At this moment, the Dragon Head Sect of the Longji Sect was staring at the audience. At the third watch of the night, the time they agreed on was coming.
At this time, a group of disciples were already lined up in the hall and were ready to go.
Looking at their vigorous figures, Master Long pondered for a long time and nodded happily.
Soon, they were marching in the same direction in an orderly manner. On a moonless night, the magnificent seal carvings on the Longji cliff still retain their brilliant brilliance.
One first and one last, each has his or her own plans. Devouring and counterattack, in this night, is about to completely explode.
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The independent back figure can only show a vague outline in the deep dark night. It was a lonely night without a moon, and the chaotic night on the cliffs foreshadowed the coming of bad rain.
Dongfang Shiming frowned. He knew that the success or failure of his plan depended on one move tonight.
The earthy wind blew against his clothes, and the feeling seemed familiar. However, he vowed tonight not to let the previous failure happen again.
This cliff platform and this endless night are the battlefield of counselors.
The wind gradually became colder and settled with the night chill. He didn't care, the heat in his chest made him feel boiling.
Since Huan Qingzi, Master He and others arrived as scheduled, he couldn't let them down.
This huge counterattack will inevitably become the biggest stumbling block for the Japanese side.
The desolate wind echoed in the valley, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.
Dongfang Shiming didn't know what happened to Fu Yunge, but the current situation could no longer delay waiting for Lang Chenyan to come and cooperate. Although he was worried about Fu Yunge's safety, he still knew what he should consider first now, and he could not be distracted at this time.
Secretly, he clenched his fists.
Every minute and every second of waiting seems to go back to an extremely long time. Oriental poetry is as bright and quiet as a rock, but every nerve is tense to the extreme.
He looked down, but there was only a dark forest under the cliff. There was only the endless mountain breeze in my ears, covering up other sounds.
After a while, suddenly, the cold wind wrinkled, and the forest leaves all around suddenly made a "rustle" sound.
Dongfang Shiming's keen eyes traced the past, and suddenly saw a blur under the cliff, which seemed to have an unusual movement. It seems that there are tigers walking at night and jackals passing through the forest.
Good luck has come. Dongfang Shiming smiled, but his eyes became alert on the contrary.
The pace is noisy, and it is difficult not to attract attention among the quiet cliffs. The approaching loud sound made Dongfang Shiming tighten his mind and deal with it seriously.
He turned around and faced the direction of the crowd climbing up.
After a while, I saw a figure taking the lead to climb up from the path of Dieyatai.
Then, a crowd of dark people followed the same path, one by one to the top.
Dongfang Shiming narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a moment. As expected, these people came, it was Guizifang, and the army of jade-faced Rakshasa halberds behind him.
He tightened his collar and faced the crowd of people without fear.
In the dark night, it was difficult for both sides to distinguish each other's faces. Dongfang Shiming had been planning for a long time and could identify Guizifang just by looking at the outline; but Guizifang had never cared about him, so he was quite unfamiliar with the person in front of him and felt suspense.
"You are..." Relying on his good cultivation and large number of people, the Jaap Fang decided to stand still for now.
Dongfang Shiming looked at them several times. After a long time, he slowly said: "I am... the direct disciple of Head Qing."
The Japanese felt a little relieved after hearing him state his position. But this did not completely eliminate his suspicion, and then asked: "Tonight, the Qing leader has an appointment with our sect. Why are you coming alone?"
The wind that had been unleashed just now gradually subsided in the night.
Dongfang Shiming has simulated the scene in front of him countless times in his mind. He relaxed slightly and said calmly: "Feng Ji has something to do at the moment. Head Qing said he would be here in a little while. He asked me to apologize to Head Gui first."
Guizifang looked at the unruly and eccentric young man in front of him, and at the same time he was dissatisfied with Qingyan's efficiency.
He pondered for a moment, and the huge team behind him all stood silently.
"When will he arrive?"
After a moment, Guizifang relaxed his tone and sighed.
Dongfang Shiming did not reply immediately, but thought seriously for a while before he said sincerely: "I think it will take no more than three seconds for Master Qing to come as promised."
Guizifang closed his eyes slightly, lowered his head as if nothing had happened, and carefully observed the forests at the foot of the mountain. His guess was that Qingyan wanted to rebel, but after careful observation, he did not find Feng Ji's troops.
It seems that what this young man said is true. He thought quietly.
"What happened inside the Phoenix Halberd?" Feeling bored, he suddenly asked the young man.
Dongfang Shiming looked straight at him, showing no signs of losing momentum. And this gesture was also deliberately shown to Guizifang, so that he could feel what was unique about him as a "Qingyan disciple".
"Fengji people, suddenly something abnormal happened to us in the evening today." Dongfang Shiming said slowly, calmly, "Many disciples fell into a strange state of madness, or their energy channels were disordered. Up to now, the leader is still sending people to treat them. ."
The thick clouds that were wandering in the distant mountains just now gradually gathered over the Dieya Terrace. The coming downpour in the blink of an eye shrouded the surrounding areas in haze.
When Guizifang heard Dongfang Shiming's words, his expression suddenly tightened.
