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The four of them, Lu Ping, walked straight along the tunnel, and could vaguely hear the waves of the majestic river several miles away. After Fang Yizhu scratched on the wall of the tunnel, he brought his fingers to his nose, smelled it, clapped his hands and said, "The soil here should be soft and moist. The tunnel can be dug so wide. It must have been specially processed." of."
"Did your mutual aid association dig this up?" Lu Ping asked Mo Lin.
"I'm not very clear about the details. What's the other mutual aid thing about?" Mo Lin said.
"Aren't you a mutual aid association for assassins?" Lu Ping said.
"Theoretically, you can reluctantly say yes, but you should not use this term. It is very rural and rustic. Usually those farmers in the countryside call themselves a mutual aid association when they work together to stockpile potatoes. And we are a very dangerous assassin organization. , it would be more appropriate to call us an alliance, or association." Morin said.
"Okay." Lu Ping nodded.
"There are rumors that the Assassin's League was secretly supported by the Zhu family of Changfeng?" Fang Yizhu suddenly asked again.
"There are also rumors that the League of Assassins is hosted by Zhao Yinchu from Changlefang in the Eastern Capital. Have you heard of it?" Mo Lin said.
"Which one is true?" Fang Yizhu asked.
"I know shit, these are too high-level, and I'm not good enough to know the inside story." Mo Lin said.
"What's your level?" Fang Yizhu asked.
"Chick." Maureen said.
"Sounds like the lowest level." Fang Yi noted.
"Yes, according to the levels, they are Chu'er, Qingguo, Quetongue, Zhujian, etc. The time I joined is still very limited." Mo Lin said.
"Where was that old man just now?" Fang Yizhu asked.
"Taller than me, only one green fruit." Mo Lin said.
"You're just a baby, but what's waiting for you is a green fruit. I don't think a baby like you is qualified to use this hidden tunnel, right?" Fang Yi noted.
"I think so too," Mo Lin said.
"In that case, why are we here?" Fang Yi asked.
"It should be that they have ulterior motives." Mo Lin said.
While the two of them were saying this, the four of them arrived at a more open space. A round crypt with a round table in the middle and a circle of stone pillars around it, it seemed like a place for secret discussions. With a thought, Lu Ping realized that there was hidden power behind every stone pillar, even under the round table. An ambush had been laid out in advance.
"There's an ambush!" Lu Ping shouted immediately.
"No surprise," Maureen said.
"What kind of peace of mind do you have?" Fang Yizhu had already rushed towards Mo Lin.
"Let Lu Ping deal with them." Mo Lin said.
One hand was about to cut off Mo Lin's side. When he heard this, the gathered force suddenly withdrew. When the raised hand fell, it just rested on Mo Lin's shoulder. He looked like he was watching a show and said, "What you said makes sense!"
"Otherwise, what do you think?" Mo Lin looked disgusted and waved away Fang Yizhu's hand on his shoulder.
Ling Ziyan, who was on the other side, was still nervously on guard for an ambush, but when she saw the two of them, they looked relaxed and disapproving, she suddenly understood something.
I was ambushed... I was ambushed.
But what if we are ambushed? With Lu Ping's strength, several masters of the Four Souls Penetration Realm could miraculously burst out of the Five Souls Penetration Realm in just a few moves, but the final result was also defeated. Therefore, there are probably very few forces in the world that can block Lu Ping. Even if it was the gate of Jialing City, if Lu Pingzhen forced his way in, who could stop him?
It's just that it's too conspicuous, and it will lead to endless pursuits, which is a waste of time. But now, the underground secret passage, no matter how you chase and block it, get rid of it all together, the gods and ghosts don't know, it's not troublesome at all.
"Zi Yan, come here and leave it to Lu Ping alone." Mo Lin said.
"Yes, don't stand there to avoid accidental injury." Fang Yizhu said.
"Babys, they are so big..." A man came out from behind the stone pillar and sneered. He only said seven words and stopped abruptly before he even moved out from behind the stone pillar. There was a thud, the sound made by his body falling to the ground.
A sign.
Lu Ping was always so decisive when he took action. As for what the other party wanted to say, he didn't care much.
"What's so big?" Mo Lin from behind was chattering, with a slightly sarcastic tone.
"I guess it's a big tone. Do you want to bet?" Fang Yi asked.
"Bullshit, everyone is dead, where can I find the answer?" Mo Lin said.
"Zi Yan can be our referee. You guess one, and whoever she thinks is more reasonable will win." Fang Yi noted, this is really going to be fun.
"I can't... I don't know." Ling Ziyan declined hastily.
The many assassins hiding around and ready to attack have probably never been so slighted and insulted in their lives. Knowing that you have fallen into their trap, knowing that the killer is right next to you, you are still laughing there?
"Little bastard!" In their eyes, not to mention Mo Lin and Ling Ziyan, even Fang Yizhu was not that big. After this scolding, someone wanted to attack the three of them first, but it was only After this sound, there was another pop, and this person also fell to the ground with regret.
Two people in succession were killed in the blink of an eye. At this point, they were still hiding behind the bunker, and they hadn't even seen the opponent they were about to ambush! So who ambushed whom, who was in the clear and who was in the dark?
"Put out the light!" Someone finally shouted at this time. This was their plan in advance. But Lu Ping discovered them as soon as he stepped into the underground meeting hall, alerted his companions, and caught them off guard. Then some of their companions died one after another after shouting, and it was only now that they realized how to proceed with their original plan.
With another pop, the light on the stone pillars in the conference hall went out, and everything fell into complete darkness. Although the practitioner's vision has been strengthened, he still has to rely on light reflection to see things. There is absolutely no light at the moment, and no matter how strong your eyesight is, it is useless. You have to find some kind of special power to get some light. But the killers of the Assassin's League made such a deployment because their special abilities are the best at fighting in the dark. They only need this complete darkness to catch their opponents off guard.
It's just that the opponent they met today made such a plan. To use Molin's evaluation, there is only one word: miserable.
awful.
It's too awful.
The moment the light went out, the killers hiding everywhere rushed out, either toward Lu Ping in the middle, or toward Mo Lin, Fang Yizhu, and Ling Ziyan in the back. They listen to sounds and identify positions, and their perceptions are keen, but they don't seem to know that their opponents are the pinnacle of the pinnacle in these two areas.
In an instant. The sounds of screams, weapons falling, and falling to the ground were endless. Mo Lin calmly took out the fire folder from his arms, shook it three times, and then the fire started to jump, and the whole meeting hall could be seen at a glance.
The battle is over.
It's not completely over, it's probably just a few killers who didn't kill them with one blow and still have a breath left. In the jumping firelight, horrified eyes looked at the calm-looking man standing in the middle of the discussion.
"No more." The one in the middle said.
"Hmm." Mo Lin walked around the field holding the fire, "Seven green fruits, three tongues, and a bamboo tip..." The eleven killers who fell to the ground were ranked in the league. He counted them. .
"These seniors of mine did not do enough to investigate their opponents." Molin shook his head and sighed.
"Did you expect that they would find a way to deal with us?" Fang Yizhu said and came up, but started to collect the corpses one by one. Money, magic weapons, etc., would naturally be taken away as trophies.
"Of course. Do you really think that a scholar who is a confidant will die?" Mo Lin said.
"Actually?" Fang Yizhu said.
"People die for money, and birds die for food." Mo Lin said as he watched Fang Yizhu frantically search for corpses.
"That's not all I am." Fang Yizhu had no intention of stopping his actions.
But all eleven killers were searched, but not even a single copper was found. This is the habit of killers. When going on a mission, they will not carry useless things like money with them. On the other hand, they were magic weapons. Three of the eleven killers, Bird's Tongue and the Bamboo Point, each had one. The Bamboo Point's item was in pretty good condition, and Fang Yizhu happily took it into his pocket.
"Can you go?" The other three looked a little impatient with him.
"Young people, you will know the importance of resources in the future." Fang Yizhu said.
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