As soon as the eyes made of gray mist reacted, before he could do anything else, he found that his eyes suddenly became illusory, the surroundings became dark, and there were strands of terrifying shouts coming from unknown places.
Upon discovering the change in the environment, the deputy leader of Mengxing Sect did not have any mood swings, but he had a clear understanding in his heart:
I shouldn't show hostility.
Vaguely, a ray of light appeared in front of his eyes, illuminating the darkness.
In a daze, the deputy leader seemed to be able to see a tall figure with his back facing him, walking step by step towards the deepest part of the darkness.
He walked extremely slowly, as if he was struggling.
At this time, the figure sensed something, turned around suddenly, and moved his gaze to look at the deputy leader.
His eyes were cold, just looking here coldly, without saying a single glance, and there was no trace of rational greed in his eyes.
The deputy leader looked at him without any panic.
After a while, the figure withdrew his gaze, turned around with great difficulty, and walked step by step towards the deepest part of the darkness again.
"I overestimated you."
At this time, the deputy leader suddenly laughed softly and told a certain truth:
"It turns out that you have been infected by that power to such an extent that you have almost lost your mind and self."
Looking at the increasingly blurry figure, he thought thoughtfully:
"Just now, did you want me to save you?"
The deputy leader shook his head. Unfortunately, we are not friends or partners.
Even if he is, he may be powerless.
"I heard that there is a super-level strange orange god skeleton radiating power here. I used to think it was just a legend, but now it seems that it may be true. I don't know if the calamity realm can be resolved if it is contaminated by the power of such an existence."
The deputy leader calmed down his thoughts, lowered his head, and narrowed his eyes:
In such a short period of time, the gray mist around him actually darkened a bit, and there was a tendency to change towards the environment here.
“It’s trying to get to me, too.
"Can't wait any longer."
After judging the current situation, the deputy leader did not hesitate, raised his right arm, picked up two fingers, and inserted them into his eyes with a swish.
Snap!
He heard an obvious cracking sound, and the dark environment and low roar in front of him disappeared. After a breath, the deputy leader opened his eyes and returned to the place where he had just stood.
It seems like nothing has changed.
It was as if what he had just experienced was an illusion.
Looking at the gray mist that became a bit gloomy, the deputy leader closed his eyes and sighed:
"Knowing the situation here, I will never come back.
"I would rather fight an opponent of the same level than pay such a price."
He was silent for a while, put down his mood, and then thought:
"In any case, the biggest unstable factor here in Yehuai has been eliminated. There will be no other extreme warriors here in a short time."
The deputy leader took a deep breath, and then slowly made a gesture of raising his hand to explore the sky.
In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale, and the wind and clouds rolled around, as if the end of the world was coming.
Boom!
This is a signal.
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Night Sophora Army, camp.
A man smelling strongly of alcohol was leaning on the long desk, his head down and pressed tightly against the table, making it impossible to see his expression.
Others could only judge his condition by the loud snoring he made.
This one is already drunk.
Tonight, because the military leader went to the Baiyang School for a banquet, these people were not restrained. As someone suggested, a banquet was immediately set up. Now, most of them are drunk.
Time passes slowly.
Suddenly, this man's snoring had disappeared. He raised his head and wiped his face with his hands. His whole body immediately became more awake and his eyesight became sharper.
Tuk Tuk!
Tuk Tuk!
At this time, a familiar tapping sound came from outside the tent.
The man's expression remained unchanged, his eyes moved, and he said:
"Come in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the curtain was lifted open, and a man with the same pungent smell of alcohol walked in.
Different from him, the new man was not tall, but his limbs were extremely thick and his face had many hard bumps, making him look very fierce.
He seemed very heavy, approaching step by step, like a hill approaching.
The man didn't react at all. He fixed his gaze on the weapon held by the short man in his right hand, looking at the dark red stain on it, and asked in a deep voice:
"What? Did you go under the knife?"
"Yeah." The short man nodded, not wanting to explain. He looked around and looked at the situation in the big tent:
"You have a good place here, these guys are all asleep."
"The real wine I bought, as long as you drink it to your death, you will naturally get drunk." The man pursed his lips, stood up, and said directly:
"Let's go and look elsewhere to see if there is anything we need help with. The Holy Cult has issued an order, asking us to cooperate with the Mengxing Cult.
"At this time, we cannot relax."
The short man nodded, followed the man out, and chuckled:
“Of course not.
"It's just to create chaos for the Yehuai Army, not to kill those high-ranking generals. It can definitely be done."
The man nodded slightly but said nothing.
However, as soon as the two of them took a few steps, they heard a deafening sound exploding in their ears, like the sky cracking.
Immediately afterwards, unimaginable strong winds blew from the south, and the smoke and dust billowed, making it difficult to see. After a while, the surroundings calmed down.
The man wiped his face, turned his head and looked at the short man, and understood what the other person meant at the same time:
The action begins.
To cause trouble.
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Bai Yang School.
Jiang Yan, who was already full of wine and food, sat comfortably on a wooden chair, holding a cup of warm tea in his hand and looking at the men and women at the banquet with a leisurely expression.
After a while, he felt a little bored. He turned his eyes and changed his target. He looked at the musical instrument masters who were performing their skills, admiring these beautiful women in gorgeous costumes, and began to wait for the banquet to end.
"Hey, is it really you?"
A woman came closer, sat down next to Jiang Yan, and said with a smile:
"Jiang Yan, do you still remember me?"
"Sister." Jiang Yan withdrew his gaze, glanced at the woman beside him, and raised the corners of his mouth.
The woman in front of him was Lan Xin, his former classmate at Baiyang School and Lu Lu's good friend.
"Ah, you still said that." Lan Xin was a little angry when she heard Jiang Yan's response:
"Compared to you, how can I be considered the chief?"
Jiang Yan smiled and did not respond. He only waited for Lan Xin's face to turn red with embarrassment before he took the initiative to change the subject:
"When did you come? I haven't seen you before."
"Just when you put your eyes on those beauties." Lan Xin took the opportunity to say "sarcastically" and explained Jiang Yan's problem just now:
"I didn't even know what was going on here, but I heard my brother's maid talking about it, and then I found out that Ouyang had become a teacher, and Baba came to congratulate him."
"Then what gifts have you prepared..." Jiang Yan was about to make a joke, but before he could finish speaking, he turned his head sharply and looked towards the south of the city.
Boom!
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