Ten days later, the hunting operation officially ended, and the disciples returned to the agreed gathering place one after another.
There were more than 900 people at the beginning, but more than 600 people were gathered until this evening, and 280 disciples did not come back.
Most of them died in the fighting in the underground caves.
It has been taken over and controlled by the Qingyun Sect, and a lot of spiritual grass and crystals have been cleared out.
Although the loss was heavy, most of the disciples were still excited. They all gained something in the underground cave, and some of the disciples' gains made people jealous.
He Xiangtian's face was gloomy, and he sat in the corner with his team. They had gained the most that day, but after the chaos, not only did more than a dozen disciples be sacrificed, but there were only a lot of treasures left, and none of them could get a share. One, he was so angry that he had been hiding in the forest to recover from his injuries for the past ten days, and he didn't have the heart to continue hunting.
The culprit is the killer.
Where did it come from? Why kill Tang Baonan
The more He Xiangtian thought about it, the weirder he became, and the more aggrieved he was, I'm messing with someone!
"Let's go tomorrow!"
The five elders were not in a hurry to leave and decided to wait another night. Although every hunting operation has said in advance 'no waiting after expiration', but when it is really over, I will wait as much as possible. After all, they are all disciples of the Qingyun Sect, and they cannot just abandon them.
During the night, disciples came back one after another, and most of them were very embarrassed. When they saw that the elders were still here, they all bowed to express their gratitude. There are still three days' journey from here to Qing Yunzong. If they are allowed to run back by themselves, they may encounter some danger.
"Where is Qin Ming? Dead?" A disciple beside He Xiangtian suddenly said.
"Qin Ming?" He Xiangtian raised his gloomy eyes and almost forgot about that kid.
"Which one of you has caught Qin Ming?" A disciple went around and asked all the disciples of the Great Elder's faction, but they all shook their heads.
Someone sneered: "Maybe he died early, with his strength, and being alone, it's no wonder he survived."
"I met Qin Ming ten days ago, and I was living in a mess." The member of Tang Baonan's team said. There were originally eight people in their team, but now there are only four left. Even the captain, Tang Baonan, died in the cave. What's frustrating is that they don't even know who killed them.
"Didn't catch him?" He Xiangtian frowned slightly, why didn't he catch him
"Let him run away." They didn't want to talk about what happened that day, it would be embarrassing to say it.
Someone said: "Qin Ming hasn't come back so far, maybe he died in the mouth of that monster."
They didn't care about Qin Ming, they were all resentful about the underground cave that day, and hated that masked bastard to the bone.
next morning.
"Almost everyone who should have come has come back, let's go." The elders counted the number of people, 683 people, and 235 disciples did not come back.
Some elders deliberately looked for Qin Ming's shadow, but shook their heads in disappointment. It seemed that He Xiangtian and the others dealt with it. Alas, the great elder has not executed Qin Ming for eight years. Why is he acquiescing to his disciple now? Is it because it feels useless, or is it because Qin Ming's talent has stimulated the Great Elder? Poor child, poor Qin family.
Ling Xue looked back at the dense forest silently, he hasn't come back yet, where did he go
"Senior Sister Lingxue, we should go back." Yaoshan disciple urged her.
Ling Xue stared in a daze for a while, then turned and walked into the team.
"I don't seem to have seen Qin Ming."
"Did he die in the forest?"
"Oh, poor man, no luck. Born in the city lord's mansion, well-clothed and well-fed, rich and honored, but just when he was sensible, his family was ruined and his family was destroyed. He was taken to Qingyun Sect as a servant. After all the hard work, he became a spiritual martial artist, and died. In the forest."
"Ming is the word for life. Whoever has it in their name will not live long."
"It deserves it. Who made him brazenly say that he wanted to participate in the hunting operation? He knew that someone was going to kill him."
"It's been eight years, and I almost died many times, but he forced me to come over in the end. This time I should really die."
The other disciples also noticed that Qin Ming hadn't come back, some regretted it, some ridiculed it.
That's how life is.
They all guessed that He Xiangtian and others might have murdered Qin Ming, but no one was stupid enough to talk too much. It's just a small servant, it has nothing to do with their life, at most it's a topic of conversation after dinner.
"Let's go!" The elders ordered again, and the team set off in a mighty way.
The disciples exchanged excitedly along the way, some were glad that they had completed the hunt, some were happy that the harvest was good, and some were exchanging experience and promised to come back next time.
I looked back several times on Lingxue Road, but didn't find Qin Ming's figure.
The other disciples gradually forgot Qin Ming, and they died as soon as they died, so they wouldn't be sad for him. Instead, they were interested in how Qingyunzong would deal with the 200,000 slaves in Daqingshan. The reason why those people were slaves honestly was partly because a young city lord was detained and had no way to resist. Now that the young city lord is dead, the two Will 100,000 people still live in peace
"Well, if Qin Ming is really dead, many people will still be involved." Some elders whispered, when Qin Ming was alive, no one would care, but if he really died, the suzerain, elder Mu Bai, etc. It's not easy to explain.
Two days later in the evening, a fierce battle suddenly appeared in the dense forest ahead, and the roar of monsters was very ear-splitting.
All the disciples looked around, could it be that the mercenary team was hunting monsters? During the hunting operation, they really didn't want to meet the mercenary team, but now they were confident and looked there with great interest.
The elder walking in the front waved his hand to signal the team to stop, and looked ahead coldly, not wanting to cause trouble.
After a while, accompanied by a loud rumbling noise, a majestic iron-skinned ox flew horizontally and smashed towards the front of the team. Its huge body repeatedly slammed into the thick trees. The boom continued, the trees shook, and the branches and leaves flew around. The scene was exciting.
Many female disciples exclaimed, barbaric! !
A figure rushed over, punching the bull.
The barbarian wobbled, screamed in horror, and ran away in fear.
The man tossed in the air, swung his fists violently, with majestic momentum, and his rotating fists carried a strong wind. However, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the mighty crowd next to him. The barbarian passed by, the fist didn't land on its head, but shattered the boulder next to it.
The man looked at the team in surprise, and the team also looked at him in a daze.
"How did you get here?" the man wondered.
"Qin Ming?" Many people in the team looked at him in surprise.
The iron-skinned ox retrieved its life from the iron fist, neighed twice at Qin Ming, and fled into the dense forest.
"Stop it, that's dinner!" Qin Ming shouted.
A long knife soared into the sky, the knife's aura soared to the sky, piercing to the bone, and slashed at the iron bull.
"Pfft!"
Blood splashed, and the long knife easily split through the hard armor of the iron bull.
The bull groaned and fell to the ground, unable to get up again.
Kill with one blow!
The chaos stopped, but the atmosphere was a little weird.
Tieshanhe walked out of the team and took his big knife: "I have a share of this dinner."
Qin Ming patted the gravel and dust on his body, looked at the quiet team: "You...shouldn't you go back?"
"Why are you here!" Someone wondered, it was really Qin Ming!
"I was still in the innermost part of the officiant mountain a few days ago, and I couldn't catch up with the assembly. I guess you might not wait for me, so you didn't arrive at the assembly point, and went back to Qingyunzong by yourself. You... why are you slower than me?"
He didn't intend to join the team, and planned to go back after practicing all the way, and try to stay in the mountains for a few days as much as possible.
Another reason is that he was still a little afraid of seeing Ling Xue, a disciple of Yaoshan, and didn't know how to face it.
Someone in the team laughed lightly: "This kid's life is really hard, he just can't die, hehe."
"Return to the team!" an elder shouted coldly.
"Yes!" Qin Ming noticed the strange faces of many disciples, but he didn't take it seriously, and muttered in his heart, I won't die, I'm mad at you.