The sun was setting in the west, and the sunlight passed through the carved window lattice and cast golden spots on the ground.
Lu Chen was sitting in the main room. They were temporarily resting at Hongye's house, waiting for Master Zheng's signal.
There is a map spread out on the table. Wang Tu has already explored clearly. There are many ambushes and traps in the pine forest path, making it difficult to break through.
"This Baishui Cliff is formed in a staircase shape. It is the best terrain to break through. It must be heavily guarded. It needs to be broken down in a short time. Can we people really do it?"
Song Yu stood behind him, her brows almost knitted together, biting her nails subconsciously, thinking about ways to break the situation.
On the way here, she learned about the situation through Lu Chen and understood that if they failed to break through successfully, Master Zheng would launch a fierce attack and engage in a war of attrition.
And that meant that a large number of people would sacrifice, especially the brothers from Songshan Camp, which she didn't want to see.
"When the operation officially begins, Mr. Zheng will launch a feint attack to reduce resistance for us." Lu Chen clicked on the map and pursed his lips tightly. "We must break into the Yushan Sword Sect within three hours."
At this time, laughter came from the yard, and Li Baishan was seen holding a piece of paper, "Xiaofang, this is the thirty-seventh letter I wrote to you. How are you in your hometown?"
Li Baishan stood in the sunshine and said with a wicked smile: "Old Wang, can't you tell, you actually wrote thirty-seven letters?"
"Give it back to me right now, I'll beat you up carefully." Wang Tu's face turned red, he snatched the piece of paper away, lay on the stone table and continued writing.
Li Baishan stood behind Guan Chen again. He was the youngest among the nine people. He was covering the paper and writing something with red ears.
"Xiaoguan, why are you writing to your mother again? Xiaoqing in the village doesn't care." Li Baishan stood behind him with his hands behind his back.
His behavior clearly aroused public outrage. Wang Tu slapped his pen and said, "Li Baishan, I can't stand you for a long time. Brothers, be gentle with him!"
Lu Chen looked at the people playing in the yard and asked curiously, "What are they writing?"
Song Yu looked at the people in the sun, a softness flashed in his eyes, and replied: "The rules of Songshan Camp are that whenever there is a war, as long as you have time, you must leave a suicide note."
Lu Chen was startled, and saw everyone laughing and pushing Li Baishan to the ground, with proud smiles on their faces.
"If there were no sacrifices in the battle, this suicide note would be preserved and sealed in their own closet, with the expectation that it would never be taken out."
Song Yu took a deep breath and showed a gentle smile.
Lu Chen walked into the sunshine, turned around and said to Song Yu, "Since I brought you up the mountain, I will be responsible for bringing you down safely."
Next, you need to wait patiently for Master Zheng’s signal.
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In the dim cave, wriggling tentacles crawled all over the walls, secreting something as white as rice grains.
Mr. Cha looked at the inhuman monsters in the cell. Those ferocious beasts hit the fence one after another, and they did not stop even if their heads were broken and bleeding, and they bared their teeth at him.
As the monsters on both sides rioted, the manic atmosphere made the entire cave become oppressive, and the air seemed to be solidified, full of the smell of rotten flesh.
These strangely fused monsters are clearly the villagers of Xiahe Village, but they have lost their minds and cannot be called human beings.
The weirdness integrated into their bodies will use flesh and blood as nourishment to release more powerful power. This is why Lord Cha does not directly summon the weirdness.
Touching the fence with his white fingers, he walked towards the depths of the cave. In the center of the crimson light, a burly figure stood quietly.
The man was three meters tall, covered in green scales, and his muscles were built like a fortress, slowly relaxing with his long breathing.
The thick tail swung, with red-gold saber teeth at the end, passing over the hard stone wall, cutting it open like tofu.
His eyebrows are high and convex, with hard prismatic lines, his cheeks are thin, and his cheekbones are prominent.
On its head are two sharp horns with strange spiral patterns, exuding an extremely evil aura, and the tips are like lava.
"Master Yun, how does it feel to perfectly integrate the saber-toothed beast?" Master Zha turned the animal bones on his wrist and looked at his work with satisfaction.
"I have stepped into the realm of Taoism. This feeling is extremely wonderful. But..." Yun He looked down at Master Zha, his vertical pupils filled with murderous intent, and his right claw instantly cut through the stone wall.
"You shouldn't have turned me into such a monster, I'm a human being!"
The sharp claws, which were the size of cattail leaf fans, instantly cut open large rocks. Master Zha's figure was torn apart by him and quietly appeared further away.
Master Zha shook the dust off his chest and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Compared to this, you should worry about Yun Xiaojian."
"What did you do to my son?" Yunhe was furious, breathing hot breath, and lines of magma appeared on his chest, making the entire cave hot.
"Xiao Jian was killed in Xiahe Village. It was the boy named Lu Chen." Master Zha chuckled, "They were preparing to attack Baishui Cliff."
"I suddenly regret that I shouldn't have let you come to my Yushan Sword Sect." Yunhe's eyes were bloodshot, and the sharp fangs in his mouth extended out.
From the beginning, he fell into the opponent's trap. Whether it was the fusion of the saber-tooth beast or the death of his son, it was inseparable from the man in front of him.
"I will guard this road, and I will avenge the murder of my son." Yun He's eyes were full of ferociousness, and flames were spitting out of his mouth. "We will settle this account after it is over."
"I will leave some of these monsters for you. If they are allowed to open Baishui Cliff, the Yushan Sword Sect will not be able to bear it." Master Zha turned and left.
Amidst those crazy roars, he walked straight out of the cave, and then the rocks under his feet softened, turning like scarlet flesh.
The squirming flesh and blood devoured him, and when he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in a sealed stone chamber.
The faint blue light illuminated the narrow stone room. The smile on Master Zha's face no longer appeared, and his eyes became gentle. In front of him was a crystal coffin.
The crystal coffin stands in the center of the stone chamber, with mysterious blood lines underneath. The stones under your feet are like living creatures, slowly squirming.
Inside the coffin was a white-haired girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a long aqua dress, and her snow-white feet were arched, like fine jade.
Her eyebrows are also snow-white, her face is somewhat similar to Master Cha, her skin is as frosty as snow, and she lies quietly in the crystal coffin, like a perfect porcelain doll.
Lord Cha pressed the crystal coffin with his palm, as if caressing the girl's cheek, and murmured softly: "Sister, today is your birthday, I have a gift."
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Qianren Mountain is located in the northwest of Liangshan County, with a wide pipeline leading directly to the foot of the mountain.
When the sun was setting in the west, a group of men and horses came galloping from afar. These men were wearing armor and carrying swords at their waists, and they were fierce among them.
A team of several hundred people camped at the foot of the mountain, like a sharp knife aimed at the majestic mountain peak ahead.
The precipitous mountain peaks are like sharp arrows, with rolling forests on both sides. Only a narrow mountain road in the middle leads to the mountain gate in a winding way.
There are barbed fences along the way, and there are many hidden sentries in the forest on the roadside. At the gate of Yushan Jianpai, there are straight and steep cliffs on both sides.
It was as if a sharp arrow had cut off the middle of the mountain, forming a narrow line of sky.
At this moment, on the top of the mountain, a team was patrolling back and forth. From time to time, people looked down, and everyone had traces of strange fusion on their bodies.
Lei Yang looked at the heavily guarded mountain gate and couldn't help but sigh, "This kind of terrain is like one man's defense. How can we fight up to it?"
Xu Yan was leaning against the tree trunk, playing with the hairpin in his hand, "Come here and see how my hairpin looks like. I bought it when I saw it on the road. I will take it back when we are done here."
"What kind of hairpin are you looking at at this time? Cheer up. If you are not careful today, Thousand Blades Mountain will become our burial place." Lei Yang frowned.
Xu Yan smiled and put the hairpin in his arms, heading down the mountain road that can be called the road of death, "Since joining the Zhiguai Division, isn't this how we all have been here?"
Lei Yang was silent, looking at the red fish suit on his body, "I don't know, but I always want to go back alive..."
The setting sun was like blood, and the afterglow shone on Mr. Zheng's face. He frowned and looked at the steep mountain, "Commander Song, if you are forced to capture it, how sure do you think you are?"
Commander Song shook his head and pointed at the two people on the top of the mountain, "If there weren't those two, Mr. Zheng and I would team up and defeat the Yushan Sword Sect without any problem."
On the top of the peak, there were two people looking at them, the one on the left was shrouded in a hood, and the one on the right was a man with white hair.
These two people were calm and relaxed, looking at each other from afar, they were both in the Taoist realm.
Having said this, Commander Song looked at his men, "With those two Taoist realms, we must be prepared to suffer heavy losses in this encirclement and suppression."
"I don't think so, maybe there will be a miracle." Mr. Zheng stroked his beard and looked in the direction of Baishui Cliff.
Commander Song understood what he meant, "You are talking about the team led by Lu Chen. It is a good way to attack from the front and back and make the other side focus on one thing and lose the other. The premise is..."
"Lu Chen and the others can break through Baishui Cliff, but Mr. Zheng, you should understand that the chance of breaking through that line of defense is less than 10%."
How could the opponent no longer set up defenses there if he knew his own weakness? If he were to command the Yushan Sword Sect, Baishui Cliff would not be a weakness.
Instead, it will become a dead end, and anyone who dares to break through from there will surely receive the most violent blow.
"I don't understand what you're saying." Mr. Zheng squinted his eyes. The sun sank into the mountains and his face fell into darkness. "If we can do it, we can save hundreds of lives."
Having said this, his eyes brightened, "I'm more willing to trust that kid Lu Chen for a while."
After that, he reached out to take the torch, looked at Thousand Blades Mountain shrouded in darkness, and an old but powerful voice said, "Let them take action."
Phew, bang!
A bright firework rushed into the sky and exploded in the sky, forming a gorgeous firework.
In Xiahe Village, fireworks bloomed in the deep sky, and five-colored rays of light fell on Lu Chen's face. He took a deep breath and whispered: "Let's go!"
