One thing to say, this mission is actually very different from the missions Lin Xiaolu has been exposed to in the past.
In the past, Lin Xiaolu always went out with others to do whatever he did, but this time he really acted alone, with a very single purpose, which was to kill and save people.
According to the news from Quanzhen, Xiu Ye Zongchun is currently operating with the Japanese monks and the Japanese army in the Zhou Kingdom of Sichuan and the Kingdom of Jin in the hinterland of China. These three countries are where Lin Xiaolu wants to go.
He left that night and took the elixir given by Sun Tangliang. He did not see Jiang Ning. Just like when Jiang Ning left, he only left a letter for Jiang Ning and then went on the road in the dark.
The long love between children may not be very suitable in this era of war. Most people living in such an era tend to bury their emotions in their hearts and bury their hearts in a place where spring flowers are blooming.
After all, in this era, many times, a short separation is eternity, but Lin Xiaolu believes that everyone who has appeared in his life will meet again sooner or later.
Just like Uncle Zhang Yong, Xiao Shuanzi, Dad and Mom, they will definitely be thinking about themselves happily somewhere in the world~
At night, at the silent Datang Pass, the young man carried a bag of dry food and gold ingots. Just like when he left Emei, he waved to Ye Qingluan and Ah Yi who came to see him off, and then simply left.
This is often the beginning of a new era.
A bleak night, a lonely young man, an ordinary package, a simple farewell.
And from this moment on, a magnificent new era opens up, and the journey to becoming famous all over the world begins. A thing called a miracle, from this moment... officially begins!
Ye Qingluan, who was seeing him off, looked at Lin Xiaolu's retreating figure and couldn't help but recall the past.
When she was very young, she also watched her young junior brother leave with such reluctance. The junior brother smiled and shouted at her who was crying at the time:
"Senior sister, I will definitely go out and do something great. Just wait for me."
Looking back on the past, Ye Qingluan took a deep breath, and then sighed at Lin Xiaolu's disappearing back:
"Xiaolu, become an assassin who will make Japanese people afraid!"
Beside him, Ah Yi was eating the chicken drumsticks Lin Xiaolu left for him and said vaguely:
"Brother Lu is too unqualified to stay in Emei for the rest of his life. He should go to heaven."
Ye Qingluan heard this, thought for a moment, and then punched Ah Yi, causing his nose to bleed.
At the same time, somewhere in China, in a wilderness.
Wugou, who was dressed in pure white monk robes, looked at the city in front of him with doubts on his face, while Liu Yuniang beside him also looked wary.
"Master, the smell of blood is so strong."
Wugou nodded, and then he and Liu Yuniang entered the city gate.
At this moment, several corpses were lying at the city gate, which were soldiers guarding the city.
The soldiers' bodies were covered with knife marks, which were horrific and shocking.
When Wu Gu saw the corpse, his usually gentle eyes suddenly condensed, and then he suddenly flew towards the city.
As they flew all the way, the streets and alleys were filled with countless corpses of mortals, and every corpse was covered with frightening traces of torture. It was hard to imagine what kind of torture these ordinary people had suffered during their lives.
Even Liu Yuniang, who had eaten countless people, frowned at this sight.
She used to be a monster, but she always swallowed people in one bite and never tortured them. But these corpses in front of her were different. They were deliberately played with during their lifetime. She even saw many naked female corpses. Lying naked on the street, with wounds and sword marks all over his body, and...
Was this done by a human being?
Even a monster myself can't do such a thing!
She looked at Wu Guan while flying, and was startled when she saw that he had a gloomy face and said nothing.
This is the first time she has seen this expression on her master's face since she met her little master. In her impression, her silly little master always looks gentle and gentle no matter what he does, but at this moment, this look in his eyes... It's almost killing people!
"Woo~"
In the sky, as the two were flying, a loud cry of a baby suddenly sounded from the southwest, along with the harsh laughter of a man and the desperate scream of a woman!
Wu Guo's eyes tightened, and he immediately turned around and flew towards the place where the incident occurred. His speed was so fast that Liu Yuniang couldn't keep up.
His flying speed was extremely fast, his spiritual power surged wildly, and he arrived at the scene of the incident almost instantly. The scene he saw next made Wu Guo, who had always been compassionate in his heart, tear his eyes open!
When Liu Yuniang arrived at the scene, she was completely stunned.
In the blood-stained courtyard, Wu Kuai's back was turned to her. The monk's robe, which had always been as white as snow, was stained with dark red blood and looked particularly dazzling.
For a long time, Wu Gu turned half of his face, and his delicate face was stained with bright red blood drops.
Seeing this scene, Liu Yuniang stepped back a few steps, her beautiful eyes surprised:
"Master, you"
Wugou smiled bitterly, and his smile was extremely sad:
"Disciple, today, as my master, I will no longer become a Buddha~"
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"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, the palm dyed with black nails passed through the old man's chest and came out from behind. Large areas of blood spurted out. The heart held in the palm was still trembling slightly, and the wrist covered with blood was still hanging. Beads that have become red.
"grandfather!"
"Master!"
"father!"
The men, women, and children who were held down by the Japanese monks screamed, but the old monk didn't care at all. Instead, he smiled gently and said to the old man in front of him:
"Sect Master Huang, please rest in peace."
The old man who had lost his heart opened his mouth, his eyes were blank, and he could only murmur helplessly: "Let go...my...family..."
The old monk nodded with a smile, and then crushed the old man's heart.
"Plop" the old man fell to the ground weakly, and died with his eyes wide open in despair.
After killing the person, Xiu Ye Zongchun shook his hands full of blood with satisfaction, then looked compassionately at the family members who collapsed and cried, and said to the subordinates around him in Japanese:
"Leave no one behind."
"Ha Yi!" The subordinates nodded.
In the elegant courtyard, Xiu Ye Zongchun listened to the continuous screams and wandered leisurely for a while, admiring this Chinese courtyard full of elegant art. Finally, his eyes fell on a pear tree bearing fruit. .
He raised his hand to pick a pear from the tree, and ate it with big mouthfuls of blood.
Halfway through the meal, a monk in the Dan Formation Realm flew from a distance, holding a dark ball in his hand, landed next to him and said respectfully:
"Host, collect the resentful spirits."
The old monk ate the blood-stained pear and nodded vaguely:
"Collect the resentful spirits of mortals and monks separately. After the people inside die, collect theirs and send them to the Ghost King Sect."
"Understood!" The monk nodded.
The old monk continued to eat pears leisurely, laughing while eating:
"Fellow Taoist E will still do his best to use the resentful spirits of the Chinese people to deal with the Chinese people and make them kill each other in disguise. Tsk, tsk, tsk, this poor monk is not as good as him."
After joking, he threw the half-eaten pear to the monk and said lazily:
"I've rewarded you with pears, don't waste them."
"Thank you, Master!" The monk took the pear and ate it with big mouthfuls, not daring to dislike the blood on it.
Soon, the screams in the courtyard gradually disappeared, and a group of Japanese monks walked out with blood stains all over their bodies, and followed Xiu Ye Zongchun out of the sect's main hall.
At this moment, the square outside the main hall is full of corpses of disciples of this sect. The disgusting smell of blood is soaring into the sky, and their plasma is spread all over the sect, leaving people with nowhere to go, like a vast Red blood table.
Xiu Ye Zongchun stood in front of a group of Japanese monks, turned his head and looked at the plaque of "Liang Yi Sect" on the temple, and then smashed it with a palm.
Afterwards, he left with his subordinates, and at the same time took out the paper and pen from the Najie, and crossed out the Liang Yi Sect recorded on the paper.
Well, it’s time to go to the next sect.
