ting Dynasty, the establishment of the alliance did play a key role in maintaining order in the entire territory.
Coupled with the previous chaos and fighting, all parties and the civilians are eager for peace.
But in my opinion, warriors themselves are the most restless factor. They may feel a little repelled by this kind of fighting after experiencing war after war.
But after experiencing a period of peaceful life, I began to miss the bloody time again.
And unlike the dynasty, the alliance has extremely strong binding force, so when Thousand Corpse God Yuzong and Paradise Gate launched an attack on Haoran Villa and Supreme Blood Red Square.
Many small and medium-sized forces have also begun to move restlessly.
Coupled with the fact that the main force of the Da Ting Alliance needs to deal with the invasion of foreign races, it is not surprising that the chaotic scene in Da Ting's territory is now.
In my opinion, when everything calms down, the alliance, if it still exists, will exist in name only."
Lin Mo nodded in agreement. When the alliance was first established, both Leng Chuluo and Lin Mo believed that the alliance could be maintained forever.
But facts have proven that even if the Great Skull Dynasty and the Great Mo Dynasty do not secretly cause trouble, the leaders of the major forces who have joined the alliance will one day become restless and take the initiative to split the alliance.
"By the way, the latest news came yesterday, the Supreme Blood Red House has been destroyed, right?"
Lin Er nodded: "The headquarters formation of the Supreme Blood Red Square has been broken. Some of the members inside have died and some have surrendered. As for the branch members scattered outside, it is said that they were all recovered by the Jiandai leader of the Dugu Demon Sect.
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In my opinion, this move cannot be said to be an advantage. Recruiting those members also means that the blood debt of the Supreme Blood Red House has also been transferred to Jian Wenqing.
Nowadays, the strength displayed by Bliss Tianmen and Thousand Corpse God Yuzong is extremely impressive. Although one-on-one they are inferior to Dugu Demon Sect, but together they are better than Dugu Demon Sect.
Unless Jian Wenqing is willing to hand over all the members of the Supreme Blood Red Fang, these three parties may be very hostile."
Lin Mo said softly: "I'm afraid Jian Wenqing has to do this. His wife is Yun Yanxin, the great elder of the Supreme Blood Red Square. This woman is very capable and has helped Jian Wenqing a lot.
If Jian Wenqing excludes those branch disciples of the Supreme Blood Red Square, I am afraid that even if Yun Yanxin does not fall out with him on the spot, there will be some estrangement between the two.
Moreover, Jian Wenqing is not completely in control of the Dugu Demon Sect today. I am afraid that he deliberately set up these two enemies and wanted to take the opportunity to divert internal conflicts and buy himself more time."
Lin Er nodded in agreement, and said with no concealment of praise: "Sure enough, Lord Tianwang has thought deeply about this. This is indeed something I did not consider.
Although the wisdom of Jian Wenqing is good, but compared with Lord Heavenly King, it is..."
"Stop, stop, stop, I understand what you are going to say next. I understand everything." Lin Mo was a little helpless. In fact, everyone likes to hear compliments, but he couldn't stand it when just a few words were just a compliment.
Lin Er also stopped temporarily and just raised his brows proudly at Hei Zu.
Heizu:?_?
Then the three of them came to a quaint small town, and Lin Er took the lead and headed to the inn to take care of everything.
Seeing this scene, Lin Mo felt nostalgic and said, "I once had a housekeeper, who was somewhat similar to Lin Er."
Heizu picked up a bunch of blue hair on his forehead and smoothed it, and said bluntly: "Are you still good at flattering?"
Lin Mo smiled and said: "That's not true, it's just that he is very rigorous in what he does.
Just like some tedious chores now, he can arrange them properly."
Heizu nodded as if he understood, and then asked in confusion: "What about the housekeeper?"
Lin Mo sighed lightly, but there was a trace of recollection in his eyes: "He is dead, I killed him myself."
Black Ancestor:(◎_◎;)
(See Chapter 547 for some details.)
At this moment, Lin Erji ran over in a dog-like manner, raised an eyebrow at Hei Ancestor, then approached Lin Mo and whispered softly: "My lord, everything has been arranged."
Lin Mo yawned subconsciously and nodded with satisfaction: "Lin Er, you and Heizu, just call me Young Master.
For now, you will temporarily serve as the housekeeper, and Heizu will serve as the bodyguard. Although I don’t mind others knowing about this trip, there is no need to take the initiative to reveal my identity."
Lin Er's expression was a little excited. It was obvious that the identities of the housekeeper and the guard had shown that he and Heizu had different statuses in Lin Mo's heart!
As the saying goes, the housekeeper is the young master's big cotton-padded jacket, caring and warm. As for the bodyguard, he is just a handyman.
In an instant, Lin Er began to feel proud again, while Hei Zu was thinking about what Lin Mo said before.
He once had a butler, and then he died. Lin Mo killed him himself.
At this time, he looked at Lin Er with a somewhat complicated expression.