In the early hours of midnight, five hundred disciples of the Qingyun Sect who were scattered deep in the forest received an order to gather in secret.
They are all disciples of the Great Elder's faction, and it can be said that they are dead soldiers trained by the Great Elder over the years. They have been scattered in the forest all year round to experience and grow, and rarely return to the sect without special events.
In the dark, the three hundred disciples all changed into ordinary clothes, put away the Qing Yunzong logo, their hair was messed up, their clothes were torn, and they pretended to be bandits.
"The Great Elder has trained you for many years, and it's time for you to serve."
"Remember your slogan, be absolutely loyal to the Great Elder, and only be loyal to the Great Elder."
"This operation is absolutely confidential, and it will be forgotten forever afterwards."
"Target, Daqingshan!"
"The 100th team, massacre everyone in the Qin family, the 200th team, stop the Qin family's guards, the 300th team?? Ignition?? Looting?? Kill the miners..."
"Set off!!"
The man in black ordered coldly, and disappeared into the darkness of the dense forest first.
The three hundred disciples all put on their masks, exchanged glances, and dispersed one by one. A group of more than ten people, a team of a hundred people, galloped at full speed. They were like arrows leaving the string, piercing into the deep forest. Quietly, but with a strong killing intent.
Somewhere in the forest farther away.
Huyan Zhuozhuo waited for his team in the agreed valley.
Five hundred killer troops from the Huyan family—Shadow Blade!
They were on the road day and night, all out of breath and very tired, but their eyes were sharp and murderous, like sharp knives out of their scabbards, showing their sharpness.
They all wore the same mask, with black stripes on a white background, eerily eerie.
"Young master! All five hundred killers of the Shadow Blade Army are in place, under the order of the Patriarch, to be assigned by you."
The leading man walked like a dragon and walked like a tiger, majestic, knelt down on one knee, and handed the 'Shadow Blade' token to Huyan Zhuozhuo.
As the most elite assassination force of the Huyan family, they have been out all year round, but five days ago they suddenly received an order from the patriarch to rush to Yunluo Forest at full speed to meet the young master Huyan Zhuozhuo who is far away in the Qingyun sect. As for what to do, the patriarch did not mention .
Huyan Zhuozhuo no longer had an ordinary smile, and was serious and cold: "Put away the family crest! Take off the mask! Set off immediately, the target...Daqingshan!"
"Master, please instruct the task!"
Hu Yanzhuozhuo's eyes were slightly condensed, murderous intent burst forth: "Save people, kill people!"
"Let's go!" The captain shouted loudly. The team set off immediately without rest.
The next morning, Qing Yunzong assembled a team and waited for Qin Ming outside the mountain gate.
They will accompany Qin Ming to Daqingshan, be responsible for the safety on the road, and hand over to Elder Leng Zhibai in the mining area.
It was a normal arrangement at first, but when Qin Ming saw the people inside, he was secretly on guard.
There were only fifty people in this team, basically all of them were members of the Great Elder faction, including Elder Wu who led the team, and He Xiangtian in the team.
Elder Wu explained bluntly: "Don't think too much, we won't harm you, we are in charge of handing over to Leng Zhibai. Elder Leng Zhibai has a bad temper, and I'm afraid others won't be able to suppress it. Go to a lot of trouble."
Standing on the stone steps of the mountain gate, Qin Ming first asked, "Where is the seal of pardon?"
"On my body."
"give me."
"It's safer with me."
"I am the Lord of Thunder Ancient City, so I should announce it, what do you think?" Qin Ming replied bluntly.
Elder Wu looked at Qin Ming, who met his gaze without giving in.
After a while, Elder Wu took out the pardon seal and threw it at Qin Ming. "Although you are now a disciple of Jin Ling, but the realm is after all the Ninth Heaven of Spiritual Martial Arts, it is best to be humble."
He Xiangtian also said: "Don't know what is good or bad, do you think I am willing to go to Daqingshan with you?"
"If you don't want to, you can stay. I have legs and can walk."
"you??"
Elder Wu interrupted: "Stop arguing. The Great Elder has already stated that the past grievances and grievances will be wiped out. We will not mess with you again, and you should stop being so contradictory."
Qin Ming opened the printed book, checked it carefully, and put it next to him after confirming that it was correct: "Okay, of course, I don't hold grudges."
You don't hold a grudge? Do you believe what you say? They rolled their eyes.
Caiyi suddenly ran from a distance, carrying a small burden: "Wait for me, wait for me."
"What are you doing here?"
"I'll go too!" Caiyi ran over with a smile, and finally waited until Lei Ting Ancient City was pardoned, how could she miss the opportunity, of course she had to go to congratulate in person.
"You stay, I can do it myself."
"No, I'm going."
"There may be dangers on the road, and I can't take care of them."
"I need your care, I am the Seventh Heaven of Spiritual Martial Arts."
"Wait a moment, I'll send her back." Qin Ming greeted Elder Wu and the others, and dragged Caiyi back to the sect.
Elder Wu and the others don't look good, waiting for you? Are you serious about yourself
Qin Ming persuaded Caiyi to go down by talking and talking, and turned his head to Yaoshan.
With his current status as Jin Ling's disciple, he can enter and exit Medicine Mountain at will.
Going around, I came to the medicine garden halfway up the mountain. Many Yaoshan disciples saw him on the road, but no one stopped him, they just looked at him from a distance with complicated eyes. A person who was once looked down upon by them has now left them far behind. As a disciple of Jin Ling, the city lord, and the honor of the tea party, Qin Ming can be said to be the highest rank among the new generation of disciples of Qingyun Sect!
"You looking for me?" Ling Xue walked out of the wooden house, cold and indifferent. The medicine garden is shrouded in mist and fragrance of medicine, and it is as beautiful as a fairyland. She is like a cold fairy in it, hazy and beautiful.
"Please do me a favor." Qin Ming smiled.
"Ask me? Do you, Qin Ming, sometimes ask for help?" Lingxue's voice was cold, her face was as delicate as jade behind the veil, and her red lips were moist.
"Take a walk and enjoy the scenery. It may not be a big deal, or it may be a little accident. Don't worry, I guarantee your safety."
"Not in the mood." Ling Xue turned around and wanted to go back.
"Don't, just take it as a favor, I owe you a favor."
"What's the matter?"
Qin Ming pursed his lips: "Someone wants to kill me."
Ling Xue stood in front of the door for a while: "Are you going back to Daqingshan today?"
"Well. If I stay in Qingyunzong for one more day, my relatives will suffer for one more day. Besides, it's meaningless for me to stay. Do I get hated?" Qin Ming said with a smile.
"Hold on."
Outside the mountain gate, Elder Wu and the others waited left and right, and finally waited for Qin Ming to come, and were about to reprimand them, only to be surprised to see Ling Xue following Qin Ming.
He Xiangtian frowned, why is she here
Many disciples in the team exchanged glances. Lingxue is Elder Yaoshan's direct disciple and has a special status. With her present, how can she do anything on the way
Qin Ming walked over with Ling Xue: "I met Senior Sister Ling Xue on the road, and she insisted on going to Daqing Mountain to witness my Qin family's pardon. Elder Wu doesn't mind how many people are in the team, right?"
Ling Xue gave him a blank stare, do I have to go
Elder Wu took a deep look at Qin Ming: "I don't mind. Everyone is here, let's go!!"
(It's going to be on the shelves today, let's start with a chapter to solve the problem, and the rest of the vip update will be around ten o'clock in the evening. This is a strictly stipulated time, and the mouse can't be the master.)