At this moment in the water hall, Shui Yihan reached out to pick up the wine bottle and poured it directly into his mouth. The base Qiong Yao standing along the corner of his mouth was also licked into his mouth by his scarlet tongue.
"Xiao Ni, where are you?"
"Master, we have arrived at Sunrise City. Master, do you really want to do this?"
"If I don't do it, Xu Luo's plan will come true. Before I die, I don't want Shuitang to surrender to the Holy Church, nor do I want Shuitang to suffer such chaos. Besides, I don't want to see anything happen to Xiao Ni.
Hum hum, Xu Luo has actually put such thoughts on our heads and wants to accept the great gift I gave him."
Having said this, Shui Yihan smiled and said nothing, but the bursts of coughing that came instantly caused a person in the darkness to hurriedly come to his side and pat his back gently, hoping to relieve the pain.
the other person’s pain.
"Go ahead and inform Xuanwu that it's time to move."
After a while, Shui Yihan stretched out his hand and stopped the woman buried in the black cloak. He raised the corner of his mouth with a mocking smile and said softly.
"Here, master."
In an instant, the man in black disappeared from the house, and he didn't know how she left this place. It was really weird.
In the realm of the Holy Temple, looking at the decaying villages around him, the Holy Elder felt unhappy. Looking at the once glorious Temple space, it was now destroyed by the disciples of the Fire Hall. The Holy Elder wanted to kill those who were plundering everywhere.
A disciple of the Fire Hall who had many resources, but unfortunately for the safety of the Holy Lord around him, he could only hold back the anger in his heart and did not dare to take action.
"Want to kill them?"
"Well, yes, I wish I could eat their flesh and blood alive. Holy Lord, you see, they were still children, and they were slaughtered by these Fire Hall disciples. Why? Why are they so heartless? Could it be that they surrendered and considered themselves slaves?
In exchange for temporary peace?"
"If you were leading the Templar disciples behind enemy lines and without any resources, would you lead the crowd to plunder like this?"
"I?"
"Yes, right? Then you are behind enemy lines. Even if these people are willing to become your slaves, will you leave with them?"
"I?"
"No, because they are a burden to you, a big burden, because you don't need them at all. They don't help you at all. On the contrary, taking them with you will slow you down.
Does your itinerary affect your march plan?"
The old saint was speechless. Indeed, if he thought about it from his perspective, if he were leading the disciples of the Temple and were in the current situation of the disciples of the Fire Hall, he would probably do the same thing, plunder and massacre, because they need to survive.
.
"The fault is not theirs, but the war. A meaningless war should not have started. Soldiers are a major matter of the country, the place of life and death, and the way of survival. We must pay attention to them."
"That's why the Holy Lord doesn't want to start a war? But even though the Holy Lord doesn't want to, others may not be willing to do it. Everything is fine with the Holy Lord."
"Then let's kill. If we have different ways, we should not conspire against each other. The right way to kill should be in accordance with my way."
Um? Listening to Wei Yang's words, the Holy Lao was completely speechless. Just now he was saying that war should not be started lightly, but then he turned around and said, "Kill for justice?" What is the truth? There seems to be some truth.
?
Just when the old saint thought carefully about Wei Yang's words and felt more and more reasonable in his heart, a group of Huotang's enemies in front had already returned with their loads. Looking at those pure women, they were obviously unmarried girls.
Meng Yaoqin couldn't bear it and squeezed Wei Yang's arm because of the look of despair in her eyes as she was restrained and moved forward sadly.
“Can’t stand it anymore?”
"Um?"
"Then let's fight."
In an instant, Wei Yang rushed towards the hundreds of Huotang guards. He raised his sword and saw that dozens of people were already lying in a pool of blood. Moreover, the enemy's head was split into two halves with the sword.
, just in time to annihilate the godhead and life at the same time. Such a cruel move made everyone who was about to rush out also be stunned, and said in their hearts: How cruel.
As soon as the sword was lifted and fell, Wei Yang had completely rushed into the enemy group. Wei Yang, who was like a vicious wolf, only then made everyone understand what it means to be a butcher with blood splattering five steps in a rage.
The old sage never thought that Wei Yang, who had always shown kindness to others and was unwilling to fight with others, would act so cruelly.
"Wei Yang once taught his disciples: Treat your friends like a spring breeze, treat your enemies like a chill to the bones, and even let your enemies know what it means to be on pins and needles. Even if you can't kill the opponent, you must make the opponent dare not provoke you, and every day
We have to live in fear every day, otherwise we should not regard them as enemies."
After Meng Yaoqin said these words, she also held a long sword and rushed into the enemy group. Such words made the saint's eyes show a look of extreme surprise. After tasting it carefully, she felt that this was
Golden words of wisdom.
As everyone rushed to kill, before they had a cup of tea, all the weak enemies were killed here, accompanied by bursts of crying and the girl with a blank look in her eyes. Wei Yang also felt this.
Shaking his head slightly, even if he could save these girls, there would be no way out for these girls.
"What to do with them?"
The old saint looked at these girls and couldn't bear it, but he had no way to properly place them in this area behind enemy lines.
"Huh? Take them to Sunrise City? Maybe at this time, there might be a paradise."
After all, he couldn't be cruel and abandon these poor girls. Wei Yang could only deal with it in this way. He just hoped that there would be less trouble along the way and not delay everyone's schedule. Although taking these girls has already delayed a lot
time, but Wei Yang still hopes to have less trouble.
Fortunately, these girls knew the path well, and some of them briefly came out of their sorrow and helped others hunt and cook along the way, which was not useless at all.
Moreover, these girls are familiar with this place and can shorten the distance a lot on some remote roads. They can also avoid the teams that plunder the fire hall everywhere. Between a peck and a drink, it can be regarded as a blessing or a misfortune.
In addition, Cuizhu had nothing to do, so he got involved with these girls. On the one hand, he dispelled the sadness of the girls, and on the other hand, he also taught them survival skills.
Although many of them do not have the talent for cultivation, they secretly want to go in the direction of Sheng Yun's disciples. As long as they undergo some practical experience, they may become low-level personnel collecting intelligence.
This was beyond the expectations of Wei Yang, Sheng Lao and others, but when he saw Cuizhu teaching the girls with great interest, Wei Yang did not stop him.
When they saw those women, they slowly showed a slight smile, and used their hatred for Huotang as a motivation for them to study. This made the women learn faster, and their comprehension skills were also very good, and they were even more effective.
The few people who were able to practice really made Cuizhu extremely happy. Wei Yang also let the other party go about their business and ignored the other party's teachings and teachings.
Along the way, Wei Yang sometimes got interested and told Cuizhu all the methods of cultivating fine craftsmanship in his memory, which made Cuizhu even more delighted to implement them on these women. It was quite fun along the way.